After Cang Wu left, Ye Xi was dumbfounded in the stone house for three days.

Three days later.

Ye Xi regained his energy and started working again with great energy.

Although hunting becomes difficult in winter and the city wall cannot be started, it is not impossible to do anything.

On the stone bench by the fireplace, Ye Xi put down the charcoal pencil, raised the parchment roll in his hand that had just been written, looked at the fire carefully for a while, and then walked to the door.

The salty bird and the leopard guarding the door always paid attention to the movement in the house. After hearing the sound of footsteps, Ye Xi didn't wait for Ye Xi to push the door by herself, and opened the heavy green mulberry door from the outside.

"Crunch—"

The fresh, cold air was rushing in with large snow flakes of goose feathers.

The weather was cold, and the two soldiers guarding the gate were covered with thick snow, and their eyebrows were covered with a layer of white frost. They looked like two snowmen at first glance.

However, the soldier is strong, and he still stands upright like a green pine in such cold weather, without any discomfort.

Ye Xi sighed slightly in his heart.

The witches of all tribes are guarded by such warriors. Even in the coldest month of the winter, the more than one hundred warriors have to be on duty outside the door at all times, enduring the wind, snow and cold.

By the coldest month, they won't be as relaxed as they are now.

"Master Xi Wu!"

The two soldiers guarding the gate saluted respectfully.

Ye Xi pondered for a moment, and said to them: "Xianniao, you are responsible for calling Pheasants and Huniu. Leopard, you are responsible for calling Lujia, Chen, Pan, Luangang... these four people immediately , I have something to tell them to do."

"Yes!"

The salty bird and the river leopard responded loudly in unison.

It didn't take long for the pheasants to wrap themselves in bloated animal skins, stepped on knee-deep snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and came to Ye Xi's stone house.

Along the way, the animal skins he was wearing were covered with snow flakes.

Ye Xi led six people across the corridor to the fireplace.

The fire burned fiercely in the fireplace, the firewood crackled, and the heat quickly melted the snowflakes from their animal skins, and it turned into water dripping tickly.

Hu Niu took off her heavy animal skins and said silly, "Master Xi Wu, you are so warm here!"

Ye Xi turned and sat on a stone chair, shook his head and smiled.

"It’s no different than in the rainy season in our hometown, when we were trapped by stagnant water and couldn’t get into the woods to cut firewood, but it’s different here. If there is not enough firewood, we can go to the back mountain and cut trees, so what can be saved? Don't save firewood!"

Hu Niu smiled and rubbed her hands full of frostbite: "Huniu is stupid!"

The pheasant sighed lightly, "...I used to save money before."

Luan Gang said strangely: "What rainy season? What kind of stagnant water can trap people?"

He is a member of the Tribe Tribe, and now is a tribe of Xia. They used to live in the same place as here, with only four seasons and never seen a rainy season.

"The rainy season in our place is also very cold, especially when the cold wave is coming. Because we are trapped by stagnant water, we can't cut firewood, so we can only store a lot of dry firewood in advance. It is really difficult..."

Ye Xi was halfway through, and waved his hand: "Okay, let's not talk about this. This time I came to you because I have something to tell you to do. Don't stand and sit down."

Ye Xi's stone house is large and spacious. Ten low stone chairs are placed on the snow-white blanket, which is convenient for the people to discuss matters.

The six of them didn't know what Ye Xi was looking for. After a respectful salute, they sat down on the stone chair with some excitement.

Ye Xi looked at the two women,

"Pheasant eyes, Huniu, you two are the people with the highest level of animal skin clothing in Xicheng. I want you to bring other women to make something for the gatekeepers."

Hu Niu said excitedly: "Just give your orders!"

Ye Xi: "This thing can block the lower half of the face, so that the face of the gatekeeper won't get cold. It's probably like this..."

The primitive people here already know how to use animal skins to make hats, and they also know that they are made larger to cover their ears, but they don't know how to make masks, and their faces are all exposed.

