Gongliang looked at the things poured out of the treasure bag, the most numerous of which were thunder vulture eggs.
After counting, there are at least thirty. Is this just a few?
This little guy is getting more and more dishonest now. I don't know how her small body can bear such a heavy weight.
After looking at it, Gongliang took out the storage bag given by the silkworm lady of the Qingmulang tribe from his pocket and said: "Mi Gu, don't put all these messy things in the bag, it will be very heavy. Come on, daddy will give you a new bag.
, see if you can find anything inside."
Not everyone can use the storage bag, you must have spiritual awareness, that is, mental power and induction.
Mi Gu picked up the bag given by Dad, looked inside, and found Tianxiang fruit, so he took it out, "Dad, there are fruits inside."
"Well, let's eat it for you."
When Migu heard what Baba said, she bit into the Tianxiang fruit and ate it. It was sweet and made her feel happy. Baba was the best to her, and she liked Baba the most.
"This bag will be given to you from now on. Things have no weight if placed in it, but if you put living things in it, they will die."
"Hmm," Mi Gu nodded obediently when he heard that the storage bag was so good, and turned it over and over with the storage bag. He didn't know what was different about this bag. It actually weighed nothing.
"Except for these eggs, we don't need those rocks and branches. We just put them inside to take up space."
"Papa, those are all treasures I picked up by chance." Mi Gu said with a serious look on his face, his eyes wide.
Gongliang looked at the messy things and was speechless. He smacked his lips and finally said: "Mi Gu, Yuan Gungun knows treasures best. If you really have treasures, you can ask him to look at them for you."
So Migu shouted: "Gungun, help me take a look at the treasure."
When Yuan Gungun, who was drinking egg liquid, heard her words, he raised his head in the middle of his busy schedule, walked to the pile of rice grains, plucked at it, shook his head and said, "No treasure."
When Migu heard this, he held a black branch and said angrily with a bulging face: "This is the treasure, it will shine."
"It's not a treasure that shines." Yuan Gungun yelled, ignoring her and continuing to drink the egg liquid.
"Look, Gungun said it's not a baby, right? Then daddy will throw it away for you."
"Daddy, this is the treasure I picked up." Hearing daddy about to throw away the things he picked up, the little guy pursed his lips, as if he was about to cry.
Gongliang took a look and said quickly: "There are too many of these things. Dad will put them in your room for you. If you want to pick them up later, you won't have to put them in the storage bag to take up space."
"Yeah," Mi Gu nodded quickly in response when he heard that Daddy wouldn't throw away his treasure.
Gongliang moved the messy things she picked up to the room on the second floor, and then said: "This room is for you to put your treasures. If there are any treasures that are not used often, put them here. Dad will give them to you tomorrow."
Make a shelf and divide these things up, so they will be easier to find in the future."
Yeah, daddy is the best to her.
Mi Gu hugged Dad's neck affectionately and rubbed his face vigorously.
The next day, Gongliang found some wood and made her a simple row of wooden shelves to put things on. She was so happy that the little one was so happy that she even invited her good friends, the twins Shuangzhi, to visit and shared with them how she got the treasure.
Experiences and insights.
Gongliang was speechless and didn't bother to talk about her anymore.
From now on, this house can be regarded as her dollhouse, and she can play with it as much as she wants!
In the next few days, Ju, Damu, Longga and Qilu took turns treating guests to drinks and had a great time. It was considered that they had experienced the unique delicacies of the Dayan tribe.
Seeing them treat guests, other newly promoted tribal elites also rushed to follow suit.
For a time, the newly built house was filled with laughter and laughter every day.
After drinking, Gong Liang was finally free. At this time, he remembered that he wanted to read books about the Great Wilderness, so he left Yuan Gun Gun and Xiao Ji at home while he took Mi Gu to Kai Xiong's house.
When Wei Xiong heard that he wanted to read a book, he took him to the tribe without saying anything.
The two walked through the stone houses among the tribes and came to the stone road leading to the stone steps of the ancestral temple. Wei Xiong pointed to a rough stone house on the left and said: "This stone house is the inheritance place where our tribe specially places books and other things.
