Many people thought that the decorative patterns on the cups and other objects were purely for the sake of looking good or acting as a symbol. Shao Xuan used to think so too, but the more he came into contact with these things, the more Shao Xuan found that there were many mysterious things in them.
Just like the cauldron in front of him. Shao Xuan thought that what was displayed on the cauldron was all about the achievements of a slave owner in Anba City or other heroic deeds, or records of some memorable things. But when he carefully observed it, he found that there were many things that he could not understand.
Yes, just these words did contain some of the glorious history of Anba City. Although there were a few words that Shao Xuan could not understand, it did not affect his understanding of those words. They were words of praise for the ancient Anba tribe, as well as a few congratulatory words. If it was just these, it would be fine, but the cloud patterns on the cauldron that seemed to act as decoration or background always gave Shao Xuan a very strange feeling.
Many tribes liked this kind of cloud pattern. The Hui tribe that he came into contact with also liked to use cloud patterns. Probably because these vortex-shaped cloud patterns could not only be used as decoration and filling, but also had a sense of complexity and mystery in the structure. They were free and had a variety of styles. This cloud pattern flat-footed cauldron had a more delicate and complex cloud pattern pattern on the upper end. Each cloud pattern vortex rolled towards the center, some like rolling clouds, some like flowing clouds. What was composed of many cloud patterns was not a simple two-sided structure that repeatedly overlapped up and down, but was combined in a more natural way.
It was much more complex than the cloud pattern pattern used by the Hui tribe. It was also the most complex but most natural cloud pattern Shao Xuan had ever seen.
At first glance, the pattern was quite beautiful. Although it was not as attractive as the larger characters on the body of the cauldron, as long as one saw the cloud pattern, they would be attracted to it. It was an indescribable visual impact.
As decorations, their purpose had been achieved, but was that really all?
Shao Xuan stared at the patterns on the body of the cauldron for a while. He wanted to copy the complex and dense cloud patterns, but there was no paper around. Using cloth was too extravagant. Shao Xuan got up and went out to find some wide and long leaves. He then painted some paint on the cloud patterns on the body of the cauldron and used the leaves to print the patterns on the leaves. After that, Shao Xuan copied the cloud patterns on a piece of cloth.
Not only were there cloud patterns on the body of the cauldron, but there were also cloud patterns on the three flat legs of the cauldron. However, unlike the fine and complicated cloud patterns on the body of the cauldron, the cloud patterns on the flat legs were much thicker and more concise.
Shao Xuan also imprinted the cloud patterns on the flat feet one by one and studied them slowly.
Zheng Luo said that the cauldron was made by the Xia people. The Xia people liked to use cloud patterns. According to what Shao Xuan knew, cloud patterns were one of the earliest patterns. It seemed that every tribe that used cloud patterns had a very long history.
Yanjiao's flame patterns were also created early. However, in terms of usage, they were not as widespread as the cloud patterns. Because the cloud patterns were balanced, there was a sense of movement and harmony. When two sides overlapped, the patterns would not appear abrupt. However, the cloud patterns on the cauldron made by the Xia people seemed to contain more.
Since there was nothing else to do and it was almost winter, Shao Xuan would have more free time to study these.
After copying all the cloud patterns on the body of the cauldron onto two pieces of cloth, Shao Xuan went to the shamaness to ask about some older languages. However, the shamaness did not know much. She could only read about things from hundreds of years ago from the records of her ancestors. However, most of the records passed down by Yanjiao's ancestors were written by the shamaness. Most of the language used was also from the other side and not the local language.
Since he could not get the help he wanted from the shamaness, Shao Xuan could only think about it on his own.
Thinking about these cloud patterns, Shao Xuan felt as if he had returned to the time when he was studying the conclusion. Everything in the world was full of order and rules. Whether it was the wild beasts in the forest or the people in various places, the physiological functions of the body also operated normally because of order.
A person's sense of hearing, hearing, smell, and other bodily functions acted on the brain for a long time. It had a subtle influence on people's creations, which led to the creation of various arts and skills. This sense of order was also fully reflected in the symbols and patterns created. For example, the cloud patterns that Shao Xuan was looking at now.
There were many, but not messy.
The person who created such a complicated and natural cloud pattern must have pursued a sense of balance and order in his creation. Only in this way could the cloud patterns on the body of the cauldron be produced.
Then, under order, what did such a complicated combination of cloud patterns represent?
Shao Xuan stared at the cloud patterns for a day but could not figure out anything. After thinking about it, Shao Xuan went to the forest to pick up some leaves. The leaves that fell on the ground had already turned yellow, but they had not withered. The leaves were wider, and each one was larger than an adult's palm. They were also thicker.
After picking up the leaves, he dried them under the sun and stored them for later use.
At the same time, Shao Xuan also made a square sand table. The sand table was not deep, about one square meter in size. Shao Xuan picked up a branch and drew on the sand table.
The combination of the complex cloud patterns seemed too difficult. Shao Xuan tried to divide the cloud patterns into several pieces and draw them on the sand table. Every time he separated a cloud pattern, he would draw a single cloud pattern on a leaf.
