The days of study are often very fulfilling, and the time of fulfillment always flies quickly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info studied diligently every day, completed the rotation task step by step, found Yu Shun every once in a while to demonstrate the theory of exercises, talked with Jiang Shang, and talked to Xiong Ling, in the blink of an eye, another month passed.

The days have entered the early winter, the weather is starting to get colder, and it is the first time I have spent the winter in this world, and it is too cold every day. I have allergic rhinitis again, sneezing and sneezing all day long, and my nose is running non-stop, and I feel that I can't live this day.

I asked Jiang Shang, "Doesn't anyone catch a cold when it's cold this day?"

"What's that?"

I thought about it, and it seems that the word "cold" was not taught 6,000 years ago, so I changed the term of traditional Chinese medicine.

"It's the entry of external evil into the body. ”

He understood, and said, "Yes." While taking a wooden board in his hand, he carved on it, "Cold: Evil from the outside enters the body." ”

I didn't care what he was doing, and asked angrily, "Then what did they do?"

"If you can bear it, you can carry it, and if you can't bear it, you will die. ”

I sniffled and was speechless.

Jiang Shang patted me on the shoulder and said, "You are still young, and there is little chance that you will not be able to resist." ”

Listen, the chances of not being able to resist are not very high, is this comforting me?

Seeing that the apprentice was unreliable, in desperation, I had to run to his master for help, Yu Shun frowned after listening to my appeal.

"Even a monk in the early stage of Qi Condensation is stronger and stronger than ordinary people, after all, he has already attracted spirits into his body, and it is generally unlikely that there will be external evil into his body. Cang Xiaoyou, how far have you practiced the golden pill?"

I was embarrassed to tell him that I had practiced Reiki for a month, but I didn't succeed once. Luo Shenfu is progressing rapidly, and the faint cold breath at the beginning is now a self-contained cycle and a rushing internal breath. It's just that Luo Shenfu's "Cultivating the Gods" has any other wonderful uses, I haven't studied it yet, I just hope that it will no longer be the self-harm magic power of killing 800 enemies and self-harming 1,000.

Yu Shun didn't say anything, but comforted with kind words, saying that the mood is also very important when cultivating, let me not be impatient, practice diligently, and over time, it will definitely come to pass.

It's all clichés.

In the end, I had to get a thick animal skin jacket from Yu Shun, which was better than nothing.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Xiong Ling's cultivation of the Golden Pill Technique was quite effective, with my conspiracy theory psychology, I would have started to wonder if Yu Shun gave me a fake exercise.

The only thing that comforts me is that Yu Shun tried to cultivate Luo Shen Fu, but for some reason, there was no progress. Although this mentality is very small, I still have to say that it has given me a lot of balance in my heart.

During this time, I also did one thing, which was to improve my own premises.

After we officially stayed for further study, Yu Shun asked Jiang Shang to find someone to build a tree house for me and Xiong Ling. As I had speculated before, the Gonggong clan had already seen a preliminary social division of labor, and the person Jiang Shang had found could already be regarded as a full-time carpenter. He has his own tools, axes, hammers, chisels, etc., although they are all wooden, but I heard that there is work to do, and before I came, I had gone to Mr. Hong Tao to attach a layer of gold to the tools.

Mr. Big, Mr. Two or something, is the name of the Gonggong people to Yu Shun's personal disciples.

Then what do they call Gong Yi? I asked Jiang Shang.

"Female sir. ”

Well, if you're happy.

The person who came was really a skilled hand, using wood, cutting and molding, carving and chiseling, all in one go. Of course, the magical Gengjin Qi also helped a lot, it was much sharper than any iron and steel axe blade and sawtooth, and the hard wood was cut like cutting tofu, which also saved a lot of time and effort. However, the craftsmanship of the treehouse itself is also very simple and rough, and it only takes half a day to finish it.

After living for a month, I asked Jiang Shang to help me find the master carpenter and put forward my own renovation requirements.

From the time I first came to the Gonggong clan to live in Jiang Shang's house, I was very critical of their tree house. First of all, the door, can it be called a door? It's a plank, to open the door is to remove the plank, and to close the door is to close the plank. The second is the window, there is no window in the house, and when the door is closed, the whole thing is a small dark room.

However, the question of the door is also determined by the stage of social development. Because of the relationship between the productive forces, the Gonggong clan has just transitioned from the public ownership society to the early stage of private ownership, and there has not yet been a thief occupation, and the door lock is not locked, so it naturally does not matter, and because of this, a wooden board is enough. At this time, I went out of my way to get a lockable door to open and close, didn't it give the people around me a feeling of "this new neighbor is guarding us".

But the window is different, this thing is pure to increase the comfort of the house, a good thing, everyone will like it.

I made a long gesture with the master carpenter, telling him how to make a simple lintel out of a wooden frame with mortise and tenon joints, and then make a movable sliding form out of a window frame covered with animal skins. I have to say that the IQ of the ancients is no worse than that of today, and after hearing this, the master carpenter nodded again and again, and spent half a day making a simple small window on the wall of my tree house.

Jiang Shang stood to the side, looking at the small window on my treehouse and was stunned. Finally, he asked me, "What is this?"

"Windows. ”

Now whenever he is with me, he carries a small wooden board and a stone carving knife with him, and at this time he pulls it out and carves the word "window" on it. I felt very embarrassed about this, but I couldn't resist him, so I had to hint to myself with the spirit of Ah Q: Let's think it was the historian who recorded the "Living Note" for me.

After the completion of the work, the carpenter asked Jiang Shang to ask for the promised half of the animal skin, but he directly gave one, saying that you go and make the same one on my house.

I didn't pay much attention to it, but in the next few days, I kept seeing this master carpenter wandering around my lodgings, and after three or four days' work, most of the tree houses in our canopy had opened their windows. This trend soon spread to the nearby canopy and spread farther away at a faster rate. The master carpenter would stop by me and thank me every day when he came home with a stack of hides and a smile on his face.

I underestimated the receptiveness of a new thing that works well in an age where everything is scarce.

On the sixth day after this incident, when I went to Yu Shun to demonstrate the exercises, I found that his room had also opened its windows, and it was still a double window. When I went, the window was open, and I saw him meditating through the window, and he saw me, smiling and waving his hand.

"Little friend's whimsy," he said, gesturing to the open window, through which the early winter sunlight poured into the room, "this 'window' is really useful." ”

I smiled and said two sentences of false modesty, wondering if I would become the Edison of the desolate world?