Chapter 42 Chapter 42

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date="2021-01-16"

title="Chapter 42 Chapter 42 "

weight="124675"

series = ["Banished to Another World"]

mode = "manual"

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In order to fight for time, this stone house was not built very large, the whole is nearly square, and the indoor area is only about 30 square meters.

The door and the only window were all square in shape. For the windows, Yuan Zhan and Meng didn't think they needed it. Only Yan Mo forced a window hole position before they reluctantly left it.

The roof is the most difficult to make. Although the beams are erected, how can they not collapse, leak, or slide down? Yan Mo is nowhere to be seen. He has only seen triangular roofs with tiles and straw. Because one person couldn't think of a clue, he drew several roof reference maps for the other two to figure out together.

Yuan Zhan stared at the main beam above his head for a long time, and an idea gradually formed in his mind, "If we make the triangular parts on the two walls on the left and right sides into the ladder-like shape you mentioned, and then put a piece on each step. Wood, and then make the stones into thin strips of slate and put them on top of the wood. The upper layer covers the lower layer, and the layers are built up. Will it be as tight as you say?"

Yan Mo tried to think about it, then drew it again, and found that it was feasible, and immediately ran to the woods to find suitable trees.

He went into the woods so aggressively, of course, not to cut down the trees, because he found that he would get a scum value for cutting down the trees, but he wouldn't be able to pull a weed.

For this reason, he made a special experiment. He deliberately removed a Suaeda pterocarpus that had mature results but had not naturally shed its seeds, and was not added to scum points.

But when he pulled out more than one hundred in a row, he was added a little scum value. The reason is that the natural vegetation was deliberately slightly damaged.

Then he chose the natural wilted Suaeda winged that had fruited and the seeds had fallen off naturally, and pulled out more than a hundred roots in succession. The guide did not respond this time.

Then he experimented with ordinary weeds, and the result was the same.

It can be inferred from this that the guide implanted in his body is not just human-oriented. It also pays attention to the overall environment and various ecological balances of the planet. In short, he is an environmentalist.

Yan Mo had a headache. When he first discovered that his days were on the run, the new discovery told him that he would not only be a good humanitarian, but also be forced to become an environmentalist.

Fortunately, since he came here, he has not killed an animal with his own hands except for blood-sucking insects. He now seriously suspects that if he dared to kill any animal with his own hands, he might be given a lot of scum value. Or the guide will make judgments based on his survival needs, whether he kills for survival, or for profit or other purposes?

This point cannot be verified for the time being and can only be put aside.

Having said that, he went into the woods to find herbs and other useful plants, because he found that the value of this woods to him was much more than he had originally imagined.

Because of learning to identify herbs, he also incidentally remembered the appearance characteristics of many large trees that can be directly used as medicine, such as cypress trees.

This forest is basically composed of large trees such as cypress and hazel.

Cypress is full of treasures, resin, fruit, branches and leaves can be used as medicine. The trunk itself has always been one of the best tree species for building beams and furniture. When he saw the cypress trees, he knew that their house beam problem had been solved. Many of the cypress trees here were over 20 meters tall.

Needless to say about the various benefits of cypress, at present, he pays more attention to another kind of tree, thorn hazel.

He was stabbed in the foot by the hazel fruit that fell to the ground in pieces, and he wanted to stay away when he saw it.

Yan Mo looked at the thick layers of accumulation on the ground, but almost cried, and finally found food other than meat and fruits! It's cold these days, he doesn't even have to eat fruit, there is only fleshy flesh every day!

Yuan Zhan and Meng felt that this life of eating meat every day was very happy, but he couldn't bear it.

What's more, Hazelnut is also very beneficial to his current body, which is in vain after illness and urgently needs nutrition.

This thorny hazel forest is not much shorter than the cypress. Not to mention the small trees, the shortest tree is five or six meters, and the tallest is almost ten meters. However, fortunately, he didn't have to go to the tree, only those thorn hazel fruits that ripen and fall automatically this year are enough for him to eat for a winter.

