Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 1658 Origin and Development
"Look, what is painted on this mural?" Yu Wenyou couldn't help asking, as if feeling a little depressed as he walked in a muffled voice.

"If you want to figure out the murals, no one would dare to recognize the number one if Xiaopang is second." Xi Zhuo curled his lips half-jokingly.

"Let Xiaopang take a look and explain to everyone."

Xiaopang really couldn't hold back his words at the moment.

He followed Ye Mingzhu Yuhui all the way, looked around, and kept looking at the murals on both sides.

However, apart from his true self, no one is interested in these murals...

He was also embarrassed to talk nonsense in such a place, so as not to be beaten by Brother Qiu Han and the others.

Now finally hearing Yu Wenyou raise his head, Xiaopang couldn't control his chatter: "According to my observations along the way."

"These mural portraits record the origin, growth and life of an ancient tribe."

"This mural also reveals a lot of problems, such as the economic environment and political factors at that time."

Everyone couldn't help but twitched their mouths.

Glancing at the mottled, several pieces of murals that have fallen off, I feel that I can't think of so many...

"Look! There are some very powerful elders in this tribe."

"They should be at the helm responsible for the direction of the entire tribe's decision-making."

Xiaopang pointed to one of the murals and talked eloquently.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

In the sky above the mural, there are three suns and four moons. Underneath are a group of old men wearing red cloaks and holding staffs. They seem to be discussing something.

Xiaopang led everyone to look at another painting: "Look! There are so many moons and suns in the mural in front, this one is normal! Everything is thriving and growing, which means that this tribe is developing in a good way."

"Among those old men, the oldest one fell to the ground."

"It shows that these elders paid a very difficult price under the living environment at that time."

"Probably they shot down the extra suns and moons."

Jiang Nai:  …

Shoot the sun?Why do you feel that Xiaopang is more capable of chattering than himself, and the fairy tales are coming out of his mouth?

Xiaopang didn't see the expressionless expression on his face when everyone at the scene looked at him...

This guy went on to talk with eloquence:

"Then the clansmen created totem images for these old men to record their contributions."

"Hey, look, there are dotted lines of light and shadows drawn in front of this totem. Does it seem that these tribesmen are dedicating their power of faith?"

Jiang Nai's eyelids twitched, and his gaze suddenly froze.

The disciples of Xuanjian Peak felt that Fatty was very unreliable at first, but when they heard the word "faith power", they all focused their eyes on him.

"Wow, this tribe has begun to develop rapidly."

"Create your own family emblem and imprint, and start to thrive." Fatty looked at one mural after another, and the story became more and more smooth.

Pointing to a painting next to him, he said, "Look, several other small tribes around this tribe prostrate themselves on the ground, prostrate themselves, pay tribute to them, and enshrine them as gods."

Xiaopang suddenly slapped his thigh while talking, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Wow, this mural is not...recording the origin and development history of the ancient gods?"

Everyone was stunned, and they all stepped forward to watch the mural.

Zhuo Yi opened his mouth, "If you put it that way, it's... really similar."

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Make up four more later

(End of this chapter)