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Volume 1 Chapter 412 Neither speech nor writing can be understood

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    He picked up the pen, filled it with ink, and started drawing on the paper. In a moment, a whole map of the Nine Provinces Continent appeared on the paper.  Not only was the entire continent of Kyushu drawn, but the Kyushus were also clearly distinguished, and even the positions of several important Taoist sects were marked on the paper.  Even the islands in the South China Sea are painted on it.  Looking at the map of Kyushu he drew, Ren Daoyuan was extremely dissatisfied. It was indeed a bit difficult. The South China Sea Islands were too large. The focus of the map he drew was naturally on the Kyushu continent. Therefore, the proportions of the map of the South China Sea were completely drawn.  wrong.  Map, this is Kyushu Continent.  As Ren Daoyuan spoke, he wrote the four characters "Jiuzhou Continent" on the right side of the map.  Ah the girl screamed and jumped to Ren Daoyuan's side. The weapon in her hand had been thrown to the ground. Her beautiful big eyes were staring at the map drawn by Ren Daoyuan.  Ren Daoyuan followed her gaze and realized that what she was looking at was not actually the map, but the four big characters on the right side of the map.  A smile appeared on her face. This girl was quite interesting. She was timid and frightened, but didn't have much sense of self-protection. She was like a frightened kitten at first, but now she saw something she was interested in, even the thing in her hand.  No more weapons.  A series of weird musical scales came from the girl's mouth. The girl pointed at the four characters on the map and said a lot of words, but unfortunately Ren Daoyuan couldn't understand a word of it.  Map, this is a map, a map of Jiuzhou Continent. I live in Jiuzhou Continent. It is here, called Qingzhou. I live in Yanqing Prefecture, the capital of Qingzhou. My name is Ren Daoyuan.  Ren Daoyuan pointed to the location of Yanqing Mansion in Qingzhou and said.  Another string of words that were completely incomprehensible, the girl pointed to the brush in Ren Daoyuan's hand, her face full of expectation.  You want to write with a pen?  Ren Daoyuan asked, handing the brush in his right hand to the girl.  The girl took the brush with slightly trembling hands. She followed Ren Daoyuan's example and held the brush in her right hand. She stroked for a long time, but she didn't dare to start writing.  Ren Daoyuan could tell that she had never used a brush before, and the way she held the brush was something she had learned now. Her wrist was shaking so much that the tip of the pen kept shaking, making it impossible to write.  The girl bit her red lower lip, thought for a long time, and finally started to smear on the paper. In Ren Daoyuan's view, she was really just smearing. The drawn things were of different thicknesses, curved and twisted, that is, they were not  It's like writing, not like drawing.  It took half an hour for the girl to finally finish the painting. She stretched out her left hand and wiped a handful of sweat on her crystal forehead. When she met Ren Daoyuan just now, no matter how nervous she was, there was no trace of sweat. She painted these two groups  The weird lines made her very tired.  Thiswhat is this?  Ren Daoyuan picked up the paper and read it carefully.  First of all, it is certain that what the girl drew is definitely not a painting, let alone a map. It is a bunch of balls, but it looks like writing, but what is she writing?  The girl pointed at the two ink stains, said softly, and then pointed at herself.  Between her and Moji, there was a back and forth.  This is your name?  Ren Daoyuan somewhat understood.  But is this thing really a word?  Suddenly, Ren Daoyuan's heart moved, he took out another piece of paper, laid the two pieces of paper flat on the ground, picked up the brush, stared at the two ink marks, looked at them for a while, and then started to imitate the ink marks.  There were many strokes and they were very complicated. Ren Daoyuan quickly imitated them.  Of course, what Ren Daoyuan, who has received higher education since he was a child, writes will not be compared with the two ink marks drawn by the girl.  Ren Daoyuan put down the pen in his hand and picked up the two words he wrote. Ren Daoyuan's face changed slightly. Not to mention, these two words might really be words.  The feeling given by this word is not only very beautiful, but also has a touch of vigor and simplicity.  Yiyi acridine, the girl pointed to the words written by Ren Daoyuan, her face full of joy. Obviously, what Ren Daoyuan wrote was correct.  