When the world in Qingyu was destroyed twice and rebuilt twice, Ah Heng was already convinced that that world must be false. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoWhether it's destroying or rebuilding, it's too child's play!

If it weren't for the fact that all this happened too magically, if it weren't for the fact that the Qingyu World might contain the answer to the ancient temple, Ah Heng would definitely leave here without hesitation.

Now, in order to be able to leave, Ah Heng had to look at the world in front of him in silence, trying to pretend to be a passerby, doing nothing, just watching quietly.

Day and twilight, wind, frost, rain and snow, day and night and the four seasons are constantly reincarnated, Ah Heng watched the children of the tribe grow up day by day, and saw the stout woman grow old day by day. The old woman in fancy dress had also returned to the stars, and her place had been taken by another woman in fancy dress from the tribe.

The world is still dominated by women, who control the survival and reproduction of their tribes. Men are humble like those polished stone tools, they have no need for themselves, only to be needed. They don't have the right to choose, even if a wooden stick knocks out and is carried away by a woman, they can only accept it.

Ah Heng witnessed all this, but he didn't feel anything unusual, he felt more and more like a real god, no hunger, no sleepiness, some just looked down on all beings. However, the world he overlooked was changing too slowly. No, it should be said that this world has not changed at all. Birth, old age, sickness and death, what is changed is just one face after another, simple reproduction, simple repetition.

The original amazing bonfire dinner had already tasted like chewing wax in Ah Heng's opinion. Generations of tribal people have repeated the lives of their ancestors, and they have not made the slightest progress!

The children of the tribe grow into teenagers, leaving the core territory of the tribe, armed with crude stone weapons, and learning the art of hunting on the brink of life and death. However, the so-called learning, in Ah Heng's view, can be summed up in two sentences: either the tribesmen are chasing the beasts all over the mountain, or the tribesmen are chased by the beasts and running all over the mountain!

Almost every day someone is injured and every month someone dies!

After seeing too much, Ah Heng became numb! Especially after he broke the neck of a ferocious wolf and saved a teenager, but caused the stars to fall, Ah Heng would never do anything more! His strength could not save anyone, it would only destroy this false world!

When Ah Heng spent countless years in the Qingyu world, but had to leave with the destruction of the world, his heart was full of despair. It wasn't until he saw the still unconscious puppet entourage on the platform outside the temple that he realized that the world of green jade was completely different from the world of the ancient temple, and the ten thousand years of spring and autumn in the green jade world were just a moment in the blink of an eye for the ancient temple.

But the passage of time in the Qingyu world is so real, Ah Heng is exhausted, can't the tribe that takes "survival and reproduction" as the only thing, can't it do something more meaningful?

Ah Heng consciously spent 10,000 years watching the same drama over and over again, there was no change in the plot, only the faces on the stage changed.

Ah Heng sometimes feels ridiculous, how can there be such a world and such a tribe?

You must know that in the history of the entire continent, whether it is the gods, orcs, or humans, there is a long and splendid history of civilization. If you trace the legendary ancient period, it is an even more dazzling ancient god race. In the history of civilization on the mainland, there has never been such a period full of ignorance.

Although the tribe in front of them has a humanoid body, how different is their life from that of a beast?

Sometimes Ah Heng really wants to pry open these elm heads and ask them what they are trying to write? In the harvest season, they would rather slaughter all the prey and thank God with a grand celebration than think of keeping the surplus prey in captivity to spend the snowy season!

After all, a continuous winter rain or heavy snow can make the tribesmen starve all over the wilderness. He can't do anything, and there's no need for him to waste time returning to the mainland for a false world.

The most important thing is that in this false blue jade world, all his waits are so real. He had been waiting for countless years, and once this world was destroyed, all his countless years of waiting would be meaningless.

When a person puts in more, the harder it will be for him to give up. At the beginning of this world, Ah Heng could destroy the entire world in an instant because of a mischievous idea, but when he accompanied this world for countless years, he could no longer make the same decision.

Ah Heng didn't know if the exit of the ancient temple would appear in the next moment, he had already been kidnapped by this world!

Ah Heng couldn't remember that this was the first hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, and when he could even recite the family history of a grasshopper on the grassland, he finally lost his patience! Maybe the exit of the ancient temple was not in this green jade world at all.

Ah Heng raised his hand indifferently, he had forgotten to smile, he decided to ruin this world.

Ah Heng's gloomy eyes reflected the setting sun in the west, and this was the last time he looked at the world, tall and short, male and female, tribesmen singing songs of rough mines, carrying the prey they had hunted back to the tribe, and their every tone was as rough as unpolished sandstone.

Ah Heng sighed lightly, it was really a piercing singing, he actually endured such a long time!

"A bunch of fools!" Ah Heng scolded irritably, his gaze fell on the mighty familiar figure, and suddenly put down his palm, it's a pity to be ruined like this! In fact, there are still some changes in this tribe, and their population has already reached tens of thousands of people as many as it was at the beginning. Their territory has expanded from the steppes to the mountains in the west.

But they are still as stupid as ever! What is the difference between a hundred fools and ten thousand?