, it contains not only our Great Wilderness, but also some records of the Eastern Tu people, and even some things that have been preserved from a long time ago. There are many types, you can go and see them all. Come on, let's go in!"
Walking inside, you are faced with a screen wall with a flame totem carved on it. In front of the wall is a high platform, covered with soft fur, and sitting on it is an old man.
The old man is the elder who manages the place of inheritance.
Sitting with eyes closed, I felt someone coming in. When I suddenly opened my eyes, I saw a flash of light passing by, which made people dare not look directly.
Seeing the person coming, Meng smiled and said: "The little guy Wei Xiong is here. This time he built a cave. Are you planning to compete for the leadership?"
After building the cave, Wei Xiong realized his ignorance and had already given up on running for the tribal leader. When he heard what Meng said, he felt ashamed and said: "Elder, I feel it is better to be a small leader first.
good."
"Little boss? This is a bit contrary to your previous thoughts."
Meng teased a little and said: "But this is good, so as not to be knocked off the stage and lose face when running for leader. What books do you want to read this time?"
"It's not me who wants to see it, it's Gongliang who wants to see it." Wei Xiong pointed at Gongliang and said.
"They are from the ancestral land! They really want to know more about the things in the wilderness." Meng glanced at Gongliang and asked: "Little guy, what do you want to read about?"
"Elder, I want to take a look at Dahuang's products and other things." Gongliang said respectfully.
"Great wilderness products? That's a lot. Come with me!" Meng came down from the high platform and led the two of them inside.
The place of inheritance looks like just a big stone house from the outside, but inside it is spacious and magnificent. Rows of bookshelves are erected in the stone house, with animal skins, animal bones, bamboo slips, paper books, gold, iron, wood and stone and other things on them.
There are all kinds of things, and it is dazzling to see.
On the wall, there are even smaller boxes with various patterns painted on them. I don’t know what they are for.
Meng led them to a corner, pointed to a stack of towering animal skin scrolls inside, and said: "This is the Great Wilderness West Scripture, with eight thousand six hundred volumes; that is the Great Wilderness South Scripture, with thirteen thousand volumes; that is the Great Wilderness South Scripture, with thirteen thousand volumes;
The Great Wilderness Northern Sutra has seven thousand four hundred and fifty volumes; that is the Great Wilderness Eastern Sutra, which has eleven thousand five hundred volumes; that is the Great Wilderness Middle Sutra, which has twenty-eight thousand volumes. Little one, where do you want to read it first?
"
"So many!" Gongliang looked at the piles of animal skin rolls and was dumbfounded.
"How much is this?"
Meng waved his hand disdainfully and said: "These are only the records on my Great Wilderness Continent. Among them are the 28,000 volumes of the Great Wilderness Sea's Internal Canon and the 19,650 volumes of the Overseas Canon. These are also not included.
It’s just that for now, if new tribes or species appear in the future, they will be added, so these scriptures will only become more and more numerous.”
"This is too much. I don't know how long it will take to finish it." Gong Liang looked at the towering animal skin rolls and felt a little dizzy.
"You little guys, you know how to hunt and practice all day long, but when you see something about words, you get dizzy and hesitate to move forward. Only little guy like Wei Xiong is better, you know how to read something with your heart."
Meng gave Gongliang a lesson and said: "There is a kind of jade slip that you don't need to look at. It can be directly imprinted on the soul through induction, which can save you the time of looking at so many animal skin scrolls. But that requires spiritual consciousness. Those of you who have just built
The little guy in Dongtian can’t even see it.”
Is there such a good thing?
Gong Liang was moved and said: "Elder, can I see you?"
"Of course you can. But as we agreed, if your soul is injured and you get a headache or fever, you can't blame me."
"Of course not. I'm not that stupid."
"That's best."
With a reminder, he walked to the box with various flame patterns painted on the wall, small and small. With a finger of his hand, a ray of light poured into one of the rows of flame patterns, and the flame patterns suddenly lit up, like
The snake swam away, and then a small stone box flew out from the wall. Inside was a cylinder-shaped jade slip with impressive aura.