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The plum pillow stone was touched by Yin Miaomiao, and when he woke up the next day, he had the idea of ​​helping a group of primitive people.

This is different from yesterday's barbecue move. It was not a whim, but a thoughtful decision. He carefully examined the situation of the entire tribe and decided to start from two aspects.

First of all, they live there. There are mosquitoes on the sky and the ground, and they are not resistant to the severe cold. So they are taught to build shacks with stones, wet soil and branches.

This is not difficult. Use stones of all sizes to build simple walls, smear them with soil to fill the gaps, and finally use branches with leaves to wove the roof and press them with stones of appropriate weight.

Primitive people were ignorant but not stupid. A few young people who left behind saw him do it, immediately looked for the stones as they were, broke the branches, and imitated them clumsy and seriously.

The plum pillow stone patiently guided them, and at the end of the day, three or four shacks were built.

He thought Tong would be the first to move in. However, the female leader had no intention of doing so. Instead, he stuffed the children, pregnant women in the tribe, and two injured people in it.

The plum pillow stone suddenly stopped hating her.

Although the female savage is barbaric and does not understand etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame, she is not influenced by the interests and desires of later generations and retains the glory of human nature.

Not too bad either.

Of course, giving birth is impossible.

Illusions are all false, and beauty is all false.

After teaching the primitive people to build the house, the plum pillow stone began to teach them to make weapons. The most common weapon used by people in the tribe is the sharpened wooden sticks and axes made of stones, which are so simple that they have no friends.

Without ore, copper and iron, it cannot be smelted. He then used local materials, taught them to make bows and arrows with branches and beast tendons, and added handles to scrapped stone axes for convenience.

In this way, Tong looked at the plum pillow stone without looking at the passion of the hunter, but rather awe.

The plum pillow stone secretly breathed a lot of relief, and became more and more like a fish in water.

At the same time, Yin Miaomiao followed Wu Chuan around the forest every day, observing his every move, trying to find out the secret of the spell he used.

"What are you doing?" She could already say a simple sentence.

The Legend of Witch: "Find something."

"What?" she asked.

Wu Chuan pointed to the weeds at his feet.

"Grass?"

He nodded, shook his head again, and pointed at the tree.

"Tree?"

Wu Chuan sighed, shook his head again, pointed his fingers over the fruit trees, thorns, grass, and finally looked at her, lit his eyes and repeated: "Grass, trees, fruit." Then pointing to his chest, "Things."

Yin Miaomiao could only guess whether he was looking for a certain grass or a certain tree, but looking for something like grass and trees. But he was not sure, so he shut up tactfully and planned to read more and ask less.

As a witch in the tribe, Wu Chuan was not assigned any tasks. He walked aimlessly, and when he thought of something, he stopped to think, sat on the ground when he was tired, and picked wild fruit when he was thirsty.

Yin Miaomiao is considered a monk who likes to use his brain, but he will never spend a lot of time thinking. The feeling that the witch told her was that everything outside was not important, and what she ate, wears, or even lives was not with him.

In the heart.

His real world is not the real world, but the world he imagined in his mind.

Perhaps, the flowers, plants and trees in Wu Chuan's eyes were completely different from what she saw.

Yin Miaomiao thought, no longer observing the witch's teachings, but instead sat down like him, holding his head and staring at the mushrooms under the tree roots. The bright red and cute little mushrooms were like umbrellas opening, and ants were carrying food.

I was busy transporting it into the cave, and a long worm that looked like a centipede and a snake lingered on the trunk, not knowing whether to hibernate or wait for prey.

Very ordinary scenes of "Animal World".

What's special about this? Wu Chuan has always emphasized "eyes" and "heart". Could it be that she has been looking with her eyes instead of her heart?

Looking at it carefully... she suddenly remembered Leng Yu's words.

She should use the "heart" to see people, not eyes, and she understands what it means. But plants and trees are not human, and they will not be able to do one thing in person, but behind them, what they originally looked like, what they were presented, the eyes and heart looked at

What's the difference between coming out?

She couldn't help but ask: "How to see everything in your heart?"

The witch preached: "You are a wise person, you know the slight difference between this and that, you know why it is thunder and rain, and you know how to make fire and build a house. You have seen 'all things', but it is also covered.

Eyes.”

Yin Miaomiao listened quietly.

"You told me that 'big' and 'small' actually have a subdivision of 'big', 'high', 'fat'. This is to look at it with your eyes and look at it with your heart, it is the same as 'size'." Wu

The language of the teachings is limited, but it should be expressed as much as possible, "Everything is like a river, with a source, and you can tell every drop of water, which is wisdom, but it also takes wisdom to pursue the source."

