The Caveman Made Me Awesome

Li Bishan was obviously thin and thin, and the sound of his bare feet stepping on the sand was inaudible, but the way he walked was as if the mountain was being crushed little by little, and the surrounding air was frozen.

Faced with the killing intent, Ye Xi's face remained unchanged, but his eyes became colder. At the same time, he grasped the ancestral witch's bone staff tightly, ready to fight at any time.

Standing beside Ye Xi, Cang Xin folded his arms, showing no intention of intervening, and even took a step back to give them room to fight.

Just when the smell of gunpowder reached and the atmosphere was about to explode, Li Bishan and Ye Xi were about to attack violently at the same time.

A broad palm patted Libishan's shoulder from behind.

"Okay, let's go back to your territory."

The head of the Cang clan had a flat voice, and his tone was unquestionable.

However, Li Bishan's murderous aura was even higher. With a movement of his shoulders, he defiantly broke away from the palm of the Clan Master of the Cang clan, pulled out the bone knife at his waist, and slashed at Ye Xi viciously. But immediately after the Cang Clan Patriarch burst out a terrifying aura like a sea of ​​blood, this aura was tightly locked on to Libishan, as long as Libishan moved again, he would be greeted with an overwhelming attack.

Li Bishan stopped suddenly, his face became ugly.

He stood motionless like a stone statue, clenched his teeth, stared at Ye Xi with red eyes, his cheek muscles twitched violently, and he had a shocking vicious feeling of wanting to fight everything.

But in the end, Li Bishan's killing intent disappeared without a trace like a deflated ball, and his whole body seemed to be extremely ashamed. Without saying a word, he turned around and strode away from here.

Ye Xi turned his head sideways, watching Libi Mountain disappear into the gray-yellow stone houses.

"Are you the Yuan Wu of the Xicheng Tribe?"

The Patriarch of the Cang clan restrained his breath and signaled Ye Xi to enter the stone house, and said as he walked.

Ye Xi came back to his senses: "Yes."

The two walked into the stone house.

There are no chairs or tables in the stone house, only rock platforms, stone piers and animal skin cushions. The head of the Cang clan raised his hand and asked Ye Xi to sit down casually, and found an animal skin cushion to sit on.

Ye Xi held the bone staff and slowly sat opposite the head of the Cang clan.

The Patriarch of the Cang Clan is tall and has a rough face. At first glance, he is the kind of ruthless man who has slaughtered thousands of powerful beasts. The bloody smell on his body is so strong that he can't wash it off.

Ordinary soldiers probably wouldn't dare to look at him directly, but his attitude towards Ye Xi was very kind.

"Our clan hasn't been to the east all these years. The news is too late. It's the first time we heard about the Xicheng tribe."

Ye Xi smiled and said, "Xicheng is a new tribe, so it's not surprising that the patriarch has never heard of it."

"Oh?"

The head of the Cang clan didn't believe it: "Can the new tribe produce a primordial witch?"

Ye Xi: "Xi City... More precisely, it is a tribal alliance, the combined number and strength of which far exceeds that of the big tribes."

The Patriarch of the Cang Clan laughed and said: "It seems that after the meteorite rain, our clan missed a lot of stories!"

Ye Xi smiled and said nothing.

The Patriarch of the Cang Clan's face changed, his eyes shot at Ye Xi like sharp swords, and his tone suddenly turned cold: "Then Yuan Wu of Xicheng, why are you here?"

Ye Xi nodded and said: "I didn't intend to show up. I didn't know that this is the clan's territory. If I disturb you, I can leave immediately."

"Appeared unintentionally?"

The head of the Cang clan glanced at Ye Xi's silk trousers, as if casually said: "The silkworm tribe is extinct, but it is a luxury for your tribe to use silk for trousers?"

The corners of Ye Xi's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes fell on the head of the Cang clan: "Since you haven't been to the east for so many years, you know that Sangcanling was destroyed? It seems that the demise of Sangcanling is related to the clan?"

The head of the Cang clan and Ye Xi just stared at each other.

