Chapter 62: Woman, Yuan Zhan and Jiu Feng (2/2)

Hen oil and beeswax can be placed in a stone pot in the ratio of 2.3:1, first heat it on the fire, remove the dregs, then squeeze the beeswax, and then the beeswax can be put the stone pot from the fire. Then take out the oil that melts and mix the hen oil and the beeswax together, pour it on the leaves or other dressings, and then cool it, then stick it to the affected area, or apply it directly. Change the dressing once a day, three or five times. .

Yan Mo made this frostbite cream and went to find Yuan Zhan.

”Take your prescription,” he said.

Yuan Zhan looked at the ointment in the small bone pot and wanted to take a look.

Yan Mo patted his hand and licked his ear and face to the frostbite.

Yuan Zhan was a bit worried. He wanted to catch the boy's hand but his hand was smacked by the teenager. ”Don't touch it!”

Yuan Zhan grabbed the head that only grew a little bit of hair, and squatted a little to facilitate the smear.

“If you don't feel right, wash it off quickly.” Yan Mo wasn't sure if the two materials would not cause allergic but he was looking for a similar alternative to the frostbite and there is no expected effect.

Yuan Zhan watched the boy and he was not talking.

Yan Mo didn't pay attention to his eyes. He left after applying the medicine.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhan spent two days and felt good about himself. When Yan Mo saw that it was really effective, he took the frostbite cream and went to find Meng Er.

The Awu Tribe saw Priest Da Ren personally to give them medicine, and he told them some simple anti-freeze methods, everyone was excited and grateful.

Yan Mo saw the two Wu's Tribe men, who didn't know whether to go train or hunt because of the frostbite, and they were treated by the cream. Afterwards, Yan Mo left the frostbite cream in the small pot to them.

The Awu Tribe man looked at Priest Da Ren, who was walking off far away, subconsciously put his right hand fist on the left chest and watched him leave.

Yuan Zhan, who felt that the little slave had softened him a little, wanted to find Yan Mo to sleep with him at night, but Yan Mo ignored him and enjoyed Jiu Feng's special trip and bird nest like every night.

Speaking of Jiu Feng, Yan Mo found a strange thing.

Jiu Feng got a lot of gravel and branches and put them on the cave hole on the cliff. He stuffed it along the left wall and looked at the posture and Yan Mo felt like Jiu Feng wanted to seal the hole.

Yan Mo also discovered that Jiu Feng also used the kind of colloidal mud for nesting. Jiu Feng was very clever. He stirred the mud with a thick branch and put it outside the mud pond and waited for it to dry. Every time he would then carry the dry mud to the nest and after he settled it down on his nest he would spit out the wind blade and smashes the dry mud down. Then blows the muddy soil to the gravel and branches and it would get stuck.

Looking at the laborious Jiu Feng doing the bird's nest for himself in such a laborious way, and now he wanted to close the door for what? Himself?

Yan Mo wanted to ask Jiu Feng what he was doing, but Jiu Feng didn't answer him clearly this time. He only showed an anxious mood and seemed to be eager to do something.

Yan Mo can only temporarily put down this question, just wait for time to tell him the answer.

Ten days, twenty days... The time passed, and since then second heavy snow came, God has often sown heavy snow, causing the snow to become thicker and thicker, and people are having some difficult to travel.

Meng even tossed out the planks that could slide on the snow. Although the flat planks were a hundred thousand miles away from being called sled, the larger planks were attached to the feet and two wooden sticks were used to support the person walking and it is indeed a lot better than before because people could walk with ease.

The main thing is that they made a big wooden board that can slide things on the snow. Yuan Zhan and The Awu 30-year-old man dragged the material with mudstone and red salt. The planks went to his scheduled future tribal residence in the deep winter.

Originally, Yan Mo did not intend to go along with Yuan Zhan to start making the wasteland. He waited to enjoy the success.

But one thing that happened temporarily, he had to change the original plan.

Jiu Feng, who was busy closing the door, suddenly went mad and started attacking Meng Er and The Awu Tribe, who went to the woods. It even spit out a few wind blades for the children living in the stone house to scare them.

Yan Mo was anxious and comforted Jiu Feng at night.

One person and one bird communicated for a long time, and Yan Mo faintly inferred Jiu Feng's message of long sleep(hibernation) from Jiu Feng's anxious and restless thoughts.

”You also need to hibernate?” Yan Mo stroked Jiu Feng's head.

”Hey, to grow up, I need sleep.” Jiu Feng arched his neck to Yan Mo.

”You mean you will grow up?” Yan Mo, this is already so big, how old are you?

”I'm small, not far away. Growing up, flying far, sea, Tribe.”

Yan Mo grabbed an important vocabulary from Jiu Feng's thoughts, ”Sea? Are you talking about the sea? Do you know the sea?”

”Hey? The sea, grow up, fly over, see the birds.”

Yan Mo guessed that Jiu Feng probably hadn't seen the sea. What it knew was that its bird memory told it, that he must go to the sea. One behavior is an instinct hidden in its genes, just as some fish will go back to the ocean when they grow up.

”How long do you have to sleep? How can you grow up suddenly?”

Jiu Feng grinds his claws and grabs the bird's nest. ”Sleeping, blood, sweet water, eating, wanting to sleep.”

Sweet water? Yan Mo thought of the golden bee milk produced by The Cannibal Bees. The Cannibal Bees didn't eat and drink in the woods. When the food was sufficient, not only they secreted enough bee milk to raise the Queen Bee, but also a lot more. The Cannibal Bees led him to their bee colony and wanted to dedicate the bee milk to him.

The bee colony told Yan Mo that they prefer meat, and that bee milk is basically only used to feed young bees and Queen Bees.

After confirming that the bee colony did not need so much bee milk, Yan Mo took some. In addition to his own consumption, he also fed Jiu Feng a lot of it.

As for the blood, that should be his blood.

His blood, plus those well-nourished bee milk, has played a catalytic role for Jiu Feng? Or Jiu Feng has grown up almost the same, has he reached the stage where he needs growing again?

”You suddenly want to sleep and grow up, will you be in danger?” Yan Mo was really worried about Jiu Feng. He has a brotherly feeling to Jiu Feng, who is similar to a young boy who has a done a good job.

Jiu Feng's voice groaned in his throat. “No. Go to sleep!”

“How long do you want to sleep?”

Jiu Feng couldn't describe it, he only repeated saying that he was going to sleep, and said he wanted to expel all Two Legged Monsters near the nest.

Yan Mo glanced at the ”door” that had been blocked only leaving a small hole. Through communication, he learned that Jiu Feng would stay in the lair and completely seal the hole. During this period, it would not eat or drink, and the hole was sealed. After that, he will go straight to sleep.

It didn't even want Yan Mo to stay. This made Yan Mo relieved, and he was worried that Jiu Feng would say he wanted Yan Mo to stay with him.

”Hey, sleep, grow up, drive away!”

”Well, I will take those people away and never let them disturb you. Don't rush to drive me today, tomorrow you will come out again. I will give you more bee milk and fruit. You will bring it to the lair. When you close the door, remember to eat it. Only when you are full can you sleep better, right?”

Jiu Feng was still anxious, but still felt the goodwill that Yan Mo released, he bowed its beak to the small Two Legged Monster, and when he grew up, he will defiantly go to look for him and thought that he would take him to the sea to find other birds.