I Am Not a Savage

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Chapter 17 Tribe Upgrade Preparation!

Cangjie is a man obsessed with words.

Therefore, when he discovers that there is a new text, he will devote himself to it and ignore the external affairs.

And Yunchuan also knew that the purpose of Xuanyuan sent Cangjie to the Yunchuan Tribe was to be a hostage while supervising the Yunchuan Tribe to stop the Xiling tribe from fleeing.

It is necessary to build fences. Firstly, it is to stop the beasts. Secondly, Yunchuan now feels that his tribe is always so insecure and needs to surround all his things with high walls.

The reason to let Cangjie fall into confusion is to prevent him from seeing the terrifying infrastructure strength of the Yunchuan Department.

That’s right, the most powerful thing in the Yunchuan Tribe is not the military, but the powerful infrastructure strength far surpassing all the savages in this era.

With swords, axes, saws, trees and bamboos in place, the speed of fence construction in the Yunchuan area is extremely alarming.

Moreover, it is also because the endless construction of Peach Blossom Island is also very skilled.

Every craftsman knows what he should do, everyone knows how to do the least effort, and most importantly, they have learned to use the most basic planning method.

Therefore, the construction site looks messy, but in the mess, there is a strong sense of rhythm.

This scene cannot be seen by Cangjie anyway, otherwise, with Cangjie’s big mouth character, he will definitely tell Xuanyuan, and Xuanyuan is a person who wants everything. He is a dung car and has to use it to cross the road. Dip your finger and taste the salty person.

He is also a collector.

As long as it is useful to his tribe, talents, food, materials, tools, seeds...anything is in his collection.

And in order to collect these things, he does everything he can...

When Cangjie came out of the labyrinth of words, he had already created many characters with the word "Rain" and "San Dian Shui" based on those words.

Yunchuan gave him a brush and some paper, and after Cangjie tried it, he went crazy. He wanted to use his most precious old tortoise shell, which is said to be able to communicate with God, to exchange more brushes and paper with Yunchuan.

"The brush, paper, and ink are very precious!" Yun Chuan said to Cangjie earnestly, playing with the oily shell of Cangjie.

"The tortoise shell is also very precious..." Cangjie looked sadly at the tortoise shell that never left his body, and finally forced himself to turn his head, seeing the pen, ink and paper in front of him, his eyes became gentle again.

One tortoise shell was exchanged for twenty sheets of paper, two brushes, and a jar of ink. In Yunchuan's eyes, this was an equivalent exchange, but in Cangjie's eyes, he had already exchanged his wealth for these precious things.

"In the future, you don't need to engrave characters on tortoise shells or keel bones. You can write faster and write more content."

Yun Chuan leaned his body on the little wolf and said lazily.

After seeing the brush, Xiaolang always wanted to leave Yunchuan to sniff the brush. It always felt that those brush heads looked familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere.

"Go back and tell Xuanyuan that if you want brushes, paper, and ink, you can exchange things, and I won't hide these things." Yun Chuan said to Cangjie with a smile on his wolf tail.

Cangjie carefully put the pen, ink and paper into his waterproof animal skin pocket, slowly carried it on his back, and then hopefully said, "Can you tell me how these things are made?"

Yunchuan sighed and said: "Choose the lightning-strike wood to soak it in the running water for a period of cold and heat, then soak it in the lunar flower to experience the process of a full moon, and then bombard it with a giant hammer to get ink. It will fail, whether it can become ink, it all depends on God.

As for the production of paper...ε=(′ο｀*))) Alas, it’s hard to say a word. "

Cangjie nodded and said, "I hope that people in future generations will know how much hard work and setbacks I have paid for these words today."

Yun Chuan nodded solemnly and said: "They will remember it, they will definitely, and your name will become a **** because of these words."

"God? God is in the sky, not on the earth."

"Wrong, God is in the world, you will become a **** after you die, and you will go to a more wonderful place, where I heard that there is great light, great wisdom, great freedom, and great liberation."

Cangjie frowned and said, "How did you know?"

Yun Chuan raised his hand and slapped the big crow with round eyes, pretending to be silly, and said, "Quickly, if you don't say tonight, I will take you to drink."

The big crow fell to the ground, flapped its wings and got up, and said with a weird voice: "There are gods in the sky, I have seen them, I have seen..."

Cangjie didn't believe even a word of what Yunchuan said, but now that the crow speaks, Cangjie's eyes are as round as those of the crow.

As a result, Cangjie began a long conversation with the crow... The crow is a babble... It can speak a lot of words and learn the accents of many people. Sometimes it’s from Yunchuan, sometimes it’s from Juxian, Chiling. Jingwei's, Abu's...

The content of its speech is sometimes very profound, such as the conversation between Yunchuan and Abu, sometimes very boring, such as the conversation between Jai Sui and Chiling, and sometimes very coquettish, such as the conversation between Yunchuan and Jingwei in the room. .

