The Caveman Made Me Awesome

Ye Xi's paintings were very realistic, and they were gradually uploaded on the top of the mountain.

More and more people came to look for Ye Xi's portrait.

They all lost loved ones and wanted to ask for a portrait to remember.

Some of these dead people were bitten to death by wild animals during hunting, some were poisoned to death by poisonous insects when picking fruits, some were starved to death, and some were killed by people during tribal conflicts.

The more he painted, the heavier Ye Xi's heart became. His heart was like a huge boulder, which was so heavy that one could not breathe.

When the last portrait was finished and sent away, Ye Xi just leaned against the door, looking at the gloomy sky and the drifting rain outside.

He had never imagined that so many people in the tribe would have lost loved ones, and most of them were not natural deaths.

Will you have a family in the future?

He once thought that if he had a partner and a child. I will do my best to protect them, do my best, and give them everything they can give. Let them not worry about food and live a healthy and happy life.

But...what if I die?

The world is so dangerous, even he would not dare to make a promise that he would not die.

If he dies, can his partner and his children live in peace in this prehistoric world full of danger and precariousness?

call.

Ye Xi let out a long breath.

At this moment, the chief suddenly walked in from outside the house and said to Ye Xi, "Ye Xi, the witch is looking for you."

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Wu's stone house is located in the center of the group of stone houses, and there are special soldiers guarding it outside the gate.

Ye Xi admired them.

Because the rain never stopped in the rainy season, and whether it was a light rain or a heavy rain, they insisted on staying there motionless. And they have to endure not only bad weather, but also boredom.

But they did not complain in the slightest. On the contrary, the task of guarding the gate was quite popular among the soldiers, and they were all proud of being able to work for the witch.

Seeing Ye Xi coming at this moment, they had been instructed to remove the slate blocking the door and let Ye Xi go in.

Walking into the witch's stone house, Ye Xi found that there were animal bones of all sizes and shapes all around, some white, some charred, all piled up in a mess.

In the center of the stone house was a waist-high rock platform with smooth edges and corners. On the rock platform were many polished animal bone fragments and a roll of sheepskin that was spread out.

And Wu stood beside the big rock platform, holding a pen in his right hand, lowered his head to draw something on the animal bone, turned his head to look at the sheepskin scroll while drawing.

Seeing Ye Xi coming in, Wu raised his head, and a slight smile appeared on his old face: "Come on."

"I've seen a witch." Ye Xi took off the bamboo hat from his head and saluted.

Wu nodded. Seeing that Ye Xi was soaked in rain, he pointed to the corner and said, "There is dry animal skin over there, please wipe it first."

Ye Xi walked over there according to the words, leaving a string of wet footprints on the ground.

After Wu finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to draw something on the animal bone.

Ye Xi picked up the animal skin to wipe the water droplets on his body, and while wiping, looked at the witch beside the rock platform.

Wu's eyes were condensed, and he drew very seriously. He seemed to be drawing according to what was on the parchment scroll.

Primitive society naturally does not have brushes and pens. The "pen" held in Wu's hand is cut from branches, and the head is sharpened. When using it, you need to dip a little paint. When the paint on the pen is used up, dip a little more and continue. painting.

After Ye Xi wiped the rain off his body, he put down the animal skin and walked over.

Wu put down his pen and looked at Ye Xi,

Asked: "I heard that your painting skills are very good?"

Ask him about his painting skills?

In the past two days, there have been many portraits of people, and Ye Xi's first reaction was - Does Wu want him to paint portraits of relatives?

His painting skills are naturally many times better than those of primitive people, but he certainly cannot shamelessly say that he is very good at painting.

"It's okay." Ye Xizhen said modestly.

Wu smiled and beckoned him to come over.

Ye Xi walked to Wu's side.

Wu pointed to the pattern on the parchment and said slowly, "Can you draw this?"

This parchment roll is very old, the leather is yellow and black, and there are a few cracks. The center of the roll is painted with a round of extremely complicated patterns with dark red paint.

Although this pattern is a bit complicated, it would be no problem for Ye Xi if he could follow it.

"OK."

Ye Xi asked curiously, "What is this?"

Wu: "This is a blessing Wu pattern"

Bless the witch pattern?

Ye Xi looked down at the pattern on the sheepskin scroll. Is this a witch pattern? Is there any use?

Wu continued, "It's okay to paint it perfectly, okay?"

Ye Xi carefully looked at the witch pattern. The witch pattern was too complicated and didn't seem to have the slightest pattern. If you really wanted to ensure that it was perfect, it was best to have a ruler.

Ye Xi: "It can be done, but first I have to do something."

Wu: "Okay, tell me what you need."

Ye Xi looked around the room and found some dry wood piled next to the fire pond, so he walked over and picked one: "Just use this one."

There was no string or the like in the room, Ye Xi thought about it, and pulled a piece of hair from his head.

His hair has now reached his shoulders, and the strands are barely usable.

Put the wood embryo cut into a ruler on the stone platform, then put the hair into the red paint and dipped it. After pressing the hair with a heavy object, pull it until it is taut, and the hair collapses into one strand. Straight line, then stamp it onto the wood embryo.

A thin red line appeared on the wood embryo.

Using it as a reference, Ye Xi repaired the wooden ruler embryo.

As for the scale on the ruler, Ye Xi randomly found a small scrap on the stone platform, taking it as one millimeter, and then marked the scale on the wooden ruler one by one.

Even if such a simple wooden ruler is ready, Ye Xi said to Wu: "I can start painting."

Wu looked at the wooden ruler and asked, "I don't need anything else?"

"unnecessary."

Wu nodded and picked out a palm-sized animal bone for him on the rock platform: "Just draw it on this piece of dominoes, remember, it can't be bad at all, otherwise it will be in vain."

This animal bone was flaky and polished into a rectangle, like the part of the animal's skull, only the size of a palm and very thin.

After giving him this, Wu picked up another "pen" on the table and handed it to Ye Xi: "This is for you."

After Ye Xi took the pen, Wu continued to lower his head and draw.

The red paint was painted on the white animal bones, gradually forming a strange and complex pattern.

He draws really carefully, carefully for fear of making a mistake.

On his right side, there was a pile of half-painted animal bones, which were poorly painted works. Looking at the speed at which Wu Wu is now painting, I don't know how long it took to build up.

Ye Xi took the pen and felt that it was a little long, so he sharpened it by himself, into the shape of a pencil in the previous life, the tip of the pen was sharply sharpened, and after sharpening, he took the animal bone piece, and the tip of the pen was stained with red paint.

The witch pattern on the animal skin roll is three times larger than this animal bone piece.

Ye Xi first used a ruler to measure the size of the witch pattern on the animal skin roll, and then drew a coordinate on the animal bone piece. After reducing it in equal proportions, after confirming all the points, he bent over and lowered his head to draw.

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