No one can figure out whether the other party is the culprit of destroying Sangcanling, and no one's expression reveals any flaws.

After a long time, the Patriarch of the Cang Clan laughed and said, "Yuan Wu hasn't answered yet, why is there so much silk in your tribe that they are used to make trousers? I'm afraid there is no tribe that doesn't know the secret that silk can cover the aura of origin stones?"

"I guess..."

"Maybe the silkworm king that disappeared from Sangsilk Ridge is in Xicheng?"

Ye Xi: "There is indeed a silkworm king in Xicheng..."

The Patriarch of the Cang Clan had a serious look on his face, but then Ye Xi smiled and added: "But that's the new silkworm king who was raised by me personally."

"As for the origin of the new silkworm king, it is not uncommon. I did a great favor to Sangcanling. The old silkworm thanked me for this and gave me a first-generation silkworm of the king breed. After Sangcanling was destroyed, I used Origin Stone Carefully feed that first-generation silkworm of the king species, and luckily cultivate it into a new generation of silkworm king."

"With the new silkworm king here, there is no shortage of silkworm cloth in Xicheng."

"Now Xicheng has opened the trading area, and silk cloth is also one of the items that can be traded. If the clan is short of silk, you might as well go to our trading area."

The head of the Cang clan raised his eyebrows: "Xicheng actually raised a new silkworm king?"

He shook his head and laughed at himself: "It seems that I misunderstood."

After saying these two sentences, the Patriarch of the Cang Clan fell into deep thought, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't speak for a while.

Ye Xi stood up holding the ancestral witch's bone stick, and said with a smile, "Bringing into the clan's territory by mistake has disturbed everyone, and it's time for me to leave."

The Patriarch of the Cang clan immediately recovered his senses and stood up: "Why is Xicheng Yuanwu leaving in such a hurry? Let us treat him well, we rarely come here."

Ye Xi smiled and said, "It's enough to bother you."

Patriarch of the Cang Clan: "Don't decline the Yuan Wu of Xicheng..."

Ye Xi wanted to refuse again, but the next words of the Cang Clan Patriarch left him stunned.

"Since Xicheng Yuanwu has a good relationship with Sangcanling, it just so happens that we have a surviving silkworm girl here. I don't know if Xiwu recognizes her. Maybe she is interested in reminiscing about the past?"

...

The sun was setting.

The dim light shines on the crown of the giant mulberry tree, and through the layers of mulberry leaves, strips of hazy golden beams leak out.

Holding the bone staff, Ye Xi walked slowly into the shade of the giant mulberry tree, then raised his head.

On the thickest mulberry branch was sitting the famous silkworm girl wearing animal skin clothes. Her navel kept spewing out silk, and her hands kept moving like a harp, quickly weaving the silk into cloth.

The golden beam of light shone on Cannu's gray skin and snow-white hair, creating a peaceful and beautiful picture.

Cannu is very focused on weaving, but if you look closely, you can find that it is more numb and sluggish than concentration, as if the soul has been pulled away, and only the body is still moving according to instinct.

"A Zhi."

Ye Xi called softly.

Cannu paused, and looked around slowly and suspiciously.

Ye Xi: "Azhi, I'm here."

Ah Zhi lowered his head slowly, saw Ye Xi under the tree, blinked, then blinked again, the expression on his face became more and more unbelievable, holding a mulberry branch with his right hand, he stood there in a daze stand up.

Then, as if it was injected with brilliance, Ah Zhi suddenly became lively and lively.

"Brother Ye Xi!"

Ah Zhi yelled and jumped down from the mulberry tree towards Ye Xi.

Ye Xi caught Ah Zhi accurately, smiled and said, "It's me."

Ah Zhi raised his head from Ye Xi's embrace, smiling brightly, with tears in his eyes.

Ye Xi looked down at Azhi's smiling face, looked at the wrinkled corners of her eyes, felt a sore nose, and stroked Azhi's hair as before.

Six years, or seven years gone?

Azhi has changed from an ignorant and lively girl to a middle-aged man with a slightly old face.