By the dark rock platform.

Ye Xi opened his hand.

The water in the palm of his hand just now evaporated as the witchcraft ended, leaving no trace.

He raised his head, his eyes looked through the stone window of the ice continent, and looked in the direction of the Li tribe, his expression was uncertain.

To be honest, he was not completely sure whether the Wumu tribe and the Li tribe would come to Xicheng. After the arraignment, all he could do was pray silently, hoping that they would come over smoothly.

Thinking of this, he sighed regretfully.

Da Yuan Wu taught him a lot of witchcraft, and one of them was a mysterious witchcraft that could make the mind of the cursed person unconsciously change towards the wishes of the spellcaster. If there is a big difference in strength, even if you order the other party to commit suicide, you can do it.

However, this sorcery requires blood, hair, or skin tissue from the bewitched person, which he does not have.

"It's a pity ......"

Ye Xi shook his head.

It doesn't help to think too much.

He withdrew his gaze and looked down at the rocky platform again, his gaze sliding over the bark of the red plane tree and finally landing on the thin slice of ham beside him.

There are so many tribes, and the source of the Jiuyi tribe is the most difficult to find.

Because basically the Jiuyi tribesmen came to the Xicheng trading area to buy things, just now he searched the entire trading area, but he didn't find a Jiuyi tribe stall, and in the end there was no way, so he could only ask a Jiuyi person to buy this small piece of ham.

It is said that this piece of ham slices thinner than snow flakes is the ham cured by Lao Yan, and its raw materials are too rare, Lao Yan is very precious, and he is only willing to cut a small half for the Jiuyi people, and the remaining half of the ham is well stored by himself.

And the Jiuyi people were not willing to eat the small half of the ham meat, he brought it to Xicheng, not to earn the beast core, just to exchange for a bowl of hot soup noodles in Xicheng.

"I hope that Lao Yan really still has that half of the ham. ”

Ye Xi sighed, and gently covered the thin slice of ham with his palm.

......

Jiuyi tribe.

Lao Yan tilted his head and hung the cured ham meat one by one on a wooden shelf in the open air.

The sauce was dripping down, and the onlookers' saliva was dripping with it.

"Old Yan, when will my ham be ready!" someone shouted through the wall.

The old rock head didn't turn around, and said angrily: "You can't wait, take it now!"

The food in the Xicheng trading area has opened up a lot of the world for the Jiuyi people, and the Jiuyi people finally don't think that the ham of Laoyan is the most delicious food in the world, but there are still many people who come to ask Laoyan to marinate ham, and there are people holding fresh leg meat every day, carrying the core of the beast, and waiting in line.

Lao Yan squatted on the ground and skillfully threaded the hemp rope through the head of the ham.

A large, earthy, fat-headed crocodile crouched beside him.

This fat-headed crocodile looks like a wooden carving, but if someone approaches, it will pounce quickly and ferociously, biting the person's calf fiercely, with such speed and ferocity that it is smacking. Even the people of Jiuyi, who were rough and thick, were a little stunned and didn't dare to approach.

After Lao Yan hung up all the cured hams, he patted the head of the fat-headed crocodile: "You keep an eye on it, don't let them come, I'll go to the roof to carry firewood." ”

The fat-headed crocodile nodded like a child, and then obediently lay on the ground, his chin touching the ground and not moving, only a pair of yellow-brown ice cracked eyes gurgling, looking very vigilant.

The reason why onlookers are not allowed to get close is not that they are afraid that someone will steal these unsmoked hams, but that some people are too poor and like to touch the ham twice and touch the ham dirty.

Lao Yan climbed to the roof and collected the dew pine branches on the roof.

After three days of sun exposure, all the dew pine branches were dried and crisp, and they smelled fluffy and good.

Lao Yan was collecting dry pine wood, when he suddenly heard a loud "bang" from below.

He looked down and saw that it was the fat-headed crocodile flicking its tail and slamming it on the ground.

Looking around, all the onlookers were honestly standing outside the fence, each one was far away from the wooden shelves, and no one came over.

He asked the fat-headed crocodile, "What's wrong?"

The fat crocodile held its head high, its body twisted, its tawny eyes staring at the room steadily, and its tail swaying from side to side, showing a little restlessness.

Lao Yan: "What's ...... in the house?"

Before he finished speaking, he sniffed and said suspiciously, "Hmm, where did the smell of barbecue come from?!"

The wind swept the smoke outward, and the onlookers below gradually smelled it, and shouted to Lao Yan on the roof from a long distance: "Why do I smell barbecue, Lao Yan, are you barbeking meat in the house——?

"It's burnt! I smell this meat burnt——!"

Lao Yan's eyes widened, he threw the pine wood in his hand, jumped down from the roof, and rushed into the house in three steps and two steps.

There are a lot of good hams hidden in the house, but they can't be destroyed!

The stone house was dimly lit, and Lao Yan looked around eagerly, and finally found a smoking ham in the corner.

Suddenly entering the dark place from the bright place, it was dark in front of him, and he couldn't see it clearly, and Lao Yan didn't see how the ham spontaneously combusted, so he didn't think about it, and slapped the smoke with his hand.

"Shhhh

As a result, the shot was burned.

Lao Yan was afraid that the house would burn, so he lifted this smoking ham and walked out of the house.

Every ham was his treasure, and after leaving the house, Lao Yan was reluctant to throw it on the ground, so he found a clean rock bench and put it on it.

The onlookers still lay honestly outside the wall, not daring to approach, craned their necks to look at the smoking ham, and talked to each other.

"What's going on here?"

"It smells so good!"

"It's still smoking, and I smell the smell of burnt bones, are the bones all on fire?"

Lao Yan waved his cigarette, looked at this, no, half a ham, and found that the bones were densely engraved with scorched black words, each word was as small as a ladybug carapace, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell it was a word, and thought it was a burnt hole.

And the words are still popping up one by one out of thin air.

Lao Yan's expression suddenly became solemn.

"Come here!" he beckoned to the people outside the wall.

The onlookers were flattered and suspected they had misheard: "Are you calling us over?"

"Shall we ...... Coming here?"

Lao Yan had a dark face: "Grind and grind, hurry up!"

The onlookers jumped over the wall with a smile and walked over quickly, and some people were cheap and deliberately used their feet to tease the fathead crocodile, causing the fathead crocodile to bite indiscriminately.

A group of Jiuyi people watched around the smoking ham.

When they saw the words on the ham bones, their playful expressions all faded, and everyone became solemn, their brows furrowed.

"This seems to be the Xicheng character. ”

"Do you recognize what it means?"

"I've been to the Xicheng trading area once, and I haven't studied it, so I don't recognize it. ”

"Wait, the point is that it's not a word, the point is why the words pop up on the ham bones...... It's witchcraft! Someone is using witchcraft to pass on words to us!"

"Whether it's witchcraft or not, let's find someone who knows the character Xicheng first!"

"But where can I find this person who knows the character Xicheng?"

"It's hard to find, I've only heard that we Yuanwu know the word Xicheng, and no one else really has heard of anyone who will. ”

Lao Yan picked up the ham and clapped it very boldly: "Then let's go find Lord Yuanwu!"