Traveling back to ancient times from the Western Han Dynasty

Day 2

Painting was an easy task for Yan Fang, but it was a very important matter for Ji Xuan and the others. In addition, Yan Fang had just woken up and needed to coordinate some things and prepare tools, so it was postponed to the next day.

Xuan and his mother Fubao lived on the border of the Youxiong tribe, in a hut located in a bamboo forest.

Fu Bao raised Yu Feng in the bamboo forest. When Yan Fang woke up yesterday, she was collecting honey in the forest, so she didn't see him at first.

Xuan was wearing his most precious green silk clothes. Next to him was a beautiful woman with waist-length black hair and simple and elegant clothes. This was his mother, Fubao.

Behind them was the small house where they had lived for many years. Behind the house was a deep bamboo forest. Around them there were little yellow bees flying and a few green bamboo leaves falling in the air.

"Xuan, Auntie, what do you think of this painting?"

Yan Fang finished the final touches and looked up to ask Xuan and Fubao who had just changed back into their fur clothes. Silk clothes were also luxury items for them and they would not wear them unless it was a critical moment.

Yan Fang was surprised at first. He didn't expect that there were such beautiful clothes in this era. He thought they were made by an immortal or a time traveler.

Later, Xuan explained that there was a small clan in the tribe who made some luxury clothes every few years, but the output was very low. It was said that this clan was connected with the Tiancan clan and mastered some magical secrets. It was a very mysterious clan.

In fact, Yan Fang didn't know that in the ordinary world of his previous life, ancient humans had already used silkworm cocoons. Some ruins contained related tools and fossils of half silkworm cocoons that were artificially cut. There was also a legend that Huangdi's wife Leizu invented silkworm breeding and silk spinning. Otherwise, he would not have been so surprised.

“Is the beauty in this painting really me?”

When Fubao saw himself staring at the beautiful self in the picture, he couldn't believe that it was himself.

"Haha, it's my aunt's natural beauty!"

Yan Fang was very humble and praised Fubao at the same time. The bird behind him flew around excitedly. Its master was praised and it was even happier than its master, leaving thick pink traces in the air.

"This painting is much better than the one drawn by the bull monster!"

Qing, who had been watching the whole process, also joined in. He had been watching Yan Fang painting and knew Yan Fang's skills. He had also seen the demon painter painting before and now he admired him even more.

In fact, Yan Fang's painting skills are not as good as those of the demon clan. It's just that he came from the future. When painting, he pays attention to the artistic conception. He knows how to capture the beautiful side and also knows how to beautify the face.

The demon painter liked realism and paid more attention to natural landscapes. He didn't care much about humans or culture. He just casually painted the human race, whom he looked down upon. Naturally, Qing's impression of him was not as good as Yan Fang's.

"I also think Yan Fang is amazing!"

Xuan was also admiring the painting. If the scroll was not held by his mother, he would have wanted to take a closer look at it.

“Haha, as long as everyone likes it.”

Yan Fang felt a little embarrassed by the praise. To be honest, the success of this painting was also due to the help of the painting spirit. With the painting spirit around, his state of mind would remain stable, so he could complete the painting in one go.

But at this moment, the purple gold jade book in his soul shook and opened by itself without Yan Fang's permission.

【玄

Race: Ancient God

Opportunity:?

Status: The fate is complete, but there will be death in the near future.

???:?

】

"???"

Looking at the question marks on the jade book, many question marks also emerged in Yan Fang's mind.

Before, after he intercepted Shuxi's opportunity, the jade book opened and displayed Shuxi's personal information. He thought that the corresponding information would only be displayed after intercepting the opportunity.

Now Yan Fang did not intercept Xuan's opportunity, but only painted for Xuan. How come the jade book gave Xuan's information? Moreover, he painted for Xuan and Fu Bao together, so how come there was no information about Fu Bao?

Fubao is a figure with a name recorded in history after all, but she is the mother of Emperor Huangdi, so she should be very special. There must be some mechanism that he didn't expect.

