Xuanwu Rebirth Diary

After living in the cave in East Qin for five days, Tai Yang was finally able to walk smoothly without hurting his wounds, so Yue Liang brought him back to land.

More than half of the new village of the Xuanwu tribe has been built, and it is still built according to the original layout, just at the foot of the mountain, but the big open space in the middle looks a bit abrupt.

Shuncang explained that the open space belonged to the temple, but because the ancestor god wanted to come by himself, no Xuanwu dared to move.

Yueliang gestured, and drew out a large part of the front, "I don't want this place, you guys discuss what kind of house to build, and I will leave it here for you to talk to Xuanwu and deal with the affairs of the clan."

"If your house hasn't been built yet, you might as well build another one next to it, so you don't have to go back and forth."

Sometimes there would be disputes in the clan, and a group of little Xuanwu would stand in the middle of the open space and chatter and twitter.

Shun Cang agreed, and Yue Liang began to plan his territory with peace of mind.

He stretched out a finger and drew the layout in his mind on the sand, "I want a small second-floor attic, just like the rattan house in the temple, but smaller. It's better to have a cornice or something, now everyone The walls are too monotonous, let's get some patterns, it would be nice to take the swirling patterns on our king's clothes."

While talking and drawing, a beautiful small building appeared in front of my eyes.

Tai Yang watched silently, and found that the outline of the small building became more and more familiar. It was the summer building they built in the southeast corner of the apse in their previous lives.

At that time, before the war broke out, they just had free time, so they got into the building and spent a midsummer.

After Yue Liang finished drawing, he raised his head to look at him, his eyes were shining.

He then said, "The painting is quite good. Is there any room to add? I just think it would be better to add a pavilion on the top of the building."

Yue Liang groaned, and slapped his palm, "Yes, so I can get up and sleep. Even if I don't sleep, I can still put some things on weekdays."

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves excitedly, "That's it. Okay, let's get to work!"

Tai Yang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "If you don't do it alone, you can use spells."

"The house made with magic is tasteless!" Yue Liang tugged at his sleeves, signaling to the busy little Xuanwu on the mountain, "Look, everyone did it by themselves, and only by doing it yourself can you create a happy life! "

"That's because none of them understand spells, and that's why Xuanwu wants to learn spells." Taiyang put his hands down, clearly expressing that he would not do anything, "You go and play with them first, and encounter difficulties Then look for the isolation spell."

Yue Liang began to compete, and hummed, "Ah Lang is so lazy, let me build a big -- attic for you to see, it's not difficult at all."

The emperor had already sat upright on the stone bench brought by Xiao Xuanwu, and said with a half-smile, "Then I'll just wait and see."

After Yue Liang tried to do it twice, he immediately felt that his heart was more than enough but his strength was not enough.

Xiao Xuanwu is used to using his claws, and he is very measured in his claws when doing these rough jobs. The house is beautiful and strong, and Yue Liang, who is used to magic, really can't compare with them.

But he didn't want to admit defeat easily, the emperor was still watching, and he surrendered only an hour after the bet, what is the majesty of the bastard.

With the help of little basalts, Yue Liang tried again. He made a shape out of clay, threw it into the smelting furnace to soak in the quenching slag, and lifted it up after a while. The operation was very simple.

He didn't reverse the positions of the doors and windows like last time, nor did he forget to keep the door open like last time. He just slipped his hand when he threw it into the stove. The little Xuanwu by the fire started yelling and fled in all directions.

Yue Liang looked at his ruined house again, touched his head, "Oh, surprise, surprise."

Shuncang said tremblingly, "God Ancestor, let us help you."

The old guy was disgusted.

He had no choice but to step back and watch the little Xuanwus carving the house with resentment, soaking in the slag, and soon, a whole beautiful black little house was made.

While the quenching slag is not completely condensed, the doors and windows are dug out, and then the mud inside is smashed, cooled, and then it can be moved down the mountain.

Yue Liang strutted forward in front, followed by six little Xuanwu happily dragging the house.

