On the yellowed parchment scroll, a kind of skin was covered with dense barbs, dragged a long tail, and had an unusually big head. Some strange creatures resembling frilled sharks suddenly appeared on the paper.

Ye Xi turned her head: "Does the deep-sea cheeky monster that you said is very fishy look like this?"

When Cang Wu was painting Ye Xi, he kept staring at the sheepskin scroll, his eyes filled with disbelief, and it took a long time before he said: "...How can you paint such a real picture?"

In her impression, the paintings are just lines painted with gorgeous paint on the walls of the cave. It is impossible to distinguish the specific shapes of the animals drawn from the "painting".

But Ye Xi's paintings simply refreshed her perception of painting.

Ye Xi looked at Cangwu's appearance secretly.

It was the first time that he saw Cang Wu's shocked expression, even his eyes were round, and he looked a little cute.

Ye Xi knows very well that in this uncivilized land, the impact of such mature painting skills and lifelike portraits is absolutely unparalleled.

The degree of shock is like a person in the previous world who saw a child hunt and kill a huge prehistoric behemoth with his own hands.

Ye Xi smiled: "This is nothing. If you master the technique, you can also draw such a picture."

Cang Wu raised his head, his bright eyes looked at him extremely hot, and the vertical pupils that Ye Xi couldn't adapt appeared again, stretched and contracted, stretched and contracted, as if breathing, strange and terrifying.

Ye Xi felt that he was enveloped by a certain dangerous atmosphere, and the hairs on his body could not help but stand up, and there was a strong desire to draw a knife.

After a long time, Cang Wu retracted his gaze and all the expressions on his face. He turned to look at the sheepskin roll, and pointed at the cheeky monster on the sheepskin roll with his snow-white slender fingers.

"Some places are not painted correctly. It is narrower here, and the eyes are smaller, and there is a hidden cheek on the top of its head..."

Ye Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and revised as Cang Wu said.

When the revision was not bad, Ye Xi changed his pen, dipped it with black ink, and marked the name of the deep-sea monster with cheeks, as well as the living area, recipes, habits, etc. he heard from Cangwu.

When Cang Wu saw these square characters, he didn't lose his attitude as much as before. At least on the surface, he looked quite calm. He just said: "This is not a witch character. Is this a character that belongs to you alone?"

Ye Xi: "It doesn't belong to me alone. Everyone in Xicheng will own them and use them."

Cang Wu smiled and said, "They look very regular and beautiful."

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

Cang Wu nodded with interest, "Okay."

So Ye Xi suppressed the feeling of discomfort just now, and began to teach Cang Wu to write without any distraction.

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He was very careful when teaching Cang Wu, starting from the simplest characters, then learning the radicals, and then learning some commonly used characters. It's not as simple and rude to the chiefs, just stuffing them a code, let them stumble and learn hard.

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 that doubted IQ.

Later, Ye Xi also taught Cangwu to paint. However, Cangwu's talent in painting is not so amazing. The things he draws are always wrong, and there is no way to be as lifelike as Ye Xi's paintings.

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

After all, she lives in the sea, where you can't paint on the sheepskin scroll with paint.

So she quickly put aside her paintbrush and read Ye Xi's "Zer Chong Lu", "Exotic Flowers and Grass Records" and "Mountain and River Records" with the newly learned text.

Cang Wu traveled more places than Ye Xi, and he had seen more fierce beasts and insects than Ye Xi. After reading, he often helped Ye Xi add these two records.

Ye Xi couldn't ask for it.

Under the description of Cang Wu and Ye Xi's tireless writing and painting, the number of sheepskin scrolls that belong to two records and one note is increasing rapidly, and the entire rock platform is quickly piled up one by one. Later, Ye Xi simply asked someone to make a big bookshelf, sort all the parchment rolls, and put them in the bookshelf properly.

Now the chiefs stopped coming to Ye Xi's stone house to report when they were learning Chinese characters, and changed to the stone house of Broken Ling to meet.

So whenever it's night, you can often see such a picture in Ye Xi's stone house.

Next to the blazing fire, Ye Xi, dressed in snow-white silk clothes, and Cangwu, dressed in ice-blue sharks, sat side by side on a rocky platform. One handsome and the other beautiful, with long eyelashes hanging together, they raised their heads. Paint the same parchment scroll carefully.

