Chapter 519

On the yellowing sheepskin roll, there is a kind of strange creature with skin full of fine barbed spines, a long tail and a huge head. Some strange creatures like wrinkling shark appear on the paper.

Ye Xi turned his head and said, "is the deep-sea multi gilled monster with fishy flesh like this?"

When ye Xi was painting, Cang Wu was staring at the parchment all the time. His eyes were full of disbelief, and he said after a long time that he said: How can you paint such a real picture? "

In her impression, painting is just a line on the wall of the cave painted with gorgeous paint. It is impossible to distinguish the specific shape of the animals from the "painting".

And ye Xi's paintings simply refresh her understanding of painting.

Ye Xi looked at the appearance of the Cang fog, and was secretly happy.

It was the first time that he saw the shock of Cang Wu. His eyes widened and he looked a little cute.

Ye Xi knew very well that the impact of such mature painting techniques and lifelike portraits on the backwardness of civilization was absolutely incomparable.

The degree of shock is like that of people in the last world who saw a child kill a huge prehistoric beast with his bare hands.

Ye Xi said with a smile: "this is nothing. If you master the skill, you can also draw such a picture."

Cang Wu raised his head, and his bright eyes looked at him intensely, which made Ye Xi's pupil appear again, stretching and shrinking, as if breathing. It was strange and terrifying.

Ye Xi felt that he was shrouded in a dangerous atmosphere, and his hair could not help but stand up. He had a strong desire to draw a knife.

After a long time, Cang Wu took back her sight and all the expressions on her face. She turned to the parchment, pointed to the multi gilled monster on the scroll with snow-white and slender fingers, and said slowly,

"there are some places that are not painted correctly. Here, the eyes should be narrower and the eyes should be smaller. There is also a hidden cheek on the top of its head..."

Ye Xi breathed a sigh of relief and revised it according to the description of Cang Wu.

After the modification was correct, ye Xi changed his pen, dipped it in black ink, and marked the name of the deep-sea multi gilled monster beside it, as well as the living area, recipes, habits and so on heard from the fog.

Cang Wu didn't lose his temper when he saw these Chinese characters. At least it looked quite calm on the surface. He just said, "this is not a witch's word. Is this your only character?"

Ye Xi: "it does not belong to me alone. In the future, everyone in Xicheng will own them and use them."

Cang Wu said with a smile, "they look very regular and beautiful."

Ye Xi: "do you want to learn? I can teach you. "

Cang Wu nodded with interest: "good."

So ye Xi pressed down his discomfort and began to teach Cang Wu to write without any distractions.

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When he taught Cangwu, he was very careful. He began to teach the simplest words, and then learned the radicals and some commonly used characters. It's not as simple and crude as to the chiefs. If you just give them a code, you will make them stumbling and stumbling.

The teacher taught carefully and the students were extremely intelligent. Cang Wu learned most of the Chinese characters in just half a month with a speed of doubting IQ.

Later, ye Xi also taught Cangwu painting. However, Cang Wu's talent in painting was not so amazing. The things he drew were always wrong and could not be as vivid as ye Xi's.

However, Cang Wu was shocked by Ye Xi's mature painting skills, but he was not keen on learning this skill.

After all, she lives in the sea, where you can't paint on a parchment.

So she quickly put down her brush and read "the record of strange insects", "the record of strange flowers and plants" and "the record of mountains and rivers" written by Ye Xi in her newly learned words.

Cang Wu walked through more places than ye Xi and saw more fierce animals and insects than ye Xi. After reading, he often helped Ye Xi supplement the two records.

Ye Xi wanted but could not.

In the description of Cang Wu and ye Xi's indefatigable painting and writing, the number of parchment rolls belonging to two records and one record is increasing rapidly, and the whole rock platform is quickly filled with one volume after another. Later, ye Xi simply made a large bookshelf, sorted all the parchments and put them into the bookshelf properly.

Now the chieftains did not come to Ye Xi's stone house to report when they learned Chinese characters. Instead, they joined the stone house of duanling.

Therefore, when it comes to night, one can often see such a picture in Ye Xi's stone house.

