Chapter 823: Heaven Does Not Give Birth to a Son of God, Eternity Is Like a Long Night

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Stone is different from mud and earth bricks. Compared with them, stone does not conduct heat very well.

But don't forget that the witch in the Tengshe tribe, who was more skilled than the witch in pretending to be a magic stick, fried the fat with a slate, and after getting out the fat oil, he used it as a reward from the gods to fool the people in the tribe.

Now, the leader of the Black Stone tribe is lying on a kang made of stones, and there is a small fire burning continuously underneath, so let alone the result.

It's just a real taste of simmering!

Because the small fire is burning slowly all the time, the temperature does not rise quickly, and it has the same effect as boiling frogs in warm water.

In addition, since the cold weather, the leaders of the Blackstone Tribe basically haven't slept much. Now they finally feel the warmth of spring and sleep very deeply, so the result is that the sweaty Blackstone Tribe When the leader woke up from his sleep, much of the skin on his back had been scalded to death, not to mention turning white, and there were blisters.

Feeling the ubiquitous pain from his back, and thinking about the result of falling asleep like this all the time, the leader of the Blackstone tribe who was about to be burned into a teppanyaki immediately became angry, roaring in his mouth , first destroyed the stone kang that almost roasted him, and then punched and kicked the tree bark that had crouched on the ground with its head in its arms. During this process, some people from the Black Stone tribe also joined in. Among them, they beat the bark that almost roasted their leader together.

Countless fists and feet fell, really like a violent storm.

If it wasn't for this nearly a year, Bark has been beaten a lot, and his ability to resist beatings has been greatly improved, and he had the foresight to squat on the ground with his head in his arms in advance, hoping to survive such a beating. It is really not easy to survive.

At this time, the cave was quiet, and the leader of the Blackstone Tribe who was lying on his side would take a breath from time to time, the pain in his back made him not much in the mood to continue sleeping.

The perennial burning fire radiated light, and the flames did not jump, shaking the shadows in the cave.

"Pooh."

Sitting up against the stone wall, the bark spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

When spitting outside, he didn't dare to make too much noise, fearing that he would attract the attention of the leader of the Blackstone tribe and be beaten again.

The bark sitting here looked at the leader of the Blackstone tribe lying sideways by the fire with vicious eyes from a distance.

It was night at this time, and the fire in the cave was not very bright, and most of the people had already fallen asleep, and no one would notice him again, so at this time, the tree bark could look at him with hatred undisguised. exposed.

At this time, the tree bark was very regretful. If I knew it would be like this, I should have set the fire a little bigger and burned this murderous leader of the Black Stone tribe to death!

Darkness can encourage people's dark thoughts. Some people who look very sunny in the daytime will breed a lot of dark thoughts when they are alone in the dark, not to mention that they have just been beaten so hard and have been with them. The Blackstone tribe still has such a bark of deep hatred.

Bark's eyes fixed on the leader of the Blackstone tribe, and after a while, he finally moved aside slowly, and finally landed on the pile of stones that were blackened by the flames and still covered with some mud .

As long as I lift up this big rock and smash it at the leader of the Black Stone tribe, this cruel and vicious guy will definitely die.

From now on, he will never be able to beat himself again!

Bark sat here, thinking so.

Then I began to think back at the beginning of this year, how the leader of the Blackstone tribe led people to break through his tribe and how he killed the people of his tribe.

In addition to these, Bark also carefully recalled the various beatings he had received from the leader of the Blackstone tribe after he came to this tribe.

Thinking about it this way, the already undulating chest of the bark collar became more undulating.

Hatred gave him a lot of courage, and the dark and quiet cave gave him some courage.

After his chest heaved and heaved for a while, the tree bark, which was in pain and throbbing like a drum, swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, pressed his swollen hands on the stone wall behind him, and stood up slowly and silently.

The leader of the Blackstone Tribe, whose back was burnt, didn't take a breath for a while, and must have fallen asleep.

The person who sat by the fire and was in charge of taking care of the fire also turned around dozing off at this time, and sat there, bouncing one after another.

No one noticed the bark standing up.

After standing in place for a while, Bark clenched his fists fiercely, then walked slowly towards the pile of stones with trembling legs.

The Blackstone tribe attaches great importance to the Blackstone weapons that made them rich. Generally speaking, people like Bark have no access to them at all.

Moreover, after the bark and the others lived in the cave, these black stone weapons were put into the back of the cave when they were not in use, where the bark and the others were not allowed to pass.