Cang Wu is responsible for writing, and Ye Xi is responsible for painting.

A row of burning candles were fixed on the rock platform. The cheeks of the two men were enveloped by the orange candlelight, making them look more and more peaceful, and the atmosphere was so harmonious and harmonious that people couldn't bear to destroy them.

The two stayed like this until late at night.

In the middle of the night, Ye Xi would accompany Cangwu to the ice lake to sleep together.

But Ye Xi didn't spend time with Cangwusu in the ice lake every night. He occasionally went back to sleep on his warm Kang.

After all, the lake in winter is bitterly cold. Although Ye Xi is already a sixth-level fighter, his body is not iron-struck, and people are terrestrial animals after all, and sleeping in the water is always uncomfortable.

The days just passed by.

In addition to composing sheepskin scrolls, occasionally the two would also play chess, or go out around, hunting in the snow. Gradually, Cang Wu saw Ye Xi's eyes softer and softer, and she seemed to have forgotten to go back to the sea and settle down in Xicheng.

Cang Wu didn't mention it, and Ye Xi didn't 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, and the snow gradually melted.

On a clear day, Ye Xi opened the door, stepped on a lot of thin snow, and breathed in the fresh and cold air.

He looked at the sparkling azure blue lake after the ice floes melted, and suddenly wanted to fish on a whim.

So he picked a precious burnt wood from the collections of the Dikuzhe tribe, and enthusiastically planned to make it into two fishing rods.

This burnt wood texture is extremely tough, its hardness is comparable to that of a barbarian animal bone, but it is also tough. It is used by the people of the Zy tribe to make long bows, and it is also suitable for fishing rods.

Sitting cross-legged by the lake, he used a dagger to split the wood into two halves, and then he held the wood and cut it into a stick shape.

The black dagger made by the Great Wilderness Remains was cut like mud, and the two wooden poles that were not smooth were completed in a short time with the sloshing wood chips.

There is a fishing pole, and then floats and hooks.

Floats are simple and can be made with fish bubbles. The point is fish hooks. There is no metal in Xicheng, so you can only use animal bones and claws or wood.

In order to save trouble, Ye Xi decided to use charred wood as the hook.

"what are you doing?"

As soon as the prototype of the fishhook was made, there was a cold and pleasant voice behind him.

Ye Xi turned his head and smiled at Cangwu: "I will make a fishing rod so that I can catch the fish in the water while sitting on the shore!"

Cang Wu: "Do you want fish? I can catch any fish in the water for you."

Ye Xi laughed, "No need. Fishing is just like playing chess and cards. It's fun!"

Cang Wu nodded and fixed his eyes on the wooden fishhook in Ye Xi's hand: "Do you use wood to make a fishing hook?"

She did not show novelty about fishing rods, because many tribes on this land have invented fishing hooks, and like Gou tribes have developed fishing hooks to the extreme, and can use them to catch big toads and mermaids in the swamp.

Ye Xi explained: "Wood is easier to polish, and it takes a long time to polish other materials."

Cang Wu shook his head: "A fish hook made of wood is easy to break. You can't catch too big fish. It's better to use animal claws or bird beaks. Give me the material and I will polish it."

Ye Xi thought of the invincible claws when Cang Mist turned into a shark, silently, and took her to the basement once dug by the Zy Tribe ~lightnovelpub.net~ and let her choose the materials by herself.

In the end, Cang Wu chose the claws of two kings of fierce birds.

The claw was twenty centimeters long and was hook-shaped like a crescent moon. It was heavy in his arms, and its quality was as metal.

Xicheng usually polishes this sharp claw into an arrow. Ordinary craftsmen often need to sharpen it with a sharpening stone for a month to polish it into shape, which is very hard.

However, they are in the hands of Cangwu...

"Crunch! Crunch!"

Sparks were flying everywhere, and the black debris rustled down like snow flakes.

The claws of the hard king-kind fierce bird seemed to have turned into some kind of brittle stone that loves to drop stone chips.

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

Cang Wu put away his nails and threw the two fishing hooks that had just been made to Ye Xi.