Chapter 170 I Have a Question to Ask You

"Cloud, cloud, is there cloud?"

Mulanzhi's voice suddenly reached Fengyun's ears, which surprised Fengyun who was immersed in the entanglement of whether to open the scroll.

"here I am."

Fengyun responded, and the man walked away from the shelf and greeted the door.

When he got to the door, he just had a face-to-face meeting with Mulanzhi.

"Yun, what happened? I saw Wu hurried out. I asked her, but she didn't answer me."

Mulanzhi looked at Fengyun with worry on her face.

"It shouldn't be a big deal. Wu just remembered something and needs to deal with it."

"It's not a big deal? But why does Wu seem so anxious?"

Mulanzhi doesn't seem to believe Fengyun's words.

"I don't know about this, Wu didn't tell me. Well, if you're worried, just wait with me for Wu's return. When you come back, just ask her."

Fengyun couldn't make up any good reasons for a while, so he had to blame the witch.

"That's the way it is. Just hope nothing major happens."

Mulanzhi still seemed a little worried.

Then, the room fell into silence.

Mulanzhi was worried and didn't want to talk, while Fengyun's mind was still on those scrolls.

After a while, the witch still did not come back.

"Yun, something will happen to Wu, right?"

"Miss Lanzhi, you worry too much. The witch is in the tribe, what can happen? If not, the people of the Black Crow tribe have already retreated. Even if they want to plot evil, is it possible for them to sneak into the tribe without being discovered?"

"Of course not, as long as they enter the Purple Bamboo Forest, they will be discovered immediately."

Mulanzhi showed a proud look.

She is still very confident about the traps set in the purple bamboo forest.

"Absolutely can't get in. The defense of Zizhu Forest is too strong."

Fengyun complimented her, then changed the subject and asked, "Miss Lanzhi, I have a question for you."

"Question? What's the problem?"

"I found the pictures on these wood chips, bamboo chips and stone chips very realistic. How did you do it? Compared with them, the pictures left by our tribe's ancestors are simply unrecognizable. Hey. Sorry, I didn't mean to Look. After Wu left, I was a little bored, so..."

"It's nothing. The things they record are very common, and anyone can read them. Besides, the witch has promised to teach you medical skills, so you have to read them and memorize them."

"That puts my mind at ease. Well. You haven't told me how you made the picture so realistic."

"this……"

Mulanzhi seemed a little hesitant.

"Is it inconvenient to say? Forget it, I'm just curious."

Fengyun couldn't help showing a hint of disappointment.

He really wanted to know how the people of the Baicao Tribe achieved this level, it was simply unimaginable.

"It's not inconvenient. It's just a bit troublesome to explain clearly. I'm thinking about how to explain clearly to you."

Mulanzhi thought for a while and said: "To make the pictures realistic, you need to do three things. One is to practice diligently and master the drawing skills; exquisite."

Having said this, Mulanzhi paused for a moment. madness

"Miss Lanzhi, what's the third point?"

Fengyun couldn't help asking.

He thought of the first two points, but his intuition told him that the third point was the key.

"The third point is that ordinary people can't do it even if they know it, even people who are not from our tribe can't do it."

"Oh? What exactly?"

Mulanzhi's remarks made Fengyun even more curious.

"That is the power of the totem unique to our tribe. In the process of drawing, if the power of the totem is not used, the effect of the drawn picture will be much worse."

talking. She walked over to the shelf.

Fengyun also followed.

Mulanzhi picked up a leather roll from the outer position of the shelf, and untied the binding rope.

Fengyun's eyes immediately fell on the scroll.

He wanted to know the contents recorded on the leather scroll very much, but he was limited by the situation and didn't do anything. Now that Mulanzhi opened it by herself, he just had a chance to see her true face.

Mulanzhi spread out the leather rolls on the wooden board that served as a table.

"Yun, do you see the difference between it and the pictures on the bamboo, wood and stone?"

Mulanzhi pointed to the leather scroll, turned her head, and asked Fengyun who was standing beside her.

Fengyun's eyes moved slowly on the leather scroll, looking for the difference in Mulanzhi's mouth.

After a while. He discovered it, and said slowly: "They are indeed very different. Although the pictures on the leather scroll are very similar, they give me the feeling that they are a bit dull, stiff, and lifeless."

"This scroll was drawn by a very good painter in our tribe, but it's a pity that she is just an ordinary person. You should now understand the difference between using the power of a totem when drawing a picture, right?"

"Understood. The difference is indeed very big."

Many things can only be seen more clearly when there is a comparison.

Comparing the pictures on the leather scroll with the pictures he had seen on the wood chips, bamboo chips and stone chips before, they stood out.

