Originally, Bai Ji happily met three natives, and thought that he could learn something about the Xianxia world.

I didn't expect it to be three Hanhan.

Can a strong crossbow of 600 steps be blown?

"Then I'll open your eyes."

"Do ICBMs know?"

"The range is more than 10,000 kilometers!"

"It's nothing."

"There is great power, and it can even be bombarded across the galaxy universe!"

"Ten thousand miles?!"

Qin Shi Huang was so shocked that his eyes were about to pop out.

"No, no, no, it's 10,000 kilometers."

"If you convert it, it's at least 20,000 miles."

Isn't it just blowing?

Who wouldn't?

He hasn't talked about the black technologies of satellite laser cannons and electromagnetic railguns.

Besides, isn't the Xianxia world stronger?

"The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and a sword light chills 19 states."

"Heaven does not give birth to me Li Chungang, and the way of the sword is as eternal as a long night!"

"Fight three thousand emperors alone with one hand, and push thirteen continents horizontally with both palms."

"You don't know any of this?"

Qin Da looked at Bai Ji.

He opened his mouth and was speechless.

The worldview has completely collapsed!

"Alas, I guess your Qin country is not very good."

"So poor, so ignorant, no wonder the cattle don't trouble you."

"It's good to be ignorant!"

Meng Yi: ......

Qin Shi Huang: ......

Not...... Know?!

"Forget it, I'll talk to you guys."

"It's not late, it's time to sleep."

It's late at night.

Occasionally, I heard three or two wolves howling.

The moon is hidden and the stars are scarce, and the spring breeze is breezy with a little coolness.

In the early days, the white millet slept in a straw hut.

Later, I felt that I had to live a sustainable life, so I built a bamboo house.

It's very simple inside.

Bamboo beds, bamboo chairs, these.

It is a mortise and tenon structure.

This was actually quite common in ancient times.

In fact, it is a concave and convex connection method adopted on two wood members.

The protruding part is called the tenon, and the concave part is called the tenon.

The tenon and tenon are occluded to play a connecting role.

The craftsmanship of ancient craftsmen depends on whether the mortise and tenon joint is done well.

Bamboo beds are available.

But it's only enough for one person to sleep.

Don't think about it, it must be for this fat man.

No matter what, he is also the emperor.

Li Xin didn't sleep and was in charge of guarding the door.

It's not that I'm worried that the white millet will harm them, it's just a matter of habit.

Meng Yi sat at the table and slept soundly.

As for the white millet?

As a monk, you naturally have to collect the essence of the sun and the moon, and the aura of heaven and earth.

Well, on the big stone slab outside the bamboo house.

There is no way, I just entered the valley, and my cultivation is unstable.

Even the lowest-level spells consume him a lot.

The main thing is that this face is too low-level.

The aura is thin.

Draining aura is slow.

Li Xin watched Bai Ji meditate and cultivate, and a faint fluorescence flashed on his body from time to time, and his heart was even more shocked.

A real immortal!

Ahem!

I have to explain it here.

The ancients were somewhat night blind.

Because of the unbalanced nutrition, the intake of vitamin A is low.

It doesn't really have much to do with eating meat.

The main sources of vitamin A are animal liver, vegetables and fruits.

However, because of the problems of spices, the top elites rarely ate offal and went into the water.

Among the foods Zhou Tianzi ate was fried dog liver in dog oil, which was very rare.

Of course, the people at the bottom are not among them.

They can't even eat enough, so how can they pick and choose?

It is a great blessing to have a little fleshy smell.

So, Li Xin is also a little.

The little fluorescence on Bai Ji's body was not caused by his cultivation.

It's just fireflies......

Bai Ji practiced well, and found that Li Xin came over from time to time to take a look.

I couldn't help but open my eyes.

"What are you going to do?"

"Do you have a thatched house?"

Li Xin couldn't help but ask.

As the saying goes, people have three urgencies.

His stomach was in pain.

Originally, he was still a little drunk, but now his head hurts and he doesn't get dizzy.

Beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Ah, over there."

Bai Ji pointed to the back of the bamboo house.

It's not that Li Xin has a bad stomach, but he can't adapt to spicy dishes.

Chili, liquor......

In other words, can anyone in Daqin adapt to it?

If you don't have a stomach, that's the problem.

At the beginning, Bai Ji casually dug a big hole.

I assumed it fertilizer by the way.

Among them, "Zuo Biography" records: will eat, rise, go to the toilet, and fall into death.

It is probably the death of Jin Jinggong.

Now they are all big vats, probably the kind of 90s in the later generations.

The common people are not so particular.

You can finish it in the deep mountains and old forests.

After Bai Ji finished pointing the way, he continued to cultivate.

For Li Xin, he didn't go to his heart when he walked around.

He didn't even care about these things.

It's not worth much in the world of Xianxia.

The most valuable thing is cultivation!

Iron also needs to be hard.

Strength is the key.

It's better to practice well.

As for what the fat man said, he was somewhat interested.

There are immortals overseas!

Perhaps, there is such a thing as Xianmen?

When the time comes, you may be able to become a disciple or something.

Having a backer is definitely a good thing.

Still, wait for now.

It's still too dangerous out there.

His strength is still not good.

Whether or not you can cross the Demon Beast Forest is a question.

If it's swallowed by a monster, it's cold.

……

……

Nearly half an hour passed.

Bai Ji has also practiced almost.

Still haven't made much progress.

He yawned and looked around.

Huh?

What about Li Xin?

What about people?

If you're not in a bamboo house, where did you go?

Could it be ...... Still in the thatched house?

Bai Ji was a little confused.

Just when he was wondering, he saw Li Xin limping out.

The complexion is not good.

Grimacing.

"Why is there no toilet in the thatched house?!"

Li Xin almost yelled.

During the Qin Dynasty, the toilet chips were probably made of bamboo chips and wooden sticks.

The small stick with a length of more than 20 centimeters still cannot be used at this time, so it has to be polished and polished to remove the thorns.

In some places, discarded bamboo slips are used instead.

The most disgusting thing is that the toilet chips are communal......

It's not a disposable.

Miserable!

The worst is Li Xin.

He was about to turn the hut into pieces, but he couldn't find a toilet.

"Toilet chips?"

"Isn't there straw paper?"

Bai Ji was a little speechless.

When he first came to Daqin, he was deeply affected.

Ever since he set foot in the valley, he's fine.

Before that, Bai Ji was forced to have no choice.

I can only get the paper out.

It is not difficult to make paper, especially since he has low demand.

As long as it barely works, it's fine.

Bark, bamboo, leaves, straw......

Add water to steam, mash into a pulp, and then spread evenly on a fine curtain to dry.

It's a pity that there are no lime and other things, otherwise it would be better to use.

The color is yellowish and brittle.

Writing is barely okay, and he uses charcoal as a pen.

The main thing is to be idle and boring to write some life insights and diaries, so as not to suffocate to death.

Isn't that what Robinson did?

The main role is convenience.

At least it's better than the leaves.

Bai Ji never expected that Li Xin would ask him for toilet chips?

Could it be that this Xianxia world doesn't even have paper?!

Wait a minute......

Something doesn't seem quite right.

Bai Ji looked at Li Xin with a strange face.

No toilet chips, no paper.

"So...... How did you get out? ”

Phew!

Get away from me!