Chapter 2091

A group of human beings barely killed a fierce beast until they were killed more than half of their lives. They ate the fierce beasts raw, biting like wild animals, and even fighting for a piece of fat meat. Two human beings fought. One of them bit the other, while the other humans didn't see it.

Suddenly, a pair of feet, stepped on the wilderness.

These feet, wearing a pair of shoes.

It's all kinds of shoes, but it's a pair of rags.

This is a thin, short, dirty human being.

Although weak, but his eyes, but a strong light, there is unspeakable anger, looking at the man who ate fat meat, just killed his companion, he was extremely angry, extremely angry!

He was thinking, he was thinking, and finally, a kind of sensibility, which was not instinctive, overcame everything, regardless of his own weakness. He rushed up and stabbed the man with a slightly fine stone spear made by himself!

The scene became ethereal and void.

I don't know how many years have passed.

This once weak young man turned into a stout middle-aged man with a long beard, but he was cleaned very clean. In a cave, he was dressed in thick animal skin all over his body. Beside him was a spear made of rough copper. The spear was put on a campfire and dressed in a piece of meat. It was roasted, and it was cooked.

But he did not go to see the barbecue, and even forgot to have a piece of meat beside him. His eyes were placed in a bird's nest in front of him. There were several bird eggs in it. Through the light of the fire, he could see the life surging inside. It seemed that he would break the shell at any time.

He was fascinated, his manner was very enjoyable, suddenly a cold wind blowing, he panic out of hand to block the cold.

Bang!

The eggshell is broken.

A hairless, pink and tender bird hatches from the eggshell.

He got up excitedly and danced. The bird's nest was stolen by him. It was the hundreds of nests he had stolen. He had been waiting for more than ten days and finally hatched!

He was so excited that he couldn't express it. He seemed to understand how life was born, but he couldn't describe it. He was very anxious and even had some pain. Suddenly, he saw the charred charcoal on one side. He took it up directly and drew it on the wall, regardless of its still burning.

At first, he seemed to be painting, drawing the process of stealing the nest until it hatched.

But he was stunned because the painting could only record the reality, but could not express his inner thoughts and feelings. So he reached out his hand and wrote a strange symbol trembling.

This is a symbol that only he can understand. Every time he draws a symbol, he gives it a meaning in his heart.

He wrote hundreds of symbols at one go.

He suddenly found himself creating something unprecedented.

Not murals.

It's about written words.

A few years later.

He's a little old.

Human beings in this era have a short life span because they are short of food, clothing, natural disasters and other creatures. Now, he is nearly 40 years old, but he is still energetic. In the eyes of people around him, he is an old man, even a legend. Even tribal leaders regard him as a creature sent by heaven and ask him for help Ask a lot of things.

In his knowledge, the tribal people finally began to try to raise some animals instead of hunting.

At the same time, some houses built with mud and hay under his guidance also appeared.

Sitting in front of his house, he was polishing a bronze ware, which was a dagger. But he always looked up from time to time to see a handful of soil not far away from him. Some new shoots were born in the soil, which were young berry seedlings.

Suddenly there was a howl!

At one end of this small tribe, many people fled in panic. A monster with many spines appeared to hunt and kill the people here.

He roared, picked up the bronze ware being polished, raised his arm high, and vomited some obscure syllables. The human who was fleeing in a hurry was stunned for a moment. He hesitated to stop. Although he was still frightened, he stopped running. Instead, he turned his head, picked up various stone knives and axes, and stared at the monster.

He whistled.

Three extremely huge birds with sharp claws like iron and steel fell from the sky. Each bird was as big as a cow and fell on his side one after another, howling at the monster.

These three strange birds are the birds that he hatched many years ago.

After the appearance of the three big birds, the Terran suddenly full of courage, get together and kill the monster, and finally, kill the monster that can't be defeated!

All of them lifted him up and yelled, very excited.

Time flies.

In a forest.

More than a dozen strong men on some kind of horse like Mount, dressed in costumes made of monster fur and teeth, galloped through the forest.Behind them, there are bronze spears, their horses, and wooden bows. On their foreheads, there is a kind of painted characters. Compared with the surrounding barbarism and famine, they are out of place, showing a breath that has never appeared before.

