Chapter 978: Being Hit in the Head by the Fruit Left Behind, and Then Lame with Epiphany (3 in 1)

The sunshine in late summer and early autumn sprinkled from the sky, making it less scorching.

Inside the Qingque Tribe, under the tree outside the carpenter's room, the number one carpenter of the Qingque Tribe is lame, sitting on a wooden pier with bamboo cushions, chopping carefully with an ax in one hand and wood in the other. with.

Beside him was a forged wooden wheel.

The little carpenter, Mao Er, was also working with several other carpenters, holding an axe, chisel, or wooden bucket in their hands, doing things seriously there.

After several months of unremitting efforts, the level of cat ears has made great progress, and it is no longer the little apprentice who was embarrassed by a simple line and shed tears.

Lame They are making the most new objects like donkey carts.

Because as the days go by, the exciting and joyful autumn harvest is also approaching day by day.

At this time, one more donkey cart with a larger loading capacity will be produced, so that after the autumn harvest begins, the tribe will become more relaxed.

The earlier the important matter of the autumn harvest is completed, the people in the tribe can continue to build the Bronze Expressway earlier!

Today's weather is good, there will be a gust of wind blowing from time to time, it is not stuffy at all.

It is very comfortable to stay in the shade without being exposed to the direct sun and work in the shade like they are lame.

But many times, God will not let you be so comfortable.

Just like now, a small accident has happened.

Another gust of wind blew, the leaves were blown and the branches swayed.

In addition to some yellowed leaves being blown off by the wind, some other things also fell down.

This is a bunch of pecans.

I don't know why, but they are usually long and strong, but at this time they were shaken by the wind.

"when!"

Unbiased, the bunch of hickory nuts fell just right on top of the lame man's head.

After making a sound that seemed a bit crisp, the string of hickory nuts was scattered and scattered, bouncing all the way to the distance.

The limp who was sitting there serious about his work was stunned when he was suddenly attacked like this.

I shook my body, looked at the hickory nuts flying around and rolling on the ground, then looked up at the branches and leaves of the hickory above my head, and those clusters of hickory nuts looming between the branches and leaves, I threw it away after a while The wood in his hand covered his head.

These hickory trees were planted by Han Cheng a few years ago.

Of course, a bare area in the yard is not enough. More trees need to be planted for shade.

However, in line with the principle of eating what you can and creating more food, the trees planted in the courtyard are all fruit trees.

And different from the fruit trees that Bugs Bunny cultivated in the nursery outside, the ones planted in the yard were planted by Han Cheng and his people, who found the fruit trees that were as thick as the mouth of a bowl from the outside, and then transported them back with a large lump of soil for planting.

In this way, the tribe can have patches of shade more quickly.

Holding his head in one hand, looking up at the image of the hickory tree with a bewildered face, several apprentices with cat ears covered their mouths and secretly laughed.

It is indeed a joy to be hit on the head with such precision by a hickory.

After rubbing his hand on the sore head for a while, Liao let go of his hand and continued to do carpentry.

But after doing it for a while, he stopped, reached out and rubbed his head that was aching slightly, looked at a few hickory nuts that had rolled to the side, and then looked up at the hickory nuts above his head. Thinking look.

And as time went by, the thoughtful expression on the lame face became more intense, and even later, even the ax in his hand was put down, and the whole person was in a state of thinking.

During this process, Lame's expression changed from time to time, sometimes it was confusion, and sometimes it was the horror of a cold war...

The state of lameness has lasted for a long time,

Seeing Lai's current state, Mao Er's apprentices felt scared for no reason. They wanted to wake Lai up, but they didn't dare.

A few apprentices who quietly walked away from the lame, looked at the obviously abnormal lame with worry and some fear, and discussed in a low voice whether they should tell the Son of God about this matter.

At the same time, I decided that I must stay away from these hickory trees in the future, so as not to be hit on the head by them and become lame...

"Okay! Hahahaha..."

It was at this time that the lame who had been sitting there silently thinking, suddenly stood up from the wooden pier and let out a burst of wild laughter.

This sudden move startled the unsuspecting Cat Ears, and they trembled all over.

They were still hesitating whether to tell the Son of God about this, but now they didn't hesitate at all.

"I'm going to tell the Son of God!"

Mao Er yelled and ran away.

"I thought of it, I thought of it!"

After the wild laughter, the limp still didn't calm down, clenched his fists and shouted excitedly.

Then he limped and ran into the carpenter's room...