I hope that these thorns will have a higher rate of benevolence, Yan Mo prayed in his heart.

"Can you stay here alone?" Meng worried.

"It's okay, I won't go deep, just turn around in this piece."

"Okay." It's a pity that he can't stay alone with the young man, not because he wants to touch him, but because the young man really knows a lot. This makes him feel that Qiuning, the current priest and disciple of the tribe, is far inferior to the young man, and he even has a faint possibility. The current priest Qiushi-sama does not know much better guessing than the young man.

Speaking of the woods they are in the closest to the stone mountain, the plant density is not too dense. From a valley in the distance is the real sea of ​​woods, but it is just this piece of woods, they did not dare to go deep. , Currently only in peripheral activities.

There were a lot of birds and small animals in the woods. grabbed two pheasants at once and brought them out. When Nine Winds saw them, a wing almost slapped him under the cliff.

After Yan Mo and Jiufeng's arduous exchanges, they finally realized that the birds and animals in the woods were untouchable and belonged to the boss of Shan Jiufeng.

Jiufeng snatched the two pheasants but didn't eat them by himself, but rewarded them to Yan Mo.

Yan Mo made a roast chicken, sprinkled it with salt, and ate both chickens by himself. Because Jiufeng didn't let Menghe Yuanzhan touch the two chickens, Jiufeng didn't bring them any other food that day, and he just starved the two for a day.

But when Jiufeng took Yan Mo back to the nest on the cliff, the hungry Yuan Zhan and the two immediately sneaked into the woods. Before it was dark, they quickly grabbed a white horse chicken out and roasted it secretly. All of his bones are deeply buried in the soil.

After that incident, Yuan Zhan and Mengxue became smart, and usually tried not to move the birds and beasts in the woods. Even if they did, they would take advantage of the absence of Nine Winds, and they would quickly destroy the corpses after eating.

"Remember, at least cut another tree every five trees. Don't pick one and cut it, and it's better to pick a big tree with a small tree next to it." Yan Mo pointed fiercely.

"why?"

"Because the cut space can be used for small trees to grow." Yan Mo explained patiently, "The height should not be too high, seven or eight meters is enough. Do you remember how long the'meter' is? I explained to you yesterday."

Nodded sharply, patted the straw rope wrapped around his waist, "Remember, it is the length of the first knot to the second knot on this straw rope."

Yan Mo expressed his gratitude and finally remembered that he has been teaching for ten consecutive days, and the original battle is accepted relatively quickly, but Meng always forgets it. Later, he simply made a few straw ropes and changed the commonly used centimeters, decimeters, and All the lengths of meters are actually marked, and they should be carried with them.

And this less precise length standard was used in the Jiuyuan tribe for a long time, until someone made a more precise ruler based on this.

"Also pay attention to the direction when cutting, don't almost smash us to death like last time." Yan Mo exhorted again.

"I see, the little priest! Be careful when you look for herbs yourself, and call me aloud if you have anything to do." He replied with a smile, waved his hand and left with the stone axe.

After violently leaving, Yan Mo repeatedly made sure that the surrounding area was safe, then squatted down/started to pick up the hazel fruits that fell on the ground.

He had been affected by his fixed thinking before, thinking that the herbal bag could only contain herbs. After he remembered that hazelnuts can nourish the spleen and stomach, strengthen vitality, and improve eyesight, he tried to pack hazelnuts into herbal packs.

success!

The thorn hazel fruit can be loaded, but the salt, Suaeda wing and its seeds can also be harvested?

As soon as his fixed thinking was broken, Yan Mo immediately found an opportunity to tie the herbal bag to his upper body. Just imagine, how many things that can be imported in this world are not used for medical or health care? Even food, many of them also have the effect of nourishing the middle and nourishing qi.

Now, he really felt how useful this herbal bag was for him.

With a space of five cubic meters, as long as he usually pays attention to collecting, he will not starve and die of thirst so easily no matter what sudden incident is trapped.

The sound of "puff puff" cutting trees reverberated in the woods, and the sun gradually drifted away. When Meng had called Yan Mo back to the stone house, he had already picked up no less than 30 kilograms of hazel fruit.

