past

After eating and drinking enough, it was getting dark, Wei Ming tore off his tattered sleeves, and sighed: "It seems that we can only make it through the night like this."

The little tiger tilted his head to look at the humans, his blue-green eyes glowed with a faint light, making him look a little bit creepy.

Tan Changxing put more branches into the fire, trying to keep the bonfire burning all night.Wei Ming saw that he was working hard to run back and forth several times, so he used his long sword as an axe to chop down a tree, split it into wooden sticks and put them next to the fire as a fuel reserve.

Qianchen Island is located in Nanyang, where the four seasons are like spring, and the nights are not cold. The firelight attracts many half-palm-long mosquitoes, which looks extremely scary.

Tan Changxing looked at the huge mosquitoes and moths with a stiff expression: "Is this a mosquito?" It's so big, it will suck people dry.

Wei Ming looked up at the tree, the firelight illuminated the black shadow, eight legs, six red eyes, bending the thick branches, his voice trembled: "What is that?"

"What?" Tan Changxing followed his gaze to the tree crown, "...a spider?"

The little tiger flapped its wings and ran up the tree. Wei Ming and Tan Changxing froze in front of the fire and did not dare to move. Tan Changxing asked in a low voice, "Is it going to die?"

"Or make friends?" Wei Ming guessed, he forced himself to be calm, and the frightened little prince beside him held his hand tightly: "Then, will that spider eat people?"

The two guessed wildly, but didn't get any answer. The little tiger stood on the tree trunk and glided down, landing in front of them, with a piece of bright and smooth satin-like fabric dangling from its mouth.The little tiger turned his head to look at the big spider on the branch, then looked at the fire, and then put the cloth on the ground. Wei Ming squatted down, picked up the cloth, and asked, "Is this from him?" He pointed to the branch and squatted half-person tall red-eyed black spider.

Little tiger: "Aww." It looked at the fire, and then at Wei Ming.

"It wants to come?" Wei Ming continued to guess.

Little Tiger: "Aww."

Wei Ming sorted out the meaning of the little tiger's big spider a little bit. The spider wanted to use the fabric to change the position of the campfire. Wei Ming rubbed the little tiger's head and said to Tan Changxing, "It wants to sit by the campfire."

"...What do you think?" Tan Changxing's voice was still trembling, he let go of Wei Ming's hand embarrassingly, "We can change more materials to make clothes."

"Yes, so I think we can agree." Wei Ming said.

Tan Changxing reluctantly nodded: "Yes."

Wei Ming waved to the big spider on the branch, and the big red-eyed spider cautiously climbed down the tree and walked into the range illuminated by the fire, revealing its entirety.Half a person tall, dark and shiny, with yellow rings on the joints of the eight long legs, and six dark red eyes.The big spider was a little shy, hesitated for a while, and then crawled to the side of the little tiger, and sat neatly by the fire with its legs curled up.

The big red-eyed spider has a name in the world of comprehension, called Liuli Weaver. It is a rare textile creature. It can weave two kinds of materials, one is sticky webs for hunting, and the other is fine and dense cloth with glazed luster, which is soft. Skin-friendly, tough and wear-resistant, it is a clothing material specially made for newborns by famous cultivators.Once entering the fairyland, the offspring will wither, and the higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to give birth to offspring. Therefore, newborns are the apex of the sect's heart in the cultivation world.Liuli Zhiniang has six eyes, but her night vision is extremely poor, so she is easily attacked at night.This Liuli weaver saw the bonfire, and its phototaxis prompted it to trade the cloth for a seat by the bonfire to spend the night safely.

Liuli Weaver Lady lay on her stomach for a while, and then a little Weaver Girl shook off her back. The little Weaver Girl was about the size of a palm, lying on the ground like a small toy.While weaving silk, the big weaver girl circled the fire, using a loose sticky net to enclose a circle with a radius of about one foot from the campfire as the center, and culled the mosquitoes in the net for dinner.