Han Cheng was holding a bowl there, cracking open the wild duck eggs that floated and couldn't be used to hatch ducklings one by one to see if they could still be eaten.

These duck eggs are covered with bloodshot inside, and there are ducklings of different sizes, formed or not formed inside.

Among them were two duck eggs. The ducklings inside had already grown fur, and they would hatch in a few days. It was a pity that they met Han Cheng and the others at this juncture...

These two little ducks with egg yolks look very similar to the kind of skewered iron wool eggs sold on the streets in later generations.

It's just that one of the two is an egg and the other is a duck egg.

Han Cheng wanted to wear these two hairy eggs and grill them over charcoal fire, but after thinking about it, he really couldn't get it out of his mouth.

On the other hand, Wu, who was listening to Han Cheng talking about Maodan, looked very interested and wanted to try it.

Han Cheng thought for a while and still didn't agree, but threw these to Fu Jiang who stood aside and watched eagerly for a long time. There were bloodshot duck eggs in the bowl with half-formed ducklings floating in the middle, and Han Cheng also poured them out. Into the dog bowl.

This made Wu, who was still thinking about getting some hairy eggs to eat, very distressed.

This was what Han Cheng was doing, and if it was replaced by another person, Wu Fei would have to drag him to give him a good education.

It was at such a time that Mao Er rushed over in a hurry, and shouted from a long distance, "God...God son! No...it's not good...lame..."

The appearance of the cat's ears and the loud yelling made Wu take back the eyes of Fu Jiang who swallowed the two hairy eggs after staring three or two times, and no longer wanted to pounce on it, and then took it out. posture.

"What's wrong with lame?!"

Han Cheng got up suddenly, looked at the running cat's ears and asked loudly, his voice was full of anxiety.

Han Cheng is very concerned about lameness, which plays an extremely important role in the future development of the tribe and the safety of people.

"lame……"

Cat's ear, who was running out of breath, began to talk about what happened outside the carpenter's room not long ago. While talking about this, recalling the performance of lameness, Mao'er felt a little palpitated and shivered.

"Son of God, hurry up and take a look..."

Hearing Mao'er's narration, Wu, who wanted to take out the fluffy egg from Fujiang's mouth, also became anxious, and spoke eagerly.

Han Cheng followed Wu and Maoer to the carpenter's room in a hurry.

However, Han Cheng's heart had already returned to his stomach, and the panic in his heart had been replaced by weirdness and another kind of surprise.

According to Mao'er, Lai's abnormal reaction just now is completely a manifestation of epiphany!

Could it be that this guy was hit on the head by a hickory nut, and then, like the great scientist Newton, he thought of why the fallen hickory nut didn't run away, or even fly into the sky, but hit himself on the head Great question, right?

The last ecstasy was obviously an answer to the question he was thinking about.

Lame, this magical guy, can't he really have his head consecrated by hickory nuts?

Then he smashed his head with a hickory nut, and thus came up with the extremely profound theory of gravity, which is extremely important to the development of physics, right?

This... If this is really the case, the wind blown by my little butterfly's wings is a bit strong! It is directly like a tornado!

The more Han Cheng thought about it, the weirder he felt, the more surprised he became, and the pace under his feet couldn't help but began to speed up.

He couldn't wait to see Lame, and then asked him, who had his head cut off by the hickory, what he thought of, whether it was a matter of universal gravitation.

If this is the case, lameness is not just as simple as the number one carpenter in the tribe!

"Son of God!"

Han Cheng and Wu hurried to the carpenter's room. The other carpenters who stayed here immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Han Cheng and the others coming, and rushed to greet them.

"Where's the lame? Where?"

Han Cheng lowered his voice and asked the few people who greeted him.

Affected by Han Cheng, several people answered in a low voice, then reached out and pointed to the carpenter's room.

Han Cheng calmed down, and walked to the carpenter's room with Wu.

Arriving at the door of the carpenter's room, the situation inside has already come into view.

I saw a lame sitting on a wooden pier, his hands were constantly moving.

Some flexible vines dangled there with the movements of his fingers.

An invisible thing is gradually appearing there.

Although it is not clear what kind of object it is at this time, judging from the things that have been compiled, it will be a round thing if there is no accident!

Did the lame guy really have a pecan on his head?

Isn't this round thing the shape of the earth associated with gravity?

Lame obviously hasn't come out of a certain mysterious state yet, and has not noticed the arrival of Han Cheng, Wu and others, but is just concentrating on doing his own thing.

During this process, sometimes I would frown and think...

Wu wanted to yell lame, but was stopped by Han Cheng who found out ahead of time.

