The Mythical Races I Created

Old Pan Yang looked at the child's innocent eyes, and his heart trembled. Old Pan Yang shook his head embarrassedly.

Xiao Panyang lowered his eyes in disappointment. "It turns out not."

He lowered his head. "Grandpa, maybe the fruit of civilization doesn't exist at all. How can we find something that doesn't exist!"

The ears of Pan Yangs around moved, but no one spoke. All Pan Yang stared at these strange kobolds, and thoughts flashed in their eyes.

Lao Panyang put his hand on his grandson's head. After these days, his fingers were dry and thin, and he had suffered through the vicissitudes of life.

He looked into the eyes of his little grandson and said, "The fruit of civilization exists. I am not a fool, my father is not a fool, and your grandfather is not a fool. They are all looking for fruit of civilization. Smart people like them are there. Looking for the fruit of civilization, how could it be fake!"

"But people like us are still not good enough."

"It's that we don't deserve to find the fruit of civilization."

Lao Panyang looked at Oasis No. 1 with nostalgic eyes. "When I was a kid, our oasis was actually only half the size it is now. Later, more and more small-bellied trees were planted, and green peas and mole potatoes were also popularized in the six oases."

"I heard that when my father was young, our oasis was only half the size of my childhood. There was only a plant called blister cycad to protect us. Our people were often killed by the death giant scorpion."

"Then when it comes to your grandfather, then we will be even more miserable, unclothed, ignorant..."

"Passed from one generation to another, and each generation is getting smarter."

Old Pan Yang lowered his head and smiled at the little grandson and said, "So...you should also go to Wenmingguo? I think you will be able to find it if you are smarter than us."

Old Pan Yangsai gave him a yellow seed.

Xiao Panyang turned his hand and took a look. "Ah, it's the seed of the sticky sprout grass."

"You are Abu's descendants." Old Panyang said: "You are most likely to become Abu in the future. Each of us Abu must shoulder the responsibility of civilization..."

Little Panyang nodded, seemingly understanding.

He doesn't understand Grandpa's words, but there are things that can go beyond words to convey to a person.

So, why should he understand it!

The fate of the Abu family comes from a seemingly insignificant agreement made 100 years ago.

The same grandson and grandfather are also the Abu family. The young grandson inherited the name of the dead grandfather and promised to find the fruit of civilization.

The vows witnessed by Pan Yangren are bound to be effective.

They never promise lightly, just because any promise is under the watchful eye of the omniscient eye!

And the pair of ancestors who agreed to each other first appeared in the past, causing the promise of this generation of grandfathers and grandsons to reappear again. It seems that it is just an arrangement of fate, but in fact the promise has been inherited.

"Grandpa, are you still going back to the village? Are you still going out to find the fruit of civilization?"

Xiao Panyang asked.

"Back." Old Panyang nodded, and he wanted to go back because... his body no longer had much strength, and he knew that the road had come to an end.

But even after I have walked this path of sainthood, the fruit of civilization is still invisible...

Seriously, does civilization really exist?

The news that the old Pan sheep of the Abu family returned to Oasis soon spread in Oasis 1.

All Pan Yang thought at first that he had found the fruit of civilization, but after knowing that he hadn't, they all shook their heads.

They felt that the Abu family wasted time.

The fruit of civilization is indeed not to be found.

...

The home of the village chief in Oasis No. 1, which is the ancestral home of the Abu family.

The current village chief Abu swept over these silly kobolds, smiled shrewdly, and said in the kobold language that I had just learned: "I heard my uncle say, you want to make a deal with us here."

"Want to change silk?"

"Ah, the guests don't seem to bring too many belongings."

Several old Pan goats stared at the kobolds coldly, causing them invisible psychological pressure.

The kobolds were suppressed by the majesty of such a high-ranking person, trembling and unable to speak, and their expressions were very nervous.

The core of the village chief system is actually the combination of the rule of man and ethical supervision. The village chief can often decide many things. However, the Panyang people in the oasis admire wisdom, and it is precisely that the elderly Pan sheep have life experience, so these old Pan sheep He is highly respected and has a certain right to speak in the village.

Of course, in fact, they have not had a few years to talk. By the age of nearly 30, most people either wait to die or go out of the village to find the fruit of civilization.

Six oases, six villages.

The Panyang people advocate the customs of the elderly, not only because the old people are indeed rich in life experience and wisdom, but also because they are looking for a way to allocate resources reasonably.

It is a good way for the elderly to govern the country.

The kobolds took out all their belongings, including pieces of jade in sacks.

The current Abu picked up the jade from the ground. "It's so beautiful, you are very sincere, my guests."

The tense hearts of the kobolds relaxed, but only for a moment, because the eyes of the other old Pan sheep became very dangerous and cold, as if they were going to kill their heads in the next moment.

Several kobolds trembled.

What's wrong, isn't it that the jade is very beautiful?

Several old Pan Yangs said: "Not good enough."

"Too little."

"Are there any other goods you can trade?"

"That’s it! It’s not sincere~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It seems that it’s not here to do business, it’s not to grab things. Our silk is so expensive, you actually use a few pieces of ore dug from the ground , As a trading item..."

Old Pan Yang's eyes became more and more fierce. "We are going to kill your heads."

"Don't, don't. Don't be angry, we are really here to do business." The kobold captain said tremblingly: "Can you buy with... money?"

"Money? What is that?" The current Abu thinks this is a very important message, and he said quickly with the wisdom of the Panyang clan. "What you mean is that your society can buy anything you need with an equivalent item!"

"And you are going to use money to buy our silk now?"

The kobold captain felt that the other party's description was simply to his heart, and he himself did not have the ability to describe what money is with such accurate words.

However, he didn't seem to say what money is...

"Yes...Yes, money is the kind of thing you said." The kobold felt that his IQ had been crushed, and he was even more disturbed.

The incumbent Abu thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Your money is with us, and it can't be spent. What is the use of our money?"

"Our money is a coin mixed with copper, which is very valuable." The kobold captain said immediately.

"Copper?" The incumbent Abu shook his head. "It's useless, it's useless. It seems that you can't prove that you are here to do business."

"Oh, it seems that you are dead today."

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