my causal simulator

Chapter 38

Observation is a time-consuming and energy-consuming thing. Fortunately, Humir helped, and Lin Shuhang changed shifts. He took a knife to help him describe the length of the shadow on the ground, and finally counted a set of data.

According to the method learned from the Internet, as well as the time calculated by himself, Lin Shuhang calculated that the longitude here is about 87 to 89.

It seems that there is only a 2-degree error, but in fact, the 2-degree error may be several hundred kilometers... After all, the exact latitude and longitude coordinates of the modern earth have reached 14 digits after the decimal point.

Of course, it's just accumulating observation experience and calculation experience now. When I enter the chapter next time and get a clock that can be accurate to a few seconds later, the accuracy will immediately increase a lot.

At night on the prairie, the starry sky is thousands of miles away. Compared with the modern smog days, observing the starry sky here is simply a kind of enjoyment.

Observation and calculation of Polaris is obviously easier than that of the sun. Although it is still very complicated, Lin Shuhang finally got a value of 47 latitudes.

The longitude is between 87 and 89, and the latitude is around 47.

If his calculations are correct, then this value surprised Lin Shuhang. After all, most of the Xiongnu territories in the Eastern Han Dynasty were already in modern Kazakhstan and Mongolia. It will definitely increase the difficulty if he goes back to modern times to dig.

But if you take longitude 87 and latitude 48, it happens to be within the scope of country Z, and it should be the place closest to the Han people in the territory of the Huns during this period.

In the chat with Humir, I also got another location that can define the coordinates, that is, if you ride south for less than a day, about one or two hundred miles, you can see a huge lake named Ka Nas Lake, the grassland of the Tufang tribe, is mostly kept at this distance from the lake and the Kanas River basin to the northeast. After all, the tribe often needs to replenish water sources.

It's a pity that Lin Shuhang didn't study geography, so he didn't know the specific lakes and rivers in this area, but this must be an important reference.

Make a silent note, you only need to look up the map of country Z when you return to reality.

The next day, Kuotai Zhebie still didn't go to class. Lin Shuhang calculated the latitude and longitude again, and the value he got was the same as yesterday. It seems that his calculation method should be correct, the only difference is the accuracy.

Of course, with Humil's help in the observation, Lin Shuhang spent more time practicing Xiao Zhoutian's mind method.

Now Xiao Zhoutian's mind method has begun to give Lin Shuhang a feeling of eating marrow and taste, probably because the body has been fully tortured or exercised before, making it easier to practice Lingyuan.

He has now fully mastered the knack of cultivation.

As the saying goes, if you practice boxing without practicing kungfu, you will lose everything when you grow old, but now Lin Shuhang's perception is that if you practice qi without training your body, you can't afford to get hurt in a fight.

Tormenting the physical body can make the spiritual energy grow rapidly, and the growth of the spiritual energy can also help to torture the physical body. These are completely complementary things, and it is not one plus one, but an exponential increase, and one is indispensable.

Otherwise, if an ordinary person without spiritual energy simply takes a horse stance or gets injured, even if he is exhausted, he will not be able to achieve his current training effect at all.

Two days passed in a flash, and the third day came soon, and the usually peaceful Tufang tribe also became lively.

The sound of slaughtering sheep and cattle, the enthusiastic smiles of the herdsmen, and the children also stopped all their classes, waiting to attend the wedding of Lin Muyuan and Humir today.

Frankly speaking, the Huns do not pay as much attention to marriage as the Han people, and they usually do not have any sacred and complicated etiquette.

After all, in the Xiongnu of this era, the status of women was very low, and they were still regarded as objects more often, even "father and wife follow, brother dies and marry wife". From a fundamental point of view, women are only theirs in the eyes of the Huns. Just a reproductive tool.

But Humir is the patriarch's granddaughter after all, with different status and status, and the old patriarch wanted to elevate Lin Muyuan's status in the hearts of the clan, so it was natural to be more formal.

The old patriarch not only slaughtered eight sheep and five cows, arranged a bonfire dinner for two or 300 people from the whole clan, but also prepared gorgeous clothes for them. Activities, everything is in accordance with the specifications of the Xiongnu nobles marrying daughters.

Therefore, during the daytime, several aunts dragged Lin Shuhang into the yurt, constantly trying on new clothes, teaching etiquette and rules for sacrifices, and so on. He was busy from morning to night, which made him want to calculate the latitude and longitude again. Time, let alone practice.

And it seems that because of yesterday's wrestling with Kuotai Zhebie, Lin Muyuan's reputation in the tribe seems to have improved a lot.

When people saw him two days ago, they just nodded at most, and most of the time they just looked at him with disdain.

But seeing people in the tribe today, one can obviously feel a kind of acceptance, and even the proud Mr. Getai who runs the tavern in Humir's mouth, he took the initiative to say hello to him with a smile.

This is not only because he has become the grandson-in-law of Humi Langtai. Obviously, on the grassland, apart from the strong, there is only one other pass that can be accepted by others, and that is courage.

Under the fidgeting and fiddling of several aunts, Lin Shuhang hadn't done anything serious all day, and was thinking about other things, so he was somewhat dizzy.

There is no sign of the expected crisis so far, so the soul problem that was entangled before came again.

Is it a hole or not?
Listening to the singing and dancing of the herdsmen around, smelling the roasted whole sheep on the bonfire, and drinking the kumiss that the herdsmen kept handing over.

The kindness of the herdsmen is hard to get rid of. There are all kinds of strange words and reasons for persuading people to drink. After drinking the first bowl, there are endless things to follow.

Even with Ling Yuan holding him down, he was getting drunk gradually, and he began to feel like a world away, and almost forgot that he was in the simulator, and had to return to reality to report to work at school.

It seems to be a good day to live like this.

The time of joy and dizziness always passes very fast, it is getting late, and soon it is late at night. With the support of Humir, Lin Shuhang walked into his place amidst the booing of all the herdsmen. small tent.

In the tent, eight red candles were lit at the same time in an unprecedented luxury, and Humir sat on the felt blanket with his head slightly lowered, seeming a little nervous, but also looking forward to it.

Looking at Humir's shy face illuminated by the candlelight, a few small freckles on that face were covered under the straw hat with a bead curtain hanging down, and his red face was reflected like a ripe apple in the candlelight.

Felt tents, blankets, candlelight, girls.

Lin Shuhang swallowed involuntarily. After four years of college, no matter how well-behaved a child is, he is no longer a child.

At this time, the alcohol was surging, as if there was a fire burning in the lower abdomen, and he was so dizzy that he almost forgot all the so-called crisis, work and so on.

Or, hole? !
Anyway, before the actual customs clearance, these causes and effects will not really remain in history, as if nothing happened, this is just a simulator scene... Why can't you indulge?

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently hold Humir's face.

Humir closed his eyes obediently, even his eyelashes were trembling slightly on his shy face, and his red lips covered in rouge were charming and charming, as if they had suddenly become ten thousand times more beautiful and alluring than usual.

Lin Shuhang could only see his blood rushing up suddenly, but before he aimed at the delicate red lips and kissed, suddenly there was a large rush of horseshoes outside the tent.

The flames of the bonfire burst out suddenly, and sparks splashed in all directions. Accompanied by several shrill screams, and the ensuing screams and cries, the whole tribe became a mess in an instant.

"Horse thief! Horse thief! It's the jackal of Kanas!"

(End of this chapter)