The daily life of farming and opening up wasteland in the elf world

Fan Xing held a well-polished red gemstone in his hand, carefully compared the size and size of the cloth on the ground, and then quickly cut it out.

Soon a decent bow appeared in front of Fan Xing. Fan Xing sewed the bow with needles and threads, and inlaid the gems in his hand on the bow.

Fan Xing stretched out his hand to hug the pumpkin essence flying randomly in the air, and then tied the bowknot to him.

but.Gua Jing seemed dissatisfied with the bow tie made by Fan Xing, he yelled at Fan Xing unhappily, Fan Xing had no choice but to tear off the bow tie when he saw this, and started making it again.

Soon Fan Xing's transformation was completed, almost the same as before, except that it was modified into a bow tie style

The black bow tie with red gemstones looks like a mere mess, but Fan Xing thinks it's okay. He tied the bow tie to the pumpkin spirit and fixed it, ignoring the disgusted look that the pumpkin spirit showed again.

Follow the same steps to make four bow ties inlaid with large gemstones, and then fix them on the pumpkin spirits.

Then Fan Xing prepared gentleman hats suitable for the four pumpkin essences according to their body size, but Fan Xing still made changes to the hats. He inlaid several shining gems on the hats.

The pumpkin spirit with the hat on looked like an upstart elf from a distance, but Fan Xing didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

He whittled four more canes out of wood, painted them black, and stuffed them on top of the black leaves of the pumpkin spirits.

The black blades under their heads are mobile, though short and small, and act as arms.

Fan Xing was very satisfied with the pumpkin spirits who had taken on a completely new look.

And the pumpkin essence's small eyes also burned with bright flames, which was the embodiment of anger.

However, they took a look at Fan Xing who was smiling in front of him, and his eyes were also shining brightly, and the courage that had just risen suddenly faltered again.

Fan Xing silently withdrew his oppressive force, and nodded in satisfaction seeing the performance of the pumpkin spirits.

A few pumpkin spirits sank into Fan Xing's shadow. They planned not to come out today. Tomorrow they had to leave the hut as soon as possible so as not to run into anyone on the road. It would not be embarrassing enough by then, oh no, they would lose the elves face.

The pumpkin spirits entered Fan Xing's shadow, and Fan Xing, who was sorting out his tools, was entangled by the Resentful Shadow Doll and the crying mask.

They leaned close to Fan Xing's face and rubbed their cheeks against Fan Xing's cheek, acting coquettishly at Fan Xing. Fan Xing persisted for a while, but finally he couldn't resist the coquettish offensive of the two elves, and hugged them in his arms Knead vigorously for a long time.

While being rubbed by Fan Xing, the two elves looked at each other in his arms, and then showed triumphant expressions at the same time.

After Fan Xing kneaded to his heart's content, he put down the two elves, picked up the fabric on the ground, and started sewing.

Resentment Shadow Doll asked him just now that he wanted a doll. Originally, Fan Xing didn't intend to sew it.

Resentment Shadow Doll looked at Fan Xing, who was moving his hands quickly, with a look of anticipation on his face. He was very happy when he thought of Fan Xing making a doll for himself.

The crying mask also watched Fan Xing's actions with great anticipation, but the two of them might be disappointed. Fan Xing spent more than half an hour sewing the eyes of the doll on his hand with buttons, and then handed the doll over. Gave the Resentment Shadow Doll.

After seeing Fan Xing's actions, Resentment Shadow Doll excitedly stepped forward to look at the doll in Fan Xing's hand, and his expression soon became uncontrollable.

His body floating in the air slowly landed on the ground, and then he looked at the doll put down by Fan Xing with a look of despair, and saw that it was an ugly doll that couldn't be more ugly.

This is a humanoid doll with a thin body, a big straw hat on its head, crooked eyes, and several patches on its clothes.

If there is anything worthy of praise, it is that Fan Xing has inlaid gems in several places on this doll.

Fan Xing has never been short of sapphires since the small diamonds came to his family, so now he spends a lot.

Fan Xing looked at the resentful shadow doll lying motionless on the ground, thinking that he was completely moved by the doll he made?He laughed out of relief in his heart.

Seeing this scene, the crying mask didn't know what to say. Although he was only a two-day-old kid, he still had a clear understanding of beauty and ugliness.

He looked at the ugly exploding doll next to the Resentment Shadow Doll on the ground, and shuddered fiercely, then quickly ran to the ground, picked up the Resentment Shadow Doll, and dragged the doll's leg with his hand. Run to the second floor.

Fan Xing saw the movement of the crying mask and called him several times. Is he going to make a new mask for the crying mask?Why are you running away now?

The fiery red fox sitting on the sofa not far away took a sip of tea leisurely, his eyes turned to Fan Xing's movement, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an inexplicable way.

He didn't know when Fan Xing had such a bad taste, so he caught the young elves at home playing pranks, and Fan Xing, who was sitting on the ground, sighed regretfully, and then moved his hands again.

Soon under his movements, a delicately crafted little rabbit doll appeared in his hands, and Fan Xing waved to the clay puppet who opened his eyes not far away.

The clay puppet who had just woken up scratched his head in doubt and walked up to Fan Xing. .

Fan Xing stuffed the doll into the arms of the clay puppet, explained the situation to him, and then asked the clay puppet to give the doll to Resentment Shadow Doll.

Although the clay puppet didn't want to move, he would not refuse Fan Xing's request. He walked slowly towards the second floor.

And Fan Xing started making masks again, but he looked at the wood and metal in front of him, and he was a little entangled, not knowing whether to make a wooden mask or a metal mask for the crying mask.

After thinking about it, it was still easier to make a wooden mask, so Fan Xing picked up a piece of wood and started carving.

This time, what he sculpted was the kind worn by the normal crying mask, and the overall expression of the whole mask is a very sad expression.

After spending some time carving out the mask as a whole, Fan Xing began to polish it, and then trimmed the expressions on the mask.

Soon a crying mask appeared in Fan Xing's hands.

Fan Xing wanted to put the mask on his face to see the effect, but after thinking about it, he gave up. After painting the mask with golden paint, he put it on the table to dry, then stretched his waist, and then He threw himself on the sofa and lay down on the sofa to watch TV.