Chapter 146 Painting

Author: Zhuang Shenchen

Chapter 146 Painting

"He! What are you doing? Hurry up! Everyone is waiting for you!"

Aoi urged loudly.

After many years of traveling again, she met and communicated with other tribes. Not to mention the young people in the tribe, even as an earth priest, she felt excited, expectant, and a little uneasy.

He hurriedly hid various "paints" in the folds of his coat and ran towards the tribesmen who were getting ready to go.

"Put this on your back."

The baskets, densely woven with branches and rattan, are filled with heavy grains and wrapped with a thin layer of animal skins.

He carried the basket on her back, and the heavy burden weighed her down so much that she could hardly stand upright.

"Can you carry it?"

He nodded vigorously.

"Do you know why I took you there? There are two children in the Dahe tribe who are about the same age as you. One is named Tian and the other is named Lin. You must have heard about it, right? Mom is getting old. Sooner or later, you will succeed me as the earth priest. This time

When you go to the Dashu Tribe, you need to communicate more with those two children and learn more from them, do you understand?"

As Aoi spoke, she scooped the grains her daughter was carrying into her own basket.

He nodded vigorously again, and then said in a not very sharp voice: "Mom, I... I can carry it, but yours... is too much."

"Good boy, mommy will carry you more, it won't be a problem."

Aoi touched her daughter's long black and silky hair and smiled happily.

When the hunters came back, they also brought back some soap, which was said to be able to wash away dirt and relieve scalp itching. In order to look their best for the ceremony, they specially washed their heads and faces with soap, and the effect was remarkable.

"let's go!"

Miao led the tribe into the white snow, and their heavy footsteps gradually drifted away. After climbing over the mountain, they disappeared completely, leaving only a series of footprints of different depths extending into the distance.

The red pine forest near the Dashu tribe was still majestic and tall. Seeing this red pine forest, Miao breathed a sigh of relief and knew that he was not leading the wrong way.

The Yougu Tribe was the first to arrive at the Big Tree Tribe.

Song Guo entertains guests enthusiastically with delicious food and meat.

Ever since they learned that the heaven-sacrifice ceremony would be held on their own tribe's territory, the members of the Dashu tribe had been eagerly looking forward to this day.

If the tribes were ranked according to their level of interest, the Dahe Tribe who had turned around would be number one, followed by this evil tribe that only lived in stories. No, it should be called the Yougu Tribe now.

Song Guo repeatedly warned the tribesmen to change their words, but there were always some people who couldn't speak their minds and blurted out offensive words, putting everyone in an embarrassing situation.

But most of the time, the atmosphere is harmonious, harmonious and lively.

According to the previous agreement, they were given half of the grain brought by the Yougu tribe. Together with the prey brought back by the hunters, food was available for the cold weather. Until this moment, Song Guo's heart finally settled and his mood

Happy, the smile on his face is even brighter.

After getting along, people discovered that the Yougu tribe was no different from other tribes. Everyone spoke the same language, wore the same clothes, made the same tools, and used the same weapons.

The young people exchanged feelings through archery competitions and quickly became friends.

The children did notice something unusual: the girl named He was a bit aloof and not interested in the topics they talked about. They gave her their beloved wooden and bone toys to play with, but she didn't seem to like them very much and was only focused on them.

Painting on the cave wall.

What a strange guy!

When she first arrived, the children were curious about this peer they had never met before, but now, they don't want to say a word to her.

Not only was He not disappointed, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

She is not cold, but because the children speak too fast, it is difficult for her to understand the meaning accurately, let alone respond fluently, so she can only respond in silence, with a polite but distant smile.

She is afraid of communicating with people, which is what she is least good at, let alone facing a group of strangers?

The more enthusiastic they are, the greater the pressure on her.

Now that their passion was gone, she was alone again, back to her most comfortable state.

He found the chief of the Dashu tribe and asked stumblingly: "I want... to paint on the wall, but... is it okay?"

Pinecone happily agreed.

He remembered this girl, the last time she went to the Yougu tribe, she still served them hot water in a not so friendly atmosphere, which showed that she was a very kind child.

In the casual chat with Miao and Kui, he learned more "inside information".

It turns out that the Yougu tribe has always believed in the earth. Kui is the current earth priest, and He is Kui's daughter and will also be the next earth priest.

Pinecone was greatly surprised and couldn't help but take a second look at He who was concentrating on painting.

Both are quasi-priests, and their ages are almost the same. Tian gives the impression that he is not only full of wisdom, but also good at communication and expression, and is more mature than many adults. In comparison, He Quan is completely like a child who has not grown up.

