The people of the Qingque tribe are suffering from insomnia once again. Some people are reminiscing the story told by the son of God, immersing themselves in it.

More people are thinking about the powerful weapon called bow and arrow, which can shoot down the sun from the sky, which is really unimaginable!

Thinking of the kind of weapon that the **** son would make tomorrow, I was even more excited, and I couldn't help thinking about bows and arrows in my heart.

Is such a powerful weapon too big to hold?

Their aesthetic point of view is still very pure, worshiping big and round ones.

This can be seen from the word ‘beauty’.

Sheep are big and beautiful, big sheep taste good and are also extremely edible. This feeling is very good. Starting from this most simple and intuitive feeling, the concept of beauty has slowly developed.

There are many people who can't fall asleep, and the stone that has been completely deflected by Han Cheng also has difficulty falling asleep.

But what he thinks is different from most people. It is not a powerful bow and arrow, but the kind of magical pill that allows people to fly into the sky after eating.

Queen Mother West, where can I find this outrageous tribal witch?

Thinking of this, he was full of entanglements.

However, in the entanglement, there is also a kind of excitement, because he has obtained a way to fly from the **** son, that is, Queen Mother Xi and her pill.

The girls like Xiaomei, Xiaoli and Chen do not have too much life pressure like adults. Since the arrival of the son of God, they have never been hungry again. In addition to the nature of some girls, they are not the most considered The kind of bow and arrow that excites the adults, but the Chang'e who lives on the moon alone holding a rabbit and dances from time to time.

At the beginning, they didn't have this concept of dancing. Since the night when they moved into their new home, the **** child took everyone to dance a dance around the flames, and they realized that it was dancing. It turned out that dancing is such a fun thing.

As a result, in their minds, a woman who was longer and stronger than the strong, surrounded by animal skins, was dancing on the moon with a rabbit in her arms.

As for what kind of dance they were dancing-of course it was the kind of dance that the **** son gave them and was called Yangge by the **** son.

Thinking about this, Xing suddenly wiped his head and felt that Chang'e was so pitiful. She danced alone without the flames. Where could their tribe dance with joy?

Naturally, Han Cheng would not know these weird thoughts of people in the tribe. Lying on the bed, he had already extracted his mind from the two familiar stories of Chang'e flying to the moon and Houyi shooting the sun.

Lying on the warm Kang, he was still thinking about how to burn charcoal.

This is really a distressing thing.

Damn, fire it from above next time!

After carefully recalling the successive failures of charcoal burning in these days, Han Cheng, who had no idea the more he thought about it, became upset.

After thinking for a while, he became anxious, thinking hard like this.

After this idea came into being, Han Cheng felt a little funny again. Why is he still as long as a child now?

After laughing at myself for a while, I decided not to think about it anymore. With this effort, it would be better to think more about bows and arrows. After all, this group of people are waiting.

He lay down like this for a while, after all, he didn't think about bows and arrows anymore, because the unintentional thoughts kept spinning in his mind and became more and more ingrained.

Actually, Han Cheng had the urge to get up and try a kiln at this time.

I have tried to burn it so many times, and I have never lit a fire from above, so it doesn't cost much firewood to burn it once.

So much has been burned before, and it doesn’t hurt to destroy one more kiln.

After making such a decision, Han Cheng's chaotic heart gradually calmed down, his sleepiness surged, and he soon entered his dream.

...

Early the next morning, the people of the Qingque tribe all got up, and even the warm Kang couldn’t stop their determination to get up.

"The Son of God!"

They had been waiting for a while, looking at Han Cheng who opened the door and called out with excitement and eagerness.

After Han Cheng was slightly surprised, he smiled. These people are very interested in bows and arrows, much better than himself, a **** who only wants to burn charcoal.

just……

It's just that they are destined to be disappointed, because even the most developed bow and arrow, it is impossible to shoot the sun down, and later rockets will not work.

After knowing that they had made the bow and arrow first, they would then tell the legend of Hou Yi shooting the sun, so that they would not have such a big heart gap after seeing the bow and arrow they had made.

Han Cheng thought helplessly, and asked everyone to wait for him first.

After solving his personal problems and simply washing, he began to build bows and arrows in the expectation of everyone.

With a group of people, I searched around the tribe for a while, found a tree with a more flexible texture, pointed to a branch with the thickness of a baby's arm, without him, this group of people who have insomnia who want to bow and arrow, immediately He pounced fiercely.

Instead of cutting down that branch, he started directly on the tree with a diameter of more than thirty centimeters.

They had already imagined bows and arrows last night. Although they could not think of the specific appearance of bows and arrows, there is one thing that everyone agrees with, that is, big!

No one believes anything that can knock down the sun.

So they simply ignored the branch, thinking that the son of God was referring to this tree...

Han Cheng looked at the fierce and messy people who kept waving the stone axe in their hands around the tree, and couldn't help being stunned.

What big bow do these guys want to make?

Moreover, it takes a long time for such a tree to be cut down~lightnovelpub.net~ He also thought that after he made the bow quickly, he went to experiment with his idea of ​​burning charcoal with broken cans, which wasted time. It can't be.

Busily shouted the senior brother Sha, and pointed at the branch above, indicating that it would be fine to cut this one down, without cutting down the tree.

Everyone was surprised. They looked at that little branch and then at the son of God, with a look of puzzlement. Can something like this make a bow and arrow that shoots down the sun?

Han Cheng understood what these guys were thinking, and said dumbfounded: "Cut down this big tree and make it into a weapon. Who of you can handle it?"

When everyone heard Han Cheng say this, they couldn't help but feel a little bit silly. They just thought about getting bigger, but they forgot about it.

The thin branch of the baby's arm was chopped down, and Han Cheng took the irritated people back to the tribe together and began to make the first bow and arrow in the history of the Qingque tribe, and it was also destined to disappoint.