To cover up, he packed a bunch of hazelnuts with animal skins and returned.

When people are busy with things and are full of hope for the future, even if the conditions at the time are difficult, they can survive.

Yuan Zhan was busy arranging stones every day, and he took the time to make a stone pot, a large water tank, two stone knives, and a stone saw at Yan Mo's request.

Meng has been dealing with wood every day, and even learned to use a stone saw to cut heavy wood into pieces of planks.

Yan Mo seemed to be the easiest, but it was not easy at all. In addition to taking over all the hide tanners, he was also responsible for boiling water, barbecues, and comforting Jiufeng for everyone.

In addition, he is constantly collecting and adding to himself various things that he finds useful.

Although he was busy, Yan Mo was still very busy, especially when he found that his communication with Jiufeng became smoother and smoother.

Yuan Zhan and Meng were also very happy, because in the afternoon of the third day after the first snowfall, they could finally live in a stone house with a roof.

On the spot, he happily did dozens of back and forth somersaults in the middle of the fairly wide and tall stone house.

Yuan Zhan wanted to put the fire pit outside the house as before, but was discouraged by Yan Mo, "Dig the fire pit inside the house. You can dry the house to remove the cold, and the house will be warm."

The three of them walked into the stone house. Jiufeng walked around the stone house a few times outside, and finally stretched the bird's head into the window, and said happily, "Jie Jie, grumble."

For some reason, Yan Mo felt that he heard what the other party meant. The big bird seemed to be saying: This hole is interesting, give me one too!

Yan Mo patted his head, feeling that he was thinking too much, how could he understand what Jiufeng was talking about? This must be an illusion, it must be that he is too tired these few days and the weather is too cold, causing some part of his brain to freeze.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhan happened to see this scene.

Yan Mo immediately put down his hands, "It's nothing, I'm thinking about how to arrange this room better."

"layout?"

"Well. Although there is no need to make real partitions, it is best to divide the functional areas first, so that the furniture and fire pits can be arranged according to the functional needs." Yan Mo didn't care whether they could understand or not. I walked around the house and considered how to arrange it in detail.

Although he doesn't sleep here for the time being, he definitely has a lot of opportunities to stay here during the day. For his own comfort, he has to think about how to do it. What's more, he intends to use this house as a model to study the most practical room type, and then Fudge Yuan Zhan He Meng and make him a separate stone house while he is fine in winter.

"War!?" Suddenly exclaimed Meng who was running around excitedly.

Yan Mo turned his head and saw Yuan Zhan, who had just been talking to him, suddenly closed his eyes and fell backward.

He rushed over quickly, caught Yuan Zhan's fallen body, and shouted anxiously: "Zhan!"

Yuan Zhan fell into a coma.

Yan Mo calmed down the fastest. Kneeling on the ground and feeling the pulse of Yuan Zhan, the commander suddenly dug a temporary fire pit in the house, moved in the fire from outside, and lit four fires in the four corners of the house. .

"He's okay, just tired." Yan Mo said with an authoritative expression.

Anxiously, seeing the calm expression of the teenager, he felt relieved inexplicably, and gradually calmed down, "It scared me to death! I knew that Zhan couldn't use his abilities like this."

Is it really related to the ability he used? Yan Mo carefully inspected all parts of Yuan Zhan's body, and Yuan Zhan's physical condition was actually not as understatement as he said, and even the situation was slightly bad.

That pulse condition is not only a strain, a slight illness, and a true essence loss, but also pain and stagnation of qi, stagnation of qi and blood, and a sign of qi failure.

In short, it is the overdraft of the essence and the overuse of the ability, which makes the body unable to bear it.

In addition, his leg injuries had not been properly treated before, and later he let Yin Qi penetrate into his body during the recovery period. For more than half a month before, he not only exceeded the ability to use the body load, but also endured his legs in the cold wind, cold snow, hot, cold, and cold, and was repeatedly frozen and tortured until now, causing it to remain latent. The Yin Qi in his body also burst out along with it.