As they gallop through the mountains and forests, the vision suddenly becomes wide. It is a river. Beside the river, there are many people who are naked, holding sticks, dirty, ugly and thin. There are more than 100 people. But when they see these ten strong men with bronze wares, they show a kind of extreme panic and terror.

But these more than a dozen knights, looking at the more than 100 people, showed no expression, but scattered on both sides to make way for a way.

Several wild animals, pulling a small wooden cart, came near.

A dozen stout men immediately jumped down and knelt on both sides.

In the log cart, it's him.

He is very old. His hair and beard are very long and white. He has lived to the age of 70. In this savage era, when the Terrans were only teenagers, he was almost worshipped as a natural God. When he appeared, the only trace of resistance of the more than 100 uncivilized, weak and savage people disappeared, and they could only kneel down Next.

He went to the leader of the more than 100 people, put out a hand, gently stroked his forehead, showed a kind smile, and then gave two things to the leader.

A pure copper sword.

And three plump seeds.

The leader shook his hands, took the sword and seeds, and wept and kissed the instep of his feet.

Time flies.

He's almost a hundred years old!

Lying in the hospital bed, the breath became weaker and weaker.

In this stone house, there are many stout men with animal skins, iron weapons and scarred bodies.

On each of their foreheads, there was a character carved with copper needles and paint, representing their tribe.

Everyone is a tribal leader.

There are hundreds of them.

They were on their knees, crying bitterly.

And outside the room.

There are countless Terrans, all in silent crying!

He was very serene, reaching out to touch the face of a child next to him, showing a satisfied smile.

The leaders of several tribes came forward and pronounced a few words in strange syllables.

I don't know how many times ago these words are, but in the dark, the inheritance in the blood makes Meng fan understand.

"Please leave something for us to worship."

He looked at several tribal leaders and opened his mouth.

"I am the same as you and should not be worshipped."

In a word, it's plain.

All the leaders were stunned.

The same

"So..." "What are we?" a leader asked in a flustered voice

He suddenly froze.

And then a finger came out.

He touched his own saliva and wrote down on a stone beside him for holding food.

People.

Arms down.

Leave safely.

The leaders cried, and all the people wept, even children of several years old, began to cry.

Finally, a leader wiped away his tears and picked up the stone, but found that the words on the stone did not dissipate, but printed in.

He took the stone, went outside the house and held it high.

Countless Terrans kneel.

Worship.

His body, it's starting to crumble.

It's like a stone, turning into dust.

But after dust, it is not nothing.

From the dust, a piece of ethereal things was lifted up.

It's a spirit.

The spirit should have dissipated between heaven and earth.

But because of the most devout worship and the most painful remembrance of countless human beings, they did not disperse or disappear!

Out of the flesh, he saw too many Terrans in the void, and saw things that could not be seen with the naked eye.

Some of the dark, diffuse in the law between heaven and earth, a trace if there is no vitality!

He was excited like a child. He kept waving his hands, trying to grasp the rules and touch the vitality. He thought that he had understood everything in the world and all the knowledge, but he suddenly found that he was still so naive. There were countless unknowns in the world. He was no longer safe. He began to miss the world. Then Also began to fear, because he suddenly found that under the power of those who are in the dark, his blood clan is so weak, so vulnerable!

It seems that all that he created in his hard life will disappear in the blink of an eye! Be erased by all kinds of forces!

So he turned his head and saw that among all the people, there was a woman whose eyes could see the laws and vitality. He saw that the woman was just pregnant, and the flesh and blood had not yet formed. He tried his best to let himself, the only trace of spirit, penetrate into the woman's stomach.Ten months passed.

The Terran still worships him and lives according to the Tao He created. The Terran opens up wisdom, so even without him, they will continue to move forward and challenge.

On that day, the woman gave birth to a child.

The moment the child was born, he did not cry, but actually stood up with those young feet. In the case of everyone's surprise and dare not stop him, he went back to the place where he died in the last life, stretched out his tender little hand and stroked a stone tablet.

There is only one word on the stone tablet.

People.

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