In the morning, he only drew a circle, and he was so tired that he collapsed, if this had been placed before, Shao Xuan would never have believed it. But now, he has personally felt that painting can be so tiring, and it is still mental.

When he walked out of the stone house, looking at the surrounding scenery, Shao Xuan felt that the houses in his field of vision seemed to be spinning.

Looking up at the sky for a while, he felt better, he was not dizzy, and he could stand firmly, so Shao Xuan carried the stone box given to him by Wu and went to the medicine house to help Gui Ze deal with the herbs.

I don't know what Wu said to Gui Ze, when Shao Xuan taught her, she didn't ask too much, she just studied seriously and improved the way of handling some medicinal materials.

Compared to the witch scroll drawing, it was much easier to deal with the medicinal herbs, and by the time he went down the mountain, Shao Xuan's sense of exhaustion had recovered.

The stone box given to him by Wu contained two animal skin scrolls, as well as a special paint for Wu and a brush. Wu doesn't have time to teach Shao Xuan every day, more often than not, Shao Xuan has to practice by himself.

The outside of the stone box was covered with a grass net, and Shao Xuanti was still swaying when he came back.

"What is this?" Lao Ke asked when he saw Shao Xuan coming back with a stone box.

"The task assigned by the witch. Although Wu provided materials for Shao Xuan to practice, it was not for him to waste indiscriminately, and the drawings drawn by the practice would have to be handed over to Wu to see at that time. This can be regarded as a task assigned by Wu.

As soon as he heard this, Lao Ke was suddenly in awe, and even looked at the stone box with great reverence, and he didn't dare to look around, only heard Shao Xuan say that he wanted to paint, so he didn't ask again. In his opinion, everything Wu does is the right and meaningful thing.

"Don't let Wu down!" said Lao Ke solemnly.

Back in his room, Shao Xuan took out the animal skin roll. There are two animal skin scrolls in the stone box, one is completely unscribbled, and the other is the one that I practiced this morning, and there is a circle on it.

Spread out the animal skin roll, took out the paint and brush, and after thinking about it, Shao Xuan took out a charcoal pen he had made, planning to use it to try.

It's just that when Shao Xuan mobilized the power of inheritance, at the moment before the charcoal fell, his wrist turned sharply and moved the charcoal away.

Listening to the soft sound of "click", the charcoal pen was broken into many small pieces and scattered on the stone table, if Shao Xuan hadn't moved away quickly just now, these scattered pieces would have fallen directly into the animal skin roll.

Sure enough, the pen that draws the witch scroll is not everything.

The pen given by Wu to Shao Xuan is made of the hair of a fierce beast and a special wood.

Giving up using other pens, Shao Xuan honestly picked up the one given by Wu and continued to paint.

Since it was an exercise, it was natural to draw the picture I had drawn in the morning first. With the first attempt, when I draw again, I am more proficient.

Still didn't draw quickly, and when Shao Xuan finished drawing the circle, he came back to his senses and found that it was dark, and at least an hour had passed.

Compared with the morning, the painting time has not been shortened much, but this time, Shao Xuan is not as tired as in the morning, and the dizziness is not so strong.

This is a step forward.

In the next few days, Shao Xuan would carry the stone box to Wu in the morning, but Wu had something to do in the past few days, and after Shao Xuan passed, he would sit in a small room in the stone house to practice, and if he had any questions, he would ask Wu for advice when he was free. Wu didn't even have time to see the results of Shao Xuan's practice in the past few days.

Five days later, winter officially arrived.

Temperatures plummeted overnight.

Shao Xuan opened the door in the morning and saw that his eyes were full of white.

In the big bird's nest on the roof, Chirp was stretching his neck to look down, and when he saw Shao Xuan coming out, he flapped his wings, shook off the snow on his body, and flew up.

Chirping to sleep outside was not forced by Shao Xuan. When winter was approaching, Chirp didn't mean to go into the house to hide, and now it's snowing heavily, and it doesn't dodge. Since it can withstand such weather, Shao Xuan doesn't care about it, after all, chirping is not a pet bird in a greenhouse, if it flies to the mountains and forests one day, this kind of weather will still be resistant. You can't be petite.

Caesar and Chirp both followed Shao Xuan up the mountain, and when they reached the top of the mountain, Caesar went down the mountain by himself, while Chirp flew somewhere else to find food. Just looking at this, these two are still very well trained.

