Xie Yi re-bandaged his wound and sat down, "I saw the stone spears you use, who in the clan is the best at making this?"

"You want to make stone spears? I have another one for you That's fine."

"It's not a stone spear, I want to make something else." Xie Yi thought for a while, "There is too little food in winter, and some grass fruits can be ground and eaten."

"Grass fruits can also be eaten. Eat, it's great!" Ketu has been worrying about food since the leaves turned yellow, and he was very happy to hear that there are other foods, "I'll take you to find the stone, the stone he made Spearstone knives are the best." With that, he was about to stand up.

Xie Yi smiled, stretched out his hand to press his wound, and saw that cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly, "It's time to eat later, you sit down first, I'll call Shito over, let's discuss it together.

" The wound was hurt several times, he looked at Xie Yi, but found that the man smiled gently, and it seemed that he didn't mean it, "Okay."

Shi Shi was also very interested in what Xie Yi said, so he hurriedly ate dinner and left come over.

Xie Yi took a branch and drew on the ground, "The thing I want is called a stone mill. It is two discs, on which fine edges should be ground, and the same hole should be drilled in the middle of the discs. One more hole should be punched in the disk, probably at this position. There is also a disk, which is larger than these two, and the middle needs to be hollowed out, and there is an additional interface here." Xie Yi stopped, "for the time being That's it, stone, can you do it?"

"Sure, as long as it is ground with stone, I can't do it without me." Shito was proud, "The stone knife I made can be exchanged with other tribes."

"En." Ketu took the branch and drew it again on the ground according to Xie Yi's drawing, "I have already told Ah Qing that he will take the tribe to hunt these few days, and I will do it with the stone. This thing."

Xie Yi smiled and stretched out his hand.

Ke Tu hurriedly stood up and went to look at Ke Mu, "Is the soup ready?

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"Okay, okay." Ke Mu kept listening to the conversation with his ears pierced. At this time, the soup had boiled to milky white. He took the only three earthenware bowls and filled the soup. Beside the fire were roasted sweet potatoes, just one for each person.

Shi Shi coveted the taste of roasted sweet potatoes, took one and ate it while walking, "I will go to find Shi Shi early in the morning, and I can grind it after eating."

"Well, the sooner the better." Xie looked at him After getting out of the tent, he asked Ketu again, "Did we burn these pottery bowls ourselves?

" Neither Wu Si nor Wu Si knew what they were made of." He turned to look at Xie Yi, his eyes full of hope, "Can you make these?"

"No." Xie Yi replied simply and neatly, "There are not enough pottery bowls, tomorrow Let me make some wooden bowls, as the tree roots I brought back today are useless."

"Brother Xie Yi, can I make them with you?" Ke Mu poked his head from the side.

"Yes." Making wooden bowls is hard work, and he wished for help.

Xie Yi didn't have the skills of these primitive people in using stones, so he asked someone to cut the tree roots into several small squares and take them to the tent to sharpen them with a knife.

Ke Mu's interest in sabers is obviously greater than making wooden bowls - wherever Xie Yi's knife goes, Ke Mu's eyes follow.

"Brother Xie Yi, what is this? It can actually cut wood!"

"Brother Xie Yi, it looks so pretty, can I touch it..."

Xie threw the prototype of a wooden bowl to Ke Mu, " Smooth out all the sticky spots on it, and I'll let you touch it. Also, don't tell others."

"Yeah." Kemu nodded repeatedly,

thanked him for looking at the sun, and thought that the time was okay, so he brought his equipment To the place where he fell off the cliff, now he calls this place the time-space cliff. Well, no one stipulates that mercenaries have to have refined tastes. After all, this is just a profession that sucks blood at the tip of a knife. The only advantage is that it earns money quickly and spends it quickly.

Seen from a distance, the vicinity of the Space-Time Cliff is still smoky, but walking past it step by step, you can't feel a little fog.

Xie Yi climbed up to the old tree on the cliff, observed the position of the sun and the length of the shadow, and then carved it on the stone wall—there were already more than a dozen such records carved on it, all of which were recorded when he just fell off the cliff. I wrote it down in a few days.

He went back to the bottom of the cliff and made a note of where he landed last time. He even probed the entire bottom of the cliff, recorded everything he thought was unusual, and carved it on the nearby stone wall.

He doesn't know why he came to this world, but he won't give up easily, even if he can only rely on unconstrained thinking to find a breakthrough.

I don't know what kind of behavior the captain will do when he sees his life and death, but suddenly he thinks that she is quite cute when she points her nose and scolds people.

Guijiu has always had a strong sense of responsibility, so he wouldn't go to the place where he jumped off the cliff to look for it every day because he went on a mission together.

Ghosting's temper is too impulsive, so don't rush to find someone and go desperately.

Kid Qi Ze has not been in the team for a long time, because he is too young, and he takes care of him more on weekdays, so he probably won't cry.

...

The ghost team came in the rain of swords and bullets. Some of the teammates who used to work hand in hand will never come back in unknown missions, and new faces will join, and then become familiar, and then disappear...

Xie Yi lazily Lying on the tree, he raised his index finger and wiped his eyelids, staring at the water droplets on it in a daze.

A man bleeds but doesn't shed tears—Master's roar rang in his ears again.

Since I was trained once, I haven't seen such a weak thing again. Xie Yi jumped down from the tree, looked at the westward sun, and picked peppercorns in the corner under the cliff.

The time to pick prickly ash should be in late summer and early autumn, when the prickly ash trees that have entered winter only have sparse seeded prickly ash husks, and the smell of prickly ash is already very weak, but it's better than nothing.

Xie Yi wasn't too emotional, picked a handful of peppercorns and went back. He went to the entrance of the cave, and was immediately surrounded by the crowd gathered there.

"Xie Yi, why did you go out alone? There are so many beasts outside, how dangerous it is." Guo Li was the first to be among them, and pulled Xie Yi up and down to look up and down, "Are you injured?"

"No." Xie Yi patted reassuringly Guoli broke free with her hand, "I just wandered around, and didn't go far away."

He spread the other palm, showing the peppercorns in the animal skin bag inside, "I want to find something that can I found this."

"What is this?" Guoli's attention was diverted.

"Prickly ash, put some in when cooking, it will make the meat more delicious." Xie Yi put it away, "Grandma, next time I cook, you will come with me, it will be easy."

"Well, Your cooking is indeed delicious. But next time, you can't go out alone, everyone is going to find you. Especially Ke Tu, I'm worried."

Xie nodded.