Immersed in the small world she built with her paintbrush, she seemed unwilling to contact the outside world.

"This kid..." Kui sighed, "He's so willful when he's a guest at someone else's house! He's causing trouble for you."

"How could it be?" Song Guo laughed, "She is drawing a bunny. The drawing is very good, very similar! Much better than when I was a child!"

"What's so powerful about painting? No matter how similar the painting is, the rabbit in the painting won't run out on its own. Alas, if she has half the enthusiasm for painting, how can she not do it? This time she will lead

She came here just to learn from the two children from the Dahe Tribe and see how they become priests."

"Tian and Lin are indeed different. I have never seen children as smart as them..."

While the adults were chatting, He was concentrating on his creation and felt content.

The caves of her own tribe are almost full, but the caves of the Big Tree tribe are completely blank, so she can draw as much as she likes.

…

Lin Yu noticed that the pure friendship between Xiao Xiao and Snake Berry seemed to have deteriorated a bit.

Xiao Xiao was originally inseparable from Zhang Tian, ​​but along the way, his inseparable partner became Snakeberry, and he was overly attentive, asking for help, serving tea and water, showing great care, and secretly holding hands when no one was paying attention.

Much like a series of symptoms caused by a dopamine imbalance.

She was amazed.

Although the spiritual world of primitive people is rich, their emotional life is very monotonous. Everyone spends most of their life with people of the same tribe, and family affection is undoubtedly the most important emotional support.

Friendships are usually very shallow. We only see each other a few times a year. How deep a friendship can be forged? The kind of friendship that feels like old friends at first sight and cherishes each other is a luxury product that most people cannot obtain in their lifetime.

As for the love between men and women, at the tribal meeting, Lin Yu only saw desire. Men and women mate wantonly for the purpose of reproduction, and there is no possibility of any feelings.

But at this moment, she could faintly smell the sour smell of love emanating from boys and girls.

Perhaps such pure and precious feelings can only emerge at an age when one is young and has a budding love for love.

How far will they go?

Lin Yu looked at the backs of the two people with great interest. From then on, she had two more objects to observe.

The road from the Big River Tribe to the Big Tree Tribe is much easier to walk than the canyon to the valley camp. This is a typical hilly terrain with undulating mountains and gentle slopes. The thick snow layer does make the journey difficult.

difficulties, but on the other hand, it also eliminates the nuisance of poisonous insects and beasts, so you can move forward with confidence and boldness.

Despite this, grandma still walked very hard. She suffered from extremely severe rheumatism, and her toes often hurt, not to mention the non-stop walking?

But grandma remained silent, neither asking for help nor willing to slow down her progress.

She endured pain that was unimaginable to ordinary people, and supported herself all the way forward with spiritual strength that ordinary people could not match.

Snake Mother, Gao Shan, Hua Leopard and others were secretly frightened when they saw her. They didn't understand Grandma's physical condition. Seeing that Grandma was walking as fast as flying and her grace was still the same as before, they only thought that she was getting stronger with age, and they couldn't help but admire her deeply.

The majestic and tall red pine forest has long been in sight, but it was not until sunset that everyone actually arrived.

People's noises and laughter can be heard in the distance.

Pine Needle, who was making friends with arrows, was the first to notice the guests. She shouted loudly and led several tribesmen to greet them.

Hearing the cry, everyone in the cave rushed out.

"Grandma!"

Everyone saw the respected and long-lived old man at a glance. It was an unexpected surprise, and they all came forward to extend their sincere greetings.

Grandma was absent from the tribal meeting, but came to the Dashu Tribe to participate in the heaven-sacrifice ceremony. In addition, the chiefs of each tribe were also present. What is Pai Noodles? This is Pai Noodles! As half of the host, Song Guo

The spring breeze was proud, smiling from ear to ear.

He excitedly accompanied the guests into the cave and ordered the women to boil water and cook rice to entertain the distinguished guests.

Hu Tongue, who won the cooking competition, took over the duties of the chef. Lan Hua, Hong Hua and others also joined in, teaching the women cooking skills while cooking.

The men continued to meet their friends with arrows outside the cave, and the pine cones gave up the most comfortable position to their grandmothers. The chiefs of each tribe sat down by the campfire and chatted about everyday things.

There is a lively scene inside and outside the cave.

As soon as they entered the cave, Zhang and Lin noticed the paintings with bright colors and clear lines on the cave wall. The paint was very new, and it was obvious that they had just been painted.

Most of the paintings of primitive people are crude. Even my grandmother, who often painted murals to record important events, could only outline the outline of things with simple lines. Most of the time, they were similar in spirit but not in form. Of course, the people in the tribe could not identify them.
To be continued...