On his thin and waxy face, his eyes were extremely wise: "This is what you lack, so you can't write the right words."

Yin Miaomiao pondered for a moment and asked, "I once heard a saying, "Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things." Is the source you are talking about, "Tao"?"

Wu Chuan savored this sentence carefully, and after a while, he nodded slowly: "Yes, but this is something that cannot be said. What we can express is no longer the 'Tao'."

Yin Miaomiao agreed with this statement.

Language and writing are of course amazing, but they have limitations. Many mysterious truths cannot be expressed and cannot be described.

After understanding this, she tried to look at it carefully again.

The day passed by suddenly without any progress. Because the day was exhausting too much, I couldn't hold on. I fell asleep while leaning under the tree when I took a nap late at night.

Leng Yu came here at this time.

She walked quietly, without making any noise. She held the big red cloak that Yin Miaomiao had penetrated into her arms. She raised it gently, and the cloak fell like a cloud, covering Yin Miaomiao.

Then he groped and sat down behind the tree, and closed his eyes quietly.

Seeing this scene on the tree in the distance, a thought suddenly burst out from my mind: Speaking of which, there seems to be such a female cultivator sect in Zhongzhou, with a power that is not as powerful as Huangyue Valley, but only 30 or 40 people.

Female cultivators come together to live together and do not interact with men. If they have a particularly good relationship, they will become sworn sisters and lie down together, just like lovers.

It's also normal. Since you have the favor of Long Yang, you will of course have the habit of polishing mirrors.

The True Lord Su Wei treats Leng Yu with subtle attitude, while Leng Yu is very cautious about others, but he only treats her differently. Maybe he guessed halfway through the first time, it was indeed a love triangle, but Leng Yu’s bitter love is not

People of the same school, but... cough.

The plum pillow stone stopped this dangerous idea, rested its head on its arms, and slowly fell asleep.

Day 3.

Wu Chuan was still walking around the forest, and from time to time he used his hands to draw a few strokes in the void. Yin Miaomiao no longer followed him, so he found a place where the sun was warm and the wind was cool, and meditated.

Mei Zhengshi didn’t know what they were doing, nor did they know how to leave this secret realm. They were idle and began to teach primitive people to dig traps and catch prey.

Leng Yu is quiet and quiet, without any sense of existence.

Day 4.

Same as above, no difference.

Day 5.

The plum pillow stone found a tough grass leaf and taught them to weave ropes and bamboo baskets.

Day 6.

Nothing happened.

Day 7.

The Witch Creation created another word.

Yin Miaomiao felt that this should be the word "wood", grass, trees, forests, and bushes... are all wood.

The characters made by gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and witches are all basic elements.

Is this the "original origin" he mentioned?

Day 8.

Hitomi took the plum pillow stone to Wu Chuan.

Wu Chuan finished speaking to Tong Jijigu, nodded, took out a jar of special pigment, asked Mei Zishi to stretch out his hand, and drew a pattern on the back of his hand.

This is the totem of the tribe, like a ball of fire, simple and simple, and contains some mystery.

Several people in the tribe have similar tattoos. Mei Zishi thinks this is a recognition, which means they have accepted him as an outsider.

Because I can't see any harm, I let it go.

Day 9.

Yin Miaomiao compared the symbols of the "character" created by Wu Chuan and the Bagua symbols, and vaguely touched the threshold.

The Bagua is a complex symbol composed of "—" which represents yang and "--" which represents yin. The two in "Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two" are yin and yang. Theoretically, all things in the world can be expressed by yin and yang.

.But pure binary was too brain-burning for the ancients, so the gossip was derived.

The Bagua represents the ancients' deduction of the basic components of all things, namely: heaven, earth, water, fire, wind, thunder, mountains, and zodiac.

Still take "fire" as an example.

The Li hexagram symbolizing fire is that the upper and lower part are yang and the middle part is yin. What does this mean? There are many different explanations. One said that fire illuminates the four directions, which is an object belonging to yang, but compared with Qian, it is not the ultimate

The yang of the body is therefore yin. Another saying is that there is heaven and earth between heaven and earth. There is heaven and earth fire. The middle is nothingness, so the upper and lower ones are yang, and the middle is yin. Another saying is that the external flame of fire is higher.

The yang is even stronger and the internal flame is low, so it is Yin.

It doesn’t matter which way to explain it correctly. What’s important is that Yin Miaomiao has figured out some of their ideas from the ancients summarizing the rules of the Eight Trigrams.

