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A cold moonlight shone through the window into the stone house.

Inside the house, Gongliang hit his body with a wooden stick heavy and lightly, and the concussive force from the wooden stick penetrated from the skin into the muscles, making his full and surging strength slowly vent out. After the beating, he dragged his beaten body and sat cross-legged on the bed.

In a moment, he entered the realm of emptiness.

At this moment, a trace of gas lurking in his dantian reappeared, and began to run in his body with the flow of his qi and blood.

Where the gas flowed, the soreness suddenly weakened, and a comfortable feeling came from the flesh, and the public conscience who sat with his eyes closed couldn't help but moan.

The realm of emptiness was broken in an instant, and the trace of gas quickly flowed back into his dantian.

At this moment, Gongliang felt the gas, but because the gas was too fast, he thought it was his own delusion.

In the previous world, many people knew about the internal qi and true qi of the internal strength dantian, but no one had no facts to prove the existence of internal qi. Could it be that what he just felt was the legendary inner qi? After sensing it carefully, he found that there was nothing, and he really thought it was an illusion, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Gongliang started the Five Elements Fist again. If some things become habits, it is really uncomfortable if you don't do them, and this is how Gongliang who has nothing to do feels like.

After boxing and eating, I was just about to go to Brother Xiaoshi to dig wild vegetables, but I saw Dashi coming over with Heiyan, and there was a little girl who came with him. It was Heiyan's daughter Yuhan, and she was still holding a small beast with pure white hair in her arms, which looked like a cat or not a cat, and she didn't know what it was.

"Uncle Dashi, Uncle Heiyan, you are here, sit in the house. ”

I don't know what the two of them are doing at home, so Gongliang politely welcomed the two into the house.

Hei Yan had come to his house the last time he was helping to deliver Gongliang giant turtle meat, but he left without much of it. Now when I look closely, I find that the things in his house are arranged in an orderly manner, unlike his house, which is messy with things, and it seems that he will have to change the house when he goes back.

Yuhan also looked at the room curiously, but more often than not, she didn't understand the reservedness of any girl, she just looked straight at it, and Gongliang was a little embarrassed.

When they got to the house, they didn't speak, but kept looking at everything in the house.

Gongliang didn't know what they were going to do, so he poured a glass of water for Dashi, Heiyan, and Yuhan, sat aside and asked, "Uncle Dashi, do you have something to do with me?"

Dashi pretended not to hear it, and turned his head to look around, as if there was something amazing in his house that was attracting him.

Hei Yan originally expected his good brother Dashi to help talk, but seeing him like this, he had to say by himself: "Ah Liang, uncle came to ask you, how is that fruit wine made?"

Hei Yan is an honest person, and it is estimated that he has never asked the children for advice like this in his life, and when he said this, his face turned red.

Gongliang thought it was something, but he didn't expect to come to ask about fruit wine, anyway, it was not a secret, so he told Hei Yan how to make fruit wine and steam fruit wine. He recently brewed a few more cans of mountain fruit wine, and when he saw that the time was about the same, he simply took it out and taught Heiyan a hand-in-hand manner.

As long as you are not too stupid, teach it like this, and you will almost be able to do it.

Not only the brewing method of mountain fruit wine, but Gongliang also taught him the method of making wine with sweet potatoes. Anyway, it's useless for him to keep this thing, maybe it can also drive the wine culture of the tribe, and if Heiyan brews the wine, there will be fewer people begging for wine on his side later.

Heiyan left gratefully, and when Yu Han left, he still looked at him with black eyes, and he was a little hairy.

This delay, don't think about going out to pick wild vegetables in the morning.

Gongliang simply went to dig out his jar of mountain fruit wine that had been filtered out of the pomace last time, boiled and buried in the soil and was almost forgotten, and when he opened the jar and smelled it, a strong sour smell came to his nose.

He had also made fruit wine before, and knew that the wine would become sour after re-boiling the sealed jar and burying it in the soil.

However, he still did not give up and wanted to try if he could make wine, but unfortunately there was no luck.

That's fine, it's finally vinegar.

As a result, several commonly used ingredients in the kitchen, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea were made up by him.

After a while, the potato-wine he buried was opened, and a smell of wine wafted out, and after steaming, it was obtained a high-grade yamava wine as pure as water. He didn't say anything about this wine, and buried it directly in the soil after steaming. Because the high alcohol is very useful in this primitive tribe, it can be used to treat wound infections, it can be used to reduce fever, relieve pain, etc., and it can also be used to soak something to treat the pain.

Coming here, the days are busy, and it will be the end of the year in a flash.

There are no fixed days at the end of the year because of the duration, but most of them are in winter. It has a tropical climate, and there is no snow or ice in winter, but the weather is slightly colder. During this season, some of the mammals in the forest will move to other places, while others will reduce their activities. This will continue until the beginning of spring, so the adult men of the tribe will go out to hunt and start preparing food for the winter.

Some of these foods are ordinary beasts eaten by the old and weak of the tribe, but more of them are fierce beasts used to worship ancestors at the end of the year.

At the end of the year, the ancestor worship of the tribe is the grandest festival of the year, usually the ancestor worship is mainly to hunt enough fierce beasts, but at the end of the year, the ancestor worship is not only a fierce beast, the people in the tribe will also take out their own treasured valuable things to worship the ancestral god, praying that the ancestral god will bless the tribe with peace and prosperity in the coming year, and be able to hunt more food.

It took almost half a month for the hunting team to prepare the beasts used to worship the ancestral gods.

After the things were ready, under the order of the tribal leader, the gate of the tribe was closed, and the people of the entire tribe suddenly fell into a festive carnival.

Every tribe washed himself, put on what he thought was the best, and took what he thought was the most precious to the tribe's big rock. In front of the big stone, a huge fierce beast had already been driven on the thick wood and placed in the direction of the ancestral temple.

Yes, this worship of the ancestral god was not in the ancestral shrine where the Yan tribe usually worshipped, but on the open flat land in front of the big stone where the tribe was located.

Gongliang didn't know what was the most precious thing in his house, so he simply brought a jar of fruit wine over.

All the sacrifices were placed in front of the fierce beasts, and when Gongliang let them go, he was suddenly dazzled by the messy sacrifices on the ground. There was everything in the sacrifice, there were animal skins, animal teeth, swarthy stones, brightly colored feathers, strangely textured wood, spears, hunting knives, animal meat, and so on.

Gongliang really looked at the eyes of the Yanbe people, and thought that there was really some great treasure, but it turned out to be such a mess.