"What's the difference between Fubao and Xuan? Gender? It seems that the Jade Book records that they are both men. No, this Jade Book should not have such limitations. Xuan and Shuxi just happen to be men."

Thinking of this, Yan Fang couldn't help but stare at Xuan and Fubao. Suddenly, he had an idea. It seemed that he had not used his Qi-gazing ability to check Fubao yet. So, he talked with several people while secretly activating his Qi-gazing ability.

The world in sight instantly changed to a gray world. Qing was shining with blue light, Xuan was shining with faint golden light, but there was no light of opportunity on Fubao.

In addition, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but Yan Fang felt that the gold color on Xuan's body seemed to be a little deeper than the last time he saw him.

"Could it be that the difference between Xuan and Fubao is the presence or absence of chance?"

Yan Fang had some guesses in his mind, but there was too little data to draw a conclusion.

The reason why opportunity is opportunity is that it may bring huge benefits to people, which are impossible for the parties to obtain under normal circumstances, and their virtues and state of mind may not match the benefits.

Yan Fang guessed that the reason why this jade book could obtain other people's information and steal other people's abilities was because the person concerned suddenly gained benefits, his luck changed drastically, he was not worthy of his position, and was unable to stabilize and suppress his own luck, which gave the jade book an opportunity to take advantage of.

After coming to this conclusion, Yan Fang used the painter's sensitivity to colors to deliberately memorize the golden color on Xuan's body, and then cancelled his own magical powers.

Using supernatural powers consumes a lot of energy, so he has to calculate the time every time.

What he didn't know was that during this process, Fubao frowned for a moment. If he hadn't quickly ended his magical powers, something bad would most likely have happened.

"Death...what will happen?"

After clearing up some doubts in his mind, Yan Fang turned his attention to the word "death" displayed in the status column.

The life stories of the protagonists of the times are often rough, and it is not uncommon for their entire family or clan to be wiped out.

Of course, even if they are in danger of death, it will not be them who die in the end, but their close ones.

Yan Fang is undoubtedly a variable. It is hard to say whether Xuan will die with his joining.

"When Xuanyuan fights in the future and becomes the emperor of mankind, he will also use the Youxiong tribe as his foundation. The Youxiong tribe should not encounter any major problems, at least they will not be wiped out."

Yan Fang tried hard to recall the records of Emperor Huangdi in his previous life and the Western Han Dynasty. He knew that without tribal relatives, no matter how charismatic a person was, it would be impossible for him to dominate the world.

Although in many stories, the relatives around the protagonist play the role of fools and hinder the protagonist's growth, and the protagonist's rise depends on outsiders.

But this is a primitive society, not a modern one, and blood ties are the most important. If even his relatives don't help a person, others would not dare to rely on him.

Relatives are the basic foundation, so Yan Fang judged that nothing would happen to the Youxiong tribe, at least not a big deal.

"But if nothing goes wrong with the Bear Tribe, then where is the problem?"

Yan Fang wondered if Fubao and his mother had any enemies, and seeing that Fubao and his family lived in such a remote place, their relationship with the tribe didn't seem to be very good, but as an outsider, it was not easy for him to ask this question.

If there is any hidden danger in the Bear Tribe, he, an outsider, is highly suspected...

Just as Yan Fang was staring at the words "death" on the jade book, puzzled, the jade book sent out a message.

[You can use up a certain amount of luck to learn how to escape the calamity. ]

"Can the Jade Book provide more information?"

When Yan Fang saw the information that appeared in his mind, his eyes lit up and he immediately clicked on it with his consciousness, and then...

[Currently, the chance of success is zero, and no further information can be obtained.]

"Didn't I intercept some white and blue opportunities before? They are actually cleared?!!!"

Yan Fang was immediately furious when he saw this information, but unfortunately it was a seller's market now. No matter how he cursed or talked, the jade book did not reveal any more information, leaving him helpless.

