I heard that Ling Fei wanted that kind of hard yellow fruit, that is, corn, and it could be exchanged for meat, and the people who had stored a lot of corn at home were very happy, after all, there was nothing to come, except for a very small number of people who left a little preparation for future needs, everyone else happily took it out, Long Zhan and Long Hua organized the replacement of meat and corn, and Ling Fei wrote for Rui and the old priest in the courtyard of his house. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

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Ling Fei was the first to write about Long Zhan, because she felt that the name of Long Zhan was very atmospheric, and it was very comfortable to write, so she wrote two big words Long Zhan on the ground with a branch, and after writing it, she looked at it carefully, and then nodded with satisfaction, yes, although she hadn't written for a long time, she still didn't regress.

"This is the name of Long Zhan, so simple" The old priest and Rui carefully studied the two words for a long time, their faces were shocked, and after seeing Ling Fei nodding very affirmatively, the two of them were silent.

When I was with Uncle Rui, Ling Fei was also in contact with the writing of this era, similar to hieroglyphs, much less than hieroglyphs, the sun, moon, flowers and plants are all simple shapes, the most commonly recorded is the number of prey, the prey is represented by characteristics, for example, the triangular beast is represented by three horns, and the number is recorded with the notches engraved on the wood, and generally the grain of each family is not very much, so there will be no situation that can't be remembered, because the number of words is very limited, so everyone's name is just a title, Most people don't know how to express their names in words, but there is a big improvement here that there is a vague appearance of surnames, I don't know if it is because of blood inheritance or for easy identification;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Hot

Long Zhan had learned from Ling Fei when he was with Ling Fei before, so he was very familiar with these two words, and he also picked up a branch and wrote his and Ling Fei's names on the side.

The old priest studied for a long time and didn't understand why these two words were called dragon battles, and after a long time, Rui asked Ling Fei to write down his name, and Ling Fei wrote the word "Rui" and said to the two of them: "In fact, there are many words with the same sound as Uncle Rui, this Rui means wise, smart, far-sighted, and very appropriate to Uncle Rui." ”

"Then how do you write Ouyang" Hearing Ling Fei's explanation, the old priest couldn't help but ask, reluctantly turning his gaze from the words on the ground to Ling Fei's face, his eagerness overflowing.

I have known each other for many days, Ling Fei This is the first time I have heard of the name of the old priest, and I took a look, when many people are single words as names, the old priest is still a double surname, sure enough, it is the old priest, the name is much more powerful than others, Ling Fei secretly said in his heart, his subordinates kept moving, and in the blink of an eye, the name of the old priest appeared next to Rui's name.

"This is my name" the old priest muttered, his hand tightly grasping the edge of the wooden couch, eager to imprint the two words on the ground into his eyes and mind, that fanatical look made Ling Fei feel a little hairy, and unconsciously leaned towards Long Zhan's side.

In the end, I just got to know the old priest better, and I deliberately found a long wooden stick for him, the old priest grabbed the wooden stick and wrote it on the ground seriously, a little crooked, and wrote it again, he wrote it three times before it was barely neat, at this time Ling Fei found that his eyes were a little moist, and the hand holding the wooden stick was also a little trembling, and he didn't have the usual momentum at all, Ling Fei said that he was very unaccustomed to it, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Ling Fei, can you write all the words" The old priest turned his head to stare at Ling Fei, and Ling Fei only nodded when he looked at him like this, but he still added: "If it is particularly obscure, it may be a little difficult, but the rule is that the dead are alive, and they can also be replaced by others." ”

"Good, good, it's wonderful" The old priest used three "good" words in a row to express the joy and excitement in his heart.

"It's good to have words, everything that happens to us can be recorded, and after many years, future generations can clearly know what happened to us at this time, and all the things we make can be passed down through words." Rui explained, he was also excited, but he didn't forget to ask: "Ling Fei, can you teach us these words, how difficult is it, we also want to learn." ”

The same is the sacrifice, Rui knows the thoughts of the old sacrifice, there are countless tribes of all sizes on this continent, no one can say the time of the zài, the history of the tribe depends on the word of mouth of the sacrifices of all generations, if there is a battle or the invasion of wild beasts, the sacrifice is killed, then from now on the people of the tribe may not be aware of the ancestors at all, and this kind of thing is still extremely common, Even if the sacrificial priest can live unharmed enough to tell the next priest everything he knows, it is possible that some things that have been passed down due to forgetting or memory deviations are very untrue, which is something that has plagued the previous sacrifices, but now with words, it is immediately much simpler, they can record things, no matter how many years have passed, future generations will see the real world they have recorded, and more importantly, they now have so many precious things, For example, houses, such as weapons, as long as they are recorded, then no matter what happens in the future, what they leave behind can also benefit future generations, which is the most meaningful thing.

After all, Ling Fei had lived in an information-advanced society for nearly thirty years in her previous life, and she had only been here for less than a year, and sometimes her thinking changed very slowly, she thought that it was a matter of course to have words, and she understood the deeper meaning of this through Rui's explanation.

It is no exaggeration to say that words are the crystallization of human civilization, whether it is hieroglyphs or oracle bone inscriptions, it is because of the various hard work of the ancestors in exchange for the convenience of thousands of years later, the things carried in it are too heavy, Ling Fei immediately understood why the old priest was so excited just now, if it was her, the reaction would definitely be the same.

"Of course, I can teach anyone who wants to learn, whether it's an adult or a child." Ling Fei replied with a smile, her unbelievable encounter may also be a reciprocal feed, if this is the case, then she has to fight with the spirit of twelve, there is still a long way to go