Originally their weapons were made of beast bones or stones, but now they have bronze swords and bronze spears.
Originally, they drank from pottery vessels, but now they have bronze wine bottles, and they can even use bronze tripods to cook forest prey.
The first thing Cancong did when he came to their tribe was to scatter some green seeds on the tribe in the Western Zhou Dynasty. Those seeds seemed to be imbued with the power of God. They quickly took root, sprouted, grew vigorously, and finally grew into a tree. Mulberry trees.
The big white silkworm on Cancong's shoulder jumped to the mulberry tree and soon began to give birth.
After that, Silkworm Cong began to teach everyone how to collect mulberry and raise silkworms, and how to use silk to weave clothes...
Everyone worshiped Cancong as a god, but because the young man refused to reveal his name, they called him: Qing Yi God!
Dressed in blue, he is the god of all things!
Every morning, the strong men began to smelt copper.
Every day at noon, women start feeding silkworm babies.
Everyone is working on their own for a better life...
Silkworm Cong, on the other hand, leaned lazily in the peach blossom forest and looked at this beautiful scene.
"Hey! I caught you, slacking off again."
Peach Blossom playfully picked up a clear stream of water and splashed it on Silkworm Bush.
"I shot a hare for you today... By the way, knowing that you don't eat meat, I also picked jujubes from the mountain for you."
Taohua walked over with a smile, waiting for Cancong to tell him the story she hadn't finished yesterday.
Gradually, this backward tribe took the prototype of a country, which later became the ancient Shu Kingdom!
Peach blossoms were blooming all over the mountains and plains, and it was seen that these refugees were living and working in peace and contentment.
Cancong planned to leave.
He decided to wander to the next place, and his life had no fixed location.
But the people of ancient Shu were unwilling.
In order to keep Silkworm Cong, the tribal leader even said that he would give up his throne! Give Silkworm Cong the heaven-reaching scepter that symbolizes the king.
Cancong said that he had no desire for power and wealth.
He is just a wanderer who calls the West Sea his home.
Taohua also came forward to persuade him to stay, asking him if he didn't like this place? Or is there anything I have to do?
As long as you put the three-color camouflage on your face, you will be an eternal citizen of the ancient Shu Kingdom.
Cancong shook his head. If he didn't like this place, he wouldn't agree to the refugees settling here.
As for going somewhere else, it’s not like there’s anything to do.
But from the beginning to now, there was a voice in his heart. That voice told him that only by continuing to walk could he find what he was looking for.
Taohua was confused and asked: "What are you looking for? Can I help you find it?"
"You can't help me, because even I don't know what I'm looking for. I just know that only when I find it will I stop wandering and settle down completely..."
Cancong's answer made Taohua even more confused, but she knew that Cancong didn't belong here, and she couldn't keep Cancong.
Then let this strange man continue to travel to the distance!
However, what I didn't expect was that just when Cancong was about to leave, an army from the north climbed over the mountains and invaded the ancient Shu Kingdom!
That army was the elite royal division of the Shang Dynasty, and its leader was Zhenren, the leader of the witches.
The ancient Shu Kingdom, which had never fought a war, was no match for them.
Suddenly, the flames of war broke out, and the peach blossoms scattered all over the mountains and plains, stained with mottled blood. Under the peach blossom trees were corpses that were full of laughter one after another.
Blood, death, and fire turned this paradise into a purgatory on earth!
When Cancong, who was on the raft, saw the raging fire burning on the top of the mountain, he chose to come back, but what he saw was the people he had helped, as well as Taohua, who were captured one by one and tied to wooden stakes.
The leader was a man wrapped in black. He ordered the soldiers to torture Taohua and others.
Taohua and the others would rather die than give in. The flesh on their bodies was bruised by whips, and the red-hot bronze was branded on their faces, chests, and abdomens.
"You won't say it, right? Then don't ever speak again..."
Wu waved his hand coldly, and a soldier used a sharp knife to hold Taohua's chin and cut off her tongue!
Cancong wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by the silkworm on his shoulder.
Taohua, whose mouth was full of blood, seemed to feel something. She looked towards a patch of grass and saw the touch of green clothes that she cared about deeply.
Taohua first smiled at Cancong, then shook her head vigorously, signaling him not to come out.
The leader of the shaman spoke again: "Where is the man in green?"
"My patience is limited, and soon the second person's tongue will leave her body."
It turns out that the purpose of the witch is Silkworm Cong!
Everyone on the torture rack remained silent, as they would not betray the whereabouts of Cancong, but a new round of punishment ushered in.
The soldiers cut off their flesh one by one, blood spurted out, and pain climbed onto everyone's face.
But no one gave in, they gritted their teeth.
This time, Cancong couldn't bear it any longer. At this moment, a group of natives dressed as ancient Shu people suddenly rushed out from all directions in the west, and they fought with these powerful invaders.
While the leading witch was protected by the soldiers beside him and left, Cancong also rushed up and untied the ropes on the torture rack.
At this time, Taohua was dying, and she could no longer utter a word.
I could only make gestures and ask Cancong why he came back?
Hurry...point...away.
Those people...are...coming for you.
The originally heroic and beautiful peach blossom was now covered in blood, as angry as a gossamer, like a pottery doll that could be broken at any time.
Cancong was very puzzled. He asked Taohua: "Why don't you tell them my whereabouts, so that you can survive."
Taohua stretched out her hand and stroked Cancong's handsome cheek, gesturing with the same gestures they used when they didn't understand each other for the first time.
Because...we would never...betray a friend.
friend?
Cancong murmured these two words, and the dying peach blossom was still urging Cancong to leave. The tribal leader had been killed, and now there was only a plate of loose sand. This beautiful paradise had perished.
But this time, Cancong refused.
"This is the first time I have such a strong desire to stay in one place! The voice in my heart told me that I don't have to keep going."
Cancong said every word clearly.
Then he grabbed Taohua's three bloody fingers and solemnly wiped three blood marks on his face.
This is exactly the ancient Shu Kingdom's entry ceremony that he rejected!
But from today on, the God in Tsing Yi is a native of the ancient Shu Kingdom!
Taohua in her arms was surprised at first, and then smiled. She hugged Cancong's face affectionately, looking pious and extremely serious.
My king...please protect this place.
Just peach blossoms... I will never hear your unfinished stories again.
After making this last gesture, Taohua's hand fell heavily, but there was a satisfied smile at the corner of her mouth!
