"Brother Achu, how should I use this paper?"

After getting a stack of rice paper, Xiao Yueling asked Wu Chu.

"Paper! This is a baby! Let's clean up first, and I'll take you to appreciate the charm of words."

Wu Chu looked arrogant and took the papermaking tools back to the wooden house, and then asked Xiao Yueling to take him back to the hall on the top of the tree.

After arriving at the study, Wu Chu realized that something seemed to be missing.

Once you have a pen, you have a paper... Where is the ink? Where is the ink?

It is easy to solve the problem of inkstones, and you can find a stone to carve it.

Of course, in a world like the prehistoric world, there are not too many good stones. Just let Xiao Yueling find a piece of it and get it back in later generations. It is a treasure that can make countless people fight for their brains. You can even let Xiao Yueling help carve some patterns to add some beauty.

But the thing that is ink is a troublesome to make.

Forget it, just use charcoal and water to replace it.

Although he had forgotten the method of making ink, he remembered that he had watched some videos on this aspect before, which contained the method of making ink, which could allow Yibao to restore it.

But he remembered that the cycle of ink making required was very long, mainly dry putty and finally dry the ink to make it. Both steps took a long time.

Although Xiao Yueling, a celestial-level water control mage, is almost negligible, the step of the Yin Dry is almost done. However, there are a lot of materials that need to be prepared, and he doesn't even know if he can find some of them, and he will definitely not be able to get it out for a while.

However, using charcoal instead, although the effect is very poor, the efficiency is high enough.

When Wu Chu used a brush to dip the charcoal water and wrote the word "Yueling" upright on the rice paper, Xiao Yueling looked at them curiously, "Brother Ah Chu, are these words? Why is it different from the words I know? These words are square, so strange!"

When Wu Chu heard this, he was a little confused. There were words in the prehistoric world of this period? Then when the Saint Cangjie later created characters, did the Master of Heaven give him merit?

So he said curiously: "What are the words that Xiao Yueling knows?" He asked and handed her the brush, "Come on, you write two so that I can make a comparison."

Yue Ling said strangely: "Don't Brother Achu know those words?"

Although it was strange, Xiao Yueling still took the brush and drew two strange characters on the paper. They didn't look like hieroglyphs, but more like ghost-drawing talismans.

Looking at these two characters, Wu Chu's lips twitched slightly and asked, "These two ghosts... no, what do these two words mean?"

"This is Brother Achu's name!" Xiao Yueling said with a smile, "The two words written by Brother Achu before should also be my name!"

"You are smart!" Wu Chu also laughed and asked at the end: "Do you know how these words developed?"

Yue Ling frowned, "These words should have evolved from the laws of heaven and earth. Brother Achu looked at their shapes carefully. Is they somewhat similar to the runes on the clothes of the merit spirit treasure on your body? But who has derived them? I don't know that the reason why I know these words was given to me by Taoist Ziyu."

Are runes derived from the laws of heaven and earth considered text?

Wu Chu didn't understand. At this time, Yibao's voice came from his sea of ​​consciousness, "Master, these words of yours are all mature fonts in later generations. In this prehistoric world, such words are too scary! I think you'd better change them into hieroglyphs."

"Do you think your master, I, will understand the hieroglyphs?" Wu Chu complained in his sea of ​​consciousness, but on the surface he frowned, looking thoughtful.

When Xiao Yueling did not use her spiritual sense to pay attention to Wu Chu, she did not know the spiritual activities between Wu Chu and Yibao.

What's more, Yibao is still a top-quality merit spiritual treasure, and it may even be a treasure of merit. It's not that easy for Xiao Yueling to find out the little secret between them.

Yibao was silent and said, "I'll help you deduce it! Although I don't know the specific hieroglyphs, I believe that as long as the existing text is simplified and deduced backward, I should be able to imitate some plausible hieroglyphs. Anyway, there are no things like hieroglyphs now. If you invent it, then you have the final say!"

“…”

Wu Chu felt a little sorry for his ancestors again. He created the characters now. What should the wise man Cangjie, who passed down through the creation of characters in the future?

Senior, I'm so sorry!

Wu Chu silently repented in his heart, and then agreed to Yibao's proposal and asked Yibao to help him deduce hieroglyphs and create the words.

But slowly, Wu Chu gradually came back to his senses. It seemed that when he wrote these two words himself, it seemed that the way of heaven had not given merit!

So, those runes are indeed considered as words? Or is this merit of creation of words already included when the merits of heavenly law were given to mobile phones?

Logically speaking, since runes derived from the laws of heaven and earth have the meaning of words and can be used to convey information, it should be considered words.

So from this point of view, it is not certain whether it has merit or not.

Thinking of this, Wu Chu suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"Brother Achu, what are you going to write with them?" Xiao Yueling asked again.

Wu Chu smiled and said, "There are so many things that can be written! For example, we can write a "Baohuang Recipe" to teach all races how to better cook various ingredients. In the future, these recipes can be spread throughout the world. By then, your name of the moon spirit will be passed down for generations. All people who eat must remember your good deeds, and all chefs must respect you as their ancestor..."

Xiao Yueling was so shocked by the beautiful future portrayed by Wu Chu that she opened her mouth wide, and strings of small stars seemed to flash in her cute big eyes.

Finally, he said embarrassedly: "Brother Achu is too honored! My cooking skills are taught by Brother Achu! Later generations of chefs must be respectful of the chef's ancestors, so it must be Brother Achu. How could I steal Brother Achu's holy name for all generations! It must be impossible."

Wu Chu waved his hand and smiled, "It's okay, I don't want to be a chef. If you have the will, you'd better come on! Brother Ah Chu! I like to be an idle person."

The two of them were humble for a while, and Wu Chu said again: "In addition, you can also write some prehistoric stories, such as how you, the future chef god, became enlightened, and what difficulties and hardships he had experienced before finally learning this cooking skill? Of course, if Yue Ling had other good stories, you can also tell me, such as what was the battle between Taoist Ziyu and the Qinglong? What was the process of this battle..."

"This, what's the use of this?" Xiao Yueling was puzzled.

"Let them pass on their reputations to future generations! Let people know that in that ancient ancient times, there were such people in the world, and such things..."
Chapter completed!