"Nanfeng, go and look around, cut some wormwood and come back to fumigate the stone animal nest." Chang Xia lay on Shen Rong's back and hadn't landed yet.

Smelling the musty smell coming from the stone den, Chang Xia turned to look at Nan Feng beside him, and asked her to cut some wormwood nearby to smoke the den. At this time, the wormwood is old, and the wormwood balls made have a slightly bitter taste, but they are still edible.

Unfortunately, when the wormwood was fresh and tender a few days ago.

Chang Xia was busy building kilns, harvesting red maple sap and so on.

Miss the most suitable time to eat wormwood balls. However, it can still be eaten now, but the taste is not as delicious as it was more than a month ago.

The most suitable time for wormwood is around Qingming.

Afterwards, the wormwood has a bitter taste.

Nan Feng said: "Okay, leave it to me."

Wormwood, like thatch, can be found everywhere.

Nanfeng didn't go too far, so he came back after cutting a large handful of wormwood.

At this moment, Golei finished spreading the animal repelling powder. Seeing Nanfeng come in with a lot of wormwood, he understood what she was thinking, took the wormwood and walked towards the stone stove in the middle of the stone beast den. Fresh wormwood is not easy to ignite, it can only be burned.

Just light the original firewood in the stone animal nest with flint.

Use wormwood as firewood, put it in and burn it together.

Burning, Gelei Nanfeng hastily exited the stone beast den. The wormwood is very smoky, and as expected, the moment the wormwood was ignited, the stone animal nest was wrapped in thick smoke.

The pungent smell of wormwood followed closely.

"No matter how many times I smell this smell, I still feel pungent." Nanfeng complained.

Chang Xia shrugged his nose and said hesitantly: "Does it smell bad? I think it's okay. If you think it smells bad, you can cut some wormwood and come to my cave when you go back to the tribe. I will rub it into moxa sticks or coil it for you Mosquito coils..."

In the warm season, the temperature rises.

It also means more mosquitoes.

Before, Chang Xia hadn't thought of moxa sticks and wormwood mosquito coils.

At this moment, looking at the thick smoke billowing from the stone animal nest, Chang Xia thought that he could make moxa sticks and mosquito-repellent incense from wormwood. Repelling mosquitoes and killing insects can also avoid the trouble of burning wormwood every few days.

Animal repelling powder is simple, but it cannot be poured on the tribe.

In the past, the warm-season tribes often burned wormwood, and the whole tribe would be filled with the smell of wormwood. Orcs have a keen sense of smell, so for those who don't like the smell of wormwood, the warm season is the most difficult.

"Okay, okay." Nanfeng nodded hastily.

On the side, Gen Gen, the patriarch covering his mouth and nose, asked: "Chang Xia, do the smells of moxa sticks and mosquito-repellent incense are lighter than burning wormwood?"

The roots also cannot smell the wormwood.

However, there are too many mosquitoes in the warm season, and the tribe must burn the wormwood.

Whenever this time, Gen can't wait to stay outside and not return to the tribe. However, the forest outside is also full of mosquitoes and poisonous snakes, and the taste is really unbearable.

"Moxa sticks and wormwood mosquito-repellent incense are both made of wormwood, and the smell is much lighter, which can also repel mosquitoes." After Chang Xia explained, he said, "I don't think the smell of burning wormwood is unpleasant, and I quite like it. .You don’t like the taste of wormwood, so you didn’t tell me. Otherwise, I’ll rub some moxa sticks for you!”

Mosquito mosquito coils are more troublesome to make, and moxa sticks are easier to make.

Chang Xia didn't lie.

She really likes the smell of burning wormwood, it smells very comfortable.

"Where does the wormwood smell so good?" Nan Feng asked bitterly with a sad face.

It was rare for the patriarch Gen to not refute Nanfeng, and echoed: "Ahem! I'm not used to the smell, it's too high, it makes people dizzy."

The people next to them laughed.

In the tribe, Gen and Nanfeng are the two who hate burning wormwood the most.