Wei Ming and Tan Changxing watched Da Zhi Niang's movements and remained motionless, for fear that Da Zhi Niang would eat them as mosquitoes.

The little tiger looked at the little weaver girl curiously, and carefully touched the little weaver girl's leg with its paw.

Wei Ming stretched out his hand and hugged the little tiger into his arms, jokingly, slap the little spider the size of a palm, with thin legs, the little tiger doesn't care too much, don't slap the little Zhiniang into a broken bone.

The big weaver cleaned up the mosquitoes around the campfire, repaired the sticky net, and returned to the fire to spit out the second silk-woven glazed cloth.

Throughout the day, Wei Ming and Tan Changxing were physically and mentally exhausted, and after a while, their eyelids drooped, and they fell asleep lying on the bluestone slab on the haystacks they were too lazy to soften.The flames jumped, and a circle of humans and rare creatures were lying or sitting, spreading out on the ground.

There was the sound of insects, the night was empty, and the crackling of burning sounds. Seeing that the fire was dimmed, the big weaver lady swept in one or two wooden strips piled up next to it, and the flame jumped happily again.

The morning glow breaks through the clouds, illuminating the vast sea area and Qianchen Island. The morning sun shines through the gaps between the trees and casts circular spots of light on the bluestone slabs.Wei Ming's eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. The little tiger in his arms and the big and small spiders beside the fire disappeared. The novel experience of fear yesterday seemed like a scene in a dream.

"Are you awake?" Tan Changxing washed the wild fruit with well water, took a bite, and said, "Do you see any changes in me?"

Wei Ming sat up and looked at him carefully, Tan Changxing was wearing a loose robe, smooth and bright satin, with the color of glass as the light changed, it was very beautiful.

"The one left by the big spider?" Wei Ming asked.

"Yes, it left two sets, and yours is in the tub." Tan Changxing said, "I think it is quite sincere, so why don't you use it to exchange things next time?"

"Okay." Wei Ming took off his tattered and dirty robes, walked to the wooden basin and bent down to pick up the robes. The big spider is quite talented in making clothes, and the six eyes can measure the two people's body shapes, and then they can make clothes that match. Clothes for their stature.Liuli weavers have a very long lifespan, they can live for 2000 years without enlightenment, and their infancy is also very long, about 800 years.The little weaver they met yesterday had six red lines on its stomach, indicating that it was over 600 years old.

The two people who put on new clothes were very happy. The little prince suggested to decorate the slate room. They lay outside all night, their necks and backs hurt, and they didn't want to experience it again. They had to tidy up the slate room and live in it.

Tan Changxing was in charge of finding hay to make the bed, and Wei Ming was in charge of chopping firewood. Since we wanted to build a good relationship with the Weaver Girl, a bonfire was indispensable every night, and the Weaver Girl ate mosquitoes, so it was a must-have helper at home.The two got busy, and the little tiger just came back from a stroll, seeing that there was nothing to do with it, wagging its tail boredly, and went into the woods not knowing what to do.

It took a whole day to cover the stone bed with soft hay. Wei Ming thought the stone bed was too cold, so he hollowed out the middle of the stone bed with a sword, split a few planks on it, and laid hay on it. Only then was he satisfied.The yard was piled up with tall timbers, which were neat and tidy. Wei Ming wanted to sharpen his sword with stones, but who knew that the long sword was not blunt at all, and it was still as easy to cut wood and stones as cutting tofu.

In the middle of the afternoon, the little tiger came back with three bloodstains on the wings on its back. It held a bird with gray wings in its mouth. The bird had only one leg and three sharp nails on its one foot.The little tiger put the dead bird next to yesterday's grill, obediently waiting for the two to grill it for him.

Such a move also reminded Wei Ming and Tan Changxing that it was time for them to go hunting, as one gray bird was not enough for two young men to eat.