Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Heavy snow is still flying out of the hole, the river already has a thick ice layer, few tribes now go out, if you stand outside looking, the eyes are all white.

There was a fire in the cave and the atmosphere was different from the past.

After loading the ice, the cave brightened up a lot without having to blow cold air. This feeling made the children in the cave novel, and they were in an unusual state of excitement for two days, surrounding the fire, looking at the words on the stone wall, and discussing each other.

Shao Xuan wrote on the stone wall the words left by the old hunter responsible for teaching. During the day, there was light that penetrated, and the words on the stone wall could be clearly seen without igniting the heap. I learned this, and the next time the old hunter doesn't have to come here to teach from scratch.

Unlike others, Shao Xuan stayed in the stone room for two days, except for eating, and carefully wiped off the stone powder on the stone room wall.

The debris in the stone room has been transferred elsewhere by Shao Xuan, and the painting on the stone wall is quite large.

Finally, after cleaning the last corner, Shao Xuan stood up and took a deep breath, moved his sore hands and feet, and took a few steps back. Through the light that penetrated, he looked at the painting on the stone wall.

The light is not very bright, and in some places the painting is not very clear. Shao Xuan still needs to use the torch to see clearly.

In addition to the paintings of the two places Shao Xuan initially saw, there are some paintings that surprise Shao Xuan even more.

The painting also deals with farmland and animal husbandry, those who work between farmlands, those who drive sheep with whips...

Thirty-five percent of the women picked out with baskets...

There are even people riding horses. One is the adult who runs on horseback with a child.

There is also a painting next to which I do not know if it is a battle or a hunt. This painting is longer than other paintings, accounting for almost half of the wall on the left. There is a tall horse in front of the painting, immediately there is a warrior wearing long feathers and a better physique than other rides. His head is raised and chest is raised. He looks very energetic and should be the leader of these people.

Behind that mighty soldier are a few rides to follow. There are also some... wolves?

No, that's not a wolf.

Compared to Caesar, the animal's tail was long and curly, with several tails curled upwards. Is that a hound?

Some of the hounds had tongues that seemed to be gasping, while the other two headed towards the side of the ride and seemed to be listening to who.

The backgrounds of these paintings also have some architecture, which is taller and bigger than Shao Xuan saw in the tribe. Although it is said that people living in the mountain area today live in much better houses than near the foot of the mountain, Shao Xuan followed the information he heard and simulated it in his mind. Even the houses of those people on the mountain, I'm afraid, are no better than painting these large houses.

Once again, I looked back at the painting that I had seen at the beginning, in which women were wearing ornaments on their heads. It was not as simple and rough as the ornaments worn by the women of the tribe today, but rather more refined, as for the cans held by women...

Shao Xuan thought of a possibility - ceramics - if not stone canisters with a complex pattern.

How long have these paintings been around?

How can it be hundreds of thousands of years old if it's about the same age as this stone room?

Thousands of years ago, there was livestock, farming and other agriculture, fisheries, pottery, hunting tools more than ever before, even with hounds, which are real hounds, not bitter wolves brought back by chance like Caesar!

Shao Xuan pressed down the shock in his heart and continued to look.

The painting on the left stone wall is distinctly different from the right stone wall. Where the left and right are separated in the middle, Shao Xuan can't understand what the painting is. It's too abstract. At first glance, Shao Xuan looks a little confused, and Shao Xuan can't speculate based on the front and rear paintings. However, it is clear that after this period of painting, the style of painting seems to have dropped sharply from the previous vibrant, confident state, with many paintings showing a hint of Shawther's coolness.

The woman who cried on her knees, standing on the ground, not knowing what children to look at, as if with infinite confusion, the background picture is not those big houses, but the hole where Shao Xuan is now.

No more agriculture and livestock raising, no more 35% of women carrying baskets to collect pictures, no more riding, no more hounds, no more ceramics that are much more sophisticated than stoneware...

Whether on the left stone wall or the right stone wall, there is a logo map above the engraved painting - a tribal totem.

The Totem of the Flaming Horn Tribe looks like two horns of a bilateral rhinoceros, but the horn is longer, with a flame, just like the name of the tribe.

So this is the Flaming Horn tribe?

Shao Xuan recalled that the archaeological classmate in his previous life had said that murals and rock paintings were generally used to depict the lives of people of that era, or what people fantasized about and hoped for at that time, were also a kind of spiritual support for humankind at that time.

The painting on this stone room is definitely not imaginary, the emotions in the painting are too strong, real experiences and things will provoke deeper, more intense, more intense emotions.

What did the tribe encounter?

Natural disaster?

A man-made disaster?

Or both?