Ah Heng suddenly understood why the gods were ruthless and unrighteous! Because if the gods of affection and righteousness were not angry with these fools, they would also be exhausted to death.

When night falls, and the whole tribe is asleep. Ah Heng began to walk towards the west. He came to the foot of a mountain, picked two boulders several people high, and then carefully looked at the bright starry sky, uprooted the whole boulder, and carried it on his shoulder.

Ah Heng breathed a long sigh of relief, he didn't hear the voice of that nasty thick man, and he didn't see the meteor shower flying down! The starry sky is still there, the world is still there!

Ah Heng placed two boulders in the most conspicuous place of the tribe, and he stole a sharp stone knife from an open hut.

Ah Heng sighed, what a simple folk custom! Not closing the door at night just fulfilled his hand. Otherwise, if you use your natural ability to sharpen a stone knife, God knows if it will ruin the world that you have been trying so hard to keep.

Ah Heng looked at the towering bluestone, made a slight gesture with the sharp stone knife in his hand, and immediately drew a wild horse on the first bluestone, and then wrote the word "horse" in the continental lingua franca next to the wild horse.

Immediately after that, he drew another bison and wrote the word "cow".

After completing this step, Ah Heng took a few steps back and admired the fruits of his labor, which was not bad, quite satisfied! It was still his usual abstract painting style--simple enough lines to facilitate those fools to learn--Ah Heng quickly found an excuse for his clumsy painting skills.

He immediately continued to carve on the bluestone.

This time, he first drew a circle, pointing with an arrow to the two words "fence". Then, he drew bison, wild horses, hares, wild boars, ....... small animals living happily together in the circle.

Happier than others, however, are the people who live outside the circle (fence), and Ah Heng continues his abstract style by drawing a bunch of small figures at a rapid pace—using circles to represent heads, one line to represent the body, and four forked lines to represent the limbs. Then, with a wave of the stone knife, Ah Heng wrote the word "animal husbandry" in a "flowing stream".

Ah Heng flew like a knife and worked all night. When the sun rose again, Ah Heng threw the stone knife on the ground and immediately left the tribe.

It wasn't long before the hysterical screams from the hut next to the bluestone dawned that the most historic day of the tribe in tens of thousands of years arrived.

The woman who had lost her precious stone knife rushed out of the hut with a cry - those crude stone tools were her treasures, and to lose any of them would be to rip out her heart and liver!

The woman rushed out of the hut, but her eyes were dumbfounded! There was already a crowd in front of her, and in the center of the crowd were two huge bluestones. The bluestone was covered with countless ugly patterns, and she had never seen so many and such ugly patterns in her life.

Next, she was completely shocked again!

The only wise man of the tribe, the elder clad in animal bones, bowed down reverently in front of the bluestone, and then the elder found the stone knife abandoned next to the bluestone.

The woman immediately rushed over to explain a few words, and just when she thought she would be reprimanded by the elders, the elders handed her the beast bone staff, which represented the power of the tribe, and said a word that the tribe had never had before - the chosen one!

The tribesmen all fell to the ground.

Ah Heng showed an unfathomable smile, like a magic stick who had successfully displayed his kit and lewd skills.

This is a good start, and faith will make them unswervingly understand the meaning of the bluestone pattern! As long as that woman can persist in studying the bluestone that brought her glory, she will become a true wise man. When she mastered the written word, and used it to record and pass it on, the world would change dramatically.

Perhaps, after the change, the world will reveal the hidden exit of the ancient temple! Ah Heng thought unrelentingly.

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The world of green jade, the years change.

Generations of Buraku people have grown old and died, and generations of Buraku have been born and raised. The lucky Chosen One had long since died with countless thoughts, but the title of the Chosen One never disappeared.

Ah Heng's feelings are very complicated, and the words written in those lingua franca have not been able to be handed down. But his abstract drawings are carved into an entire hill in the West. The types of drawings on the hills are becoming more and more diverse, and the style is in the same vein as his original creations. His ideas are deeply embedded in the world – hand-drawn drawings that become the new words of the world.

As for the bluestone that Ah Heng painstakingly carried, it was regarded as a miracle by the tribesmen. A temple with only four stone pillars stands above two bluestones, sheltering them from the wind and rain day and night.

At the top of the temple, there is also a motif carved with two circles and a human figure with a stick, plus a stone knife.

I have to admit that after years of evolution, the tribe has made some progress in the drawing of human figures, and they have replaced the sticks that originally represented the body with circles. Thanks to this circle, the human figure has a richer meaning, and men and women are finally distinguished in the new graphic text - I wonder if this is a major advance for men in this world!

The pattern on the top of the temple is of great significance to the entire green jade world, it is the first embodied deity in this world, and Ah Heng believes that this deity is obviously himself. The only thing he regretted was that the deity was clearly painted as a woman—terrible prejudice!

However, although the world has changed, there is still no clue to the exit of the ancient temple. Could it be that this strange green jade world is just to give him a sense of the gods?

I have to say that after a long time of waiting, it is indeed very enjoyable! Ah Heng sighed softly.

But that's all! After all, what is false is false, and it will never become true! How could a world so ignorant ever exist?

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