Tai Yang was still sitting quietly on the stone chair, beside a group of little Xuanwu who were dozing off at noon.

Hearing the movement, he opened his eyes and asked, "Did you build this house yourself, or did you help the younger generation?"

"...Half and half." He supervised the work, and it was not easy for the juniors to do it.

Yue Liang looked away guiltily.

Tai Yang smiled, stood up, came over to look at the room for a while, and then looked around, "It's dark, it looks bad, why not draw some patterns on it."

"There is some ocher red fine soil by the side of the salt field, and lime in the Lushen Forest. The two are combined to make paint, and the felt is used to smear the wall, and the color will not fade for a long time."

This suggestion immediately aroused the interest of Xuanwu, and according to the method he gave, the paint was made very quickly.

So the question is again, what pattern should I draw?

Yue Liang took a stone pestle and drew swirls on the ground, "It's better for my family to be round and harmonious. The rolled cloud patterns, grass leaves, and landscapes are all good. This is how to draw... ah yes, there are also cirrus clouds and Xuanwu. pattern."

A little mysterious beast held a piece of animal skin dipped in paint, thought for a while, imitated the appearance of getting colder, and drew a curly grass pattern on the side of its own room, and then expanded along the pattern, forming a row, ocher The red curls are like flames.

The other basalts also started to learn in style, Yue Liang thought, building a house is not good, but painting is always possible, he used to be an emperor, so he should have some talent.

Then he turned back into the shape of a little white beast, with paint on all four hooves, jumped up vigorously, and slapped the side of the house.

Papapapa, the hooves and claws touched the broken flowers on the stone wall, and finally soaked the tail in paint, and slapped the tree trunk like a writing brush. Immediately, a plum blossom appeared on the side wall of the house.

Yueliang jumped away in two steps, stood up on his hind legs, patted his paws, and admired his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Hmm, the painting is very similar, the splashed ink dots are chic and elegant, as expected, only a god like him can draw it.

A slender hand stretched out from behind, grabbing him by the back of the neck and lifting him up, "I just took a look at the smelting furnace, why did you make the wall so gaudy?"

"It's so pretty, don't you think?" Yue Liang was a little one, covered himself with ochre-red dye, like a little flower cow.

Stretching his limbs vigorously, he noticed Tai Yang's face with sharp eyes, and suddenly became playful, he laughed, swung his tail covered in paint, and breathed towards Tai Yang's face.

"watch out!"

Tai Yang frowned, and subconsciously distanced himself from him, never wanting to push him against the wall, then a mysterious beast print with its limbs spread out appeared on the wall, right next to the plum tree.Startled, he quickly pulled Yueliang into his arms, carefully observing the state of this little mysterious beast.

"Ah Liang, is there a serious problem?" He asked worriedly.

"You actually slapped me!" Yue Liang screamed angrily, and the whole mysterious beast writhed, "How could you treat me like this and use me as a brush!"

Tai Yang hugged him tightly, coaxed him in a loud voice, and helplessly defended himself, "It's clear that you did it first, but if you subconsciously block it, you'd be on the wall."

The mysterious animal mark on the wall was too conspicuous, Yue Liang felt a little embarrassed, and said angrily, "Where is the animal skin, I want to cover it up."

"There are no animal skins, they are all burned, and the only ones left for drawing are obtained from hunting recently."

Yue Liang was so angry that the print printed his entire round and frightened face. He ate quite well, and even his paws and hooves looked chubby after shrinking. Such a print really looked like a little bastard. , not at all the appearance of Shenwei Xuanwu.

Xuanwu came and went in this place, how could it be possible for them to see the appearance of the ancestor god!

Too shameful!

He struggled for two full days, and for the first half of the day he tried to cover it with something, but then he gave up on himself and accepted the fact.

Sitting in the new residence, Tai Yang could not help laughing when he saw him walking past, and immediately aroused another round of cursing, and he begged for mercy.

The new village of the Xuanwu people was built in such a mess.

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