The girl looked down at the paper on the ground. On it were two lumps of writing she had written, which couldn't be called words at all, and her face turned red again.  Wait a moment, let me think about it, I seem to have seen this font somewhere before.  Ren Daoyuan said, regardless of whether the girl could understand or not, he squinted his eyes and began to recall.  Ren Daoyuan is a child of an aristocratic family and has received a good education since he was a child.  It is a pity that Jiuzhou Continent does not pay much attention to literary education. This is a world of Taoist masters and warriors. No matter how knowledgeable you are, you cannot compare with Taoist masters. No matter how strong you are, you cannot compete with Taoist masters.  Compared with warriors.  Only those children from aristocratic families who really have no talent will choose other professions, such as doctors, officials, historians, etc.  "These professions are already very remarkable in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of real children of aristocratic families and disciples of the Taoist Sect, they are nothing.  Taoist masters have a photographic memory. No matter how good a scholar is, it is impossible to compare with Taoist masters in this regard.?Therefore, Taoist masters can learn far more than so-called scholars and historians.  However, Taoist masters focus on Taoism and Taoism, and study Taoist tools. When they have time, they must continue to practice, improve their martial arts level, extend their lifespan, and enter the heavenly level, so as to facilitate the study and use of Taoism.  Instrument Tao tire.  Most Taoist masters have a lifespan of about two hundred years, which is at least twice as long as that of ordinary people. However, the things they need to learn and research are more than ten times more than that of ordinary scholars.  Therefore, things that are very useful in the eyes of scholars may be worthless in the eyes of Taoists.  Historical books and the evolution of writing are all things that scholars and historians are concerned about. Taoist masters only need to know the characters and learn all the necessary historical knowledge. Who has time to learn other knowledge?  Those things may sound interesting, but they have nothing to do with Taoist tools. No Taoist would waste time on them.  In Ren Daoyuan's mind, he went through everything he had learned since childhood, just like watching a movie.  In the end, it was helpless to find that what the Ren family taught was the same as that of most children of aristocratic families. Except for some necessary knowledge, other things were not taught at all.  Fortunately, he finally found some words in his childhood memories that were somewhat similar to the words in front of him. These words were said to be the oldest words written two thousand years ago.  It's a pity that Ren Daoyuan doesn't know many of these ancient characters, and they are much simpler than the two words in front of him.  Ren Daoyuan had a feeling that the two things in front of him were indeed words, and their history was much older than the words Ren Daoyuan had seen two thousand years ago.  Ren Daoyuan knew something about the evolution of writing. In ancient times, human beings were mainly based on hieroglyphics. In fact, to put it bluntly, they were small paintings. These paintings were constantly reduced by superfluous things, and finally evolved into what they are now.  Word.  Ren Daoyuan picked up the paper in his hand again and read it carefully. After half a quarter of an hour, Ren Daoyuan gave up. These two characters were obviously not hieroglyphs. He wanted to judge their meaning through their appearance.  It's simply not possible.  In contrast, although these two characters have many strokes, they look extremely comfortable and more beautiful than the characters in Kyushu Continent.  What surprised Ren Daoyuan the most was that although this kind of writing was completely different from the writing in Kyushu Continent, it seemed to be of the same origin and traces could be found.  It's a pity that I don't know a single word, so I can't find a breakthrough at all. It's also impossible to recognize the words through calculation.  Let¡¯s eat something, I¡¯m a little hungry.  Ren Daoyuan raised his head and said to the girl. He knew that the girl couldn't understand her at all, but it didn't matter. Communication would help deepen understanding. Although Ren Daoyuan couldn't understand what she said, he had the ability to remember what she said. The more he listened, the less likely he would be.  If you can guess a little bit and have a clue, the subsequent communication will become easier.  