There is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid of those who are determined.

After several days of arrangement, the traps outside the yard have been prepared, and straight arrow branches have piled up like mountains.

Of course, only a part of these arrow branches is inlaid with arrows, and the rest is just bamboo branches that sharpen the head.

At night, after dinner, everyone gathered in the courtyard, and their eyes were occasionally aimed at Wang Wei who was thinking.

When you come to this world, you will be facing the first battle in your life.

Although the number of people on both sides is not very large, once they fail, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Wang Wei deduced it before and after, and did he have any missing parts?

After all, the exercise is an exercise. Although he has plugged many loopholes in his arrangements, he always heard that things on the battlefield change rapidly, so he still feels a little uneasy.

Wang Wei thought about food, water sources, enemy responses, etc. countless times.

It was not until Wang Hu woke him up that Wang Wei realized that he promised everyone yesterday and told them a story today.

Looking at the tribe members who were looking forward to it, Wang Wei climbed up to the observation deck, cleared his throat and said, "I talked about the formation of our world yesterday. Today I will tell you the origin of us."

"After Pangu's death, his body turned into mountains, rivers, flowers, plants, trees, birds, beasts, fish and insects, but his soul has not dissipated for a long time and has always patrolled and protected this land."

"After countless years, he was tired, his soul split, representing light, good souls merged into the earth, representing darkness, and bad souls still floated in this world."

"Later, a woman named Nuwa appeared. Although she was a woman, she only had a human body and a snake on her lower body. She found the soil that Pangu's soul merged into. In order to commemorate Pangu's achievements in creating the world, she pinched the soil into a villain who looked the same as Pangu."

"Those soils merge into Pangu's good souls. After landing, they will say they will jump and become humans. That is our ancestors. But at the beginning, our ancestors only had men. When they are old, they will die and turn into soil again. Nuwa thought of a way and used her appearance to pinch some women. Women and men will reproduce, and they will give birth to descendants, and then their descendants will continue to reproduce, and we will be there!"

When Wang Wei talked about this, Cuihua below suddenly asked: "Wei, you said just now that Nuwa had pinched many villains. Did we have many ancestors?"

Wang Wei smiled and said, "No, our ancestors include Yan Emperor and Huang Emperor. We are descendants of Yan Huang. At that time, if there are too many villains, they will grab territory. After all, the food on each piece of land is limited. If there are too many people, some people will not find food and starve to death. Our ancestors Yan Emperor and Huang Emperor defeated the rest of the people and won so much land for us. However, the descendants of the rest of the people are not willing to let us occupy these lands, and may come to attack us in the future."

After listening to Wang Wei's explanation, everyone suddenly realized.

But then, they became worried again and asked Wang Wei what to do if the descendants of the other clay men came in the future.

Wang Wei smiled and said, "Our ancestors were able to kill them away. Now it's our turn, there are bows and arrows and bronzes, are you afraid that those who were defeated will come back? When you come back, just kill them away!"

Someone asked: "Wang Wei, how did you know these things?"

Wang Wei was excited and the key question came.

Wang Wei cleared his throat and said, "There is a blood flowing from our bodies. Their souls will give us guidance after they feel it. These things are what our ancestors told me. Not only that, there are many things such as bows and arrows, bronzes, fish cages, etc., which are the guidance of our ancestors to me."

Everyone was stunned and shocked by Wang Wei's words.

What a magical thing the guidance of our ancestors sounds.

The royal family believed Wang Wei's words without doubt. The fish people were skeptical, but looking at the surrounding yards and the strange tools, they believed them again seven or eight.

"Wei, why didn't I get guidance from my ancestors?" Wang Er asked suddenly.

Wang Wei looked at him and said, "You have actually been guided by your ancestors, but you don't know."

"You're talking nonsense, where have I been guided?" Wang Er asked dissatisfied.

"Wang Er, I ask you, which herb can kill parasites? Did you discover it? Forging copper buckets, is it only you who can do it in the entire tribe? Only you can do these things, and no one else can do it. Is it the guidance of ancestors to you? The guidance of ancestors is not to directly tell you what to do and how to do it, but to let you master some skills through your own labor, observation and thinking. It is like Wang Meng's archery technique, which was not as good as Wang Sun, but in the beginning of the drill, he shot more people than Wang Sun. Why is this? Because he thought more than others, he got more guidance, and everyone can get guidance from his ancestors. But this guidance is not something you can fall on your head if you stand there and don't move, but you have to fight for it yourself."

After taking a breath, Wang Wei gave a few more examples, just like Wang Sha raised grass pigs, knowing how to raise grass pigs better, but Wang Xiong followed him to raise pigs, but Wang Sha didn't raise it well.

The two of them received the same amount of guidance, but Wang Sha was willing to think more about pig farming, so he naturally got more guidance.

There is also the net compiled by Cuihua, which is not only faster than others, but also better than others. This is also because she has gained more guidance than others through her own efforts.

At the end of the story, everyone suddenly realized that the guidance of our ancestors was like raining.

Everyone can receive it, but some people use their mouths to receive it, while others are not afraid of being tired and hold the bucket to receive it. Naturally, more people receive it than those who use their mouths.

Some people are smarter. When the water falls to the ground, they can also gain a lot of rewards by using a bamboo tube.

But if you hide in the house and ignore nothing, you will naturally gain nothing.

"Wei, what should I do if someone says that he has received guidance from his ancestors in his dream?" someone asked again.

Wang Wei had thought about this question for a long time and answered directly: "This is simple. As I said just now, Pangu's soul is divided into two parts. The good one and the soil turn into our ancestors, while the bad one is missing. Our ancestors hoped that we would live well, so their guidance is good, but those bad souls do not want us to live well, so they will harm us. If someone says that he has also obtained guidance from his ancestors, then ask him what guidance he has received. If his guidance is good, it can make our weapons stronger, make our food more, make us cut long-leaved clovers faster, and make our clothes warmer, that is the guidance of real ancestors. If his guidance makes our lives harder, that is the bad soul is harming us, that is the false guidance!"

After hearing this, everyone felt relieved.

At the same time, I was secretly alert that I would not be deceived in the future and be harmed by those bad souls.

At this moment, Cuihua asked again: "Wei, you said that our ancestors drove away some enemies, and those people still want to come back and rob our territory. Do you know who they are? Are they no surnames?"

Wang Wei shook his head and said, "I don't know who they are, but I have a way to distinguish them."

"What's the solution?" everyone asked quickly.

"Our ancestors all tied their hair up and put them in hairpins. In the future, we can also learn from them and tie them up. Then we tell others the stories of our ancestors. Those who are willing to tie their hair up and put them in hairpins are the blood left by our ancestors, and our loved ones who have been separated for many years. If they don't want to, they are not our relatives." Wang Wei said, pointing to the shape of his head that he had specially curled today.

Everyone suddenly realized, and then they all followed Wang Wei's appearance and wanted to tie their hair.

Only the man left behind by the fish clan looked left and right, and the expression on his face was gloomy and sunny.

And the people next to him also looked at his bare head.

Fish men go into the water in winter. In order to avoid the cold hair with water, most of them cut off their hair, so they can't even tie them up.

Wang Wei waved his hand and smiled, "We did this just to make it easier to distinguish our bloodline. It is not to say that those who have no head or cannot have head are our enemies. The fish tribe members say the same thing as us. Even if they have no hair, as long as they agree with the ancestors of Yanhuang in their hearts, they are also our relatives."
Chapter completed!