Chapter 179 Inheritance

The tool used by witches to draw pictures is a feather, but it has obviously been processed, otherwise it would be impossible for the paint to adhere to it well.

Her drawing skills are superb.

After dipping the feathers in the paint, the pen quickly took shape on the animal skin one by one, just as Feng Yun was in the process of making the sieve.

If Fengyun saw these pictures, he would definitely admire the witch's memory.

The pictures drawn by the witch not only recorded his process of making the bamboo sieve, but also recorded some tiny details, such as his expression.

It took about an hour, and a piece of animal skin was completely painted.

The records are all done.

Not only is Fengyun's detailed process of making the bamboo sieve, but even the points that he reminded her to pay attention to when using it are also drawn.

Mulanzhi stretched out her hand to fan the animal skin, obviously wanting the paint to dry faster, so she put it away.

After a while, Mulanzhi touched it with her hands and found that the paint was indeed dry, so she was about to roll up the hide.

"slow!"

The witch waved her hand to stop it.

"Wu, you?"

Mulanzhi looked at Fengyun with puzzlement in her eyes.

The witch didn't speak, and picked up the feather paintbrush with her hand, and then a ball of green light emerged from her palm, along her fingers, and spread to the paintbrush.

The green light is extremely contagious, and quickly turned the originally white feather brush into green, and even the texture became somewhat transparent.

"Witch, are you going to turn it into an inheritance?"

Seeing what the witch did, Mulanzhi's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe it.

The pictures preserved in the Baicao Tribe are divided into two types, one is ordinary records, and the other is inheritance.

The pictures of the former are drawn directly with paint, while the latter will be endowed with the power of a totem.

But this is not the biggest difference between the two, the main difference is their importance.

It can be said that it is precisely because of their different importance that they are treated differently.

However, what can be recorded in pictures that can be regarded as inheritance are very important things. For example, the rise, prosperity, setbacks, decline, wars, alliances of the tribe, etc., in short, most of them are about the important turning points of the tribe.

Of course, Wu's deeds will also be recorded, but there must be a prerequisite. That is, she has to make a particularly great contribution to the tribe, such as saving the tribe from difficulties and turning the tide.

In short, ordinary things are absolutely ineligible to have a chance on inheritance.

These inherited things are just like their names, and they must be passed on forever. Even if someone needs to sacrifice their life, it must be guaranteed that they will not be lost.

It is no exaggeration to say that they are one of the foundations for the survival of the Baicao Tribe.

They are the history of the Baicao Tribe.

A tribe that has no history and forgets its history will not last long.

But Mulanzhi never thought that the witch would include Fengyun's process of making the bamboo sieve into the category of inheritance.

Although the bamboo sieve he made is very useful, it is impossible to meet the standard of being classified as an inheritance.

"Yes."

The answer given by the witch was very straightforward and decisive.

"The sieve is fine, but it..."

Mulanzhi still couldn't accept it.

"Lanzhi, do you think it's because of the sieve that I passed it on as an inheritance?"

The witch looked at Fengyun with a meaningful tone.

"It's not because of the sieve? Cloud, I understand. It's the cloud. It's because of the cloud that you made the sieve drawing as a legacy."

Mulanzhi is smart. Immediately understood what the witch meant.

"Now you won't stop me from turning it into an inheritance, will you?"

"No, absolutely not. Although Yun hasn't done anything earth-shattering yet, I believe his future achievements will be limitless. By that time, I believe that the tribes that have had contact with him will definitely rush to record him. deeds."

"You have a high opinion of Yun. You are not afraid that your judgment will be wrong."

"Wu, you'll scare me. You don't think highly of him at all, otherwise how would you record him in the inheritance. Hmph, Wu, you're good or bad. You should say earlier that it's for Yun's sake." , I definitely agree with it.”

Mulanzhi looked at the witch with a hint of resentment.

"It's you who don't use your brain, how can you blame me? Lanzhi. Remember. You must think more about things in the future and form a habit. Then you will not make wrong decisions when you become a witch."

"Wu, you're not very old. It's too early when I become a witch. I have plenty of time to study."

Mulanzhi seemed a little disapproving.

"Lanzhi, you're wrong. You should have prepared early, and don't waste time. I'm going to pass on Wu's position to you after this crisis is over."

"Wu, I'm still too young."

"You are not young anymore. When I took over the position of the witch, I was even younger than you. I have been struggling all these years and tried my best to keep the Baicao Tribe. I am tired. I want to take a rest and study my favorite Medicine."