When Shao Xuan came to the stone house, the two big leaders of the hunting team, Ta and Guiqi, were there.

didn't disturb them, Shao Xuan bowed, then walked inside with the stone box, and went to the small room to continue practicing the witch scroll drawing.

The two big leaders only knew that Wu was teaching Shao Xuan some herbal things, and felt that Shao Xuan was really a lucky boy, and for the people of the tribe, what an honor it was to be able to learn from Wu!

If they were killed, they wouldn't have thought of what Shao Xuan was really learning now.

Spreading out the animal skin scroll, Shao Xuan did not immediately start painting, when he came in just now, he heard the two big leaders admitting their mistakes.

Some of the medicinal herbs found in the past year were not needed, just because many medicinal plants looked similar and were not easy to identify. Even if they drew pictures on their animal skin rolls, there were still mistakes in what the advance team brought back every time, for example, some of the medicinal plants brought back from the last hunt in Gui Qi needed to be eliminated.

This is an AC fault.

Wu can't tell the warriors who go out hunting what he said in detail, and the simple written language, without a real graphic, and without the actual operation drill, the exchange of willingness will still be greatly reduced.

It's not their fault, after all, not everyone can understand witch scrolls like Shao Xuan.

It would be nice if one day everyone could understand the witch scrolls.

Thinking so, Shao Xuan raised his eyes and looked at the stone table in front of him.

There was an unfinished witch scroll on the table, Shao Xuan took it and looked at it, and the contents of it surprised him a little.

The paintings here are about farming, but unfortunately, the picture seen in these pictures is not clear.

This is a transcribed version of an ancient scroll, and it is unknown how many times it has been transcribed, and the original consciousness of the first painter has been blurred.

The ancient scrolls are transcribed, because they are not seen with their own eyes, which is equivalent to just watching other people's expressions, and then paraphrasing, which will inevitably add some personal subjective consciousness.

It's like, the meaning of a sentence passed from one person to another doesn't change much, but what does it eventually become after being conveyed by many people?

Nine out of nine cases, the original words will be changed.

Compared with the original scroll paintings, the transcribed version of the scroll can also see some things, but it adds some blurriness and is not as clear as the original.

Just like the one in front of him, Wu has not personally experienced farming, so he naturally cannot understand the will of the original author when drawing.

The one left behind should be a transcription of a certain witch from the past, and it was transcribed again. Since Wu left it here, it means that he didn't mean to avoid Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan looked at the animal skin scroll written by the witch for a while, although it was not very clear, but he could still be sure that the picture painted in it was not anywhere in the area where the tribe was located, the scroll was more like a plain area, with vast farmland and fertile soil, and it was impossible to see what was planted, but he could see some vague figures working in the farmland.

It's a pity that the area where the tribe is located now is not suitable for farming, and the people of the tribe don't have that mind, and there are some edible plants in the mountains around the training ground, which is enough for the people of the tribe.

Wu wanted to see a scene like the one painted in the animal skin scroll, and he didn't know when. He left this transcription, probably to let Shao Xuan look forward to it, for every tribe of people, that kind of scene is really shocking.

It's a pity that even if he is a witch, he would not have expected Shao Xuan's specialness.

Putting the animal skin roll aside, Shao Xuan continued his practice. Now he doesn't copy the scrolls, but draws his own pictures.

What he wants to paint now is a plant that he sees in a green space. After brewing for a while, and then finishing the hard work, I looked at the animal skin scroll, and it was difficult to connect it with the plant in the green area, and the lines were twisted like earthworms.

However, aesthetics is secondary, and the important thing is whether or not you can draw the picture you have in your mind.

For Shao Xuan, he has succeeded.

In his previous life, Shao Xuan's archaeological classmate once said: "Prehistoric art is the preservation of prehistoric ideology, not the preservation of aesthetic ideology or aesthetic ideology." ”

At that time, Shao Xuan didn't understand, but now, he seems to understand a lot.

The witch scroll is just in the reality of existence, in such a way of painting, with the help of the power of inheritance, to depict the way of consciousness through guò painting, nothing more, nothing to do with beauty and ugliness.

Thinking about it this way, Shao Xuan has a lot of balance.

Looking at the picture just drawn, Shao Xuan thought to himself: If this is shown to those archaeologists in the previous life, they will not know what this painting is.

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