Zhao Zitong frowned and looked at Liu Fatzi's performance, and teased: "You talk to them, but they don't understand, don't you feel bored?" ”

Liu Fatzi said "eh", and was about to quarrel with Zhao Zitong, but was quickly stopped by me.

Yang Qing walked over at this time and asked me in a low voice, "Fifth brother, I want to try to communicate with the people they have here, I want to know more." ”

I reluctantly said, "But the language is not at all, and there is no way to communicate." ”

Yang Qing said: "If they use the ancient Shu script, I think maybe we can communicate with them in writing." ”

My eyes lit up and I felt that this was indeed the way to go. However, with Yang Qing's age and her experience, I am afraid that my knowledge of ancient Shu characters is also very limited, and it is really difficult to predict whether it can be really practical.

Anyway, it's always right to give it a try, what if you can?

Yang Qing was very happy to see that I nodded, and saw that the others did not express any objections, so she said "thank you" to us, hurriedly picked up a piece of wood from the ground, wrote a string of words vigorously, and beckoned the young men to come and see.

Those people were a little reluctant at first, but when they saw the words on the ground, they were all stunned, and then they looked at Yang Qing's eyes changed.

A person spoke excitedly, but after seeing Yang Qing write a few words again, he nodded busily, and also answered in words on the ground, and then turned around and ran back to the village.

Liu Fatzi leaned over to look at the words on the ground suspiciously, and asked Yang Qing, "What are you writing?" It's like a ghost, I can't read a word. ”

Yang Qing pointed to the words on the ground and explained: "I said that I was going to talk to their leaders, and I also said that I couldn't understand their words, but I could understand their words." The man who had just left said that he had gone to the leader. ”

Liu Fatzi gave a thumbs up and praised: "Cow." At the critical moment, it depends on our Yang Xiaomei, who is much more useful than some people who like to talk about it. ”

Zhao Zitong sneered and said, "Isn't it? When I was looking for the dragon point, I always thought that it would be too bad to be like the person who likes to talk about it. But sometimes, 'no, that grandson is too annoying.' ”

Liu Fatzi wanted to refute, but found that he had accidentally set himself up, so he could only "hum" and turn his head to sulk.

Listening to the two of them arguing, I was one head and two big, and I didn't bother to say anything at this time, so I walked next to Yang Qing and looked down at the words she wrote on the ground.

In fact, the ancient Shu script does not seem to be particularly difficult, it is said that it was formed from the time of the king of silkworm cong to the period of the king of Yuyu, and the latter one developed.

That period belonged to the ancient period, and the ancient Shu script was longer than the idea of oracle bone inscriptions. Somewhat similarly, the ancient Shu script also looks like stick figures. For example, cats, dogs, fish and insects, the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers and other words, even a layman like me can see a rough idea.

The simplest is the noun, followed by the verb, the most difficult to understand is the particle, and even I suspect that there is no auxiliary word in the ancient Shu text.

As for the subject, predicate, object, etc., it is even more difficult to distinguish.

We waited at the entrance of the village for a long time, and the man who had returned to the village ran back again, nodded to us very politely, and asked the village with a gesture to let us go in with him.

Led by the man, we walked through half the village, attracting a myriad of puzzled glances, as if wondering why we had run back again.

We walked through half of the village until we reached the river that separated the village in half, and after a short walk along the river, we came across a wooden bridge.

In this position, looking at the surrounding scenery, I suddenly felt a little relaxed, and even the pain on my body was reduced a lot.

It's been a long time since I've seen a leisurely dragonfly wandering among the grass by the river, I've never seen the rippling water clear enough to see the veins of the aquatic plants under the water, I've not heard the sound of the grass and trees when the breeze blows, I haven't felt this peace, comfort and serenity for a long time......

I guess that the Peach Blossom Spring written by Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty is nothing more than that, right?

After crossing the bridge, we came to the other half of the village.

The number of young and strong men in this half of the village seems to be much smaller, while the number of women and children is very large.

Our presence attracted a lot of attention, whether it was a gray-haired old man or a childish child, they all smiled at us in a friendly manner.

Liu Fatzi said: "See, fifth brother, I'm quite popular." ”

I smiled, didn't say anything, and led the group to follow the man further into the village.

After passing through this half of the village, we passed through a verdant rice field and saw a cluster of stone temples in the distance.

At the entrance of one of the stone temples, the gray-haired hunchbacked old man was looking at us on crutches and beckoning to us with a smile.

The man leading the way gestured respectfully to us, then stepped aside, not looking ready to go with us.

I thanked the man for his polite bow, and he scratched his head, and after a moment of doubt, seemed to guess what I meant, and smiled at me.

Actually, I don't understand why the old man arranged to meet us in this place.

The temple mentioned here is different from the temple in our usual understanding.

Originally, the word temple was composed of a Cantonese character and a dynasty character.

The court refers to the court, which is the imperial court and the place where power is concentrated.

And the temple refers to the temple, which is a place to worship ancestors in ancient times.

In ancient times, temples were not built by ordinary people, and there were strict hierarchical restrictions, and like the yellow intestine inscription, the maximum size allowed was different according to the level of power of the deceased.

"Therefore, there are also seven temples of the Son of Heaven, five temples of Qing, three temples of doctors, and one temple of scholars".

There are seven temples behind the old man, which are not scattered, but concentrated to form a complex of buildings, which looks very large.

From this point of view, it should be the Temple of the Son of Heaven.

However, in addition to the temples that worship the ancestors, there are also temples that worship the gods, such as the Temple of Literature, such as the Temple of Martial Arts, such as the Land Temple, such as the Mountain Temple, etc.

He asked us to meet in this place, what did he want to talk about?

In fact, for them who have been isolated from the world for a long time, what they should want to know most is what stage the outside world has developed, right?

Because there are so many of us, it seems very rude to rush through them so rashly, and besides, I have noticed that there seem to be many people hidden in the tall weeds.

"Yang Qing, let's go over, and the others will wait here."

As I spoke, ignoring the opposition of the others, I took Yang Qing to the front of the white-haired old man and bowed to him.

The old man did not return the salute, but nodded, turned and left, raised his legs over a threshold, and entered a stone temple.