"Wu, I..."

"Lanzhi, don't worry. After I pass on the position of the witch to you, I won't ignore the tribe. If you encounter any major or difficult problems, you can discuss them with me. But for some specific matters, you must deal with."

"I'm relieved about this. If I'm alone..."

"say no more."

The witch interrupted Mulanzhi's words with a wave of her hand.

"You stand aside first, and wait for me to turn it into an inheritance."

Before she finished speaking, the emerald green feather paintbrush in the witch's hand landed on the first picture.

As soon as the tip of the feather brush touched the picture, the witch's wrist moved quickly, moving quickly along the lines of the picture.

Wherever it passed, it left a light green mark.

They don't exist all the time, just like water drops on the sand, and quickly disappear without leaving a trace.

But after they disappeared, the picture quietly changed.

Both the lines and the picture itself became alive and full of vitality.

For example, the first picture drawn by the witch is Fengyun scraping the skin of bamboo with a knife.

After being impregnated with the power of the totem, it looks completely different.

Before. Although it looks very similar, it is just like, and there is nothing but like. But after adding the power of totem, it is another scene.

Looking at it, people will even have the illusion that what they see is not a painting, but the situation that really appeared in front of them.

They could hear the sound of the knife scraping off the bamboo skin. You can see the bamboo skins splashing, you can see Fengyun's hands moving, and you can even feel his breathing.

The effect is more realistic and lifelike than the picture Fengyun saw in the inner room not long ago.

Mulanzhi didn't show any surprise.

She is the successor of the next generation of witches chosen by the witches, and she knows very well about making inherited objects.

The vividness of the picture is directly related to the amount of totem power instilled by the painter.

The less totem power instilled, the worse the effect, and in the worst case, it can only slow down the decay of the scroll.

Like this time, the totem power infused by the witch is very much.

Therefore, when the witch painted all the pictures on the animal skin with the power of totem. Her face turned pale, and there was an unconcealable exhaustion between her brows.

"Lanzhi, put it away. I'm going to rest for a while."

The witch put the feather paintbrush on the table, then turned and walked inside.

Obviously, she was really tired.

"Wu, you should have a good rest. I will keep the legacy."

"Lanzhi, after collecting the inheritance, you have to do one more thing."

When the witch came to the inner door, she stopped suddenly.

"What?"

"You need to also draw the process of cloud making medicine mills and scales."

"I'll do it right away."

A look of hesitation appeared on Mulanzhi's face, and she said, "But with the power of my totems, I can't turn them into inheritance."

"They don't need to be made into legacy. Just draw them."

"That's all right."

Mulanzhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

With the power of the witch's totem, only one scroll of animal skin can be turned into a legacy at a time. If she is asked to turn the next two scrolls of pictures she will draw into a legacy, it is completely difficult for her.

"How much medicine is left?"

"There are some other medicinal materials. When I came, everyone was processing them, and they should be replenished soon, but the blood scorpion was gone."

"It's a bit troublesome now. Well, let's do this. Tomorrow you and Yun will go catch the blood scorpion. I don't feel relieved if you go with someone else."

"Haven't the people from the Black Crow Tribe already left? There is nothing to worry about."

"It's better to be careful. The Black Crow King's mind is so easy to guess."

See what the witch said seriously. Mulanzhi's expression also became serious: "Wu, don't worry. I will be careful."

The witch didn't say any more, and went straight into the room.

Mulanzhi put away the inheritance, took out two animal skins and started to draw, carefully drawing down the process of Fengyun making the medicine grinder and scale.

The next morning, Fengyun woke up, washed up, and ate a hearty breakfast.

He rubbed his belly and walked out of the yard, just as he reached the gate, he met Mulanzhi who hurried over head-on.

Her eyes were slightly red.

It took a lot of time last night to draw Fengyun and make the medicine grinder and scales, so I slept a little late.

"Yun, have you eaten yet?"

"just eaten."

"Just eat it. We can just go out together."

"What are you going to do?"

"Catch the blood scorpions. The blood scorpions are all used up. The witch told us to catch some. Look, I brought all the tools."

Mulanzhi pointed to her shoulder, showing Fengyun what she was carrying.

Fengyun followed her fingers to look over, and found that there were indeed a lot of things scattered in the bamboo basket she was carrying.

"Then let's go."

Fengyun did not refuse.

He already knew the formula of the wound medicine, and was wondering where to find the blood scorpion. Now that Mulanzhi took him to catch the blood scorpion, his wish was fulfilled. (To be continued.)