Chapter 9 Famous Painters
Que Ah was finally defeated by Mo Wen's shamelessness, especially when she saw him being beaten and stupid, there was still some inexplicable sweetness in her heart, these feelings overwhelmed her, so that she had no way to deal with it at all.
"Huh?"
Mo Wen, who was about to continue the fancy sentences, suddenly found that in the grass not far away, a pair of eyes shining with black light were exposed, originally Mo Wen's consciousness was released, with his current cultivation, it is not difficult to cover the entire planet even if his consciousness is covered, but he is too lazy to do it, just spread his consciousness within a radius of a few miles, of course, the most important thing is to find out if there are any large carnivorous dinosaurs, and those primitive people are no different from insects in the grass in Mo Wen's eyes.
Mo Wen couldn't help laughing, and beckoned to the eyes in the grass, and the owner of those eyes seemed to know that he had been discovered, and shrank back with a whoosh
Mo asked the owner of those eyes that did not leave, he smiled and continued to stare at the grass.
Sure enough, not long after, those eyes popped up again, Mo Wen smiled and beckoned, and at the same time picked up the rabbit leg next to him and shook it, and the finch next to him smiled and looked curiously.
There was a sound in the grass, and the owner of those eyes finally couldn't resist the temptation of the fragrance, and crawled out of the grass, but he didn't expect it to be a little female monkey uh, well, it should be said that she is a little more like a little girl, although she has the characteristics of a primitive ape, but she has basically broken away from the group of monkeys, and her body has no vigorous hair, but she has more thick hair than Mo Wen and Que A, and her skin is a little dark and rough, but it is very tight, in this cold environment, she has no cultivation and no clothes to cover her body, but she relies on her skin to resist the cold, and even Mo Wen sighed at the miracle of the creator。
The little girl cowered and walked over, but she didn't look at the rabbit leg in Mo Wen's hand, but looked at the bonfire with some fear, after a long time, she seemed to feel that the bonfire was not so terrible, and only took a few steps forward, the warmth of the flame made her can't help but shiver.
"Twitter"
The little girl whispered to Mo Wen, as if she was testing her friend or foe, and as if she was asking something.
"Hungry kid," Mo asked, handing over the rabbit leg in his hand, "Eat." ”
Suddenly, a messy memory flashed in Mo Wen's mind, this sentence is so familiar, it seems that I have heard it somewhere, it seems to be a sloppy old woman, she gave herself something to eat, the white steamed bun, and the black fingerprints on it, everything seems to have a dream, it should be a dream, how could I be so depressed as to ask for a beggar's alms, Mo Wen smiled self-deprecatingly.
The little girl took a frightened step back, and an unfamiliar language came out of her mouth.
Mo Wen smiled bitterly we don t understand the foreign language of this place thinking of this his head suddenly roared as if everything was gone, and the little girl's voice was extremely clear, gradually
"God, what is this, so warm!"
Mo Wen was surprised, he didn't know why it would be like this, he didn't understand the little girl's language at all, but he could understand her meaning, and the back of his mind was like a high-magnification computer, expressing the meaning of the little girl meticulously.
"It's called fire. Mo asked tentatively to communicate with the little girl with his consciousness.
"Breath out the fire?" the little girl could understand, and she also called out the word fire in a tongue-twisting voice.
The little girl knelt on the edge of the fire, like a devout believer, a pair of black eyes looked at Mo Wen with adoration, and the finch on the side, she seemed to be very curious, why did these two gods wrap things, although they looked good, but it wouldn't affect the action?
The firelight reflected the little girl's body, although she looked only eight or nine years old, her body was very strong, it seemed to reveal some hidden explosive power, the rough dark skin was also crystal clear, a pair of hillocks were slightly bulging on her chest, and the slightly long hair between her legs always gave people an inexplicable reverie.
Mo Wen looked at the finch embarrassedly, and stretched out one hand to conjure up a set of clothes on the little girl, but this dress looked like the clothes worn by ancient slaves, coarse cloth and black, and a little girl was made a tomboy by Mo Wen.
Que Ah couldn't help but smile when he saw it, he was still as thief-hearted as before, and he still had a neurotic kindness in his bones.
"Ahh
When the girl's clothes appeared on her body, her face changed greatly and was a little distorted, her body instantly rose more than a meter, she struggled to turn around in the air, jumped to the ground and couldn't even walk, while rolling on the ground and screaming, while tearing the clothes on her body fiercely, and after a while, she became a little screaming flower, as if the clothes were a cage, which made her very uncomfortable.
Mo Wen couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly stopped the little girl with his consciousness, and told her the benefits of clothes, which can not only keep warm, but also protect the body, avoid unnecessary scratches, and maintain the boundaries between men and women and privacy, in short, to make the little girl believe that in the world of God, men are not allowed to show little JJ, and women are not allowed to show three points
Que Ah looked at Mo Wen, who was sweating in a hurry, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, although she didn't know how to communicate with the little girl, but his efforts Que Ah saw in his eyes, sometimes he would be very stupid and naïve.
The little girl seemed to gradually get used to the restraints, and it seemed that Mo Wen's words worked, she no longer tore the clothes on her body, but looked at it curiously, tore off a strip of cloth from time to time, smelled it curiously, and put it in her mouth to chew it, no matter how good her teeth were, she couldn't chew it and it was not delicious, the little girl opened her mouth and spit it out.
