My name is Long Shu, female, formerly from the Yumi tribe, a month ago, I knew my age, it turned out, I was already twenty-eight years old.

When I was a child, I don't remember anything at all, how I grew up, I don't remember either, I only occasionally remember some things that have happened in recent years, and the further I go, the more vague it becomes, everyone in the clan is like this, and I don't think there is anything strange.

All along, the life of our tribe has never changed, hunting at sunrise, returning at sunset, and not communicating much with the surrounding tribes, except for the exchange of goods. Only during that time were we able to look at the people of the other tribes, because the chiefs did not allow us to go out casually.

Although I don't remember how I grew up, and I don't remember a lot of things that happened, I just followed my instincts and habits and passed year by year, but since last year, our lives have gradually changed, and I can still remember what happened last year vividly!

This matter starts with a caravan coming to our tribe%no%wrong%3......

Speaking of caravans, in my limited memory, there is only one of the Arc Plus tribes, whenever the plains are full of flowers, and when the leaves are yellow, the eastern Arc tribes will bring their stone tools to the vicinity, at that time, the chiefs will take us to exchange with animal skins, these weapons are very precious, because the hunting in the next year depends on them, although we also make our own weapons, but no Arc plus people do a good job.

This strange caravan had come with flying snowflakes, and when it came, it passed near our settlement, and we had nothing to do. I ran out to look, and then I saw the man—the man who often led caravans of the Arcga tribe.

Listen to the chieftain, he is the son of the chief of the arcga. I could tell from the chief's tone that she actually looked down on him, and that she had preferred to exchange arms with his men rather than meet him directly whenever she exchanged weapons. I don't quite understand this, but I don't think it should be this way, but I won't argue with the chief.

There seemed to be a few other people around the man. After that, the wind and snow became heavier, and I couldn't see it clearly, only dimly I could see a long line of many figures. Pulling a large number of strange things to pass by.

A few days later, in the evening, the man came to the tribe with a man and a woman, and the other man was very young. Looks weird. It's the same as a cat, but it's not scary, but the animals around him are scary, and when he yawns, he scares us all in the burrows, and we don't dare to go out.

The chief's daughter, who was the most daring, ran out to listen to the conversation between her mother and the three, and came back to us. But none of us understood, waiting until the evening. As everyone excitedly gathered around the thing called "fire" and ate the fragrant barbecue, they realized that they had come to exchange things, and they said that if the chief was interested, they could go to their camp and have a look.

I glanced at the chieftain, and felt that with the chief's temper, he would not agree, and who knows, the next day she went with the goods, and brought back a lot of fresh things......

During that time, the south was very lively, and it was also the happiest time for us, because the chief often went out to the camp, supposedly to study, and then she allowed us to go with it, and after we came to the camp, we heard for the first time that this caravan came from the Canglong tribe in the middle of the plain, a mysterious and powerful tribe that suddenly appeared on the plain......

Time passed quickly, the caravan was going back, we were very reluctant, we learned a lot during this time, learned a lot of things, learned to eat cooked food, learned to count, and met new friends...... Then the man said to us, "If you like our goods, you can go to the middle of the plains and find the Canglong tribe, where there are warmer clothes, better weapons, and more products...... That's the best tribe I've ever seen, and we're always welcome to come and exchange. ”…

Since that time, I have had a trace of longing for the Canglong tribe, and I have always wanted to see what kind of tribe can make the son of the chief of the big clan arc so admired......

After the snow melted, for a certain period of time, my spirit was in a trance, this kind of thing used to happen, I didn't think much about it, like sleepwalking every day, I don't know how long it took, some memories gradually surfaced in my mind, in these chaotic fragments mixed with a name - Canglong tribe, I suddenly realized that this was a very important memory, so I firmly grasped it, during that time, I often recalled according to this name, and one day, when I finally remembered all this, I heard the chief announce, She's going to stay in the Canglong tribe for a few days......

After a few days, the chief came back, and brought six or seven people, all of whom were from the Canglong tribe, and after they came, they began to teach us the language and hunting techniques of the Canglong tribe, and the chief's daughter was the best in hunting techniques, and I was the best in the language, and soon, I was able to imitate the font of the Canglong translator, writing on green paper, all crooked at first, and after a month, I became somewhat proficient.

The interpreter praised me in the presence of the chief, and the chieftain listened, understood what the interpreter meant, took out a thing, and gave it to me.

I looked, "Dragon Language" ...... I recognize both of these words, and when I opened them, I was shocked! That's a lot of words!

The translator smiled and said to me, my current language skills have not yet been introduced, this book was written by Chief Pian Pian himself, and learning this is the real introduction......

The chief's daughter also came to see it, and laughed at once, saying that if I could recognize all the words in it within a month, she would be my subordinate for a day.

The surrounding tribesmen also began to shout and coax.

I looked at her and gritted my teeth, although she is the chief's daughter, but she is very good to us, but she will often laugh at us for being cowardly, useless, she is not bad, but wants to stimulate us, but we are not actually timid, just not as big as her, this time, I finally found that I was better than her in learning the language, in order not to be looked down upon by her, I could only accept it, if it succeeded, the chief's daughter let herself send it for a day, how majestic!