Ren Daoyuan said while taking out food and water from the dream bag.  The space in the stone ring is too small, and it is filled with useful things. This time when entering Fengming Valley, Ren Daoyuan was well prepared and brought sufficient supplies. There was no need to mainly rely on dried meat and dry food as before.  That thing will naturally not taste that good. There was no way before. The space in Shijie was too small. Only dry food can save space.  From the dream bag, he took out two food boxes. These were customized by Ren Daoyuan in the small town inn. The ingredients inside were extremely rich. When he opened the lid of the box, the aroma was fragrant. Ren Daoyuan didn't know if Destiny Yuzhou was the center of Kyushu, but theirs  The food quality is excellent, even in Qianzhou, it is slightly inferior.  This is mine, this is for you.  Ren Daoyuan said, pushing another food box in front of the girl.  The girl¡¯s eyes almost popped out of her eyes. She couldn¡¯t figure out where she picked up such a big box.  Why couldn't she pick one up?  What's even more strange is where Ren Daoyuan conjured such a big box. It's amazing.  Speaking of which, Lan Qing can be considered a little weirdo among the tribe. Not everyone can come in here. If you want to come in, ninety-nine out of a hundred people will die, and the same is true when you go out.  Every time she comes here, Lan Qing will be fully prepared, carrying a large package with enough dried meat and water in it. She will not leave until all these things are consumed.  Let alone the Lan tribe, even the Tang tribe and the Jun tribe, no one can enter and leave here freely like her.  Of course, those powerful tribes have no interest in this place. Although some weapons and armors can often be found here, the number is too small and most of them are useless. Too many tribesmen have died for this, so there is no need to  Taste loss. ?? took the food box, followed Ren Daoyuan's example, opened the lid of the box gently, smelled the aroma of the food inside,??I can't believe it. This thing is for food?  How can it be?  How can it be so fragrant and smell so good?  What kind of meat is this made of?  Taking out the knife and fork from the box, Lan Qing naturally recognized this thing, but how did it become so refined?  These are too small, and they look so beautiful. Are they specially used for eating?  Picking up the pen, filling it with ink, and started drawing on the paper. In a moment, a complete map of the Kyushu Continent appeared on the paper.  Not only was the entire continent of Kyushu drawn, but the Kyushus were also clearly distinguished, and even the positions of several important Taoist sects were marked on the paper.  Even the islands in the South China Sea are painted on it.  Looking at the map of Kyushu he drew, Ren Daoyuan was extremely dissatisfied. It was indeed a bit difficult. The South China Sea Islands were too large. The focus of the map he drew was naturally on the Kyushu continent. Therefore, the proportions of the map of the South China Sea were completely drawn.  wrong.  Map, this is Kyushu Continent.  As Ren Daoyuan spoke, he wrote the four characters "Jiuzhou Continent" on the right side of the map.  Ah the girl screamed and jumped to Ren Daoyuan's side. The weapon in her hand had been thrown to the ground. Her beautiful big eyes were staring at the map drawn by Ren Daoyuan.  Ren Daoyuan followed her gaze and realized that what she was looking at was not actually the map, but the four big characters on the right side of the map.  A smile appeared on her face. This girl was quite interesting. She was timid and frightened, but didn't have much sense of self-protection. She was like a frightened kitten at first, but now she saw something she was interested in, even the thing in her hand.  No more weapons.  A series of weird musical scales came from the girl's mouth. The girl pointed at the four characters on the map and said a lot of words, but unfortunately Ren Daoyuan couldn't understand a word of it.  Map, this is a map, a map of Jiuzhou Continent. I live in Jiuzhou Continent. It is here, called Qingzhou. I live in Yanqing Prefecture, the capital of Qingzhou. My name is Ren Daoyuan.  Ren Daoyuan pointed to the location of Yanqing Mansion in Qingzhou and said.  Another string of words that were completely incomprehensible, the girl pointed to the brush in Ren Daoyuan's hand, her face full of expectation.  You want to write with a pen?  Ren Daoyuan asked, handing the brush in his right hand to the girl.  The girl took the brush with slightly trembling hands. She followed Ren Daoyuan's example and held the brush in her right hand. She stroked for a long time, but she didn't dare to start writing.  