Ye Xi''s painting is very realistic, and gradually spread to the top of the mountain.


    More and more people are looking for ye Xi''s portrait.


    They all lost their loved ones and wanted a portrait to remember them.


    Some of them were killed by beasts of prey in hunting, some by poisonous insects while picking fruits, some died of starvation, and some were killed during tribal conflicts.


    The more he painted, the more heavy Ye Xi''s heart was. His head pressed a huge stone, which made him breathless.


    When the last portrait was finished and sent away, ye Xi leaned against the door and looked at the dark sky and the scattered rain outside.


    He never thought that so many people in the tribe would lose their close relatives, and most of them did not die naturally.


    Will you have a family in the future?


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


    But What if you die?


    The world is so dangerous that even he dare not say his promise that he will not die.


    If he died, could his partner and his children live peacefully in this precarious prehistoric world?


    Whoa.


    Ye Xi took a long breath.


    At this time, the chief suddenly came in from outside the house and said to Ye Xi, "Ye Xi, the wizard is looking for you."


    ……


    The wizard''s stone house is located in the center of the stone house group, and there are special soldiers to guard outside.


    Ye Xiting admired them.


    Because the rain doesn''t stop during the rainy season, and whether it''s a light rain or a rainstorm, they always stay there motionless. And they have to endure not only bad weather, but also boredom.


    However, they did not complain at all. On the contrary, the task of guarding the gate was very popular among the soldiers. They were proud of their ability to work for witches.


    Seeing ye Xi coming at the moment, they had been instructed to move the stone slab blocking the door and let Ye Xi enter.


    Walking into the stone house of the wizard, ye Xi found that there were animal bones of different shapes, large and small, all piled up in disorder, some snow-white and some burnt yellow.


    In the middle of the stone house is a large stone platform which is as high as the waist and has been flattened. On the stone platform, there are many pieces of polished animal bones and a roll of unfolded sheep skin roll.


    And the wizard stood beside the big stone platform, holding a pen in his right hand, he lowered his head to draw something on the animal bone, while drawing, he turned his head to look at the parchment.


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


    "See the witch." Ye Xi picked the bamboo hat on his head and made a salute.


    The wizard nodded and saw that ye Xi was wet with rain. He pointed to the corner and said, "there is dry animal skin over there. Please wipe it first."


    Ye Xi went there, leaving a string of wet footprints on the ground.


    The witch then lowered his head and continued to draw something on the animal bone.


    Ye Xi picked up the animal skin to wipe the water on his body. While wiping, he looked at the sorcerer beside the rock platform.


    The witch''s eyes were deep, and he drew very seriously. He seemed to be painting according to the things on the scroll. He almost looked at it and drew again.


    In primitive society, there was no writing brush or pen. The "pen" in the hand of a witch was cut from a branch, and the head was pointed. When using it, a little paint was needed. When the paint on the tip of the pen was used up, it was necessary to dip a little bit on it to continue painting.


    After wiping the rain off his body, ye Xi put down the hide and walked over.


    Wu put down his pen, looked at Ye Xi and asked, "I hear you are very good at painting?"


    Ask him about his painting skills?


    In the past two days, ye Xi''s first reaction was: does the wizard also want him to draw portraits of his relatives?


    Naturally, his painting skills are many times better than those of primitive people, but he certainly can''t help saying that he is a good painter.


    "Not bad." Ye Xi is very modest.


    Wu smiles and beckons him to come over.


    Ye Xi went to the wizard.


    The wizard pointed to the pattern on the scroll and said slowly, "this, can you draw it?"


    The scroll is very old, with yellow and black leather and a few cracks. The center of the roll is painted with dark red paint and a very complicated pattern is drawn.


    Although the pattern is a little complicated, it is no problem for ye Xi if he can follow it.


    "Yes."


    Ye Xi said curiously, "what is this?"


    Witch: "this is the blessing wizard pattern"


    blessing wizard pattern?


    It''s on the scroll. Look at the pattern? What''s the use?


    Wu continued: "to draw a trace of the same, OK?"


    Ye Xi looked at the sorcery pattern carefully. It was too complicated, and it didn''t have any rules. If you really want to make sure that it''s not bad, you''d better have a ruler.Ye Xi: "it can be done, but first I want to make something."


    Wu: "OK, tell me what you need."


    Ye Xi looked around the room and found that there were some dry firewood beside the fire pond, so he went to pick one: "just use this one."


    There was no string in the room. Ye Xi thought about it and pulled out a hair from his head.


    His hair was now on his shoulders, and it was barely functional.


    Put the ruler shaped wood germ on the stone platform, and then dip the hair in the red paint. After pressing the hair with a heavy weight, stretch it to a tight position, and then put it on the wood germ.


    A thin red line appears on the wood germ.


    Taking it as a reference, ye Xi repaired the wooden ruler embryo.


    As for the scale on the ruler, ye Xi randomly found a small corner fragment on the stone platform, regarded it as a millimeter, and then marked the scales on the wooden ruler one by one.


    Even if such a simple wooden ruler was finished, ye Xi said to the wizard, "I can start painting."


    The witch looked at the wooden ruler and asked, "don''t you need anything else?"


    "No need."


    The witch nodded and picked a big animal bone on the rock platform and gave it to him: "just paint it on this piece of dominoes. Remember, a trace can''t be bad, otherwise it will be white."


    The animal''s bones were flaked and polished into a rectangle, like the part of an animal''s skull, the size of a palm, and it was very thin.


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


    After ye Xi took over the pen, Wu continued to draw with his head down.


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


    He was very careful in his painting, careful not to make a mistake.


    On his right hand side, there was a pile of half painted animal bones, which were rotten paintings. Seeing the speed of Wu''s drawing, I don''t know how long the painting has accumulated.


    Ye Xi took the pen and felt that it was a little longer, so he cut it himself to the shape of a previous pencil. After cutting, he took a piece of animal bone, and the tip of the pen was stained with red paint.


    the witch pattern on the animal skin roll was three times larger than that of the animal bone piece.


    Ye Xi measured the size of the sorcery pattern on the skin roll with a ruler. Then he drew a coordinate on the piece of animal bone. After reducing the size according to the same proportion, he confirmed all the points and bent down to draw.


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