"It was probably used up when the Jade Book was opened..."

After recovering from the shock, Yan Fang could only guess by himself how much luck was needed to open the Jade Book. He also had no idea how strong Shuxi's purple luck was.

Yan Fang began to envy the thoughtful and delicious sweetheart systems of other time travelers, as his own jade book didn't even have an instruction manual.

"Xuan, hunting time is approaching. We are in a hunting team now. Let's go to the big market together to buy some supplies."

Just as Yan Fang and Yu Ce were staring at each other, Qing suddenly remembered his main task. He looked up at the bright sun in the sky and thought that if he didn't go there now the market would soon close, so he hurriedly asked Xuan who was looking at the painting.

"The Grand Bazaar?"

When Yan Fang heard these two words, he was stunned. The language of ancient times was somewhat similar to the language he learned in the Western Han Dynasty, so there was not much communication barrier, but some words were different, so he could not understand.

"The Grand Bazaar is an exchange event held every three years by the six major tribes around here. For a week, people will bring out their extra items to sell, mostly in a barter mode. Today is the first day."

Seeing that he didn't understand, Xuan began to explain that there was very little cultural exchange between different regions these days, so Xuan would not guess that Yan Fang was a time traveler just because he didn't have common sense.

But Xuan was still very confused. He had thought that Xuan was not simple, but Xuan's lack of common sense made him confused again.

"Yes, but the Moon Spirit Shell in my hand is different. Everyone recognizes this and can buy anything with it!"

Qing then picked up a full animal hide bag from his waist and shook it, making a noise.

He also explained and shook the bag in his hand as if showing off.

Yan Fang guessed that this should be the currency of the initial period, and he didn't know what was special about it.

"Mother said that your tools are worn out. I am now yours, and I cannot bear to see you using such inferior equipment."

Qing handed the animal skin bag in his hand directly to Xuan. Over the years, living on the border, although Fubao and his mother were not too poor, they were not very well off either. A small part of Xuan's equipment was the one used by Fubao in the past, and was seriously aging.

The meeting was an early morning one and would end at two o'clock in the afternoon. If they delayed any longer, they would miss it.

"Mother?"

Xuan looked hesitant when he heard this. He had never accepted any gift from anyone before. He turned to look at his mother.

"Since it's your aunt's order, just do it. Otherwise, if she gets angry and you get beaten by her, I won't help you."

Fu Bao looked at Xuan and Qing and shook his head. He couldn't help but think of them back then, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, I'll go get something from my room."

Seeing his mother nod, Xuan decided to go to the market to buy some things he had wanted for a long time, but he couldn't just put everything in the animal skin bag.

"Xuan, Qing, I also want to go to the market to buy some things. Can I go with you?"

After Yan Fang translated the meaning of market, he decided to go to the market with Xuan and the others. This was a rare opportunity.

Firstly, he needed special materials that could complement his spiritual power to enhance his painting ability and self-protection ability.

Secondly, if he wants to go back to the fairy-tale version of the Western Han Dynasty, he needs to seize the golden opportunity, that is, to help Xuan recover his memories of his past life. Since the market is jointly organized by the six major tribes, there will inevitably be many people and things, which is the best location.

Generally, if you want to find some key item in a novel, you always have to go around in circles, and finally find that the thing is right next to you. Yan Fang's ability to see qi can perfectly solve this problem.

After activating the divine power of seeing qi, any person or thing that can help open up opportunities will cause the light of opportunity to flicker, and Yan Fang will not have to worry about missing any key items.

"Okay!"

Before Xuan could say anything, Qing agreed excitedly, because he also wanted Yan Fang to draw a picture for him. He thought that Yan Fang had nothing on hand, and he would pay for him when the time came, so would Yan Fang be stingy with a painting?

"Well, let's go together."

Xuan didn't have any objection to this, but he looked at Qing quite strangely. Who was it that had been targeting Yan Fang before, and who started to lick him after knowing that Yan Fang was a painter?