In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, and Yan Mo concluded by asking the sky that it is now the middle of June, and summer has come.
The temperature here is not like that of Jiuyuan. After a short spring, it is hot summer. The temperature in the forest is moderate. Except for the hot and dry from noon to 3:00 in the afternoon, the other time periods are relatively pleasant, and it is even cold in the morning and evening.
According to the time shown by Wentian, it was almost mid-April when they left Jiuyuan, and two full months have passed by now.
In a small valley, there are two rows of not-so-tall earthen houses facing each other across the stream. The earthen houses are divided between the earthen houses. Except for the simplest bedding, there is almost nothing in the house, and there is no door, only animal skins or weeds A woven door curtain, this is a temporary shelter.
Ten days ago, Meng brought back three snake men.
It was a bit difficult for the snake people to enter the forest, even if Yan Mo went to pick them up in person, he almost couldn't do it. Brother Shandrill didn't like them and didn't want them to come in.
"Oh! Snake! Big snake! Don't let these slippery worms enter my forest! Let them go!" The mandrill seemed to hate snakes very much, and it became inexplicably irritable when it saw the snake man's thick tail.
"Are there no snakes in your forest?" He saw many.
The mandrill put on a disgusted expression of "it's because there are so many that I can't finish it, and I'm tired of eating it, so I hate it more".
"They are my friends. As I said, we are friends of Jiuyuan and Wanwu. I can guarantee that they will not harm your people if they enter the forest."
"No!" Brother Mandrill refused. It is not afraid of poisonous snakes and boa constrictors, but its people are afraid. Every year, many of its people die from the mouth of poisonous snakes.
"A kettle."
"Don't!" Brother Mandrill said that he is not so easily seduced.
"A jar."
"No! . . . a jar? What's that? Water?"
"Not just water. Have you ever heard of monkey wine?"
Mandrill said he had never heard of it.
Yan Mote explained sincerely: "Wine is a better drink than water. Originally, only gods could drink it, but a big monkey stole a little brewing method from god. According to legend, that big monkey only had one foot. .”
Ok? The mandrill pricked up its ears.
"The big monkey brewed monkey wine with the brewing method it stole. Although the taste is not as good as the wine drunk by gods, the monkey wine is much, much better than clear water. Its people like it. Therefore, I admire it even more. However, although the big monkey brewed monkey wine, because there was nothing to store it, it could only be stored in a tree hole. In the end, it all flowed into the soil and was stolen by other birds and beasts. Then it got so angry that it never brewed monkey wine again."
Brother Mandrill wondered, "Is the monkey wine good?"
"You'll know it once you drink it, especially in winter, it will warm you up and you won't be afraid of the cold."
Brother mandrill is tempted.
Yan Mo continued to strongly recommend Monkey Wine, "Do you pick a lot of fruits every autumn, but those fruits can't be kept in winter, and they will go bad soon?"
Brother Mandrill nodded subconsciously.
"Monkey wine can solve the problem of those fruits being wasted."
"How to make monkey wine? Do you know?"
"I need to ask the ancestor god first. If he agrees to tell you the brewing method of monkey wine, I will tell you."
Brother Mandrill was angry, "Oh! You don't know why you said that!"
"It's not that I can't, but I need to ask the ancestor god first. But I can give you the jar to hold the wine first. If there is no jar, it will be useless for you to learn how to brew monkey wine, because you have nothing to store. It is easy for the gods to take and drink the wine."
"Huh? God will steal my wine?" Mandrill was startled.
"Because the monkey wine has a special taste, even the gods like it. But if you have the jar I gave you, there will be the mark of the ancestor gods on this jar, so that they won't come to steal the wine casually, and you will find out later. It’s not easy to run out of wine in jars, but if you use something else, the wine will run out quickly.”
Brother Mandrill confused him, "Jar, I want two... no, three!"
"Row!"
So the three snake men were finally able to enter the forest.