Others hate it and will not avoid it. When the tribe burns wormwood in the warm season, the father and daughter will flee from the tribe and hide far away.

The wormwood in the stone animal nest was completely burned, so Goley entered the house and began to tidy it up.

Gen and Nanfeng stood in the leeward position, hiding their mouths and noses, and did not approach. Nanfeng hates burning wormwood, just now Chang Xia asked her to cut wormwood, but Nanfeng did not refuse, which made Chang Xia a little annoyed.

Shen Rong said softly: "Nanfeng didn't refuse, which means she is willing."

"I really didn't know she didn't like the smell of wormwood!" Chang Xia blamed himself.

"Chang Xia, it has nothing to do with you. I just don't like the smell of wormwood, nothing else. Every year the tribe cuts wormwood, and I lead the team..." Nanfeng explained, the tribe knew that she hated her as much as his father Wormwood, but she had to lead a team to cut wormwood.

The evil taste of the tribe is really helpless!

Elder Yami bluntly said that fighting poison with poison, if you have more contacts, you may fall in love with it.

Nanfeng really wanted to refute, but there were a few mountains above her head, she was weak and weak, so she could only help her silently. As time goes by, I will no longer retch after smelling the smell of wormwood.

At most, stand far away when burning wormwood.

Puff——

Hearing this, Chang Xia couldn't help but laugh.

Unable to hold back, he burst out laughing.

This really seemed like something the tribal elders could do.

think about.

Chang Xia turned his eyes to the patriarch Gen.

Nanfeng hated the smell of wormwood, and was forced by the tribe to harvest wormwood every year. Wouldn't it be more tragic to be the root of the patriarch!

Unfortunately, the occasion was wrong.

Otherwise, Chang Xia really wanted to ask how Gen was tossed by the clansmen.

After a while, the stone animal nest was tidied up.

The insects, ants and poisonous snakes hiding in the animal dens were all cleaned up one by one.

The temperature in Weishan is low, and the temperature begins to drop before the sun sets. A bonfire was lit in the stone animal den, and Chang Xia took out light stones and inlaid them on the wall, and the animal den suddenly became brighter.

This time, I came to Xiaohechuan Grassland for a trial.

From the very beginning, Chang Xia decided to stay here for a few days.

Naturally, a light stone is brought to facilitate night lighting.

"Shen Rong, are you going to fish in the Weihe River?" Pu Kang asked.

At this moment, it is not dark yet.

The stone animal den is not far from the Weihe River, and it is safe and secure every time it comes and goes.

Shen Rong nodded and said, "Go."

Chang Xia wanted to go but he was sensible and didn't open his mouth. Weishan can't be too casual. She still took the snake cubs and stayed in the stone beast den obediently, and it would be safer to help prepare dinner.

Shan Kun also went with him.

After all, his family has two cubs. It is rare that the tribe came to Weishan, how can they enter Baoshan empty? Rather than going fishing in Weishan Mountain, Weishan Mountain is obviously closer!

Therefore, the soldiers were divided into two groups.

A group of people followed the elder Pukang to go fishing in the Weihe River.

The other team stayed in the stone beast den, while preparing dinner, carefully inspected the area around the stone beast den, and cleaned up some dangers in advance.

Although Nanfeng also wanted to go fishing in Weihe River.

However, in the end she chose to stay in the stone beast den to help Chang Xia prepare dinner.

Likewise, Patriarch Gen and Yundong Golei both stayed on.

Dinner was the black-horned ox hunted by Elder Pukang. The patriarch stayed in the stone animal den, and Yundong Gelei led two people to start activities around the stone animal den. By the way, see if I can get some prey, or pick some wild vegetables or something.

There are so many people, one black horn cow is not enough to eat.

And you can't put your hope in Weihe, as it is getting more and more westward, and Weishan will get dark earlier than outside. It was clearly not yet dark, but a layer of mist began to linger over Weishan Mountain.

At the same time, a faint odor came with the mist.

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