Don't be blinded by appearances and focus on its own existence.

If you look at the words "Wu Chuan" with this idea, you will find that just a few simple strokes, which seem to be superficial, actually contain more content.

Yin Miaomiao concentrates his mind and keeps his mind. He no longer thinks about the difference between heaven, earth, and thunder and fire. They have different origins and names, but after all, they are all flames.

Eliminate the various meanings added by human beings and return to the flame itself.

The flame itself cannot exist alone, it must be a burning object. Therefore, the first stroke falls at the bottom, which represents the source of energy for combustion. The flame is dynamic and not static, and the strokes representing the main body of the flame cannot be straight lines.

To be gentle means movement and change.

In this way, the prototype has existed, but it is not accurate enough.

Flames are usually divided into three layers: external flame, internal flame, and flame heart. Therefore, two more strokes should be added next to the flame to represent its common external form.

The friction sound of matches passing by sounded in the air.

A small flame jumped up, faint and bright.

Success.

Yin Miaomiao breathed gently, understanding why he could not feel any spiritual power fluctuations when he read the Witch's writing before. The figurative flame was not the manifestation of spiritual power, but the sensation of heaven and earth.

——It is difficult to describe this situation in words. When people express an indescribable invisible thing in a tangible and visible way, the heaven and earth echo it, and a strange phenomenon appears, somewhat similar to a monk.

The celestial phenomena when forming pills and infants are a kind of response of heaven and man.

"You understand." The Legend of Witch.

Yin Miaomiao smiled and said, "Yes, thank you for your advice. I have benefited a lot."

This is difficult to say, and Wu Chuan has to think about it before he can understand: "I will have a lot of conversation with you, look." As he said that, he handed over a wooden board, which was written with charcoal pen, all of which were next to the wooden characters.

text.

Wu Chuan pointed a word like "he", saying "one", referring to "lin", saying "many", and pointing to "sen" and saying "many, many, many". In addition, he also created

Unfortunately, the way of writing flowers is not "flower", but more like the word "dou", which represents the word "root", and is a bit like "ben".

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help laughing: "You subdivided them."

"These are some." Wu Chuanxu drew a circle, circled the words he had just said, and then pointed the original word "wood", explaining, "It's different."

Yin Miaomiao nodded: "I understand what you mean."

"Wood" is the essence, "forest" and "forest" are specific things, which are external expressions. So, she actually made a mistake. The Wu Chuan created "wen" before, but now it is created,

It is "word".

It is called text based on the pictogram. The shape and sound of the body are complementary, which is called a character.

Literature is the basis of objects, and characters are the words that grow and soak in many ways.

The text begins here.

Yin Miaomiao sighed infinitely and owed Wu Chuan: "Thank you." The parties involved may not understand how great what they did, but she understood and was sincerely grateful.

Wu Chuan stared at her deeply, and slowly lowered her body, thanking her for her wisdom she taught over the years.

A breeze blew by.

Wu Chuan's body was like a cultural relic that had just been unearthed. After briefly stunning the world, it turned into quicksand and dissipated in front of her with the gentle wind.

The plants and trees wither and rotten, and the stars are changing.

Time passed again, and ruthlessly took away everything in front of you.

Yin Miaomiao closed his eyes.

The moment she opened it again, the scene changed and she saw many familiar faces.

The surroundings are no longer wilderness, but the interior of the tower.

The author has something to say: Comments:

1. The pictographic character of the word... This sentence comes from "Shuowen Jiezi"

2. I have examined some information about gossip in the article, and each has its own opinions. I have made some of them up. It is not accurate. Do not take it seriously or investigate it.

3. The analysis of "literary" and "character" here is also made up by me, just take a look.

I have seen everyone's comments. There are seven guests all the way, each with supporters and readers who don't catch a cold. Whether it's because of the sky light, I don't want to get back together, or I don't want to feel the feeling of Ye Zhou.

Others are in power, which really explains how to explain the role of A, Radish B, Green Vegetables, and each has its own preferences.

As for me, I like it all, so I can't help but sigh at np every now and then and scold the damn rules - but this is what I'm muttering from the perspective of readers.

I said before that I am two people when I write or not. When I don’t write, I feel heartbroken for it. I think about the plot at night and I want to be happy and forget it. But when I write, I will definitely return.

The author's identity is responsible for the article and readers. This responsibility does not mean satisfying everyone's wishes, but being loyal to the story itself.

As the story continues to develop, everyone can rest assured what it should look like.

The plot of primitive society is over, and we will enter a more interesting plot (Red Chicken?) next...Well, see you tomorrow