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So back to the studio, the three of them polished the parts made by Tong Yan, the things used for grinding are not unusual, it is the use of the characteristics of cyan wood hardness, Tong Yan used a palm-sized wooden board to carve traces of horizontal and vertical intervals on it, so that it is a simple grinding tool, the more meticulous it is, the better the polishing.

When it was about to get dark, Tong Yan finally assembled the bellows and pulled it twice, and the air outlet had a large air volume.

Tong Hu seems to have found something interesting, and has been pulling, and even Oma has been getting started several times, and he is very interested in this novel thing.

"Tong Yan, make one for me too!" Tong Hu said.

Naturally, he was ignored by Tong Yan, he really wanted everything, and he didn't see that he wasted a whole day!

While the stove was still dry, Tong Yan connected the bellows with animal skins, so that the hardware for striking iron was basically there, and the stove was naturally dry, and he could try the work of a blacksmith.

When Tong Yan said that the things he made were for iron, he shocked Oma and Zhen's eyes, joking, craftsmen are the dream of every tribesman, and suddenly heard that there was going to be a blacksmith in his house, and it was strange that Oma and Zhen were not excited.

So a series of problems arose.

"How did you find the fire?"

"Do you know how to fight?"

"Shall we open a blacksmith shop?"

A series of questions, Tong Yan explained seriously, but he sighed in his heart, he was still awakened, if he told them that he didn't know what their reaction would be.

"Don't get so excited, it's not successful yet, and you know that the blacksmith's fire is secret, so don't go around talking nonsense. Tong Yan said in a low voice.

The three people on the other side were startled, nodded like thieves, and carefully agreed with their throats suppressed.

When Tong Yan was resting in his family, he came to his room, and after a while, he walked outside with a little black cat on his head.

Not far from the house, he looked behind him, stepped into the bushes next to him, and disappeared.

In front of a very hidden hole, the front was blocked by tree branches, Tong Yan looked at the ground carefully, and after a long time, patted the little black cat's head, the latter stretched his waist very obediently, got off him, and barked at Tong Yan.

"Got it, I'm going back to make you a steak to eat. Tong Yan said with a smile, the little black cat seemed to understand, and honestly ran to the side and hid.

Looking at the entrance of the cave, Tong Yan had a serious face, and he got into the cave with a short body, and entered the cave, and the road in front of him required him to bend over, and after a short walk, it became spacious.

Tong Yan took out an oil candle from his pocket, lit it carefully, the dim light illuminated the surroundings, the cave was about three meters wide and almost two meters high, full of traces of axes and chisels, and he stepped on the gravel on the ground, making the sound of salad salad, which was very obvious in the empty cave.

After walking for about ten minutes, the front suddenly turned into two forks, and without thinking about it, he walked to the left, from where the cave began to become a little wet, and even the ground became muddy.

After another ten minutes or so, the front suddenly turned into a bluestone road, and there were tree roots around it, Tong Yan took a deep breath, glanced at the oil candle, and continued to walk forward.

This time it took less than five minutes, the front became empty, there were some ruts on the ground, and some unburned branches, there was a faint fishy smell in the air, and if you smell it carefully, there was the fragrance of grass.

Tong Yan frowned and walked to a corner, there was a tree standing in front of him, not a person, no, it was a trunk with a nose, eyes and mouth.

"Tribal child, you're here again. The trunk of the tree suddenly spoke, and his eyes opened, and it turned out to be a tree man.

Tong Yan carefully blew out the oil candle, the tree man moved slightly, the surrounding tree roots suddenly lit up, and the faint light slowly illuminated the surroundings, Tong Yan smiled slightly, "Old man, don't you welcome me?"

It was really shocking that Tong Yan actually knew this tree man.

The strange eyes of the tree man looked at Tong Yan, and said in a rough voice: "You have awakened and have the ability of the race, let me see...... Well, it turns out that you are from the little wolf tribe. ”

Tong Yan was not surprised at all, "The old man has good eyesight, but my awakening seems to be different from that of the people in the tribe. ”

"It's nothing different, your awakening is normal, but the others are different, what are you here to ask this time?" the tree man said in a slow tone, as he spoke, a cluster of roots slowly emerged from the side, and soon coiled together into a stool, and green leaves grew on it between breaths.

"Thank you. Tong Yan thanked him and sat down briskly.

"Three years ago, you were a little bit and entered the Cave of Annihilation alone, if you hadn't touched me, I'm afraid you would have turned into a pile of loess now. The Treant seemed to shake his head.

Tong Yan thought of the situation when he first saw the tree man three years ago, how shocked and shocking it was, and he was very lucky, he chose the right direction at the fork in the road, if he went to the right, what would he encounter, Tong Yan didn't dare to imagine, but the thing on the right made the old tree man feel dangerous, and the situation can be imagined.

How many years did the old tree man live? In his words, he lived to the point that he forgot his name, and there was not a single tree here when he was born.

When he was a very small sapling, he was blown here by a strong wind, and then he took root here, and time had no meaning to him.

Tong Yan took out a small bottle from his bag and carefully poured it on the root of the tree under him, and after a while, the old tree man let out a long sigh with a comfortable expression.

"Old man, this time I still did as you said, put a little bit of salt, and I also found some sugar, I don't know how you feel?" Tong Yan put away the bottle and said.

The old tree man doesn't eat or drink, he likes low-salt water to pour on his roots, Tong Yan thought that the essence of this old tree man is a plant, so he put some maltose in it, and when he saw this reaction, he guessed correctly.

"Sugar makes me feel younger. The old tree man nodded with satisfaction and said.

Tong Yan smiled and said, "Old man, you continue to tell the story, you haven't finished talking last time?"

After waiting for a while, the old tree man said slowly, "Hmm...... Where was the last time I said it?"

"Speaking of the fact that the Hillman tribe and the Jinjue tribe were at war, the chieftain of the Hillman tribe was killed in battle. Tong Yan said.