But it doesn't matter, Cangjie likes to listen.

Unknowingly, the Yunchuan Department has built a high wall of bamboo and wood at the mouth of the river bay. This high wall extends from the mouth of the river bay to the edge of the cliff of the old river channel.

The walls meander, like a giant dragon wandering between the mountains and ravines.

The exhausted Cangjie who was tortured by the crows saw this wall and exclaimed: "In a short time, it's not a human effort."

Yunchuan smiled and said: "Long-term sacrifices and the gods return to their hearts. Some magical things will always happen. You often talk to the crows these days. Can you get something?"

Cangjie shook his head and said, "It's too esoteric. After I go back to sort it out, I will slowly comprehend it."

Yun Chuan said: "That crow once carried the sun from east to west, but because of neglecting the divine responsibility, he was reprimanded to the world. It can't fly and can only jump for a lifetime."

Cangjie looked at the little tortoise shell hung on his belt by Yunchuan, and sighed: "Human words are faith, and human words are the least credible."

"So, do you think I'm lying to you?"

"Although I don't understand how you can build such a long wall in such a short time, I don't understand why the crow can speak, let alone why there are pens, inks and papers in your clan.

However, when you speak, I know that all I see are illusions. "

Yunchuan held the crow's neck and placed it in front of Cangjie and said, "Say a few more words, lest people think you are something only in fantasy."

The crow squatted on the table and said angrily: "The sky is brilliant, the earth is blue, the borders and the spirits have a long history, the heaven and the earth are blessed, the gods are merciful, the fortune is deep, the people are prosperous, the plants and plants, the Fuhai soup..."

Without waiting for the crow to finish reciting the prayer, Yunchuan pinched it by the neck and threw it out the door, and then said to Cangjie: "Do you still think you are dreaming?"

After speaking, he took Cangjie away from Peach Blossom Island and came to the city wall. He tapped with his hands and said, "This is also a fake, is it an illusion?"

Cangjie lowered his head, stuck his face on the wall, cut his finger, smeared blood on the wall, and finally watched the blood slowly seep out from the finger, and said sadly: "You are still psychic after all. ."

Yun Chuan smiled and looked at Cangjie and said, "Go back and tell Xuanyuan that we are not part of the human world. My goal is in the sky and not in the earth. I will not destroy his affairs, and he should not attack our ideas. Otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable."

Cangjie was silent.

A high wall blocked many things and completely cut off the traffic between the north and the south.

However, the wild geese flying north were unstoppable, and after all, they went farther north.

There are many Xiling people who can run to the edge of the high wall, most of them are the old and weak women and children who took the lead to evacuate. The high wall blocked their way, and for a while, the other side of the high wall cried loudly.

The samurai of the Yunchuan Department stood on the other side of the high wall. After shooting a few large bamboo arrows in a deterrent nature, they ignored the Xiling people who stayed outside the high wall.

As a result, the Xiling people had to rush to the southwest.

It didn't take long for these people to swarm back from the southwest, and the Yunchuan area began to shoot arrows again, so they swarmed to the southwest again, like a group of headless flies.

In fact, the cliffs on the southwest side are not a dead end. There are places where you can climb down slowly. If the Xiling people have something like a rope, they can even escape with all of them.

The agreement between Yunchuan and Xuanyuan was to block the mouth of the river bay, but it didn't say that even the southwest would be blocked.

Therefore, the scene we see now is different from what Yunchuan expected.

The 姼 who was **** by Yunchuan was crying and was about to faint, and wanted to help the tribe, but it was a pity that Yunchuan would not let her go.

"I really don't understand. Why don't you have a good life on your own territory, why have to go to this tiger den to find the right and wrong."

See it now, what you think is powerful, in the eyes of others, it is not a fart, this time I can say that I let you go once.

If you dare to cry again, I will order to shoot them all here~www.wuxiaspot.com~. "

Jiao's tears stopped immediately, it was very magical.

"This time you saved your tribe, and the kindness that should be paid back is clear. From now on, I will honestly raise silkworms, reel and weave silks for us. I heard that Jingwei found you a good one. Man, you can live a good life, and don’t think about what you have in the future. This is not good for your tribe at all."

Yan nodded repeatedly, looking pitiful, like a frightened deer, but didn't know which **** from the cheap clan.

To be honest, people like the Xiling tribe don’t even want Bai Yunchuan. They are ancient, barbaric, rude and have no rules. They often overwhelm the fate of the whole tribe. Such tribes can live to the present, it really is. A miracle.

The most terrible thing is that before they do something, they don't even make a little careful plan, and they rush over without knowing the true strength of the enemy.

This kind of tribe must be replaced by a better tribe. This is the tide of history, and Yunchuan is not prepared to interfere.