Ren Daoyuan could tell that she had never used a brush before, and the way she held the brush was something she had learned now. Her wrist was shaking so much that the tip of the pen kept shaking, making it impossible to write.  The girl bit her red lower lip, thought for a long time, and finally started to smear on the paper. In Ren Daoyuan's view, she was really just smearing. The drawn things were of different thicknesses, curved and twisted, that is, they were not  It's like writing, not like drawing.  It took half an hour for the girl to finally finish the painting. She stretched out her left hand and wiped a handful of sweat on her crystal forehead. When she met Ren Daoyuan just now, no matter how nervous she was, there was no trace of sweat. She painted these two groups  The weird lines made her very tired.  Thiswhat is this?  Ren Daoyuan picked up the paper and read it carefully.  First of all, it is certain that what the girl drew is definitely not a painting, let alone a map. It is a bunch of balls, but it looks like writing, but what is she writing?  The girl pointed at the two ink stains, said softly, and then pointed at herself.  Between her and Moji, there was a back and forth.  This is your name?  Ren Daoyuan somewhat understood.  But is this thing really a word?  Suddenly, Ren Daoyuan's heart moved, he took out another piece of paper, laid the two pieces of paper flat on the ground, picked up the brush, stared at the two ink marks, looked at them for a while, and then started to imitate the ink marks.  There were many strokes and they were very complicated. Ren Daoyuan quickly imitated them.  Of course, what Ren Daoyuan, who has received higher education since he was a child, writes will not be compared with the two ink marks drawn by the girl.  Ren Daoyuan put down the pen in his hand and picked up the two words he wrote. Ren Daoyuan's face changed slightly. Not to mention, these two words might really be words.  The feeling given by this word is not only very beautiful, but also has a touch of vigor and simplicity.  Yiyi acridine, the girl pointed to the words written by Ren Daoyuan, her face full of joy. Obviously, what Ren Daoyuan wrote was correct.  The girl looked down at the paper on the ground. On it were two lumps of writing she had written, which couldn't be called words at all, and her face turned red again.  Wait a moment, let me think about it, I seem to have seen this font somewhere before.  Ren Daoyuan said, regardless of whether the girl could understand or not, he squinted his eyes and began to recall.  Ren Daoyuan is a child of an aristocratic family and has received a good education since he was a child.  It is a pity that Jiuzhou Continent does not pay much attention to literary education. This is a world of Taoist masters and warriors. No matter how knowledgeable you are, you cannot compare with Taoist masters. No matter how strong you are, you cannot compete with Taoist masters.  Compared with warriors.  Only those who really have no talentOnly the children of aristocratic families would choose other professions, such as doctors, officials, historians, etc.  "These professions are already very remarkable in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of real children of aristocratic families and disciples of the Taoist Sect, they are nothing.  Taoist masters have a photographic memory. No matter how good a scholar is, it is impossible to compare with a Taoist master in this regard. Therefore, a Taoist master can learn far more than so-called scholars and historians.  However, Taoist masters focus on Taoism and Taoism, and study Taoist tools. When they have time, they must continue to practice, improve their martial arts level, extend their lifespan, and enter the heavenly level, so as to facilitate the study and use of Taoism.  Instrument Tao tire.  Most Taoist masters have a lifespan of about two hundred years, which is at least twice as long as that of ordinary people. However, the things they need to learn and research are more than ten times more than that of ordinary scholars.  Therefore, things that are very useful in the eyes of scholars may be worthless in the eyes of Taoists.  Historical books and the evolution of writing are all things that scholars and historians are concerned about. Taoist masters only need to know the characters and learn all the necessary historical knowledge. Who has time to learn other knowledge?  Those things may sound interesting, but they have nothing to do with Taoist tools. No Taoist would waste time on them.  In Ren Daoyuan's mind, he went through everything he had learned since childhood, just like watching a movie.  In the end, it was helpless to find that what the Ren family taught was the same as that of most children of aristocratic families. Except for some necessary knowledge, other things were not taught at all.  Fortunately, he finally found some words in his childhood memories that were somewhat similar to the words in front of him. These words were said to be the oldest words written two thousand years ago.  It's a pity that Ren Daoyuan doesn't know many of these ancient characters, and they are much simpler than the two words in front of him.  Ren Daoyuan had a feeling that the two things in front of him were indeed words, and their history was much older than the words Ren Daoyuan had seen two thousand years ago.  Ren Daoyuan knew something about the evolution of writing. In ancient times, human beings were mainly based on hieroglyphics. In fact, to put it bluntly, they were small paintings. These paintings were constantly reduced by superfluous things, and finally evolved into what they are now.  Word.  Ren Daoyuan picked up the paper in his hand again and read it carefully. After half a quarter of an hour, Ren Daoyuan gave up. These two characters were obviously not hieroglyphs. He wanted to judge their meaning through their appearance.  It's simply not possible.  In contrast, although these two characters have many strokes, they look extremely comfortable and more beautiful than the characters in Kyushu Continent.  What surprised Ren Daoyuan the most was that although this kind of writing was completely different from the writing in Kyushu Continent, it seemed to be of the same origin and traces could be found.  It's a pity that I don't know a single word, so I can't find a breakthrough at all. It's also impossible to recognize the words through calculation.  Let¡¯s eat something, I¡¯m a little hungry.  Ren Daoyuan raised his head and said to the girl. He knew that the girl couldn't understand her at all, but it didn't matter. Communication would help deepen understanding. Although Ren Daoyuan couldn't understand what she said, he had the ability to remember what she said. The more he listened, the less likely he would be.  If you can guess a little bit and have a clue, the subsequent communication will become easier.  Ren Daoyuan said while taking out food and water from the dream bag.  The space in the stone ring is too small, and it is filled with useful things. This time when entering Fengming Valley, Ren Daoyuan was well prepared and brought sufficient supplies. There was no need to mainly rely on dried meat and dry food as before.  That thing will naturally not taste that good. There was no way before. The space in Shijie was too small. Only dry food can save space.  From the dream bag, he took out two food boxes. These were customized by Ren Daoyuan in the small town inn. The ingredients inside were extremely rich. When he opened the lid of the box, the aroma was fragrant. Ren Daoyuan didn't know if Destiny Yuzhou was the center of Kyushu, but theirs  The food quality is excellent, even in Qianzhou, it is slightly inferior.  This is mine, this is for you.  Ren Daoyuan said, pushing another food box in front of the girl.  The girl¡¯s eyes almost popped out of her eyes. She couldn¡¯t figure out where she picked up such a big box.  Why couldn't she pick one up?  What's even more strange is where Ren Daoyuan conjured such a big box. It's amazing.  Speaking of which, Lan Qing can be considered a little weirdo among the tribe. Not everyone can come in here. If you want to come in, ninety-nine out of a hundred people will die, and the same is true when you go out.  Every time she comes here, Lan Qing will be fully prepared, carrying a large package with enough dried meat and water in it. She will not leave until all these things are consumed.  Let alone the Lan tribe, even the Tang tribe and the Jun tribe, no one can enter and leave here freely like her.    Of course, those powerful tribes have no interest in this place. Although some weapons and armors can often be found here, the number is too small and most of them are useless. Too many tribesmen died for this, so  Don't miss it.  Taking the food box, she followed Ren Daoyuan's example and opened the lid gently, smelling the aroma of the food inside. She couldn't believe it, was this food for food?  How can it be?  How can it be so fragrant and smell so good?  What kind of meat is this made of?  Taking out the knife and fork from the box, Lan Qing naturally recognized this thing, but how did it become so refined?  These are too small, and they look so beautiful. Are they specially used for eating?
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