The Ultimate Live Superstar

"But in fact, it is not like that."

"Their thinking logic and language form are completely different from ours."

Throughout the ages, many anthropologists have tried to speculate the original language form of human civilization through various methods.

Can people think in their own brains and the thoughts formed after thinking be separated from language?

Whether in terms of the development of human lineage or individual development, do language and thinking arise at the same time?

If not at the same time, which comes first, language or thinking?

Do language and thinking have their own laws of development? If so, do they influence each other? What kind of influence is it? What role does language play in the formation of thinking?

Philosophers, psychologists, and linguists have heated debates on the relationship between language and thinking.

To this day, there is no conclusion.

"There are many languages ​​in the world. Although the expressions vary greatly, the meanings expressed by the languages ​​are the same."

"Even if the languages ​​are not common, many people know that nodding means YES and shaking head means NO."

"But the language logic of this group of natives is not like this. For example, in their eyes, shaking head may mean YES, while nodding means NO."

"The reason is very simple. The emergence of language mostly comes from the cognition of civilization and thinking about the environment. The reason why they can't understand my body language is actually because of different ways of thinking."

While speaking.

Lu Yu controlled the drone to fly a circle over the heads of the natives.

Many people retreated in fear.

It took a long time before they dared to approach.

But this time, their eyes were not on the drone.

All fell on Lu Yu.

The next second.

Before Lu Yu could react, the natives rushed up, hugged his thighs, and lifted him up.

Marching forward.

Leaving the jungle with joy...

...

It turned out.

The camp of the tribe was not far from here.

Following the path, we walked through a rugged valley.

About three or five miles later.

Just go down a few more stone steps and you will reach the camp where they are stationed.

When the natives arrived at the camp.

The funeral was still going on.

The blazing fire tower had no intention of stopping.

All the tribesmen knelt respectfully.

They didn't dare to say a word.

Seeing the big army coming back.

The old man who led a child before slowly stood up and walked towards them.

The old man looked at Lu Yu with hostility.

But he didn't say much.

After a few glances, he started to communicate with the black-faced native.

Lu Yu didn't know what the two said.

But from the old man's expression, it can be seen that this guy should also be shocked by the story of "killing three saltwater crocodiles with bare hands".

Soon.

After the black-faced native talked a lot, the old man looked Lu Yu up and down.

Then, he looked at the drone above his head.

After a long while, he turned to the black-faced native and said: "%￥##\u0026*"

Then, the black-faced native also replied in a gibberish.

The old man listened.

He nodded as if he understood.

He put on an expression of sudden enlightenment.

It seemed that he was very satisfied with the explanation of the black-faced native...

After a unilateral understanding.

The old man faced Lu Yu and bowed slowly.

He immediately invited him to a palm wood house.

This wooden house should be the most luxurious one in the entire camp.

It is not large.

The light is very dim.

The musty smell is particularly strong.

It is damp, cramped, and dark.

All kinds of stone weapons, dried animal skins, and human skulls can be seen everywhere.

There is a square wooden bamboo stool in the center of the house.

The pattern is very beautiful.

To the left of the bamboo stool is a wooden bed covered with thatch.

On the bed hangs the skull of an unknown animal.

The horns are very long.

It is threatening.

It looks scary.

It should be something like spoils of war.

The furnishings in front of me are mostly ordinary items.

Nothing much to say.

Even if you are not here, you can see it.

Because many primitive tribes have the habit of collecting spoils of war.

Some more bizarre tribes even collect the excrement of women and children of their own tribe to make special building materials...

However.

Among the many displays.

There is one thing that is very different.

As soon as I entered the door.

It attracted Lu Yu's attention...

Chapter 412 The gift of the old natives! Pictographic communication! (Please subscribe

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The stone statue in front of me is almost the same as the one on the island.

Whether it is the facial features or the expression, they are very similar.

Big nose, long ears, wide face.

There is almost no difference.

The only difference is that it is a little small.

Compared with those tall long-eared stone statues, it is definitely a miniature version.

As soon as he entered the room, Lu Yu's eyes were attracted by the stone statue.

He stared at it for a long time before lowering his voice and saying to the audience:

"Brothers."

"Did you see the stone statue?"

"Does it look familiar?"

After a moment of silence, Lu Yu continued:

"There must be some connection here. I have said before that this group of natives living in seclusion on the island are probably the descendants of the Oridians. Now it seems that this conclusion is not groundless..."

"Many years ago, the Oridian civilization suffered a large-scale barbaric invasion."

"Where did those tribesmen who survived the war go?"

"They left their hometowns, crossed the ocean, and stayed here for thousands of years?"

That was all.

Lu Yu shook his head and did not continue.

He decisively ended the topic.

After a tour of the wooden house, the old native respectfully asked Lu Yu to sit down.