If you let Fengyun briefly evaluate them, the pictures on the leather scrolls are the works of painters, they are painted according to the gourd, and they are written according to the script. Although they look more similar, the likeness is already its entire advantage.

The pictures of wood chips, bamboo chips and stone chips are completely different.

They are the works of real masters, not only similar in shape, but also in spirit, showing all the charm of the painted things, and they are full of vitality.

But even so, Fengyun still admires the painting skills of ordinary people in the Baicao tribe, and the people of the Yanshe tribe really don't know how brilliant they are.

Compared with the pictures on the leather scroll, the pictures that Feng Yun saw in the Yan Snake Tribe are completely children's graffiti, and they are of a very low level.

"By the way. Why are ordinary people drawing these pictures?"

Fengyun suddenly remembered a question.

"Witches not only need to study medical skills intensively, but also go to other tribes to treat diseases and save lives from time to time, so they have very little free time. In addition, drawing pictures consumes a lot of totem power. These pictures drawn by ordinary people in the tribe, although It doesn't look so smart, but it's still very similar, and it doesn't delay recognition and use."

"That's true. They are much better than the pictures left by our tribe."

Fengyun shook his head and smiled wryly, the painting levels of the two tribes were basically on the same level.

"Perhaps the people in your tribe didn't put too much energy into painting, but we are different. Many herbs look similar. But their medicinal effects are completely different, and they need to be distinguished accurately. Otherwise, something big will happen.”

"Because of this, every generation of our witches is required to have superb painting skills. Moreover, some ordinary people in the tribe are also required to practice painting skills diligently to assist the witches to record various contents." Mecha Throne

In the following time, Fengyun and Mulanzhi chatted casually.

Mulanzhi did not tell Fengyun how to use the power of the totem when drawing pictures.

Fengyun also very tactfully did not ask.

Mulanzhi didn't say anything, it was very likely that the secrets of the Yan Snake Tribe were involved, and it was also possible that the witch had strictly prohibited it from being leaked. But no matter which one it is, Fengyun is not easy to force others to make things difficult.

"Yun, why has Wu been out for so long?"

Fengyun and Mulanzhi have been chatting for almost two hours, but still haven't seen the witch come back, Mulanzhi finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Maybe it's delayed by something. But don't worry, the witch should still be in the tribe, and nothing will happen."

Fengyun could understand that the witch hadn't come back for such a long time.

Just like what Fengyun and the witch said, the selection of candidates to monitor the Niu brothers is the key to success or failure.

When selecting candidates, we must choose carefully and take all aspects into consideration. Strict requirements, so that the possibility of failure can be minimized.

"But I'm not worried yet."

Turning her mind to the witch, Mulanzhi obviously stopped talking, and gradually stopped talking.

It's not good for Fengyun to talk to himself alone, so he simply shifted his attention to the open scroll on the table.

The content recorded on the scroll is about the treatment of bone injuries.

On the leather scroll, the arm of a shirtless man was bent at a large angle, apparently due to a broken bone. The following pictures are all about how to deal with arm injuries.

After all, Fengyun had to admit that the medical skills of the witches of the Baicao Tribe were indeed quite remarkable.

The process of treating bone injuries was almost the same as in memory.

Although there is no plaster to fix it, there is a concave wooden block that has been cut to match the size of the arm. The two pieces are buckled together, and the fixing effect must be no worse than plaster.

Among the precautions explained at the end of the volume, the injured should move less, especially to keep the fractured part stable. It is also very scientific.

After reading the leather scroll, Fengyun was thinking whether to ask Mulanzhi for another leather scroll to pass the time, when a burst of footsteps came over.

"The witch is back."

Mulanzhi stood up before Fengyun could react.

"The witch is indeed back."

Fengyun also stood up.

Although I didn't get along with Wu for a long time, she walked with more characteristics, her footsteps. He can also tell the difference.

"Wu, what did you do? Why didn't you come back until now?"

Seeing the witch, Mulanzhi couldn't wait to ask questions.

The witch didn't answer right away, but glanced at Fengyun, nodded slightly, and there was a trace of affirmation in her eyes, it should be that she was sure that he could keep the secret.

"What's the matter? Isn't it the medicine those people want. I went to check the quantity, and the reserve is not enough."

Speaking of this, the witch turned her head to look at Fengyun, and said, "Yun, you will learn from Lanzhi tomorrow. While learning, help with some medicinal materials at the same time, so that you can learn faster. It's just that you have to work hard."

"It's not hard. That's what I should do."

Fengyun agrees with the arrangement of the witches. Learning in practice is indeed much better than oral teaching.

A few years ago, Bao taught him hunting skills through practice, and achieved very good results. (To be continued.)