As soon as Bai Yan saw Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan, he laughed and said, "I knew you were all fine. What are your plans now?"
"If you can go back to Jiuyuan, you can go back. You can't just occupy a piece of land and form a new tribe." Yan Mo didn't hide his thoughts.
"There are enough people, what about the territory? Here?" This is a period when you can occupy any land and become king as long as you are strong enough. Bai Yan is not surprised at all that the two have such thoughts.
"The ancestor god told me that through the forest, there is a piece of land suitable for establishing a tribe. However, if possible, I still hope to go back to Jiuyuan."
Bai Yan also hoped that Yan Mo and others could go back to Jiuyuan. He didn't know what was on the land through the forest, but he thought there would never be red salt there.
"I've almost figured out a way to go back now, but it will take some time." Yan Mo said with confidence.
Bai Yan believed in this young man, he had created many miracles in the Morgan Bazaar. And he has also seen the human-faced bird that can only grow bigger and smaller. If there were not so many slaves, it would be easy for Yan Mo and others to go back and forth. Too much, so he felt very relaxed, and he was very optimistic about the prospects of this trip.
"By the way, the monkey wine and the jar you told that mountain god before, heck, if the ancestor god agrees, can you also teach us?"
Yan Mo turned around and smiled mysteriously, "Monkey wine is not good, it is the wine specially given to monkeys by the gods, and no one can brew it except them."
"Ah." Bai Yan expressed regret.
The mandrill who followed all the way to eavesdrop could not help scratching his face when he heard the words. It must get the brewing method of monkey wine and the jars for the wine!
The three snake men were guests, and Yan Mo allowed them to move freely, but Bai Yan and the other three said that they came here to help them, and Yan Mo just let Yan Mo do whatever he wanted.
Yan Mo was very happy with the three people's knowledge of current affairs, and he also gave them enough respect.
Two days later, Dahe led more than two hundred Yanshan people to the valley.
Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo didn't come forward directly, and left everything to Dahe and Shengu for arrangement.
The people of the Yanshan tribe had uneasiness and doubts on their faces. They surrounded the patriarch and the priests closely, not daring to run anywhere. They didn't understand how the man named Dahe could lead them to walk in the dense forest. Those big red monkeys not only didn't attack them, but also showed them the way. No one left behind or disappeared for unknown reasons.
Then they saw a lot of soldiers in this small valley! Although these fighters do not have level five, there are quite a few level four fighters, and their patriarch is only level four.
But these fighters all listened to the words of two people, including the fighter Dahe who they thought was already very powerful. Those two people were just like those Mogans, without any tattoos on their faces.
And these two people are no strangers to certain Yanshan people.
The patriarch of Yanshan and the priest wanted to talk to Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo, but they couldn't find a chance. Those two people were very busy and often went into the forest. When they came back, they would talk to their warrior leader and tell them something. Forget that there is an extra Yanshan tribe here, or do you not care
Apart from the anxious patriarch Yanshan and the priest, there were a few other people who also looked wrong.
Hei Qi didn't tell his family that Yan Mo might be Hei Qiao, but he looked at his mother's expression, as if he recognized it, but also didn't dare to recognize it. His father and brother were careless, they only muttered "that young priest looks a bit like a black cunning" when the family was together, and then ignored it with "hahaha, how is this possible".
But Hei Qi didn't expect that there was another person who also recognized Hei Qiao, and he seemed to be more sure than his mother. He wanted to find a chance to talk to Yan Mo several times, but he was called by the person next to him before he got close to Yan Mo. The hairy warrior who answered retreated in fright.
This person is a girl named Heixiang, who is about the same age as Heiqiao, and she and Heiqiao often play together.
But Heijiao is too weak, has low combat power, and is a bit stupid. Heiqi and others never thought that Heixiang would fall in love with Heijiao, nor did they expect Heixiang to be Heijiao's woman. Later, Heixiang did become the woman of another second-level warrior, but that second-level warrior died in the battle with the Shi clan.
