From Chief to Ball

All religions are nothing but fanciful reflections in the minds of men by external forces which govern their daily lives.

It is used to fill the spiritual emptiness. If you don't come to occupy it, others will preempt it.

Since it must be there, since it is unavoidable, then... it is better to create a god, a god called ancestors.

Everyone who does something that can make the group grow must be protected by their ancestors; otherwise, they are enemies.

Everyone may be guided by their ancestors, because people of the same clan are all descendants of their ancestors.

God's guidance to improve the lives of the people is true.

God's guidance that lowers the lives of the people is false.

If this tribe can really expand to form civilizations and cities, then this primitive worship will produce a new religion.

A religion that worships ancestors but cannot be blindly followed.

A religion in which everyone may receive guidance from their ancestors, a religion in which everyone is a descendant of the god.

A religion that can easily distinguish true gods from false gods.

A falsifiable religion.

And this god, perhaps in the term of later generations, is called productivity, which deified the concept that this tribe could not understand.

And this god, perhaps in the term of later generations, is called science, a god that is born with the possibility of false gods, but it is also the easiest religion to distinguish false gods.

No esoteric theological debate, no Trinity or God-in-the-heart debate, much less arguing about what a certain sentence in the Bible means.

It only needs to be proved by facts.

You say you have been guided by your ancestors, prove it to me!

You let the bow and arrow shoot far, and you are guided by the real ancestors; you let the grain yield increase, and you are guided by the real ancestors; Guided...

You say that those who believe in you will live forever, but what if we can’t see the heaven full of milk and honey?How about I trouble you to invent a Leisi Niugeng water cart steam engine or something first?

You said that you are the only son of God... Hehe, the Son of Heaven in Huaxia was never the only son of Tian, ​​but the eldest son of Tian. He is not a shepherd of lost lambs.

When the divine right of the king is needed, future generations will find this explanation—in the industrial age, when the concept of equality for everyone is needed, it is only necessary to overthrow the setting of the eldest son.It is nothing more than a matter of opening one's mouth, and there is a lot of room for manipulation.

It is always good to plan ahead, at least the civilization of this race does not need an omniscient true god who cannot be violated and changed.

Although it is naive, imperfect, and even full of loopholes, the seeds have been planted, and one day it will take root and germinate.

The people of the same family have never heard such an "imaginative" story. They are amazed that this man named Pangu is so powerful, and they look forward to the day when the souls of their ancestors will appear in their dreams.

After hearing the story, the old grandmother took out a piece of charred charcoal from the fire.

A panda was drawn on the stone wall of the cave in a simple style, holding a bow and arrow, and handed it to a person.In the charcoal drawing, the rest of the clan pay homage to the black and white bear.

Simple lines outline the original rough beauty.

A primitive worship of gods was born next to the fire, and the bloody bow is the best illustration: the souls of the ancestors are guiding the tribe to live.

For Chen Jian, this god-making is just the beginning.

Chapter 7 Four minus one equals three

After dinner, Yuqian'er couldn't sleep because of the story, so she pestered Chen Jian, wanting to hear more dreams from her brother.

Chen Jian stretched out his finger and wrote a one on the ground, then stretched out two fingers and wrote a two...

Yu Qian'er looked at the two marks on the ground, and then at her own fingers, and seemed to understand what it was.

It seemed to her that this was the knot that the old grandmother tied on the bark of the tree.

Chen Jian counted to three, stretched out three fingers, and told Yu Qian'er over and over again.

Yu Qian'er struggled to make a sound, learning the simplest three numbers, but felt it was miraculous.

When catching prey in the future, there is no need to tie knots on the bark.

Yu Qian'er learned these three simple numbers all the time when the moon was shining on the entrance of the cave, and then fell asleep tiredly.

Early the next morning, Yuqian ran to the grass at the entrance of the cave early, caught some small grasshoppers, came back to feed the three dodo birds, and proudly told others that these were three birds, so the number one, two, three It is recited among the children.

It wasn't until someone stretched out four fingers to ask Yu Qian'er that she showed distress, but her brother didn't tell her.

The women looked at the children with a smile, and the men were preparing to go hunting as usual. The men looked at the bow, eager to try.

A big difference between humans and animals is that humans will think about what to eat tomorrow, what to eat the day after tomorrow, and what to eat in winter.

This is not a squirrel-like instinct, but the result of self-reflection.

Yesterday's prey is still left today, but it doesn't mean that you can rest today.

But just as everyone was about to leave, Chen Jian told everyone not to go hunting today, and his ancestors gave him new guidelines in a dream.

He pointed to the bow and said, "Everyone can have a bow."

Having seen the power of bows and arrows yesterday, the clansmen decided to follow Chen Jian's advice after discussing it.

The women were also kept by Chen Jian. They were going to collect some tubers.

Chen Jian said that the ancestors would give women a tool like a bow and arrow, which can easily capture prey.

After what happened yesterday, everyone believed in the guidance of their ancestors, so except for a few people who stayed in the cave to look after the children, the rest followed Chen Jian down the mountain.

Men certainly wish they had a bow, but women are guessing what new tools their ancestors will bring them.

They found some wrist-thick elm trees at the foot of the mountain. After Chen Jian explained, everyone smashed the small elm trees with stones.

Chen Jian led the women to peel off all kinds of bark with stones, collected all the fibers in the bark, and quickly made a lot of them.

After returning to the cave, under the guidance of Chen Jian, the men cut the small elm tree with stone knives, and soon the prototype of the bow was formed.

The women watched as Chen Jian tied several bark fibers to a stone, tied one end of the rope to the stone wall, and constantly turned the stones attached below, using the inertial rotation of the stones to wind these fibers together to form the ultimate Simple rope.

The clansmen already knew how to twist simple ropes, but they never knew that they could twist ropes so quickly.

The rope as thick as a little finger was tangled together, Chen Jian pulled it hard, and it was still strong.The rope can be made even thinner if the bark fibers are shredded carefully.

The women of the tribe learned to use the stone as the suggested spindle to wind the bark, and quickly twisted a large pile of bark into a rope.

But now they haven't figured out what Chen Jian is going to do.

Chen Jian found some small wooden sticks and stuck them in a row on the ground about five centimeters apart.