Now the soldiers guarding the gate can stand it up, but if it gets colder, their faces will crack with cold.

So what Ye Xi wants to teach them now is how to make cold masks.

The parchment paper is precious, so Ye Xi used charcoal to draw roughly on the smooth stone bricks.

"That's it. Use a piece of cloth to sew two thin straps on both sides of it. These two thin straps can keep the mask from falling off the ears."

The pheasant stared straight at the picture drawn by Ye Xi on the ground, reached out his hand and gestured behind his ear subconsciously, and then said in surprise: "I understand, it can still be like this!"

Hu Niu quickly understood, and excitedly said to the pheasant: "Curious, so you can fix the cloth on your face with two thin straps!"

The two women are clever hands. After understanding the look of the mask, they soon knew how to do it.

Ye Xi nodded slightly: "The production method is relatively simple. The more troublesome part is the fabric part. It must be cold-proof and breathable. This requires you to go to the place where the fur is stored and choose carefully."

Hu Niu and the pheasant said in unison: "Yes!"

Lujia looked at Ye Xi in awe and admiration: "Master Xi Wu, you are so kind to your tribe, you even consider such trivial matters for them!"

In fact, the soldiers are physically strong, with thick skin and thick flesh. Even if their faces are frozen, they will not freeze to death.

However, Lord Xi Wu, as a witch with a distinguished status, still spends this kind of thought. Although this cold mask looks simple, it is not easy to really come up with it. It must have taken a lot of time...

Luangang, Pan and other four carved tribesmen looked at each other.

Seeing the big from the small, Xicheng has such a city lord who loves the tribe, and the tribes have such leaders. What else should they worry about? Just follow Ye Xi with confidence!

Their hearts were as warm as their bodies.

Ye Xi knew that they wanted to go wrong by looking at their expressions, and couldn't say whether they were laughing or crying: "It's just a matter of raising my hand, I didn't put much thought into it."

Several people still didn't believe it, but they didn't dare to refute Ye Xi's words.

Pan smiled and said, "Although Master Xi Wu didn't take much care, the soldiers at the gate no longer have to fear frostbite, and more than that! When it gets colder, our hunting team can also wear this cold mask. The forest cuts wood and hunts, so there is no need to hide in a stone house because of the cold."

Luan Gang quickly agreed: "Yes, this cold mask will be of great use!"

Ye Xi shook his head and said amusedly: "You are too exaggerated. Okay, don't talk about these gossips. I have important things to do for you."

He took the old sheepskin roll from the stone platform and handed it to the pierced armour.

Lujia was shocked and quickly stood up and took it with both hands.

The sheepskin scrolls are usually painted with maps or witch patterns, which are extremely precious. How could Master Xi Wu give this to him?

Ye Xi: "Open it and take a look."

Lou Jia glanced at Ye Xi, and carefully unrolled the sheepskin.

I saw that the above was densely packed, with complex and unfamiliar square texts written with charcoal, and there were tens of thousands of characters in one glance!

Lujia was dizzy and couldn't believe his eyes. He had never seen so many words before!

Chen and Luangang, who was sitting next to the pierced armor, moved his head.

Chen tremblingly stretched out his hand to ~lightnovelpub.net~ but didn't dare to touch the sheepskin scroll. He widened his eyes incredibly, "This, is this the Malay script?!"

Every witchcraft contains energy, but there are so many dense witchcraft on this sheepskin scroll, which is too...

Ye Xi shook his head: "No, this is not Malay, but another kind of script."

"Another text?!"

The six were taken aback.

This surprised them more than the Mongolian script on the sheepskin scroll.

Apart from the Malay script, how could there be another kind of script on this land? And so complicated, neat, and rhythmic beauty?

Lujia finally couldn't help reaching out and stroking one of the squares tremblingly: "Master Xi Wu, what is on this sheepskin scroll?"

"code."

Ye Xi smiled and said, "Our code of Xicheng."