Jun Qianqian looked at Yue Ling, thinking of Xiaoduo who stayed in the tribe to see wood, and she sighed deeply, even if there is no visitor like her, there will never be a shortage of pioneers who want to open up in an era.

"But you don't have to worry about this, you two have to follow me to be literate, Tianyin, if you have no opinion, come to work on the Purple Flower Altar, there is a lot of paperwork on the altar, Yue Ling wants to be a doctor, and he can't be illiterate with a big word."

Merging the many tribes of the two tribes, the matter of literacy must be gradually promoted, and she planned to teach Lily of the Valley on the side of the Blue Grass Tribe, but she didn't know if Lily of the Valley's voice could be recovered, and she might have to choose another Blue Grass Tribesman to come out.

The people of the river valley are not qualified to read and write now, but they have taught Tianyin, and this matter can be thrown directly to him in the future.

"Learn to write with you?"

Tianyin looked at Jun Qianqian in surprise, he thought that she would only give him some chores, and let him stay on the sacrificial platform just to monitor nearby.

But I didn't think that Jun Qianqian wanted to teach them words, is this what he means to reuse him next?

"Even if you are defeated, there is no such thing as letting a priest sweep the streets, what a waste."

The priests of the tribes were strategic talents, and they were sent to do chores, which was simply tyrannical.

"I see."

Tianyin nodded solemnly, he would definitely learn what Jun Qianqian asked for as soon as possible.

"I'm optimistic about you, Tianyin, you continue to recuperate for a while, anyway, you still have a classmate, and now you are bedridden, Yue Ling, I have been sorting out the "Purple Flower Pharmacopoeia" recently, if you are interested, you can come to help."

Tianyin and Lily of the Valley are both in a state of residual blood, and Jun Qianqian suddenly felt that the physical fitness of her group of students was really worrying.

After talking about the long-term arrangements in the future, the two of them came to Jun Qianqian's other purpose, but they didn't have time to say.

"The priestly lineage of the valley tribe is divided into three parts, the crystal ball, the compass and the skin scroll."

The description of Tianyin is clear, even if their inheritance is more than that of other tribes, over the centuries, the sacrificial altar has studied all the places that can be studied.

"The crystal ball chooses the priest, the compass foreshadows the future, and the skin scroll records the words."

Jun Qianqian's heart was clear, she guessed that the river valley tribe had the use of words, and it was not what she expected.

"There are a lot of abstract words in your name, is it because of the animal skin scroll?"

With Tianyin's narration, Jun Qianqian also took out these three items and put them on the table.

"Yes."

Tianyin nodded, and when Jun Qianqian fiddled with these holy objects, there was a little bump from time to time, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he saw it.

"Can you read the words in the skin scroll?"

Jun Qianqian opened it casually, and accidentally crumpled the edge of a page of the animal skin scroll.

"No, it's just that we've been named like this for generations, and we can correspond some words to the symbols on the skin scrolls."

The river valley tribe also has people called Goudan or Erya, but Jun Qianqian didn't come into contact with it, so he thought that the name of the whole tribe was very literary.

In fact, only people of relatively high status can use the characters in the animal skin scroll to name names.

"I see, I thought you could explain the story from the perspective of inheritance."

Jun Qianqian was a little disappointed, she had already read the contents of the animal skin scroll.

This thing is more like a fable storybook, recording some strange birds and beasts, a bit like the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" in her previous life, she asked Luo Ze, and none of the animals recorded in it appeared in reality.

"Can you read it?"

Tianyin noticed Jun Qianqian's eyes, and she swept evenly over the lines of text, making him ask in disbelief.

"That's right, we also have this kind of animal skin scroll in our tribe, and I found it from the priest's table of the Qingzhu tribe."

The fact that Jun Qianqian could read the animal skin scroll must have surprised Tianyin, but she pretended to be casual and replied that she didn't want to expose the existence of the underground palace to the eyes of the people on this side of the territory.

It is best to keep the existence of the dungeon secret for a long time, so that the Baiyan tribe will not turn against Zihua so quickly.

"What's written in there?"

Tianyin's voice trembled slightly, he had been holding the animal skin scroll for more than twenty years, always hoping to get more clues from it, but he didn't expect Jun Qianqian to be able to read the content above!

"There's nothing written on it, just some stories of exotic beasts, what do you want to ask?"

Seeing that Tianyin's expression was different, Jun Qianqian also became serious, she reached out and opened the animal skin scroll, if Tianyin asked something, she could help him look inside again.

"Is there a record on the skin scroll when the people who the tribe of the valley are waiting for will appear?"

Amane asked.

When will the people they have been waiting for for generations appear, and now that the valley tribes have been destroyed, is everything they have been waiting for have come to naught?

"You're waiting for someone?"

Jun Qianqian sighed in her heart, she thought of Gadot, wouldn't it be her who was waiting for the River Valley tribe.

"There is indeed such a lineage、"

Tianyin told Jun Qianqian the legend of the great general, and it was strange to say that there was no record of this inheritance, and he did not find the corresponding word on the animal skin scroll.

As if it were just a joke passed down by word of mouth, the people believed it and could not find any evidence.

"There is still such a story."

Jun Qianqian heard Tianyin say the word "king", and her heart was almost certain.

In this era, there was no decent slave/subordinate system, let alone a feudal/establishment system, and the concept of a king was not clear, and in the past, the people of the valley believed that this person existed as the patriarch's superior.

No wonder the Hongyu patriarch is so repulsive to this inheritance, but fortunately he doesn't admit this legend, otherwise the battle between Purple Flower and the River Valley, wouldn't it be a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and his own family fought his own family?

Tianyin has decided to serve the Purple Flower Altar, and he will gradually let go of all kinds of things in the past, but only this incident makes him feel worried in his heart, and the inheritance is broken in his hands, which makes him a little depressed.

Jun Qianqian, on the other hand, let out a long sigh and leaned back on the back of her chair.

"That, what I'm going to say next, don't be afraid when you hear it."

Jun Qianqian was speechless.

"How?"

Tianyin didn't know why she had this expression, did she think their story was not credible?

"Do you know my name?"

Jun Qianqian lowered her head and looked at Tianyin.

"Yes."

Although she didn't tell him in person, Tianyin still knew her name from her brother, and he didn't know what she was going to say or what it had to do with the name, so he just looked at her quietly.

"The word Qianqian is part of my name, I also have a surname, my full name is Jun Qianqian, Jun is the king of kings."