At the end of the stone wall on the right, there are lots of patches, these patterns have very different styles, such as the one on the top left, like a spider resting on the web, the one on the right is a bamboo or some kind of plant, and there is only one thing like a mask, looking at the power of that...

These patterns have plants, animals, and all sorts of things that Shao Xuan can't imagine.

When Shao Xuan studied these murals, he was called outside.

“Ah Xuan, Uncle Ge is here! Xuan, come here! ”

The other children in the cave had little interest in the deep part of the cave. Over the years they lived in the cave, they would not go deeper than to pee and poop in specialized places in the cave. They had no interest in seeing those places once, so the child shouting Shao Xuan didn't go this way either, but shouted directly.

In retrospect, Shao Xuan realized that today seemed to be a day for food delivery.

Gert also sent food for three days at a time. When Shao Xuan saw him, there was still a lot of snow on the fur Gert was wearing, but Gert didn't care at all. He stared at the vents with ice on them, and he still had the stone plates in his hand. Obviously, he didn't expect this stuff in the hole. Since he was responsible for delivering food, it has been black in the hole in the winter. He had heard of similar things in the hole before, but never saw the children in the hole, plus the situation in the hole before, he didn't have much, I didn't expect to see them now.

Let the other children in the hole help “unload the goods”. Now there is plenty of food, and the children in the hole did not meet and compete as before. After hearing Shao Xuan's words, they all went to help, and then Shao Xuan distributed according to the group. As for how to divide the groups, he should not worry about it.

Shao Xuan didn't let Ger leave immediately today, but dragged Ger to tell the children in the cave about the tribe. After Ger sent the food, there was nothing else.

Shao Xuan just wanted to learn more from Ger to see if it could be related to the painting on the stone wall. Unfortunately, what Ger said was similar to what Shao Xuan heard from Langa and the others. There was nothing he wanted to know.

He drew a pattern on the ground with the branches of the carbide tree. Shao Xuan knew how many times he looked this way. Obviously, he saw what he was drawing, but there was nothing unusual about it. Obviously, he didn't know the pattern.

Shao Xuan painted one of the last very different styles of the stone wall on the right side of the stone room. Ger is also an old qualified warrior in the tribe. He doesn't know this pattern. Shao Xuan sighed in his heart. It seems that he wants to learn more about the painting on the stone wall, which is a little difficult.

In fact, at the end of the painting on the stone wall on the right side of the stone room, beneath the very different patterns, there is also a sentence, but Shao Xuan doesn't know a few words, only one sentence is not connected.

Although Shao Xuan can say the words here are smooth, many words are still rather unwieldy. Counting the next time the old hunter comes over, Shao Xuan will learn the words and wait for the chance to ask.

More than a decade later, the old hunter finally descended again into the cave.

I was surprised to see the changes in the hole, and I checked to find that the kids in the hole really understood a lot, and the old hunter was happy to take out a beast roll again and teach them something new.

In the teaching free time, Shao Xuan asked him to teach a few words, not all of which were on the stone wall, mixed with other words. Shao Xuan just didn't want the old hunter to suspect.

However, it proved that Shao Xuan thought too much. The old hunter taught people a lot of fun, but not much else. He thought that Shao Xuan had seen the words from other people, so he was quite interested in teaching Shao Xuan to identify.

After teaching, the old hunter also praised Shao Xuan: “These words are well written and cheerful! Must be a brave warrior from now on! ”

Shao Xuan just smiled and didn't speak. The words praised were written by him in the same manner as the words on the stone wall and were not reproduced in their entirety, but because they were written in the same way, they also brought with them some of the original myths and momentum.

In this way, painters and writers in the stone room should also be a warrior and potentially powerful.

When the old hunter left, Shao Xuan wrote all the words in the old hunter's new scroll on the stone wall for the children to review, and came back to the stone room himself.

After reading the words, Shao Xuan finally knew what they said.

“One day we will return to our homeland. Glory remains, and the fire of the Horn will never be extinguished. ”

There is also a “like” word behind this sentence, probably the name of the owner of the stone room, the person who engraved and wrote the sentence on the stone wall.

The last sentence was engraved very deeply, more deeply than any other painting, especially the last few words, and you can see how strong the emotion was when they wrote it.

Although I don't know why the mural here was later painted with stone, Shao Xuan is grateful and admirable for the people who wrote these words here.

As can be seen from that sentence, the situation of the other party, or of the entire tribe, is not good or even desperate, but the other party has not given up.

Even in despair, as long as we live, as long as the tribes remain, that means hope remains.

Shao Xuan took the branches of the carbide tree and drew a simple drawing with a thumb up behind the word "praise”.

I'll give you another toast.