The clothes that were finally conjured up were turned into strips of cloth by the little girl in the blink of an eye, Mo Wen could only smile helplessly, and couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw Que Ah leaning back and closing in front of the side laughing.
"God, can fire teach me?"
The meaning of the little girl came from the consciousness, Mo Wen suddenly looked at it, it turned out that the girl was not attracted by the smell of meat, but by the firelight, here is hot during the day and extremely cold at night, the probability of such a large temperature difference will also increase, here many animals even if there is a little problem, will deteriorate rapidly, and die in this long night, and according to Mo Wen's estimate, the planet's rotation is too slow, one day is equivalent to two days on the earth, and one night is nearly twenty-four hours.
"Fire, I can give it to you, but what are you going to use it for?" Mo Wen said with his consciousness.
"I'm going to tame it like you and let it warm us but not burn us. The little girl said, leaning over to the fire, as if she liked the warmth.
Mo Wen couldn't help laughing when he heard this, it turned out that they already had a cognition of fire, thunder and lightning, heavenly fire, etc., but they only recognized the dangers of fire, but this little girl could think of taming the flames to keep them warm, it was undeniable that she was one of the smarter among primitive people, although she was inspired after seeing Mo Wen make a fire.
Although it is very easy to teach them to make fire, and the method of using fire is also very simple, but many methods are not applicable, such as Mo Wen's casual pinch of the fire of Samadhi, and drilling wood to make fire is just a method of pitfalling, drilling around people are tired and half dead, and they may not be able to see a little spark, and directly ignite the fire, no one can guarantee that they will continue for thousands of years, in case which of the fire buddies are confused for a while, forget to add firewood, and the flame is extinguished, then they will not suffer from the severe cold?
Mo Wen glanced at the huge moon in the sky, and couldn't help but come up with an idea: "Then tomorrow you will bring your people here, and I will teach you how to use fire." ”
"Really? Thank God. The little girl quickly knelt down, and then lay on the ground with her whole body, like a sleeping lion, only her little butt was left to show off.
"This is for you to eat. Mo Wen shook his head and smiled, and handed the rabbit leg over again.
The little girl hurriedly shook her head: "I don't eat God's things, we eat raw." ”
Mo Wen spent a long time explaining to the little girl the benefits of eating cooked food, what is not upset in the stomach, it is delicious, there are germs in the raw, as for what the germs are, even Mo asked himself and did not know the way, anyway, people shouted one by one, our god stick is not a fool of the little pot friend, right.
"Why are you out alone at such a late hour, and what about your people?" Mo Wen smiled at the little girl who was eating deliciously.
"Because I will chase the sun. The little girl wiped the greasy corners of her mouth and said.
After listening to Mo Wen's "translation", the finch next to him couldn't help but show a little strange on his face, Chang'e was a member of the Kuafu clan back then, and their ancestor Kuafu was rumored to be a fool chasing the sun, but I didn't expect that on this planet, there are really people who chase the sun, and they are still a little girl.
Mo Wen also glanced at Que Ah strangely, and then smiled: "Why do you want to chase the sun." ”
The little girl said firmly: "Because I have something to ask for it, I don't want it to fall, and I don't want it to stay in the sky, as long as it stays in the sky, so that our people will not be afraid of heat and cold." ”
Mo asked whether Lu Dao should laugh at the little girl's childishness, or be moved by her persistence.
The little girl then deflated and said: "But I didn't expect that I climbed three mountains and still didn't catch it, but met a god, are you the embodiment of the sun?"
Mo Wen finally couldn't help laughing, the child's world is cute after all, she only climbed three hills and wanted to chase the sun, is it that she is naïve, or that she is ignorant and fearless.
"Yes, I am the sun you are looking for, and the gods have descended to purify all living beings. Mo Wen looked at the finch like a stick, and the latter rolled his eyes fiercely.
Under the guidance of Mo Wen, the little girl finally gave up the idea of going day by day, carrying more than ten catties of cooked meat on her back, and a hope to protect the tribesmen from the cold, because she wanted to go home before dawn, tell the clansmen the news, and then bring them here.
Mo Wen lost a trace of True Yuan in the little girl, which could ensure her physical strength and safety.
"Addicted to the Devil's Stick?" sneered as she sneered.
Mo asked and smiled: "I don't know if there are any painters here, if they are allowed to paint this scene, wait for thousands of years, I am the Pangu Emperor here plus Nuwa Fuxi, I opened the world to make people, and taught people how to make a fire to keep warm, so that I will soon be famous, if I build a temple or something, it would be better, we are to send the son Guanyin Baiying Bodhi, what wish to come to me this squeak, on the incense burn paper ah bah in short, I will be immortal." ”
"Painter, have you forgotten your camera?" said Finch.
"Camera?" Mo Wen shook his head in confusion, "Could it be that he is a famous painter?"
"Well, it has an extraordinary memory and unparalleled painting skills, and can record everything meticulously, and is definitely a unique famous painter in the world. Finch smiled wryly.
"Yes, then I have to pay a visit, Lao Tzu Liufang has been pointing at him for the ages, but, it's not good if it's too clear, do I want to keep some mystery, by the way, just put a mosaic on the face, Lao Tzu is really a genius, Ha Lu Ha"
"Do you know the Mosaic, but you don't know the camera?"
"What is a mosaic?" Mo asked, blankly, "Did I just say that?"