Not only black stone weapons, but also generally sharpened stick-shaped weapons, as well as bows and arrows, are usually placed deep in the cave.

Without the order of the leader of the Blackstone tribe, ordinary people can't take it randomly, especially Shupi and others.

However, this time the leader of the Black Stone Tribe forgot something, and these things were the teppanyaki-style kang that he had kicked and destroyed not long ago.

This heated kang was built of stones, and after being kicked down, the stones were scattered all over the ground like that.

Bark, who was walking slowly and silently, came to the pile of stones. He bent down and hugged a stone with both hands.

The moment his hands touched the stone, his heart beat harder, as if it was about to jump out of his throat, his legs seemed to be sifting chaff, and his whole body seemed to have been drained of most of his strength, becoming useless. When I get stronger, I feel light all over.

The huge stone was lifted off the ground by the bark. At this time, there was a sudden noise in the cave. Someone stood up from the fire. This was a relatively core member of the Blackstone tribe.

"#￥ÞR?"

The sleepy-eyed man was startled when he saw the bark next to the stone pile, and asked aloud.

He meant to ask what the bark was doing.

He wasn't the only one who was frightened, the bark whose heart was beating like a drum was also frightened all over, and dropped the stone that had just lifted off the ground.

Bark froze in place, not knowing what to say or what to do for a moment.

There is only one thought wandering back and forth in my mind, and that is that I am going to die this time!

This is not the most terrible thing, the most terrible thing is that with this person's voice asking, many people who had already fallen asleep were awakened, because of the pain in the back, the leader of the Black Stone Tribe, who had been sleeping very lightly, was even more Sit up directly.

"#￥5DY..."

Under such circumstances, the stiff sound of the bark sounded, he meant that he wanted to relieve himself, and he was looking for a smaller stone to wipe his butt.

Saying so, he picked up a small piece of dirt-stained stone and held it in his hand.

No one thought that this person who had been tamed by them would really dare to do anything unfavorable to them. After all, in the past, their leader and they had also beaten the bark a lot.

The leader of the Black Stone Tribe, who was awakened, cursed at the trembling bark standing there, and let the bark relieve himself, while he lay down on his side with great difficulty and continued to sleep.

As for the trembling of the bark and the extremely unnatural sound, many of them noticed it, but they didn't pay much attention to it.

Because Bark made such a big mistake not long ago, and was beaten up by their leader, it is normal for such a thing to happen.

Bark, who escaped from death, took the earth-stained stone that saved his life, walked out of the cave, and came into the icy and snowy land. Being hit by such cold, his whole body shook even more...

Bark came in from the cave, and after blocking the door, he shivered and returned to his sleeping place, and lay down slowly on the dry grass with his hands pressed against the stone wall.

As time passed, the cave fell into silence again, just like before.

Bark really wanted to get up again, picked up the stone and continued what he hadn't done before, but he thought about it for so long, but his body didn't move.

He recalled the tragic experience again, wanting to give himself enough courage.

Thinking about it this way, Bark's chest quickly rose and fell violently, but whenever this kind of emotion was brewing to its peak, the sound of that person shouting and asking him just now would suddenly appear in his mind, making him puff up with great difficulty. All my courage was vented.

wait a little longer...

Now my body is full of injuries, and the people in the tribe may not all be asleep. If I act again at this time, I may not be able to kill this cruel guy...

After trying several times, the bark who did not stand up again said this to himself.

After such a thought arose, his beating heart slowly calmed down, and his whole body suddenly became relaxed, and he fell asleep soon after lying there...

Time flies by in busy days, taking some things away and leaving some things behind.

Before I knew it, Qingque's ten years had come to an end.

Amidst the white snow and the cold wind, as the new year approached, there seemed to be a fire burning in the hearts of everyone in the Qingque Tribe, and it became more and more prosperous.

After being raised in captivity from generation to generation, wild boars who became more and more lazy were pushed to the ground, their front and rear hooves were tightly tied with ropes, and they were put on sticks to be carried out of the pigsty.

It was placed sideways on a platform about one meter away. The pig's head and neck were beyond the scope of the platform. Several people firmly held down the struggling wild boar.

Maybe it felt that it was about to fall to death, and the wild boar was screaming desperately, with an extremely shrill voice.

But no matter how miserable it is, it can't escape the fate of being killed and eating meat.

Then there was an extremely shrill scream, and the copper knife stained with some blood was pulled out from the pig's neck, and the blood with some air bubbles shot into the clay basin below.