Beside the blazing fire, ye Xi, dressed in snow-white silk clothes, and the mist in ice blue shawl, sat side by side on a rock platform, one beautiful and the other beautiful, with long eyelashes hanging down together, and they carefully drew the same scroll.

Cang Wu was responsible for writing, and ye Xi was responsible for painting.

A row of burning candles were fixed on the rock platform. Their cheeks were covered by orange candle light, which made them look more and more quiet. The atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious, which made people reluctant to destroy.

They stayed up until late at night.

At night, ye Xi will accompany the fog to the ice lake to sleep together.

However, ye Xi didn't sleep in the ice lake with Cang Wu every night. He occasionally went back to his warm Kang to sleep.After all, the water of the lake is freezing in winter. Although Ye Xi is a level 6 fighter, his body is not made of iron. Moreover, human beings are land animals, so it is always uncomfortable to sleep in the water.

The days passed by.

In addition to writing scrolls, occasionally they play chess, or go out and hunt in the snow. Gradually, Cang Wu looked at Ye Xi more and more softly. She seemed to forget to go back to the sea and settled down in Xicheng.

Cang Wu did not mention, ye Xi did not ask.

The cold winter is coming to an end.

The wind and snow stopped, the sun became bright and dazzling, the temperature began to rise, the snow gradually melted.

On a sunny day, ye Xi opened the gate, stepped on a lot of thin snow, and breathed the fresh and cold air.

He looked at the sparkling blue lake after the ice floes melted before him, and suddenly he wanted to fish. In the best of spirits,

picked up a valuable scorched wood from the collection of the tribe of the tribe of the tribe of the tribe of the tribe, and was eager to make * two fishing rods.

* this kind of focal wood is very tough, its hardness is comparable to the brute bone, but it is also resilient. It is used by the tribe people to make long bow, and it is also suitable for fishing rods at the moment.

He sat cross legged by the lake, split the wood into two parts with a dagger, and then cut the wood into a stick.

The Black Dagger made by the great famine has cut iron like mud. With the falling wood chips, two not so smooth wooden poles were finished soon.

There are fishing poles, then floats and hooks.

Floating is simple and can be made of fish bubbles. The key point is fish hook. Xicheng has no metal, so it can only use animal bones and claws or wood.

In order to save trouble, ye Xi decided to make hooks with jiaowen wood.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as the fish hook prototype was made, a cool and pleasant voice came from behind.

Ye Xi looked back at Cang Wu with a smile: "I make a fishing rod, so sitting on the shore can also fish out of the water!"

Cang Wu: "do you want fish? No matter what kind of fish, I can catch it for you

Ye Xi laughed: "no, fishing is just fun. It's just like playing chess and cards. It's just fun."

Cang Wu nodded and put his eyes on the wooden fishing hook in Ye Xi's hands: "do you use wood to make fishing hooks?"

She did not show any novelty to the fishing rod, because many tribes in this land have invented the fishing hook. For example, the hook tribe has developed the hook to the extreme, and can use it to catch the big toad and mermaid in the swamp.

"Wood is easier to polish, and other materials need to be polished for a long time," Ye explained

Cang Wu shook his head: "the hook made of wood is easy to break, and it can't catch too big fish. It's better to make it with claws or beaks. You give me the materials and I'll polish them."

Ye Xi thought of the unyielding claw when the fog was turned into a shark, and silently brought her to the library where the * tribe had been excavated, and let her choose the material herself.

Finally, Cang Wu chose the claws of two king birds.

The claw was twenty centimeters long, and it was like a crescent moon. It was heavy in my arms and was as heavy as metal.

Xicheng usually grinds this kind of claw into an arrow. Ordinary craftsmen often need to grind it for a month with a grindstone, which is very hard.

But they are in the hands of the fog

"Creak! Creak --! "

Sparks were splashing, and black debris rustled down like snow.

The hard claws of the king's fierce fowl seemed to turn into some kind of brittle stone that loved to drop the crumbs.

In Ye Xi's startling eyes, within a minute before and after, two fishhooks with extremely suitable shape were formed in Cang Wu's hands.

Cang Wu put away his nails and threw the two hooks that had just come out of the furnace to Ye Xi.

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