Not only did he not let the witch yell and lame, but he also told these people in the carpenter's room not to speak loudly.

Before crossing over, Han Cheng didn't miss all kinds of things, knowing that people sometimes enter a mysterious realm.

In this mysterious realm, some people can comprehend some things that are difficult to comprehend in ordinary times, or do things that are difficult to accomplish in ordinary times.

However, if one is disturbed or forcibly awakened during this process, at least this opportunity of epiphany will be wiped out, and at the worst it will be life-threatening.

Although I understand that the writing on these networks is generally ridiculous, and the credibility is not too high, but the current state of the lame is really similar to the state of epiphany mentioned in the book!

At this time, if the lameness is disturbed, it is not life-threatening, but it is possible to interrupt the train of thought and forget about it.

Under Han Cheng's instructions, the carpenter's room was completely quiet.

Han Cheng squatted quietly at the door, poked his head in and looked at the lame knitting things.

And with the non-stop movements and the appearance of more and more things under his hands, Han Cheng's eyes widened, and waves of turmoil arose in his heart.

The degree of shock was only a little less than the shock when he learned that he had encountered the primitive era and had no golden fingers!

This shock reached its peak when Limp weaved a semicircle out of rattan.

The reason why it reached its peak when the semicircle appeared instead of the whole circle was because Han Cheng had basically completely determined that what Lai was going to weave was a ball, and was waiting for Lai to weave the ball, and told When there was a ball on the ground under my feet, the lame suddenly stopped weaving below.

After sitting there and thinking for a while, he started to move again. Everything has changed, and it is developing in a direction that Han Cheng had never expected before.

The rest of the semicircle shape did not continue to weave, but on one side, which occupied about a quarter of the length of the entire semicircle, the vines that acted as 'bones' were folded outward.

Continue knitting after folding.

"I go!"

Staring wide-eyed at the fully formed object on the lame hand in the room, Han Cheng couldn't help but swear.

This is not a round ball, this is clearly a helmet woven out of rattan!

The half spherical part is the main body of the helmet, and the protruding part is the brim.

Looking at the safety helmet woven from rattan in his lame hand, Han Cheng's faith collapsed at this moment.

What was hit on the head by a hickory nut and then discovered gravity, and what thought the earth is round from gravity.

Something like an epiphany.

One or two of these Internet authors are very talkative, and today I believe their evil!

Immersed in the things I created, I was so happy that I couldn't help myself, and I was awakened by Han Cheng's "I'm going" full of speechless, broken, disappointed, wanting to hit someone, etc., and turned my head. Only then did he realize that Shenzi was standing at the door without knowing when.

Lame, who was already very happy, suddenly became even more happy now.

Making something good, and then showing it to Shenzi, and then getting a five-star praise from Shenzi, is lame's favorite thing to do.

So he put the newly woven, still warm rattan hard hat on his head.

Then he told Han Cheng the benefits of the helmet with a full face of excitement.

"Put it on, and it won't hurt if you hit your head!"

Limp said excitedly, and glanced at the hickory trees outside the door.

Seeing this action, Han Cheng couldn't help sniffling again.

Sure enough, not all of them are great Newtons.

When Newton was hit on the head by an apple, he thought of things like gravity, while the lame who was hit on the head by a hickory nut woven a hard hat...

Perhaps, the great Mr. Newton was not sitting under the apple tree, but under the chestnut tree. If the chestnut in the shell hit his head, what he thought of at that time might be the same as that of lame at this time, not gravitation , but a hard hat...

It can be seen that it is really particular about what tree to sit under.

The person under the bodhi tree became a Buddha, the person under the apple tree became a great scientist, and the person under the hickory tree thought of making a hard hat to wear on his head...

well!

There really can't be too many inner dramas in this life!

The lame who was picking up a shelled hickory nut and throwing it on the helmet to prove the usefulness of the thing he invented, looked at it with a long sigh, turned and left without saying a word, Shenzi, whose back looked particularly bleak, couldn't help reaching out to touch his head, which was still aching slightly, and it was all muddy.

After wearing this rattan hat, it really doesn't hurt to hit the head with a hickory!

And it's not just Hickory. When fighting with other tribes, he also wears a rattan hat like this. If someone hits his head with a stone, he basically won't bleed. Is this what Shenzi is like today?

Of course Han Cheng would not tell Lame what happened to him today.

It's a bit embarrassing to say something like such a rich inner drama, and then being slapped in the face by strength.