The second senior brother watched from the sidelines. After adding fresh pig's blood, adding some salt and stirring it to solidify, the blood tofu tastes the most delicious.

Put it on a flat copper pan, fry it with some lamb oil, and add some garlic juice, the taste is incredible!

Chickens, ducks and geese have all suffered, and many of them have been slaughtered, skinned or scalded with boiling water to pluck their feathers, and become food for everyone during the Chinese New Year.

At the door of the kitchen, the tofu box was pressed open, revealing white, tender and square tofu.

Wu, who lost another tooth, took a slender copper knife and cut off a piece of steaming tofu, dipped it in his hand and ate it with garlic juice, his eyes narrowed in comfort...

In the waiting full of anticipation and joy, the footsteps of the new year are approaching day by day.

All the expectations and preparations were fully displayed at the New Year's Eve dinner.

The smell of wine, meat, milk, vegetables... All kinds of scents are mixed together, and many meals that are usually enough to make people look forward to are put together, and it makes people drool. flow impulse.

The fruit wine filled the bowls in front of everyone. Under Han Cheng's signal, everyone stood up holding the wine bowls.

"The New Year's Eve dinner begins!"

Following Han Cheng's order, everyone who had drank together picked up their chopsticks and picked up the mouth-watering food in front of them.

The dining hall, which was originally very lively, suddenly fell into a kind of silence after Han Cheng announced the opening of the meal.

This is because everyone is only focused on delivering food to their mouths, and they don't have time to talk.

Han Cheng, who sat on the upper hand with Wu, picked up a chopstick fish and put it into his mouth, chewing carefully. Seeing the spectacular scene of hundreds of people eating together, a smile appeared on his face, and his heart was full of emotion.

At this time, he found the feeling he had when he was a child during the Chinese New Year.

This feeling can be called the taste of the year.

In the later generations, I don’t know when it started, and I didn’t have such expectations for Han Chenggong during the Chinese New Year.

It may be because of growing up, or it may be because of the improvement of living standards. There is no difference between what we eat on weekdays and what we eat during the Chinese New Year.

It can also be when you go back to Zhuangzi during the Chinese New Year, and there are wine tables and card games everywhere.

They all smoke cigarettes that are dozens of dollars larger. When it comes to wages, none of them are less than 10,000 a month, and they can earn more money than each other.

Or it may be more and more formalized relatives after the year...

These many things are mixed together, resulting in the taste of the year in memory, and the taste of the year that I want is getting weaker and weaker, or even not at all.

The expectations for the year have also become lower.

However, this kind of thing that Han Cheng couldn't feel more and more in later generations, and he regretted it, in today's Qingque tribe, Han Cheng found it again.

Perhaps this is also the benefit of living in a relatively backward place, or the times...

The New Year's Eve dinner of the Qingque Tribe was eaten in the afternoon, and after the sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, the sky basically dimmed.

With the igniting of the bonfire and the beating of the leather drum, the more lively New Year's Eve began.

Girls love flowers, boys love guns, this sentence is not false at all.

The little girls in the Qingque tribe with braids, carrying lanterns made of ice, ran back and forth joyfully one by one.

The boys in the tribe don't have much cold about it. What they prefer to do is to throw the cut bamboo into the burning bonfire, and then cover their ears and lean on their side, full of excitement. Looking at the burning fire with some fear, looking forward to the sound when the firecrackers explode, and the sparks that explode...

Under the ice and snow, the rest of the tribes were hiding in the caves and shivering, looking forward to the cold days and nights when they left quickly, but the Qingque tribe was a sea of ​​joy.

If someone can look down at the night sky, they will find that on this night, on this piece of land, there are two places flickering with fire. These two places are the Qingquezhu tribe and the Tongshan residential area.

Perhaps after a few more years, there will be more such nights and such lights, and eventually the earth will be dotted with stars, just like the stars in the sky.

Although this process may be relatively slow, there may be some setbacks and difficulties along the way, but no matter what, a spark will always develop into a prairie fire one day...

Happy days always pass very quickly, and the years have passed in a blink of an eye.

It is said to be the past, but in another sense, it has not passed, because it remains in people's hearts.

The old primitive man in new clothes was leaning against a wall, dazed in a daze. In the past two days, all kinds of things that happened during the Chinese New Year were turning back and forth in his mind.

Every time I think about it, my heart will be shocked again.

One year, once again refreshed the old primitive man's cognition of the Qingque tribe, refreshed his cognition of a happy life, and made him feel as if he was in the cloud.

