What Ye Qingyun actually wrote was not the word "fish", but a very simple and easy-to-understand graphic based on the shape of a fish.
At least Ye Qingyun felt that this figure represented fish at a glance.
To put it bluntly, it is a kind of hieroglyphics.
But it is not oracle bone inscriptions, but a pattern that is more primitive and rough than oracle bone inscriptions.
But that doesn't matter.
The important thing is that this pattern can already express the symbolic meaning of "fish".
Let people know what it is at a glance.
And this is a process from scratch.
Ye Qingyun's move undoubtedly opened a door to a new world for Cangjie.
Let his thoughts broaden immediately.
What Cangjie was previously troubled with was how to create a note-taking method that everyone could understand.
After all, although it is simple to tie knots to remember things, it is inconvenient for many things.
Especially when a huge number of things need to be recorded, it is simply impossible to record things using knotted strings.
This is what Cangjie is worried about.
He wanted to create a better way, and he probably had an idea in his mind.
But there's still something missing.
I have never found the right path.
Until Ye Qingyun's instructions, everything in Cangjie's mind immediately became clear and active.
Cangjie was so excited that he jumped up from the ground.
I picked up a branch again and held it in my hand.
"I understand! I understand!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"I finally know what to do!"
Cangjie danced with joy.
Seeing him looking so happy, Ye Qingyun felt a little complicated.
It is extremely common in later generations and almost everyone knows the writing, but its creation is so difficult.
Coming from nothing has always been the most amazing thing in the world.
Just like the birth of this word, it is a process from scratch.
Watch birds, beasts, insects, fish, and watch the paths of the stars.
Only then did words emerge that were passed down from generation to generation.
Ye Qingyun knew that even if he didn't remind Cang Jie at this moment, this guy would understand on his own.
What he did was nothing more than creating for Cangjie
During the writing process, I just received a little help.
But this small help was extremely important to Cangjie.
Cangjie was so excited that he wrote several words on the ground with branches.
"This is the tree."
"It's a bird!"
"And this, it's people!"
Cangjie's face was full of excitement, and his whole person seemed to have entered an indescribable state of madness.
And as he used tree branches as ghostwriters, he continued to write unprecedented words one after another.
The entire world is also undergoing amazing changes.
Rumble!!!
Suddenly, dense thunder gathered in the sky.
It's like a god roaring.
Thunder continued, followed by a heavy rain.
Bloody rainstorm!
Heavy rain like blood poured down from the sky.
The entire space between heaven and earth seemed to be dyed with a bloody curtain.
By the Luoshui River.
Ye Qingyun and Cangjie were both caught in the violent wind and rain.
Cangjie laughed wildly.
Even if the wind is as strong as a knife.
Even if the rain is like an arrow.
His hands never stopped even for a moment.
It seems that everything in the world is imprinted in the form of words.
Ouch! Ouch!!!!
Ho ho ho ho!!!
Ah ah ah ah ah!!!
The sound of ghosts and gods crying suddenly sounded.
Echoing between heaven and earth.
It's chilling.
Ye Qingyun was extremely shocked.
"It is said that Cangjie created the characters. When the characters were completed, blood rained down from the sky and the ghosts and gods cried. This is because the ghosts and gods in heaven and earth no longer have any secrets!"
“It turns out it’s true!”
At this time, on the gloomy sky, a series of ferocious and angry faces emerged.
"Don't reveal the secret!"
"How dare you let the mysteries of heaven and earth fall into the mortal world!"
"Bold mortal! Stop now!"
Countless shouts followed.
There were even more magical powers and spells coming down one after another, trying to kill Cangjie.
"No!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Qingyun suddenly became anxious.
Immediately he shouted to the sky.
Unexpectedly.
The rain of blood suddenly stopped.
The thunder dissipated.
The faces of ghosts and gods were also so frightened that they disappeared in panic.
As for the magical powers and spells that originally attacked Cangjie, they all dissipated invisible.
Cangjie turned his head and glanced at Ye Qingyun, his expression slightly startled.
It seems that I have understood something.
To be continued...