So, I said yes.

It's busy. All the tribes of the south moved to a larger tribe in the middle and lived together, collectively known as the Southern Woods.

And me. Except for the usual hunting, the rest of the time is spent learning the words in the book "Dragon Language". I already knew a few of them, and most of them didn't, so I often took the book and pointed to the new words to ask the translator.

She told me that it was useless for me to memorize like this, and that Chief Pian Pian often said, "Apply what you have learned." So I have to learn and use it at the same time.

I asked how to use it, and she thought about it for a moment and said. You write an essay and use all these words.

Again, I asked what an article was.

She said that this is something in the system, and the articles written can be seen directly by the chief, and I don't have a system. It can't be seen. You can only write it on paper and read it yourself.

At that time, I didn't know that since then, my long and fulfilling life has begun......

Soon, the appointed date arrived, and in the presence of the chief's daughter, the translator tested me, and the results were. I won.

The chief's daughter said with a smile, it's amazing. The date is up to you, and what you want to do, you can say it.

Then I said, I want to write stories, but I don't think I have enough stories and memories in my head, and I often can't write things when I'm writing articles, so I want more special stories.

She agreed, and one day, she found a lot of special people, heard a lot of special stories, and came back and told them to me. I remember that there was a story of a blind man.........

A few months later, I became a teacher in the southern forest area of the Canglong tribe, teaching children to learn languages.

One day, I came to school and saw a woman.

The woman was wearing black beast clothes and trousers, her skin was fair, her long hair was black and shiny, and at first glance, I was attracted by those deep black eyes, which seemed to contain another world, and people could not see the real ...... At that time, I automatically ignored her appearance, and when I paid attention, I realized that the woman's facial features were extremely exquisite, and I couldn't say what was good-looking, but I just felt that with such a pair of eyes, that face should be like this, if it weren't for her eyes that could attract all people's attention, I'm afraid no one would ignore it.

For some reason, I didn't meet her, but at first glance I knew that she was our new chief, Chief Pian.

When I first became a teacher, I heard a lot about her, from the basin to the station, almost all the major things. I love listening to my seniors because I always learn something new, and I envy them for remembering so many things, so why don't I have so many memories? Is my life so broken?

One of the seniors, who is said to have followed the chief from the beginning and was very respected among his peers, proudly said to me, "The qiē of Canglong was brought by the chief, and the chief said that we are creating history together......

Create a history together...... At that time, I was blown away by this sentence!

The meaning of history, I understand, there is an explanation in "Dragon Language", which refers to past experiences and facts, and after reading it at that time, I was a little sad, I felt that I had no memory, and there was no history...... That's why I look for stories everywhere and write them, trying to make them my own memories and add to my own history.

Now I know that history can create zào...... In other words, are we living in history now? So what I'm experiencing now will become history? …… Suddenly, I had an urge to write down all the truth I saw, not to let everyone forget it, not to be like me, after a while, I can't remember anything......

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"What surname do you want?" Chief Pianpian looked at me and asked with a smile.

"I ......" I was a little nervous, the district chief said a few days ago that it was possible that in a few days the chief would come to give everyone a name and let everyone come to the school to gather, I was also thinking about what kind of name I wanted to take, but I couldn't decide......

"So what do you want to do, I heard that you are already a teacher, so what do you want to do the most? Or what do you like? ”

I was amazed that the chief knew my profession!

"I ...... I love writing stories, I ...... I want to record history......" I whispered, but my face turned red and I didn't feel confident.

"Heh~ I wanted to be a historian...... "Historian? I looked up at her suspiciously, and saw that the chief's expression was a little dazed, as if he was remembering something......

But immediately she came back to me, looked at me, and said, "It's a good ideal, but you still have to work hard...... Sometimes, the truth you see is not the real truth, so you have to learn to discern that writing history is different from writing stories...... You keep practicing, I'll come to you later, and I hope that when the time comes, you'll remember your ideals......"

I was a little excited, and I understood what the chief meant, and nodded firmly.

The chief smiled and said: "Well, in order to urge you, I will take the word 'dragon' in 'Canglong' as your surname, named 'Shu', I hope that in the future, you can use your pen to write the truth of Canglong." ”

"Yes!" I replied excitedly.

On this day, the first historian in the history of Canglong was born.

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Later, I spent my first Spring Festival in Canglong......

Then I went through a big ritual......

Then I learned the truth about why I forgot my memories...... However, this is not important, because I have already recorded all these things in the past, and in the future, I will also record them, I can see the history of Canglong, and I also have my history......

I walked on the grassland and looked at more than 10,000 busy clansmen, they were sweating, they were creating a miracle...... I remembered what the chief said a few days ago when he suddenly appeared in front of me: "Dragon Book, are you ready to witness history?" ”。 ……

Starting today, I will witness the history of Canglong from another angle! (To be continued......)

171. The Book of Dragons self-described.

171. The Book of Dragons' Statement: