Ancient Eden Chapter 25:
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Calling her a man, her voice was slightly old.
She knew this voice. He was the leader, and they all respected him as Dawu. Mu Qing guessed that Dawu should be the title of king or leader.
Mu Qing responded and came out. I saw him looking at me quietly with his hands behind his back.
Except for the first time they met, when he came to her side and twisted her body to expose his black teeth, which turned her off, in the following time, I don’t know if it was because of Li Mang, but he didn’t treat her at all. How about it, except asking her to teach her how to tie knots occasionally. Mu Qingliang interpreted that time as the aunt going to the market to buy vegetables and pick out the fat and thin chickens and ducks, so her disgust towards him gradually disappeared. After all, she was making a living on his territory.
He has been looking for her more frequently recently, and the reason is related to an accidental incident a few days ago. That day when she and Nado came back to hand in the day's harvest, they saw the woman in charge of managing everyone's income counting the items in the baskets of the women in front, and then using ropes to make different marks. She was very busy and slow, and she was waiting later. The women were probably rushing back to cook and wait for their men to come back, and there was a lot of complaining.
Although everyone's income is publicized here, everyone's income will still be accumulated every day and recorded on the wall with symbols. Mu Qing estimated that this was probably used as a reference when allocating food to each family in winter. It was a bit rewarding to work more, so the women worked very hard every day. People already have a concept of numbers, but calculations beyond ten are a bit slow, and calculations over a hundred are not possible. Things must be divided into ten piles. When the ten piles are full, they can be marked with some kind of knotted rope to express the concept of hundreds. , when it reaches ten hundred, use another knot to represent thousands, and so on.
Although Mu Qing and the woman had a quarrel from the beginning, after so many days, except for the woman's face being a bit ugly when they met, they were getting along well. Seeing that she was in a hurry, she stepped forward to help count the fruits, and soon she counted the number of fruits in a basket, one hundred and twenty-three, and then she marked here to indicate where the one hundred and twenty knots belonged. Turn it over to the woman and draw three lines on the side. She counted and found out that if the woman had another knot to represent a hundred, she could remove the ten and replace it with one to represent a thousand.
The line soon became shorter. The women handed over their things, touched Mu Qing's forehead, and left happily. Touching the forehead here means thanking you.
Mu Qing was originally a little worried that the woman in charge would blame him for being nosy. But seeing that she was just relieved, and seeing a strange expression on his face, which seemed to be admiration, but also a little unconvinced, without much malice, he felt relieved, smiled at her, and handed her over. He went back together with Naduo.
Perhaps her reputation for being good at calculations has spread, so these days she and the woman in charge have been doing the counting together, and the woman has become more and more polite to her. Then Li Mang found out about this and looked at her as if he were seeing the telescope for the first time. Mu Qing felt like being worshiped for the first time in his life, and by such a strong man. Although I feel a little ashamed that I just took advantage and learned a little more mathematics than them, I feel good about it. She even thought about teaching the children here to learn Arabic numerals and simple arithmetic after a while, when she could communicate with them smoothly. After all, it would be very helpful for daily life.
Da Wujin often comes to see her, asking her to teach him how to knot knots. In fact, she had no other tricks for a long time, but he didn't seem to believe it, so Mu Qing had no choice but to teach him the Arabic numerals one, two, and thirty hundred. He was a little confused at first, but when he gradually understood that this was another way to express numbers, and that it seemed simpler and more practical than the traditional knotting method passed down from generation to generation here, his interest was aroused. Mu Qing sometimes even thought that the old man was a little cute because of his stubbornness. At least his interest in learning made her like him a lot more.
At first she thought he was learning numbers again, but she didn't feel like it.
Dawu stared at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Follow me." After saying that, he turned around and left, walking toward the outskirts of the settlement.
Mu Qing followed.
He entered the woods and headed due north.
The road ahead became increasingly difficult, and when we arrived, there were no traces of the road. She regretted that she had not worn shoes when she came out. The slippers on her feet were not enough to protect her feet from being scratched by the thorns on the ground. There were already several blood stains on her feet. Fortunately, I was wearing jeans, so my legs were protected.
As Dawu continued to move forward, Mu Qing hesitated several times and wanted to turn back, but he seemed to sense her intention and always stopped and looked back at her, smiling at her and pointing forward with his finger.
His smile was natural, but it had a hint of command. She subconsciously felt a little uneasy, but when she arrived, the situation became that she had to follow them, because even if she turned around and came back, she probably wouldn't be able to find her way back.
When Dawu stopped and refused to move forward, he touched the bone knife on his waist and looked at her coldly.
She knew she had no choice. She could only continue to follow him while looking anxiously at the dense jungle all around and above her head, but it was no use, she could not find the direction at all.
Just when she was about to run out of breath, Dawu suddenly stopped in front of her and turned to look at her.
"Go away. Don't come back."
He looked at her and said, with a look of indifference on his face.
Mu Qing thought he heard wrongly. While she was stunned, Dawu repeated what he just said again, this time very slowly, with the syllables coming out of his mouth one by one.
Mu Qing was sure that he heard correctly this time.
In a flash of lightning, she suddenly understood.
He wanted to drive him away from his tribe while Li Mang was in trouble. When they came out just now, no one in the tribe saw them. Even if someone saw them, except Na Duo, she didn't think anyone would dare to disobey the leader and tell Li Mang that she followed him out and then never returned. Li Mang would only think that she escaped on her own.
As to why, she thought she already knew.
She had no intention of begging him hard and promised him that she would stay far away from Li Mang in the future, as long as he didn't leave her alone in the jungle. Not to mention that she couldn't speak such complicated words yet, even if she could, he wouldn't be soft-hearted after hearing it. Because of her, he saw a glint in his eyes, mixed with cruelty and cunning, which she had never noticed before.
She just regretted that she was too trusting and only regarded him as an ordinary old man who was about to retire. She had forgotten that when he was young, he must have been a brave and even cruel man in the tribe, so that a man could lead his tribe to survive tenaciously in the jungle and multiply to the scale it is today.
Now, he eliminates his daughter's opponents.
Mu Qing was sweating, and now she felt cold. The sweat was pouring out, and her hair stuck tightly to her neck and back, as if she had just been fished out of the water.
She estimated that she was not strong enough to fight him if he wanted to kill her here. Although he was old, he still showed no signs of fatigue and breathlessness after walking so much. The joints in his palms were protruding and the backs of his hands were full of veins. Not to mention that there was a sharp bone knife inserted into his waist. More than enough to deal with her.
"There is a tribe going straight ahead. Find it yourself. Never come back again, or I will kill you."
Dawu looked at her, said slowly, and then pointed to the north.
Mu Qing didn’t fully understand, but he probably understood what he meant. The only thing she was glad about was that he didn't have any thoughts of killing her yet, he just drove her away.
She didn't want to anger him and let herself become a lonely corpse that would be bitten by insects, ants and beasts, and then slowly rot.
But even if she is lucky enough to escape being hunted by wild beasts and later find other aboriginal people, will they accept and treat her as an alien race well? Moreover, Li Mang thought that after she escaped, he would be sad for a while, and then he would slowly forget about her and completely return to his old life, right?
Mu Qingxin seemed to be filled with cold water, sinking heavily to the bottom of her body.
A somewhat complicated look flashed across Dawu's eyes, but he soon pursed his chin, passed Mu Qing, and walked in the direction he came from.
Mu Qing watched his figure disappear into the dense jungle.
A trace of fear emerged from her heart, slowly biting her heart like a bug.
She felt a little breathless and couldn't help but slowly squatted on the ground holding her head. She finally felt more comfortable and finally stood up again, but she looked around at a loss.
Should she go in the direction pointed by Dawu, or go back?
Going north, she may be eaten by wild beasts, she may get lost in the jungle and die, or she may find the tribe Dawu refers to and begin her unknown destiny.
Going south, she might die in the jungle, or she might be lucky enough to see Li Mang again. But what does she expect from Li Mang after that? Enemy the leader, or even the entire tribe, for her?
While she was hesitating, she suddenly heard a rustling sound behind her, which was the sound of the trees being separated.
Her first reaction was that of a wild beast. Her heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out of her throat. She turned around suddenly, but was horrified to see several male faces emerging from the jungle.
That person is obviously from a different race than Li Mang. They were shorter in stature, and each of them had a ferocious beast head as big as the mouth of a bowl branded on their chest, with ferocious faces.
Mu Qing's scalp went numb, she screamed and ran away, but the men behind her immediately came out from behind the bushes, screaming indiscriminately, and caught her in a few strokes.
Mu Qing barely resisted. One of them carried her on his shoulders, just like the first time she was caught by Li Mang.
They ran very fast in the jungle and jumped over ravines when they encountered them. Mu Qing was almost crazy because of the jolt.
As the sky darkened, they entered a cave, threw Mu Qing on the ground, and lit a fire.
Mu Qing looked around carefully and saw that this place did not look like a permanent residence. It's probably because they haven't arrived at their home base yet, so they're just staying here tonight. A man tore a roe-deer-like prey from his back violently, with blood splattering everywhere. He put it on the fire and grilled it for a while, and then he and his companion put the **** thing into their mouths and started biting it. After eating for a while, one of them looked back at Mu Qing, tore off a piece of meat, walked over to her, and handed it to her mouth.
The meat is still covered with fur, dripping with blood and white meridians. Mu Qing didn't want to eat and didn't dare to resist. He just tilted his head back slightly.
"Eat!"
The man shoved the meat into Mu Qing's mouth, opened his mouth and said the same thing as Li Mang and the others.
Mu Qing smelled the strong stench coming from his mouth, and the piece of meat had already entered her mouth. Feeling nauseated, she couldn't help but bend over and vomit, even though she hadn't eaten anything today, not even drank any saliva.
The men saw it and laughed. A man with a black scar on his face threw away the flesh on his hands and walked towards Mu Qing with a smile, his eyes glowing green.
Mu Qing saw his intention and couldn't help but retreat until he reached the cave wall, unable to move anymore.
A pair of dirty, hairy hands touched her body.
Just when she thought her clothes were about to be torn, there was a bang, and the man who had just stuffed meat into her mouth kicked the black-scarred man away and shouted angrily.
He spoke so urgently that Mu Qing couldn't quite understand. But the men seemed subdued. The man with the black scar glanced at Mu Qing, then reluctantly returned to the fire, picked up the piece of meat that he had left behind, and continued to eat.
After they finished eating the meat, they cracked open the remaining bones with stones and licked up the **** marrow inside.
Mu Qing was leaning against the corner, shaking so much that he could hardly close his teeth. It took him a long time to stop.
There was another burst of chaotic footsteps at the entrance of the cave. Several men went out to check, and soon many people were brought in with smiles.
They should all be in the same group.
What made Mu Qing stunned was that Dawu was among them, but the situation looked even more embarrassing than hers. Blood was dripping from the wound on his head, his whole face was extremely ferocious, and his hands were tied tightly behind his back with a rope.
Obviously, Dawu, like her, also became a captive of this group of people, and it seemed that it happened shortly after he separated from her.