wild trail

Chapter 15
Wang Lang is well aware of the power of belief. He has seen a lot of information about it from books and TV. There are almost countless conflicts that broke out due to different religious beliefs.

During the period of slavery, the living were killed to sacrifice to the gods, and the living were buried. In the dark Middle Ages of Europe, if they were judged by the church as witches, they would be burned alive. Scientists were also called heretics, and it was difficult to escape the fate of being burned.

Wang Lang does not want to establish such a religious system. As an orthodox descendant of China, Wang Lang certainly does not want his descendants to kill each other for some unfounded god. There is no morality and shame in this world. In this case, Wang Lang created a primitive religion. You can teach people what is beautiful, what is ugly, what is good, what is evil, teach people to distinguish between civilization and barbarism, and God is just a guide in the heart, there is no need to follow blindly, and you must have the heart to distinguish right from wrong, right from wrong. It is the religion that Wang Lang wants to establish.

"Lang, what does God look like, is it male or female?"

After people calmed down, they began to be curious about the appearance of God.

Wang Lang pretended to recall for a while and said: "I didn't see the appearance of the god clearly. Maybe the god didn't want mortals to see his true face, but there was a huge strange beast beside the god, which could fly into the sky and into the earth. , with a body like a snake, with fish scales, claws like a bird, horns like a deer, beards on the corners of its mouth, beads under its forehead, it can call wind and rain, it is very miraculous, God told me that this strange beast is called a dragon."

"Dragon? Could it be a dinosaur?" Someone asked in doubt.

Wang Lang shook his head and said, "I also asked God in the same way. God said that the dinosaurs we are talking about are called lizards, and dragons are in charge of the Yin and Yang between heaven and earth. I don't know what Yin and Yang are, but God created two and one black. For a white fish, the two fish are connected end to end and form a circle. God said that this is yin and yang. As for why, God didn’t say, He let us understand by ourselves.”

While talking, Wang Lang drew a Tai Chi pattern on the ground. Wang Lang couldn't help but want to laugh about his nonsense, but at this moment he had to put on a solemn expression. Suffocated internal injuries.

People looked at the Taiji diagram on the ground for a long time but could not see why. After killing a large number of brain cells, they finally gave up this useless behavior.

"We will study this yin and yang in the future, but God told me that it is called Tao. I asked God, what is Tao, and God said that everything in the world is Tao, you are Tao, and I am Tao. God's words are difficult to understand, God sees I didn’t understand what he said, and I wasn’t angry. Instead, it taught me a lot of wisdom. I tried to remember, but I only remembered a small part. When I came back to God, God had disappeared.”

After Wang Lang finished speaking, everyone was stunned by Wang Lang's words. God, yin and yang, dragon, Tao, these things that they had never heard of, kept echoing in their ears. From now on, they knew that the name of God is Tao. , instead of blindly praying to God.

The seeds of religion are gradually taking root in their hearts, and the rest is up to Wang Lang to constantly improve the system and make it grow in the direction he needs. All of this will take time to complete slowly.

Looking at the noisy crowd, Wang Lang signaled everyone to be quiet, and said, "God gave me guidance and let me know that drinking blood is wrong. God told me that salt can replace drinking blood, and it can make people more powerful."

After Wang Lang finished speaking, people looked at the bags on the ground differently, from the previous disdainful eyes to serious, what God said must be right, people thought so.

Looking at the expressions of the people, Wang Lang knew that his deception had worked. When he got them a few simple dishes tomorrow, he would know how important salt is.

The people followed Wang Lang and carefully moved the salt back to the tribe, and put the salt bags away. They all looked at Wang Lang and waited for his next order.

Seeing that people were staring at him, Wang Lang felt a little nervous, and said, "Everyone, stop surrounding me, let's go, let me think about what to do with the salt."

At this time, Wang Lang is not just a leader in the hearts of everyone. In their cognition, Wang Lang is the messenger of God walking in the world. After Wang Lang finished speaking, the people dispersed automatically, weaving cloth, cutting trees of felling trees.

Wang Lang asked Fanxing to bring the woven cloth, and it wasn't long before Fanxing took out the one-meter-long cloth from the cave and handed it to Wang Lang.

Looking at the yellow and white linen cloth, although it was still a bit rough, it was already cloth in the true sense. Wang Lang pulled it vigorously. The cloth was very strong and not damaged at all. The more Wang Lang looked at it, the more satisfied he was.

"Lang, although this cloth is very beautiful, how can I use it!"

"This cloth is still too small now, and it can only be used to make salt. If there is a large amount, of course there are other uses, but it is not very useful now."

Fanxing was a little disappointed after hearing this, why such a beautiful thing is useless.

Wang Lang didn't explain the specific use of the cloth to Fanxing, but touched Fanxing's belly, yawned, lay down on the small bed in the cave, and fell asleep not long after. Fanxing saw that Wang Lang was sleeping soundly, so she didn't wake Wang Lang up to eat, and she didn't wake up until the next morning.

When he woke up, smelling the smell of meat, Wang Lang's stomach growled, and he hadn't eaten enough for almost a day.

After eating the barbecue sent by the tribe, Wang Lang regained his energy. Today, he plans to make edible salt. Salt making is not very complicated. It is nothing more than a process of filtering and boiling to remove impurities.
Wang Lang found an empty earthen pot, lit a fire, put the earthen pot on the fire, poured water, then took out a large piece of yellowed salt and threw it into the earthen pot, and kept stirring it with a branch.

As the water temperature rises, the salt blocks dissolve little by little, and the water in the clay pot quickly becomes like mud soup.

Seeing that it was almost dissolved, Wang Lang fetched a new clay pot. After the pot on the fire cooled down, Wang Lang folded the only piece of cloth into three layers and covered the mouth of the pot.

The yellow mud-like water was filtered through three layers of cloth, and the water that flowed down was much clearer. When it was all poured out, a thick layer of impurities had been left on the cloth, and there was some unpleasant smell faintly.

Wang Lang washed the cloth once with water, and filtered the water in the pot again. Wang Lang repeated this step three times until he knew that no impurities could be filtered out of the linen cloth.

Next, put the clay pot containing the filtered liquid on the fire and boil it. After a while, the liquid begins to boil. As the temperature rises, the water in the liquid evaporates, the solution becomes saturated, and undissolved salt begins to form. A small particle, floating in the water.

Until a thick layer of white sticky substance was left in the pot, Wang Lang was worried that if he continued to burn, the salt might be scorched, so he turned off the fire and poured out the remaining water in the pot, and found a large leaf. Pour salt from clay pots over leaves to dry.

According to today's light, Wang Lang estimates that the salt can be dried in two to three hours.

(End of this chapter)