It was also due to Yuan Zhan's good health, otherwise he would not fall into a coma now, but could directly prepare the coffin.

However, without him, it is still unknown whether the original war can recover to survive the disaster. There is no doctor to give him thorough treatment and recuperation, even if he survives this time, there will be no luck next time.

After the fire heated the ground, Yan Mo let a fire violently moved away, spread hay and animal skins, and moved Yuan Zhan over.

"I want to give him acupuncture treatment, don't ask me whatever you see... it's best not to watch it."

"I know, you have to use the priest's means." Seeing sparks and ashes flying around the house by the wind, I stood at the door trying to block the cold wind blowing in.

Jiufeng had wanted to squeeze his body in through the window, but when he suddenly lit a fire in the house, it flew away angrily.

"You hang the untanned animal skins on the doors and windows first... Can't you hang them? Will you gouge holes? On the top two sides of the doors and windows..."

Meng yelled in shame: "You don't need to say, I know what to do!"

"Don't be shy, fierce, you are smarter than you think." Yan Mo casually soothed, "When the curtains and curtains are hung up, please help me boil a pot of water."

Yan Mo didn't do anything to the sick Yuan Zhan's body because he was disdainful.

He may not respect life, but he respects his medical skills.

The physical problems of the original war can't be solved with only acupuncture, and a longer period of medical treatment is required.

"Fortunately, you can be brought here by Nine Winds alive. If you are in the Yuanji tribe, there is nothing you want, even if I want to help you, I can't completely cure your problem."

On the same day, he did acupuncture twice for Yuan Zhan in different time periods. On the way, Yuan Zhan woke up once, and Yan Mo fainted with a golden needle. "You need to sleep and relax now, boy, don't break my sign."

In the evening, Yan Mo urged Yuanzhan to keep warm, and left with Jiufeng who came to pick up people at the door.

The next day, Yan Mo entered the woods with a fierce escort and found a variety of herbs to bring back.

After returning, he let the water boil fiercely, poured it directly into the big water tank, and lit a fire around the water tank.

"What are you doing?" She was very curious.

"Cooking the original war." Someone pressed his excitement and smiled slightly.

Two days later.

Yuan Zhan, who has to be boiled once a day, lay on the edge of the water tank, with a strangely complex expression in his eyes: "People in the tribe know that if blood-rich people in a certain tribe are born, they can not only Become the most powerful fighter and still inherit part of the abilities of the clan."

Taking a stone as a bench, Yan Mo, who sat there salting the raw meat, raised his head and mocked: "Oh, hello, son of blood."

Yuan Zhan pouted, "Every one of us is a son. You are the priest chosen by the mountain, aren't you closer than us?"

"Don't be jealous. If you want to accompany you to bed every day and feed fleas by the way, I can recommend you to it."

The man who was using the tenon-and-mortise structure to put the door panels together laughed fiercely and interrupted: "I heard my brother say that when the Xiyang tribe was first merged into the tribe, there were still people who could manipulate the soil and rocks, so the tribe chose that stone mountain to live But when the last patriarch of the Xiyang clan with this ability returned to the embrace of the earth, no warrior in the tribe had the same ability, even the most powerful warrior in the tribe except the chief. He doesn’t have the ability to awaken. He is also a member of the Xiyang tribe. The priest said it was because of the fusion of the three tribes, but the chief chief said that as long as he is a warrior, he may have the power of his tribe if he works hard."

"What about you? Why did you awaken this ability? Are you a descendant of the Xiyang clan chief?" Yan Mo was slightly surprised that only Yuanzhan had this ability in the entire Xiyang clan? Then why did he hide it?

Yuan Zhan sneered at Yan Mo's speculation, "Who said that the patriarch inherits the most blood? Our patriarch has always chosen the most powerful person in the clan. Every member of our clan has the possibility to awaken that kind of ability. People are very early, and some people will be after the third or even fourth-level fighters. The fierce will surely be able to awaken in the future, but sooner or later.

"But you were earlier than others." Yan Mo grasped the point. "What does this mean? Your qualifications are better than others? Or did you have a reversion?"

