On the yellowed parchment rolls, a strange creature with skin covered with fine barbs, a long tail, and a strange head that resembles a frilled shark leaps onto the page.

Ye Xi turned his head: "Does the deep-sea cheeky monster you said look like this?"

When Ye Xi was painting, Cangwu kept staring at the parchment scroll, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he said for a long time: "...... How can you paint such a realistic picture?"

In her impression, the painting is just the lines painted on the cave wall with bright paint, and it is impossible to distinguish the specific shape of the depicted animal from the "painting".

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

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

It was the first time he had seen Cangwu with such a shocked look, and even his eyes were round, and he looked a little cute.

Ye Xi understands very well that in this wild land with backward civilization, the impact of such mature painting skills and such lifelike portraits is absolutely unparalleled.

The shock is like that of a person from the previous world, who saw a child hunt a huge prehistoric beast with his bare hands.

Ye Xi smiled: "It's nothing, if you master the skills, you can also draw such a picture." ”

Cangwu raised his head, his bright eyes looked at him extremely hotly, and the vertical pupils that Ye Xi was uncomfortable with appeared again, stretching and shrinking, stretching and shrinking, as if breathing, weird and terrifying.

Ye Xi felt that he was shrouded in some kind of dangerous aura, and the hairs on his body couldn't help but stand up, and he had a strong desire to draw a knife.

After a long time, Cangwu retracted his gaze, and also retracted all the expressions on his face, and turned to look at the parchment roll, and pointed at the cheeky monster on the parchment roll with his snow-white slender fingers, and said slowly,

"Some places are not right, here it is narrower, the eyes are smaller, and it has a hidden gills on the top of its head......"

Ye Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and revised it according to the fog.

After the revision was perfect, Ye Xi changed his pen, dipped it in black ink, and marked the name of the deep-sea cheeky monster on the side, as well as the living area, recipes, habits, and so on that he heard from Cangwu.

Cangwu was not as out of shape as he was just now when he saw these square words, at least on the surface, he looked quite calm, and just said, "This is not a witch character, is this a text that belongs to you alone?"

Ye Xi: "It doesn't belong to me alone, everyone in Xicheng will have them and use them in the future." ”

Cangwu smiled and groaned, "They look very regular and beautiful. ”

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

Cangwu nodded with interest: "Okay." ”

So Ye Xi suppressed the discomfort just now, and began to teach Cangwu to write without distraction.

......

He was very careful when he taught Cangwu, starting with the simplest words, then learning the side, and then learning some commonly used words. It's not as simple and rude as it is for the chiefs, just stuff them with a code of law and let them stumble and learn hard.

The teacher taught carefully and carefully, and the students were extremely intelligent, and Cangwu learned most of the Chinese characters in just half a month at a speed that made people doubt their IQ.

Later, Ye Xi also taught Cangwu painting, but Cangwu's talent in painting was not so amazing, and the things he painted were always wrong, and he couldn't be as lifelike as Ye Xi's paintings.

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

After all, she lives in the middle of the sea, where she can't paint on parchment rolls.

So she quickly put down her brush and read the "Records of Strange Insects", "Records of Strange Flowers and Plants" and "Records of Mountains and Rivers" compiled by Ye Xi in the newly learned characters.

Cangwu has walked more places than Ye Xi, and he has seen more fierce beasts and insects than Ye Xi, and after reading it, he often helps Ye Xi supplement these two records.

Ye Xi asked for it but couldn't.

Under the description of the fog and Ye Xi's tireless writing and painting, the parchment scrolls belonging to two records and one record are increasing rapidly, and one by one soon fills the entire rock platform. Later, Ye Xi simply asked people to make a large bookshelf, sorted all the parchment rolls, and placed them properly in the bookshelf.

Now the chiefs no longer come to Ye Xi's stone house to report when they learn to write, but instead go to the stone house of Broken Ling to meet.

