The Caveman Made Me Awesome

“Amazing my hominid ()”

By the dark ledge of rocks.

Ye Xi opened his hand.

The Wangli spring water that was nestled in the palm of the hand just now evaporated with the end of the witchcraft, leaving no trace.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the Li tribe through the stone window in Iceland, his expression flickering.

To be honest, he was not fully sure whether the Wumu tribe and the Li tribe would come to Xicheng. After the arraignment, all he could do was pray silently, hoping that they would come over smoothly.

Thinking of this, he sighed regretfully.

Dayuan witch taught him a lot of witchcraft, among which was a mysterious witchcraft that could change the thoughts of the cursed person towards the expectations of the caster unconsciously. If the difference in strength is large, even ordering the other party to commit suicide can be done.

However, this witchcraft requires the blood, hair or skin tissue of the cursed person, which he does not have in his hands.

"pity……"

Ye Xi shook his head.

It is useless to think too much.

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and looked at the rock platform again, his gaze slid over the bark of the red sycamore tree, and finally fell on the slice of ham that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

With so many tribes, Yuanyin belonging to the Jiuyi tribe is the most difficult to find.

Because basically the people from the Jiuyi tribe come to the Xicheng trading area to buy things. He searched the entire trading area just now, but he couldn't find a booth from the Jiuyi tribe. In the end, he had no choice but to ask a Jiuyi person to buy this A small slice of ham.

It is said that this piece of ham thinner than snowflakes is the ham cured by Lao Yan. The raw material is so rare that Lao Yan is very precious. He is only willing to cut a small half of the ham for the Jiuyi people, and keep the remaining half of the ham for himself.

But the Jiuyi man was not willing to eat the small half of the ham, he brought it to Xicheng, not seeking to earn beast cores, just to exchange for a bowl of hot noodle soup from Xicheng.

"I hope that Lao Yan really still has that half of the ham."

Ye Xi sighed, and gently covered the thin slice of ham with his palm.

...

Jiuyi tribe.

Lao Yan raised his head and hung the marinated ham strips on the wooden rack in the open air.

The sauce dripped down, and the saliva of the onlookers followed suit.

"Lao Yan, when will my ham be ready!" Someone shouted through the wall.

Old Yantou didn't turn around, and said angrily: "If you can't wait, take it now!"

The delicacies in the Xicheng trading area have opened up a lot of people in Jiuyi. Finally, the people of Jiuyi don’t think that Laoyan’s ham is the most delicious food in the world, but there are still many people who come to ask Laoyan to make ham, and every day there are hugs. Carrying fresh leg meat and animal cores, they lined up and waited.

Lao Yan squatted on the ground and skillfully passed the hemp rope through the ham's head.

A huge khaki fat-headed crocodile crouched beside him.

This fat-headed crocodile looks naive at Mulen Mulen, just like a wooden sculpture, but if someone gets close, it will rush over quickly and fiercely, and bite the calf of that person fiercely. The speed and ferocity of the action are jaw-dropping. . Even the rough and fleshy Jiuyi people are a little afraid of it and dare not approach it.

After Lao Yan hung up all the cured hams, he patted the fat-headed crocodile on the head: "Keep an eye on them, don't let them come over, I'll go to the roof to fetch firewood."

The fat-headed crocodile nodded like a child, then obediently lay on the ground, its chin stuck to the ground, motionless, only a pair of yellow-brown ice-cracked eyes rolled, looking very vigilant.

The onlookers are not allowed to get close, not because they are afraid that someone will steal the unsmoked ham, but because some people are too handy and like to touch the ham twice to make it dirty.

Lao Yan climbed onto the roof to collect the clear dew pine branches on the roof.

After three days of sun exposure, all the Qinglu pine branches are dry and brittle, and it smells like a fluffy and pleasant aroma.

Lao Yan was collecting dry pine logs when he suddenly heard a loud "bang" from the bottom.

He looked down and saw that the fat-headed crocodile slapped the ground fiercely with its tail flicking.

Looking around, all the onlookers were standing obediently outside the wall, each of them was far away from the wooden shelf, and no one approached.

He asked the fat-headed crocodile: "What's wrong?"

The fat-headed crocodile held its head high,

The body twisted, the yellow-brown eyes stared fixedly at the room, and the tail swung from side to side, showing a bit of anxiety.

Lao Yan: "What's going on in the house..."

Before he finished speaking, he sniffed and said doubtfully, "Huh? Where does the smell of barbecue come from?!"

The wind blew the smoke away, and the onlookers below gradually smelled it, and shouted to Lao Yan on the roof from a long distance: "Why do I smell barbecue, Lao Yan, are you grilling meat in your house— —?”

"It's burnt! This meat smells like it's burnt—!"

Lao Yan's eyes widened, he threw the pine wood in his hand, jumped down from the roof, and rushed into the house in three steps at a time.

There are a lot of good hams hidden in the house, so don't destroy them!

The stone house was dimly lit, Lao Yan looked around eagerly, and finally found a smoking ham in the corner.

From the bright place to the dark place suddenly, it was dark in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly. Lao Yan didn't see how the ham spontaneously ignited, so he patted the smoking place with his hands without thinking.

"Hiss, it's so hot!"

As a result, the shot was burned.

Lao Yan was afraid that the house would be on fire, so he picked up the smoking ham and walked out of the house.

Every piece of ham is his treasure. After leaving the house, Lao Yan didn't want to throw it on the ground, so he found a clean rock bench and put it on it.

The onlookers were still obediently lying outside the wall, not daring to approach, stretching their necks to look at the smoking ham, discussing with each other.

"How did this start?"

"It smells so good!"

"It's still smoking, I smell a burning smell of bones, are the bones all burned?" This is a good nose.

Lao Yan waved his cigarette and fixed his eyes on this, no, half a ham looked at it, and found that the bone was densely engraved with scorched characters, each character was as small as a ladybug carapace, and it was hard to distinguish without looking carefully This is a word, I thought it was a burnt hole.

And these words are still coming out of thin air one by one.

Lao Yan's expression suddenly became serious.

"Come here quickly!" He turned his head and waved to the people outside the wall.

The onlookers were flattered and suspected that they had heard it wrong: "Are you calling us over?"

"Then we... came here?"

Lao Yan's face was dark: "Mo Mo Chi Chi, hurry up!"

The onlookers laughed and jumped over the fence, and walked over quickly. Some people deliberately teased the fat-headed crocodile with their feet, causing the fat-headed crocodile to bite.

A group of Jiuyi people watched the smoking ham together.

After seeing the writing on the ham bone, all their laughing expressions faded away, and everyone became serious, with deep frowns.

"It seems to be Xicheng characters."

"Do you recognize what it means?"

"I've only been to the Xicheng trading area once, but I haven't learned it. How can I recognize it?"

"Wait, the key point is not the word, but the key point is why the word popped out of the ham bone... This is witchcraft! Someone is using witchcraft to pass the word to us!"

"Whether it's witchcraft or not, first find someone who knows the characters of Xicheng!"

"But where can I find this person who knows Xicheng characters?"

"It's hard to find. I only heard that our Yuanwu knows Xicheng characters, but the others really haven't heard of anyone who can."

Lao Yan picked up the ham and made a decisive decision: "Then let's go to Master Yuanwu!"