Yan Mo was so curious about this world that actually had supernatural powers.

According to some ancient legends of his original motherland, in ancient times, it seems that humans on earth also possessed various abilities comparable to immortals. If these legends are not legends but true, then the descendants of the earth will lose these abilities. Is the reason the same as the people here, because the blood is gradually thinning due to the frequent intermarriage of all races, so the ability to belong has gradually disappeared?

But this is a contradictory fallacy. Because if there is no intermarriage between the races, and only the same race and blood are multiplied, then what if there is another one? The entire ethnic group cannot continue, and it makes no sense to create one.

And if the legends about it are true, where do they come from?

In response to Yan Mo's question, Yuan Zhan answered him honestly: "I don't know why. It comes as it comes, without any warning."

Yan Mo was dissatisfied with this answer, and asked: "Since this kind of awakening ability is common among your clan, why do you hide it? You concealed it from the tribe, right? Only you Does your partner know? And these people are the ones who came out with you, right?"

He rushed and said, "Yes, it's only me and my brother, and brothers Diao and Shanhe who know this."

Yan Mo looked at Yuanzhan and felt that this person didn't seem to be someone who would take the initiative to tell his secrets. He immediately asked intently, "A last resort?"

Yuan Zhan grimaced and touched the scar on his face. He recalled: "The situation was very dangerous at the time. We threw the wooden spears in our hands. We didn’t have any weapons around, only a huge rock. It moved, it was too big, but the earth dragon was about to catch up. I was thinking if I could break the boulder... As a result, when my hand touched it, it was really broken in half."

Excitedly said: "With the stone as a weapon, we desperately smashed the earth dragon and finally scared it away. We were all taken aback when we said that, when the earth dragon ran away, Zhan suddenly fell to the ground. At first, we didn’t know what was going on, or my brother guessed it later.”

"Then why do you hide it? Isn't it good for the warriors in the tribe to have this ability?"

Yuan Zhan and Meng were silent together.

Yan Mo seemed to understand, "Is it because of the old priest?"

Yuan Zhan did not speak, and nodded bitterly, "Master Qiushi has always been afraid that other tribes other than the Heiyuan tribe will replace the position of the chief of the tribe, because he is the priest of the tribe. Before, because of the tribe except for the chieftain. No other warriors who awakened the blood of his clan appeared, he always felt very relieved. However, the next chief candidate he fancy is not as good as the Xiyang tribe’s fierce, and the next one he fancy is not as good as the Xiyang tribe. In this way, he is already very uncomfortable watching Zhan. If you let him know that Zhan, he has awakened the power of the Xiyang clan so early..."

"I don't want to lie on the ground and never get up after drinking some drool one day, nor do I want to suddenly go crazy on the way out hunting, so I decided to hide all this." Yuan Zhan confessed.

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows when he heard this. The old priest's method of poisoning should be good. Then he asked: "This time you were sent out to find salt, do you plan to never go back to the original tribe in the future, regardless of the outcome?"

Yuan Zhan was silent for a while, "...Yes, unless I have become a fourth-level fighter, I will not go back again. I don't want the tribe to be divided because I am alone."

Hey, very loyal to the tribe. Yan Mo shook his head, "Level 4...You are only Level 2 now. Which year of the monkey will you wait until you reach Level 4?"

Yuan Zhan raised his eyes and said nonchalantly: "I have now reached the third level."

"What?" Yan Mo and Meng shouted together.

Yuan Zhan looked at Yan Mo and felt that his surprise was not fake, and he was also puzzled: "Isn't it because of what you have done to me now that I upgraded?"

"Huh?!" Yan Mo opened his mouth wide.

The person has something to say: Today is also a big chapter^^

I wanted to find a picture of the roof of that house for everyone to see, but the picture I glanced at the last time I couldn’t find it for some reason, and I didn’t find it for a long time.

Yesterday thought it was finally clearing up, but it started to rain in the afternoon, and it’s still raining outside...this year it’s raining so much and it’s getting cold early~