Not only him, but everyone in the Wind Tribe and the Neighboring Wind Tribe felt the same way.

In this year, all their fantasies about a happy life have been satisfied and greatly surpassed, and let them know that there is such a life...

After being shocked again and again, doubts arose in the old primitive man's heart.

He couldn't understand, they were all tribes, why they could live so well in the Qingque tribe, owning and enjoying so many things.

The old primitive man expressed his doubts. After hearing the old primitive man's doubts, the leader of the Linfeng tribe and the rest of the two tribes became confused. Doubtful, they also feel that they can't figure it out.

"It's because of the Son of God! It's because of the Son of God in our tribe, and these are brought by the Son of God!"

After hearing their doubts, an old man from the Qingque tribe gave the answer loudly and proudly without even thinking about it.

At the same time, he secretly despised the old primitive people. What is there to ask about such a simple matter?

Yes, it is indeed because of the Son of God. The tribe they used to live in did not have the Son of God, so their life was very difficult, as if they had been living in a dark and cold night, unable to find their way and see their way out.

Now that they came to the kind Qingque tribe and met the wise son of God, they finally felt the light and found their way.

These feelings of the old primitive people were known by the stone who had always been close to them, and the stone recorded it.

After being passed down from generation to generation, this passage has been summarized by later generations—the sky does not give birth to the Son of God, and eternity is like a long night!

Han Cheng passed by here and heard the conversation between them. While feeling happy that he can have such a high status in the hearts of everyone in the tribe, he also shook his head slowly.

"There are so many things in the tribe, and it can surpass many tribes. Part of the reason is because of me, but more, it is another thing!"

Han Cheng gathered all the people in the tribe and said loudly to them.

As soon as Han Cheng's words came out of his mouth, the people in the tribe became confused.

How is this possible? !

The changes in the tribe began after the arrival of the Son of God.

It is because of the leadership of the Son of God that our tribe can become the enviable and astonishing appearance at an astonishing speed.

This is something that I and others have seen and experienced with my own eyes. Why does the Son of God say at this time that he is only a part of it, and there are some more important reasons?

What is the reason that is more important than the Son of God? Everyone is puzzled.

They racked their brains to think and ponder, but they couldn't think of a reasonable answer.

Because, in their cognition, the Son of God is the most important and wisest!

"This stuff is labor!

Through labor, we can have so much food!

Through labor, we have spacious and bright houses to live in!

Through labor, we can get out what we want one by one!

Through labor, we can live a life like this! Only then can we live better! "

Han Cheng smiled and said to everyone.

As soon as such words were uttered, the people who were still puzzled by the answer gradually showed signs of enlightenment.

If you think about it carefully, everything in the tribe is indeed obtained through labor.

Without labor, none of these things that the tribe needs and possesses will appear out of thin air.

"It's because of labor, but more because of the Son of God!"

When everyone was talking about Han Cheng's labor and had a high degree of agreement, there were voices of opposition.

The voice seemed a little old, and the one who spoke was Wu who had been standing aside and hadn't spoken much.

"We are not afraid of suffering, and we are not afraid of working. Before the Son of God came, we had been working all the time. In order to feed the people in the tribe, many of us were working hard to find food.

Sometimes, when it rains and the weather is cold, I insist on going out to find food.

The hard work at that time was not less than it is now, but there were still many people who couldn't get enough to eat.

In the year when the Son of God came, the orchard in the tribe was robbed by the evil Teng Snake tribe. When our tribe spent the winter, we did not store enough food. Find the fish, and many in our tribe will starve to death that year! "

The witch, who had lost a lot of teeth, leaned on a cane brushed with tung oil in his hand, and spoke loudly to the crowd, his voice was full of reminiscence and excitement, and after speaking, tears even slipped from the corners of his eyes.

After saying such words, the place that seemed to be relatively noisy at first suddenly became quiet.

The earliest group of people in the Qingque tribe were all recalled by Wu's words from the past.

Yes, at that time, their life was really not very good.

Those who later joined the Qingque Tribe, such as the former Huangguo Tribe, the Bannong Tribe, and the Feng and Linfeng Tribes, heard Wu's words and realized that such a powerful and rich The Qingque tribe, in the past, had such a difficult time.

It turned out that they had also been brutally murdered by the evil Teng Snake tribe.

"It was the Son of God who led us to get enough fish, it was the Son of God who taught us how to make pottery, it was the Son of God who led us to make salt, it was the Son of God who taught us how to farm the land, how to build house walls...

