Day and night changed, and before he knew it, Yun Chi had been here for more than a month. Staying on the island with Saga, he had no worries about food and clothing, and he lived well and slept well. Except for the fractures and internal injuries, this body was originally quite thin. Now that Saga picked him up and took care of him for a while, Yun Chi not only looked ruddy and energetic, but also grew taller.
There was just one thing that Saga had always forgotten to tell him: whether it was the food brought from the temple or the spoils brought back from Saga's daily hunting, they were all originally enjoyed only by the gods, but were now shared with Yunchi.
Yun Chi had lived and eaten with him for so long that he was already saturated with the divine power and aura of the second generation Lord God. Now, when Yun Chi went outside to touch the eggs, even those daring winter grouse that walked sideways in the pine forest would stay away and not dare to offend him.
However, Saga had not had contact with ordinary humans for a long time, and he did not treat Yunchi with the same distance and boundaries as he used to treat his believers. He just treated him as a precious family member, holding him in his arms and carrying him on his back every day, never leaving his side, and never thought of telling him such a trivial matter.
At this moment, Yunchi is knitting a scarf.
Not only did he knit the scarf himself, he also pulled Saga to teach him how to knit the scarf together.
Of course, the yarn that Saga could find for him was not made of wool or cotton, but strands of spider silk that was as bright as silver and as smooth as milk. It is said that the spiders that produced this kind of spider silk lie at the junction of the sea and the sky every day, weaving the colorful evening light in the morning and evening. They are believers of the goddess of weaving, and the silk they spit out is also the special weaving material for the goddess of weaving.
Spider silk is thinner than ordinary wool thread, but if you rub it a little, it will become very fluffy and soft. Yunchi doesn't have a very complicated weaving method, so it's the most suitable choice to use them to weave a scarf.
For this pastime, he and Saga went deep into the hinterland of the island and found the thickest and oldest pine tree. The needles picked from it were almost as long as a human forearm, green and hard, and no less than any high-quality knitting needles.
Yun Chi happily selected a handful and put them in his all-purpose belt. He also dug up a lot of fallen pine cones from the snow nearby, intending to take a look at the pine nuts inside. However, when he opened them, he found that the pine nuts were too hard to bite, which made him feel very sorry.
Later, Yunchi came up with an idea. He found some gold thread for shaping, picked up some beautiful pine leaves, and asked Saga to dye the pine cones pure white like snow. He made a unique and delicate wreath and hung it on the dark brown wooden door. It was quite interesting. Whenever the sea otter had time, he would squat in front of the door and take a look happily.
At this time, Yunchi leaned on Saga, picked up spider silk with pine needles, and knitted a scarf stitch by stitch. Saga also imitated him, but the sea otter did not knit the wool with his palms, but controlled it with divine power.
"Yeah, I want to eat something sweet." It was the perfect afternoon time. Yun Chi lay comfortably against Saga's warm thick fur. He couldn't help feeling drowsy and almost slipped a few times. He had to take the initiative to bring up a topic to perk himself up.
Saga turned his head immediately, but the pine needles and spider silk floating in the air did not stop, and continued to work diligently, "Sweet? Honey? I'll find it for you later..."