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

Beside the roaring fire, Ye Xi, dressed in snow-white silk clothes, and Cangwu, dressed in ice-blue silk, sat side by side on a rock platform, one handsome, the other beautiful, hanging their long eyelashes together, and carefully drawing the same parchment scroll with a pen.

Cangwu is responsible for writing, and Ye Xi is responsible for painting.

There is a row of burning candles fixed on the rock platform, and the cheeks of the two are shrouded in orange candlelight, which makes the eyebrows more and more quiet, and the atmosphere is so harmonious that people are reluctant to destroy it.

The two of them remained like this until late at night.

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

However, Ye Xi didn't stay in the ice lake with Cangwu every night, and he would occasionally go back to sleep on his warm kang.

After all, the lake water in winter is cold and biting, although Ye Xi is already a sixth-level warrior, his body is not iron, and people are land animals after all, and it is always not so comfortable to sleep in the water.

And so the days went by.

In addition to writing parchment rolls, occasionally the two of them would play chess, or go out and hunt in the snow. Gradually, Cangwu's eyes became softer and softer, and she seemed to have completely forgotten that she wanted to go back to the sea and settle down in Xicheng completely.

Cangwu 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 sunny day, Ye Xi pushed open the door, stepped on the much thinner snow, and breathed in the fresh and cold air.

He looked at the sparkling blue lake in front of him after the ice floe melted, and suddenly wanted to fish on a whim.

So he picked out a precious scorched wood from the collection of the Basement Pig tribe, and with great interest planned to make it into two fishing rods.

This scorched wood is extremely tough, its hardness is comparable to that of barbarian animal bones, but it is also tough, and it is used by the people of the pig tribe to make longbows, and it is also suitable for fishing rods now.

He sat cross-legged on the edge of the lake, split the wood in half with a dagger, and then held the wood and sharpened it little by little into a stick.

The black dagger made of the relics of the Great Wilderness sharpened iron like clay, and with the fluttering of wood chips, the two not-so-smooth wooden poles were completed in a short time.

The fishing rod is there, followed by the float and the hook.

The float is simple, it can be made with fish bubbles, the focus is on the fish hook, Xicheng has no metal, so you can only use animal bones and claws or wood.

In order to save trouble, Ye Xi decided to use scorched wood as a hook.

"What are you doing?"

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

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

Cangwu: "You want fish, I can go into the water and catch you any fish." ”

Ye Xi laughed: "No, no, fishing is just fun, it's the same as playing chess and cards, it's just fun!"

Cangwu nodded, and looked at the wooden fishing hook in Ye Xi's hand: "You use wood to make a fishing hook?"

She didn't show any novelty about fishing rods, because many tribes in the land had already invented fishing hooks, such as the Hook tribe, which had developed the hook to the extreme, and could use it to catch large toads and mermaids in the swamp.

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

Cangwu shook his head: "The hook made of wood is easy to break, you can't catch too big a fish, it's better to make it with animal claws or bird beaks, you give me the materials, and I'll polish it." ”

Ye Xi thought of the indestructible claws when the mist turned into a merman, and was silent, and took her straight to the basement that the Pig tribe had once excavated, and let her choose the materials by herself.

In the end, Cangwu chose the claws of two king-species fierce birds.

The claws were twenty centimeters long, hook-like crescent moons, heavy in the arms, and metal-like in their arms.

Xicheng usually polishes this kind of claw into arrowheads, and ordinary craftsmen often need to use a whetstone to grind it for a month to polish it, which is very hard.

And yet they are in the hands of the mist......

"Crunch, crunch——!"

Sparks splashed and black debris fell like snowflakes.

The claws of the hard royal beast seemed to have turned into some kind of brittle stone that loved to drop stone chips.

In Ye Xi's frightened eyes, it didn't take more than a minute before and after, and two extremely suitably shaped fish hooks were formed in Cangwu's hands.

Cangwu put away his nails and threw the two fishing hooks that had just come out of the oven to Ye Xi.