Hei Qi saw that Hei Xiang went to talk to their mother, and he didn't know what the two said, the mother's expression was a little excited, and her eyes on Yan Mo became urgent.
Hei Qi didn't like this kind of development, he hoped that no one would bother that boy, especially his family. Hei Qi is very smart, so he also knows clearly that Yan Mo may secretly take care of them a little more because of this ambiguity, but if they want to recognize their relatives, this advantage may disappear.
Yan Mo didn't know that Heiqi was entangled in his heart, and he didn't see the eagerness of Yanshan patriarch and others to communicate with them.
He didn't want the Yanshan people to put themselves in a special position. He let them hang around like this to let them realize that they were no different from those bought slaves, and even worse than those war slaves. battle trust.
And he is also very busy, there are too many things to do, he can only arrange according to the priority.
Yesterday evening, Caishi and others brought the tortoise and the boat.
Early this morning, Yuan Zhan arranged for the first group of people to board the boat, all women and children, led by Ding Ning, assisted by Zang Na, with enough food for twenty days.
Because of the need to bring enough food, the three hundred women and children could not all go, and there were nearly a hundred people left.
Yan Mo asked Jiufeng to let him follow him for a period of time, so as to prevent Mogan from doing anything secretly. At the same time, he let Meng hurried back to Jiuyuan and notified the warriors in the tribe to come out to meet the ship.
At noon, when Yuan Zhan came back, he dropped the prey he had killed along the way, came over and squatted by the stream to wash his hands, and asked the person sitting on the boulder by the stream, "What are you thinking? You are frowning so deeply."
Yan Mo turned his head, "Thinking about Jiuyuan, since this morning, I have had a strange feeling in my heart, I can't express it, I always feel that it is not good."
Yuan Zhanshou paused, "You let Jiufeng take you back, I'm here."
Yan Mo shook his head and smiled, "I don't have a hunch, maybe it's just that people can't send away all at once, and I don't feel at ease. And I'm gone, who will communicate with Brother Mandrill? We promised to give him his big water tank and water altar It hasn't been made yet."
Now the mandrill brother would come and walk around from time to time to see if his water tank and water altar were ready, and sometimes he would grab some things and leave.
But because of the presence of mandrills, the Morgans did not dare to camp at the edge of the forest, instead of entering the dense forest, but hid farther away. Qi Hao, who stayed in the valley to recover from his wounds and took the hostage by the way, was also relatively quiet.
Yuan Zhan looked up at a sheltered place opposite the stream, where smoke was rising, and the pottery team led by the young Xia Yu was busy there. They didn't seem to be very skilled in how to make pottery. The disciple of the great witch of the family has always been a follower, and has never personally managed a pottery making.
Yan Mo also looked opposite.
The pottery technique used by Xia Yu is probably the roughest one. They found some more suitable clay along the river beach, carried the clay back to the stream for rinsing, and washed away the stones and roots inside. The clay is taken out and kneaded into shapes, and then a fire is built with wood, and the kneaded mud is directly placed on the fire to roast.
But Yan Mo remembers that whether it is pottery or porcelain, it seems that it needs to dig a kiln, or build a kiln with mud bricks. But he didn't know much about firing pottery and porcelain, and he planned to see how Xia Yu and the others did it first, so he didn't speak casually.
"That's firing pottery? It seems very simple, and it's not very useful." Yuan Zhan curled his lips in disdain. He has seen the things fired by Xia Yu and others, and it is considered good if two or three of them are not broken each time. , not to mention big water tanks, even slightly larger bowls and dishes are not easy to cook well, and only a few of them were snatched away by mandrills, but because he and Yan Mo are not rare, they just pretend to be fine. Didn't really try to get it back.
There was a mocking sneer at the corner of Yan Mo's mouth, "Haven't you seen it? They are hiding their clumsiness, and they probably want to see if I can really make porcelain better than pottery as I told them before .If I don't open my mouth, they can just keep fooling me." Tsk, these primitive people are not all honest.
