Gu Mu's information was projected into Zhao Yunxiang's mind.

Unknown creature!

Composition: Bloody weeping

"Bloody weeping?"

"Unknown creatures?"

Zhao Yunxiang looked at Gu Mu and suddenly felt a big head.

This insect didn't know what it did, so Zhao Yunxiang began to ask Hou Dayi Gu.

"How did the Gu Mother come about?" Zhao Yunxiang asked with squinted eyes.

"The ...... handed down from the clan," Hou Dayi Gu said.

Handed down from the clan?

It seems that this worm has lived for a long time!

You know, insects don't have a long lifespan, such as butterflies and the like, and after this kind of insect pupates into butterflies, it only has a lifespan of less than a month.

However, the lifespan of silkworm moths is even shorter.

Zhao Yunxiang raised silkworms when he was a child, and the life of silkworm babies is to eat, sleep, and pull poop.

It grows very fast, then it spits out the dead and pupates, and then it breaks out of the cocoon and becomes a moth, and the mission of the silkworm moth is to pass on the ancestry, lay hundreds of eggs and die.

Spring silkworms to the end of the silkworm, human beings very clever use of the characteristics of silkworms, outlining a high-level civilization.

"I have another question, how do your people live, how do they travel, how do they have fun?" Zhao Yunxiang asked the point.

When he first came to this world, Zhao Yunxiang thought at first that this was a primitive world with many tribes.

However, many clues about advanced civilization have been discovered, so Zhao Yunxiang feels that this world is definitely not an ordinary primitive world.

It should have a high civilization.

Perhaps, Hou Da Yigu's family is a very advanced civilization group.

"Our family, we ride our own domesticated beasts when we travel, and there are many entertainment items, such as singing and dancing, rapu basketball......" Hou Dayi Gu pursed his lips and smiled, "I like to wear the clothes of the clan the most, and the suspenders...... Comb the big parted hair. ”

"Hehe......" Zhao Yunxiang grinned, his smile was full of helplessness, "You can die!"

"My death is inevitable...... Hou Dayi Gu said pitifully, "Can you promise me a condition?"

"Can't ......," Zhao Yunxiang said very simply.

"It's just a small condition, for the sake of me telling you everything, satisfy me, right?" Hou Dayi Gu said with a wry smile.

"Let's talk about it!" Zhao Yunxiang scratched his scalp, "Say it in advance, I won't do troublesome things, I'm the most afraid of trouble!"

"My name is not Hou Da Yi Gu, but Gu Da Da, and when I die, my real name will be marked on the tombstone. Hou Dayi Gu grinned, "It's best not to touch this thing Gu Mother, although our Gu clan has been inherited for many years, no one has been willing to wake it up, I was young and vigorous at the time, I did a stupid thing, and now I don't have the face to return to the tribe, I just hope to ......"

Before Hou Dayi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yunxiang, "Dude, don't say so much at once, if you say too much, it will be reflected in the e-book a large paragraph, and the reader will look tired." ”

"????" waits for a big Gu.

"Just like me, I speak simply and clearly, and the reader seems to be much more ......convenient," Zhao Yunxiang nodded and said.

Shut up, wait for the big one Gu to die!

"Dead ......," Chen Baobao said lightly.

"Dig a pit and bury it!" Zhao Yunxiang's expression was flat, he had experienced too many things, and in the face of too many life and death partings, this thing died in front of him, very usual!

The digging brigade is a group of strong men, and these people carry pickaxes with them.

Because the pickaxe made of bronze is very useful, whether it is clearing the wasteland or hunting, it is good!

That's right!

These people just like to hunt with pickaxes, and some time ago several archers shot a huge sheep around the shelter.

The sheep stumbled to the wall with its wounded body in tow, and finally collapsed.

Although it fell, the sheep did not die, and was still crying vigorously.

Several savages who were clearing the land rushed with pickaxes to hear the news, and when they saw the sheep, they raised their pickaxes and rushed forward.

The bronze pickaxe was unusually hard, and the sheep was taken out in a few clicks.

However, for digging pits, it seems that Chen Baobao is more persistent.

I saw Chen Baobao slowly stepping forward, and the wild man who was originally holding a pickaxe high saw this girl coming over, and he was immediately at a loss.

Several strong men with a height of 2 meters had wonderful expressions after seeing this girl, like helpless children, standing there at a loss.

"We're going to dig a pit, aren't we?" said a savage.

"Ang ......" another wild man nodded, "dig a pit to bury the corpse, and write this guy's name, do you know how to write it?"

"Words, you've ever touched them?"

"Huh...... Not at all!!"

The savages on Zhao Yunxiang's side have no written inheritance, and some inheritances only exist orally.

"Possessing the ...... of the Inheritance of Words" Zhao Yunxiang looked at the dead Hou Dayi Gu and fell into deep thought, this guy seemed to be from an incredible place.

He didn't know much about this world, and Zhao Yunxiang felt that he had to strengthen the strength of his clan so that he could compete with unknown forces.

It was Chen Baobao who buried Hou Da Yigu, this girl likes to use shovels the most, especially the bronze shovel.

The digging of the pit and the burial of the corpse were done in a smooth manner, and she also brought a boulder from the side, which was not flat, but somewhat resembled a cylinder.

Chen Baobao drew a picture crookedly on the boulder, probably a stickman holding an object.

"What is this?"

Zhao Yunxiang looked at what Chen Baobao depicted, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, this picture is quite abstract.

It looks tiring!

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Chen Baobao looked at it for a moment, and he actually looked super satisfied, as if he was very confident in his paintings.

"Hehe......" Zhao Yunxiang didn't think it looked good, this painting was not as good as that of primary school students.

I don't know where this girl got her confidence!

"Big guy, that man in a trench coat just went with him?" Shi Zhenxiang has been waiting, waiting for what Zhao Yunxiang said, or he will come back by himself soon.

But, after waiting so long, the guy hasn't come back yet.

Now it seems that he has run away, and he will not be able to catch up if he chases again.

It's just a pity that the black knife is too big!

That knife looks so stylish, the lord must have a lot of face when he holds it!

Shi Zhenxiang has always wanted Zhao Yunxiang to have his own black weapon, because this thing has a big knife, and Zhao Yunxiang has wanted to take it over more than once and smelt it into a dagger or something.

And, Shi Zhenxiang loves big knives alone, because big knives are cool!

It's a pity that the man in the trench coat ran away, otherwise, the lord would have gotten the weapon!

"Help!!Help!!"

There was a shout in the distance, and a dark man ran over in confusion, and behind him was a flash of fire.