But not long after, Han Cheng, who hid in a small corner and rubbed his face vigorously with his hands to sort out his mood, turned around and came back.

Because Han Cheng knew better than Lai the function of this kind of rattan helmet.

Not only does it not hurt to hit the head with pecans, but it can also be extended to the mines of Copper Mountain.

After wearing this hard hat, the safety of those who mine there will be further improved.

Moreover, after making some changes to this hard hat, it can also be turned into a helmet, which can be used together with rattan armor, so that people in the tribe can become safer when they go out to fight.

Miscalculation, miscalculation!

Important protective weapons such as hard hats and helmets, I didn't think of it before, and I really wasn't a qualified time traveler.

"Lame, this thing is very good! Get two more ropes and tie it around your chin, so it won't fall off when you wear it."

After calming down, Han Cheng gave a thumbs up to the somewhat disappointed lame, and at the same time expressed his suggestions for improvement.

He was still a little bit disappointed at first, but when he heard this, he suddenly became smiling again.

According to what Han Cheng just said, I found two hemp ropes, tied them on the left and right sides of the helmet under Han Cheng's guidance, and tied them under the chin.

"Son of God, I really won't drop it!"

Shaking his head from side to side, he found that the rattan hat was really not easy to fall off as Han Cheng said just now, so he couldn't help but said in surprise.

After shaking his head with the rattan hat for a while, Han Cheng, who was about to take off the rattan hat, might as well stand aside and suddenly said with a smile: "Lame, don't take it off yet, let's see how the defensive power of this hat is!" Sample."

Limp heard the words and stopped taking the hat.

This cane hat has just been woven, so it is indeed necessary to test its defensive capabilities.

Only after the defense ability has been tested can it be improved according to the strength of the defense ability.

However, when Lai saw the bronze hammer in Han Cheng's hand, he had just raised this consciousness, but it collapsed in an instant, and he wanted to change someone to wear the rattan hat.

"It's okay, I'll hammer it slowly."

Han Cheng smiled and comforted the lame.

That is to say, the primitive people are more upright, and people from other eras will definitely go back at this time: "If it's okay, why didn't you wear the rattan hat and I came to hammer?"

So, at the next moment, a very strange scene happened in the carpenter's room.

"when."

With a bronze hammer in his hand, Han Cheng hit the lame head wearing a rattan hat with a little force.

"Does it hurt?"

Han Cheng asked aloud.

Just now he was limping with anxiety, but after being hit by the hammer, he immediately felt relieved, he didn't feel the slightest pain just now!

"It doesn't hurt!"

Lame replied excitedly.

Hearing this, Han Cheng raised the hammer again and increased his strength.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

Lame became more excited.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

...

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, and I'm a little dizzy..."

Han Cheng, who was used to limping and saying it didn't hurt, swung the hammer halfway out in his hand, only then did he realize that he said it hurt, so he quickly stopped...

Han Cheng, who put down the hammer, and Limp, who took off the rattan hat and felt a little dizzy, sat on the ground and looked at the rattan hat in front of them, both in a daze.

The rattan hat woven by the lame has a certain defensive ability, but the defensive ability is not as strong as imagined, but it is not as bad as that worn by ordinary workers who use the safety helmet worn by the supervisor to smash it. The hat is that bad.

"Can you weave a bigger rattan hat? Put this rattan hat inside the big rattan hat.

However, the two rattan hats cannot be completely touched together. It is best to leave the upper part empty, and the more empty parts in the middle, the better. "

After thinking about it for a while, Han Cheng said to Lai aloud.

Lame didn't quite understand what Han Cheng said.

He understood the fact that the rattan hat was made into two layers. After all, the defense ability of two layers was stronger than that of one layer.

But why don't the two layers of rattan hats stick together tightly, but leave a gap? And is the bigger the better?

Although he didn't understand Shenzi's intention, Liao nodded his head very simply, and then directly started to do it.

The lame manipulative ability is naturally nothing to say, the seemingly rough and clumsy fingers move nimbly, and these vines move back and forth as if they have eyes, which can almost be described as a butterfly wearing flowers.

Well, although the butterfly is a bit bigger.

After a while like this, a large semi-circular rattan hat appeared in the lame hand.

Then put the small rattan hat inside the big rattan hat and fix it with rattan...

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

"Dizzy or not?"

"Don't faint!"

After Lame wove the double-layered rattan hat and put it on his head, this conversation came to mind again in the carpenter's room.

After Han Cheng knocked the rattan hat on his head repeatedly, he suddenly understood why Shenzi wanted to leave a gap between the two rattan hats...