Yuan Zhan's face immediately turned cold, his tone was calm, but the meaning was extremely cruel, "Then these people don't have to stay."
Yan Mo raised his hand and shook, "No, they are still useful, I only know about them, the ancestor gods taught me too much knowledge, I can't remember all of them clearly, although they are hiding their clumsiness, but they have some ways to deal with it. You can't hide it. Don't look at how easy it is to make a bowl, try it yourself... forget it, try another person and you'll know. The more you watch Seemingly simple things are more difficult to do well, all of which require experience.” Some also require a certain amount of talent.
"But they're dishonest."
"It's okay. When I was brought back by you, I didn't dare to show what I know. This is probably a kind of biological instinct. And this failure rate just shows Brother Mandrill that it is not so easy to make a water tank. Yes, let them go last, I will give them a chance, if they still don't know how to recognize the reality, you will take another shot."
Listening to Yan Mo's comparison with his original behavior, and thinking about the changes between the boy at that time and the present, Yuan Zhan couldn't help but reach out and ruffle the boy's hair. His personality hasn't changed much, he's still not very lovable, and he's a sinister man, but at least his silent eyes no longer look at him with hatred.
Yan Mo threw him an eye knife, and said with disgust: "Can you stop being like Jiu Feng and just like to spoil my hair? If it weren't for my body that can recover by itself, I would have been bald long ago!"
"Be bald." Yuan Zhan didn't think there was anything wrong with Yan Mo's baldness. He didn't like long hair. Since he got the bone knife, he would shave his hair every once in a while to avoid lice.
Seeing that his head was shaved like a dog gnawing on it again, Yan Mo couldn't stand it anymore, beckoned him to sit in front of her, took out the scissors and trimmed it for him again. He also doesn't know how to cut his hair, but if he trims it, at least it won't look long in the east and short in the west, and some places are so short that the scalp can still be seen!
Yuan Zhan likes this time the most. Mo will not only cut his hair, but also massage his head. Sometimes when he is in a good mood, he will let him rest on his lap to wash his hair.
Yan Mo played with Yuan Zhan in the mood of washing the domestic animals, seeing his face rippling with comfort, he couldn't help pinching his plump earballs.
Yuan Zhan reached out his hand to pinch Momo, but Yan Mo opened his hand.
Yan Mo was in a good mood, got off the rock, sat down by the stream, let Yuan Zhan lie on his lap, and washed the broken hair off his head with the stream.
The short hair was a bit prickly and stiff, like an animal's mane, but he liked the feel of it very much.
The original battle head is beautiful, even if he shaves his head, he will not look ugly. With short hair, he will look very energetic, not handsome but tough enough, but he will also look more vicious.
Not far away, Da Da squatted on the boulder, staring at Yuan Zhan with envy and jealousy, he stroked his hair, and wanted Yan Mo to do it for him once.
Ding Fei walked back and hooked Da Da's neck, "What are you looking at? Be careful that the leader will gouge your eyes out!"
Dada growled at Ding Fei, Ding Fei came up to him and sniffed, turned his face away in disgust, "Hey, did you get blood all over your body again and didn't take a bath? You are not afraid of attracting mosquitoes, roll into the stream to wash Clean! If you can’t wash it clean, you sleep outside by yourself at night, and you are not allowed to enter the house!”
Da Da lifted his lips to Ding Fei, hugged Ding Fei suddenly, and rolled into the stream together.
Ding Fei yelled, a few small children probably saw the fun, ran near the stream with their buttocks bare, and even splashed water on the two adults.
Da Da let out a strange roar, and set off a bigger water wave to pour those little hairy heads into screaming.
Ding Fei took the opportunity to sneak up on Da Da, and there was a commotion in the stream.
Yan Mo heard the sound of playing in the stream not far away, looked up and looked there, with a smile in his eyes.
Yuan Zhan pillow was so comfortable on his lap that he almost fell asleep.