Parker brought the hot water and brought a bunch of fresh herbs.
Bai Qingqing lets Parker clean his body and apply the herbal mud mashed with stone mortar. The whole person is green.
The animal skin clothes on the body are also bound to be stained with medicine.
Bai Qingqing felt the clothes were sticky and said to Curtis, "it's better for you to shed your skin. You won't get dirty after wearing it at this time."
"I can shed new skin in the hot season." Curtis used the letter to probe Bai Qingqing's cheek. "Last year, there were many snake sloughs, I'll find them?"
Bai Qingqing shook his head: "so far, let's forget it."
"I'll go!"
Vincent's voice came from under the tree, and then he crawled in through the hole. "I know where to hide. I'll get it back."
"It's too far!" Bai Qingqing said.
Curtis's snake tail is flying, and he is about to draw people. Bai Qingqing's prescient feet lift up and press on his snake tail.
"By the way, Vincent, are you ok?" Bai Qingqing thought of Vincent just now and looked at him anxiously.
Vincent's face was covered with wind and frost, and his complexion was very poor. He was beaten by Parker, and his body was bruised.
"I got scorpion poison again, but I can get it. The leader of the scorpion family has killed them. Those scorpions will not come again. "
Vincent said that his tone was as bland as talking about the weather. When talking about killing the leader of the scorpion family, his eyes showed joy.
Bai Qingqing was both sad and guilty, and said: "then you can't go. Stay at home Cough, rest. "
The word "home" made the three males in the tree cave hold their ears. Vincent's eyes were filled with wild joy, while Parker's face was angry. Curtis directly shook the snake tail and photographed Vincent out of the tree cave.
"Curtis." Bai Qingqing, Lala Curtis's hand, pleaded, "don't worry about the wounded."
Curtis's face was cold, and he didn't reply. He only photographed Vincent as soon as he tried to climb into the tree hole.
In this way, Vincent built a simple nest under the tree. Every time it rains, the nest gets wet. Vincent lived happily, and he was in a good mood every day.
Bai Qingqing pays more attention to hygiene. The wound on his body is not inflamed. It will be better in a few days. Today, Curtis finally agreed to go down the tree.
I haven't seen it for a few days, and the plants outside are thick again.
Vincent is working as a fan under the tree. He runs all over the mountains and forests, digs out all the stones and fruits, and wants to make enough food for Bai Qingqing to eat for a year.
All kinds of stones and fruits on the ground are spread out as carpets, and the trees around are also hung with pink, light red, light yellow, light purple, light green I can smell fans from afar.
Looking at the exaggerated formation, Bai Qingqing was stunned and went to Vincent's side and asked, "are you doing all these alone?"
Vincent didn't see Bai Qingqing for several days, and saw her eyes full of joy. "This is the last batch of stone fruits. The tiger orcs told me that the stone fruits will rot later. If you don't make them now, you can only eat them in the cold season after eating them at home."
"Are you tired?" Bai Qingqing looked at the stones and fruits all over the ground and felt powerless. "How are you? Is the poison all right
Vincent shook his head. "The poison is getting less and less. I can control it."
Bai Qingqing said, "I went to Parker to help. It's too much."
"It's much easier than planting rice. It's not necessary." Vincent finished, looked at Bai Qingqing with a nostalgic eyes, and continued to press the stone fruit with his head down.