Chapter Seventy-Six: Hold the Altar

Lin Huo saw that Wang Lang was a little absent-minded and asked, "Lang, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Oh! Not much, you continue. Wang Lang came back to his senses and said.

Lin Huohu glanced at Wang Lang suspiciously, and then said with some excitement: "Do you know, that guy in the dark clouds has created something called words, which can draw our language in patterns, and they all painted their names on the house. ”

"How can words be drawn." Kong Yi said in disbelief.

"It's really drawn, you see it's my name." Lin Huo said and took down a small wooden sign hanging on his wrist and let everyone look at it.

Kong Yi and the others looked at the strange patterns on the wooden signs, and always felt that these patterns were very familiar, but they couldn't say what the words were.

Wang Lang glanced at the words on the wooden card, the corners of his mouth curled, and said secretly: "That kid in the dark clouds is doing a good job, although this kind of hieroglyphs is more troublesome to write, but it can make people understand what it means at a glance, and it is easier for this person to understand, and when enough words are created, is it time to consider getting some paper out." ”

"Is that your name?" Kong Yi asked, pointing to the pattern on the wooden sign.

Lin Huo smiled: "Of course it's my name, you see, these two trees are forests, this is fire, these two are forest fires, isn't it magical!" ”

After listening to Lin Huo's explanation, Kong Yi and the others suddenly became enlightened, and they were amazed when they looked at the words drawn with a knife on the wooden card.

"The bark also has a name in this script?" A woman asked.

The bark on the side, hearing this, shook his wrist proudly and said, "Of course, the dark clouds have created many words, and each of us has our own written names except for the leader. ”

Hearing that they also had this thing, people became excited, subconsciously ignoring Wang Lang, who was extremely confused on the side, and pulled the bark to ask their names.

Suddenly surrounded by so many people, under a burst of pushing and shouting, the bark can be described as miserable, and shouted loudly: "Don't push, if you push again, you will be killed, oops!" Who kicked me. ”

After the bark was freed from the clutches of the people, he exhaled a long breath, just now these people gave him a feeling that was more terrifying than the beast, and he didn't even know who kicked himself a few times in the chaos, the bark was very suspicious that it was Kong Yi who kicked it, and glared at Kong Yi angrily.

Seeing the bark staring at him, he was a little weak-hearted, and hurriedly said: "Look at what I'm doing, why don't you hurry up and let everyone see your name." ”

Bark looked at Kong Yi and sneered, endured this breath, opened a animal skin bag on the ground, and poured out a few small wooden signs.

"This piece of wood has your names on it, find it for yourself!" After saying that, he stepped aside and ignored these people.

People picked up the wooden sign on the ground and looked at it, although the text on the wooden sign said that they had never seen it, but this did not prevent people from finding their own one.

People have already seen the word Lin, the three women are all surnamed Lin, and the remaining two wooden plaques are naturally Kong Yi Kong two.

The two put the wooden cards together and looked at them, although the strange pattern in front of them, although they didn't see any connection with the pronunciation of Kong, but the one horizontal in the back, the two horizontal they could still count clearly.

People are excited to hold their own wooden signs and hang them around their necks.

At this time, Kong Er suddenly said: "We all have this thing, why doesn't the leader have it?" ”

Wang Lang was also curious about this question, and looked at Lin Huo to hear his explanation.

Lin Huo looked at Wang Lang embarrassedly and said, "That guy in the dark cloud said that he is not qualified to create the name of the patriarch, and you need to create it yourself." ”

Wang Lang was a little speechless when he heard this, he was afraid of trouble so he handed over this job to Wuyun, and now he is pushing this matter to himself.

sighed helplessly, and said: "Isn't it just a name, what qualifications are not qualified, this guy Wuyun is really stubborn." ”

But after finishing speaking, Wang Lang saw people looking at him with very serious expressions, and Wang Lang was startled by this scene, and said secretly: "What is the situation with this Nima, who wants to murder me if he doesn't agree with him?" ”

"Lang, you're not right!" Huo said solemnly.

Wang Lang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't mean to harm himself, but Lin Huo's words made him a little confused, and asked suspiciously, "Did I say anything?" ”

"The clouds are right, your name is not something he can create, and no one but yourself has the qualifications to do so." Lin Huo said solemnly.

"Yes, the patriarch is second only to the gods in our opinion, and if there is no patriarch, we would still be monkeys in the forest!" Bark also said excitedly.

People were very much in favor of the bark's words, and even Kong Yi didn't bother with the bark this time.

Wang Lang was silent, he didn't expect that he was often a god stick, and he was really praised by some people on the altar, although it is a gratifying thing to be respected by everyone, but this kind of blind personality worship Wang Lang doesn't know whether it is good or bad.

I don't have any desires at the moment, but with the increase in population and the growth of the tribe, if I have a desire for this kind of right in the future, it is okay when I am young, but what if I do something ridiculous when I am old and dizzy, if there is no restriction on rights, it will harm others and myself.

Although he knew the drawbacks, Wang Lang didn't know how to get himself off the altar, and if he wanted the tribe to continue to develop, he couldn't stop himself.

Wang Lang sighed and said, "Okay, you're right! I'll get my name myself! ”

Hearing Wang Lang say this, the solemn atmosphere was suddenly swept away.

"With the wisdom of the patriarch, it must not be difficult to create a few patterns, and the guy in the dark clouds is said to have received the guidance of the patriarch." Bark said earnestly.

When they heard the news, people had such expressions on their faces.

Wang Lang's people are a little cheeky and a little hot-skinned when they talk about these serious sycophants, he used to be just a poor student in a second-rate university, when was he so complimented, but in the eyes of these people, he almost became a man of God who was about to rise to the sun and become holy, which made him feel that the burden on his shoulders became very heavy.

Seeing people waiting for themselves to create words, Wang Lang was very painful, he really thought he was a god? Is hieroglyphs so easy to come up with?

In desperation, Wang Lang had no choice but to pick up the branch and write the word "Wang Lang" in simplified Chinese characters on the ground.

Although people can't understand these two horizontal and vertical square words, they still think they are very mysterious and beautiful, and they admire Wang Lang's wisdom even more.