After spending five days, Shao Xuan finished disassembling the cloud patterns on the cauldron. It was only a preliminary disassembly. He did not know if it was correct or not. Because there was no comparison, no one could tell Shao Xuan whether it was correct or not. Art existed in exaggeration and rendering, and the artistry of the pattern made it much more difficult for Shao Xuan to disassemble it.
After thinking for five days, in addition to eating, drinking, and going to the toilet, all the time was spent on disassembling. When he finally finished drawing the last cloud pattern, Shao Xuan was tired. With dark circles under his eyes, he ate a large pot of mountain fruit and meat soup. After a good sleep, he walked out of the house.
Although the Yang Guang outside was not as bright as before, for Shao Xuan, who had been cooped up in the house for five days, it was a bit dazzling.
After recovering from his trance, Shao Xuan planned to go to other places at the foot of the mountain to relax. It was not necessarily beneficial to be tense all the time. Maybe he could get some inspiration by walking around.
Recently, the temperature had dropped sharply. Almost every day, the temperature difference from the day before could be felt.
Looking into the distance from the mountain, a lot of yellowed trees could be seen five days ago, but now they were much thinner.
Recently, the people who went out to trade had all returned. Not only did Duo Kang bring people to trade in Anba City, but there were also people who went to other tribes to trade, silk fabrics, and other things.
Some of the hunted meat was hanging outside to dry. Walking down the road, Shao Xuan saw many beast heads and legs hanging in front of every house.
Seeing a familiar figure, Shao Xuan shouted, "Zhao Ming, what are you doing?"
Zhao Ming, who was carrying fruit into the house, looked in Shao Xuan's direction and said happily, "Shao Xuan … Elder!"
Shao Xuan looked at the fruits wrapped in big leaves. These were all kinds of fruits that were rarely eaten in the tribe. He asked, "What are these for? To make soup? "
Some fruits were not eaten directly. The tribesmen used them as seasonings to make soup.
"No, these are for the tapirs." Speaking of this, Zhao Ming's face was red.
Shao Xuan remembered that he brought back a nest of tapirs from hunting. Both the big ones and the small ones were brought back in a net bag for Zhao Ming to raise.
"Where's your brother? Not at home? "Shao Xuan scanned the house and did not see any adults.
"He went to chop wood with the others."
Zhao Ming brought Shao Xuan to see the tapirs he raised. The little tapirs were bigger than when Shao Xuan brought them back. Their fur had grown thicker. The colder the weather, the more fur these tapirs would have to protect them from the cold.
When they saw Shao Xuan come over, they all squeezed towards the mother model. The big ones and the small ones all nested in the corner with branches and dried grass.
"They're quite energetic. You raised them well. You can eat them when they're a little bigger." Shao Xuan looked at the tapirs and said.
"Xiaobi's mother said that these tapirs will grow faster after winter. They don't eat much in winter, so they grow slower." Zhao Ming thought of something and said happily to Shao Xuan, "But when they grow up, I won't eat them anymore."
"Why?" Shao Xuan was confused. Didn't these little kids always drool when they saw the wild animals in captivity? Why wouldn't they eat them?
Zhao Ming smiled, showing his white teeth. He did not speak, but faint patterns appeared on his face. The patterns were gradually deepening. It was not as fast as Shao Xuan's, but it was definitely deepening steadily.
"Totemic patterns?!" Shao Xuan was shocked, then smiled, "Congratulations, you're about to become a totemic warrior."
Although he had heard about it from others, it was Shao Xuan's first time seeing a tribesman who did not awaken during the ceremony. Perhaps this was the difference brought by the disappearance of the fire seed. The fire seed had been integrated into every Yanjiao's bloodline. As long as they reached the boundary of awakening, the fire seed in their bloodline could help them awaken at any time. There was no need to wait for the ceremony.
As for why Zhao Ming said he would not eat tapirs, of course, it was because once he became a totemic warrior, he could eat higher level beasts, such as fearsome beasts.
Even if he could not eat them, he could exchange them for other things. It was not a loss.
After walking around the foot of the mountain, Shao Xuan was called up by Guang Yi, who was carrying a large bundle of firewood.
Before this, Shao Xuan did not go out. He looked like he was busy with something, so no one bothered him. Now that Shao Xuan had come out, they called him up the mountain to talk.
After spending so much time together, Guang Yi, who had face blindness, finally had an impression of Shao Xuan. Although Shao Xuan's face was still blurry, he could recognize Shao Xuan just by looking at the bone ornaments Shao Xuan wore.
"Winter is coming. The shamaness said it will start snowing in three days. The chief has been discussing the winter hunt for the past two days," Guang Yi said to Shao Xuan.
Usually, when winter started, there would not be heavy snow. The tribe would organize a hunt, and when it started snowing, they would not go out.
After going up the mountain, Duo Kang asked Shao Xuan if he wanted to go for the winter hunt. The winter hunt had its dangers. Not everyone was suited for it.
"I'll go," Shao Xuan said. He wanted to use this opportunity to hunt a better prey to make a ceremonial animal robe for the ceremony.
Winter here was not long. After the end of winter, there would be the most important ceremony of the year. This was also the first ceremony Shao Xuan attended since he came here.
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