My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 236 Who Is Inventing Characters?

Hou Gang used his hand to write, "click, click" to draw on the dry and hard mud.

Whenever a character is completed, it will sing loudly and long: "Water comes out of the river. Therefore, the river has a water shape, with banks on both sides. There should be two verticals. The center is water and there should be four intermittent verticals!"

"Shu~"

One has vertical lines on both sides, and four short vertical figures standing in a line in the center, but not connected, appear horizontally.

As soon as the words appear, they emit a burning golden light, soaring into the sky, and interpreting the illusory vertical and horizontal phantoms of Dachuan and rivers in midair.

"Whoo~"

The golden cloud of merit and virtue above his head expanded a little accordingly.

"Fire, moving with the wind, should have the state of fluttering left and right!"

"Shhhh~"

Hou Gang put his whole body into the great cause of creating characters, and he had long forgotten where he was, and after a few more "Kaka", a fire character shaped like a flame appeared, like a small flame swaying left and right in the wind.

"Oh~"

The outlined "fire" character radiates red light and flies into the sky, creating a phantom in mid-air of a man making fire and the fire spreading.

The golden cloud of merit and virtue on the top of the head was born with the word "fire", and then expanded a little.

……

Time goes by.

Everyone was staring at the hieroglyphs that were constantly appearing on the ground, their eyes shining brightly and their breathing becoming short of breath.

There is not a single fool who can bring a gift to the "Yu Yu" ancestral court to exchange "Yu Fist", at least most of them are the patriarchs of various branches of Yu Yu.

Even if not, it must be the brave and resourceful people of each tribe.

How can they fail to see that the characters created by this young man are of incomparably astonishing value.

Compared with the picture-making and interpretation of "Ji", the characters created by young people are much simpler, and it is extremely easy to see the meaning of the characters, and it is very easy to spread and learn.

In a blink of an eye, half a day passed.

There are more than 300 characters carved on the ground, and more than [-] characters of various colors exuding magical power are floating above the head of the young Hou Gang.

Above the sky, the golden cloud of merit has expanded to more than 30 mu.

Hou Gang's creation of characters continued, which made him more and more excited, and he shouted loudly:
"'Mo', should..."

He made up characters without rules, relying entirely on his mind, he made up any character he could think of, but when he exhaled a "mo", he suddenly froze.

In an instant, he fell into a daze, his fingers covered with mud were hanging above the ground, and his whole body froze for a while, completely lost his mind.

"Mo!"

"Mo!"

"Mo, there is no shape, how should I draw it?"

"How should I draw it?"

Everyone was also dumbfounded.

Yes!

The more than 300 characters created before, all have specific forms, so they can be created according to the shape, but the word "Mo" has no specific form, so... how to make it?
"Huh...huh~"

The golden cloud of merit and virtue above his head was faintly disordered, and it was about to collapse.

Everyone stared at Hou Gang anxiously, hoping that he could figure it out. For example, "Ji" has patriarch Yu, and he quickly thought that besides "Mo", there are a lot of characters that cannot be formed according to the shape, such as " Sacrifice", "bless", "fold", "disgrace" and so on.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Beads of sweat oozed from Hou Gang's forehead, his eyes stared blankly at the ground, and he murmured: "Mo, it means sunset, how should we describe sunset?" (Note ①)

The great cause of creating characters, after more than 300 characters, suddenly got stuck.

With the passage of time, the signs of the collapse of the golden cloud of merit and virtue above his head became more and more obvious, and the light of more than 300 words containing power floating above Hou Gang's head gradually dimmed and gradually showed signs of dissipating.

To create the characters of the human race to inherit civilization is a great merit in one go for the way of heaven.

If only a few hundred characters are created, but other characters cannot be created, of course it is not a merit, because it is obviously unable to carry the continuation of civilization!

Can't a civilization have more than 300 characters, and others that can't be created should be represented by OOXX?
If this is the case, this kind of merit is too good, as long as you think hard, you can create a merit of one word!

Han Shou was also a little anxious.

This boy named Hou Gang is indeed not Cangjie!

Therefore, Cang Jie did not appear in the world, but it was actually his fault that this butterfly fanned Cang Jie away, so that this boy who could only create more than 300 characters was created?

Hearing Hou Gang crazily muttering "Sunset and Sunset" to himself, Han Shou saw that the great enterprise of creating characters was about to collapse, and hurriedly said: "There is no pictographic state, why not take its meaning and create characters?"

"The meaning of sunset is that the sun sinks into the ground from the west, and the top is in the shape of vegetation, and the bottom is in the shape of a sun. The upper and lower coincide, can't you also see its characters and know its meaning?"

"Boom~"

The void once again exploded with thunder that could not be heard below the celestial beings.

Hou Gang's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly: "Not bad, not bad!"

"Choose its meaning and create characters!"

A few more clicks of "Kaka", the upper part is in the shape of two grasses, the lower part is in the shape of Japanese characters, and a new character "Mo" is born immediately.

"Oh~"

After the word Mo was born, the golden cloud of merit and virtue above the dome suddenly more than tripled, from thirty mu to a hundred mu.

After Hou Gang created the character "Mo", he didn't care who made the point just now, and once again immersed himself in "Ka Ka Ka Ka" to create characters frantically.

Time goes by.

The text floating in mid-air has exceeded a thousand words.

The golden cloud of merit and virtue above the head has also increased to 150 mu.

At this moment, Hou Gang, who was frantically creating characters like flowing clouds and flowing water, froze again.

"Numbers are the knot of counting, one, two, three... how to make it?"

"Up, down, left, and right mean the characters of orientation, how to make it?"

The golden cloud of merit and virtue above the head showed signs of collapse again, and the thousand or so radiant words floating in mid-air began to dim again.

Nearly a hundred people scratched their heads anxiously, but no one dared to disturb Hou Gang no matter how anxious they were.

Soon, everyone suddenly thought of Han Shou who had reminded Hou Gang when he froze before, and looked at him expectantly. The eagerness and desire in his eyes almost made Han Shou vomit blood.

Looking at Hou Gang's eyes faintly showing unkindness.

Sure enough, compared with the original Cangjie, this fake progenitor of human writing is really not good.

But in order for characters to be born in the human race as soon as possible, Han Shou could only say in a muffled voice: "If pictograms and meanings are not good, then we can use the method of referring to things. If the number is one, then use one horizontal line to represent one, and two horizontal lines to represent one." !"

Hou Gang woke up startled, finally turned his head to look at Han Shou, and then quickly sketched numbers on the ground.

However, when he sketched the fifth number, he was stunned again.

Looking at the glaring five horizontal lines of "five" on the ground, I always felt that something was wrong, and wiped off the five superimposed horizontal lines with a "cross-cha", thinking hard for a long time to no avail.

Subconsciously turned his head and looked eagerly at Han Shou.

"Shu~"

All eyes fell on Han Shou's face.

Han Shou: ...

Gan!
This false patriarch of writing is really a dou who can't afford it?

I told you so clearly, referring to the law of affairs, but after a few words, I have to ask again!
Who is making characters?

……

Thousands of miles away.

A monkey with hair like steel needles and a body like a king kong, one foot tall, full of evil spirit, stared at the sky in a daze.

"Golden clouds of merit!"

The monkey's eyes sparkled brightly; "It must be a good person who has done great merit!"

(Note ①: "Mo" refers to the sunset in the earliest text, and later evolved into "暮", which also extended: no, no, no one, no kind of thing, and meanings such as speculation or rhetorical question!)
(End of this chapter)