It is only after the Son of God taught us these things that we can make the tribe better through labor, and build the tribe to what it is today step by step!

If there is no Son of God, no matter how hard we work, no matter how hard we work, we will not be able to get these things from the tribe, nor will it be possible to make the tribe such a rich place! "

Wu spoke loudly to the crowd, the more he talked, the more excited he became, and after he said it, his voice became a little hoarse.

The already quiet place became even quieter after Wu's words.

The only difference is that everyone's emotions were mobilized by the witch, watching Han Cheng's chest heaving violently.

The things contained in the eyes make people feel deeply moved when they look at them.

"Son of God!"

Wu turned around, saluted Han Cheng respectfully, and shouted respectfully.

"Son of God!"

The rest of the people also imitated the appearance of the witch, saluted Han Cheng, and shouted respectfully, with deeper emotions than when they sacrificed in the past.

They didn't know how to express the surging emotions in their hearts, and all they could do was salute respectfully, and then call out Son of God.

Standing here, Han Cheng listened to Wu's words and looked at the scene in front of him. His mood fluctuated violently. His whole chest seemed to be completely filled with something.

It was even about to flow out through the eyes.

Faced with such a group of simple and grateful people, what is there to be dissatisfied with? So what if you live in a primitive society?

Han Cheng wanted to promote the activity that labor is the fundamental source of wealth creation. After Wu's words, the taste changed unconsciously, but everyone still gained a lot from it, including Han Cheng.

Afterwards, Han Cheng carefully recalled the main process of this incident, and found that when he preached to everyone in the tribe that labor is the source of wealth creation, he ignored another thing, or a sentence.

This sentence means that technology is the primary productive force.

What Wu demonstrated and told everyone through the various changes of the Qingque tribe is actually that technology is the primary productive force.

Because Han Cheng, who came from later generations, knows many things beyond the level of this era itself.

From this perspective, Han Cheng can be understood as a complex of many technologies.

Think about it carefully, it is indeed like this.

It seems that after a while, I have found an opportunity, and I need to popularize this knowledge to the people in the tribe, and gradually change the ideology of the people in the tribe.

When working, you can't just work hard, you need to find and solve problems on the way to work, and find better and more convenient tools or methods...

"One house, two houses,

Green tiles, white walls.

Wide doors and big windows.

three houses, four houses

The flowers and fruits are fragrant in front of the house, and the trees are lined up behind the house.

Which house is the most beautiful? Count our colleges! "

The eleventh year of Qingque has arrived, but spring has not arrived as promised, and the Qingque tribe under the snow has already become a little more energetic.

On the cleared space, the warm sunshine was shining down. Women with braids of different thicknesses were sitting here in twos and threes, with small dustpans containing needles and thread at their feet, and their hands were constantly moving. , Through their hands, pieces of clothing, or shoes and the like are gradually formed.

Many primitive girls from the Feng tribe and Linfeng tribe who joined the Qingque tribe a few years ago also learned how to make these things.

Those who have never been exposed to these things before, seem very unfamiliar when doing it, and some people will get stuck in their hands from time to time.

Whenever something like this happens, some experienced elders of the Qingque tribe will stop their work.

Instead of blaming, they asked with concern, and talked about the difficulties they encountered when learning these things, and then patiently demonstrated them, and even taught them hand in hand...

More people are resting and adjusting their farm tools, waiting for the ice and snow to melt, so that they can start spring plowing and planting as soon as possible.

The people in the tribe are all excited about the magnificent scene depicted by the Son of God, that there are many grain cellars in the tribe, enough to feed the tribe for three years, and want to realize it through the hard work of himself and others.

This is the benefit of ideological education. It can mobilize people's enthusiasm to the greatest extent and let the people in the tribe work together.

The most pleasing to the eye is the orderly sound of reading books flying out of the big tiled building made of blue bricks.

Standing in front of the black-gray slate, Shi Shi, the next witch of the Qingque Tribe, pointed to the neat rows of chalk writing on the slate with a thin stick, and the children sitting upright in the classroom They opened their mouths wide following Shi Shi's guidance, and read aloud in unison.

The sound of childish and neat reading is floating in the Qingque tribe. Whenever such a sound is heard, the people who are doing things in the tribe will subconsciously slow down their movements, trying to minimize the noise they make... …

When the Qingque tribe began to rejuvenate and prepare for the arrival of spring, the bark, whose injuries had basically healed, also moved again...