Primitive Survival of Mercenaries

"Stop!" Xie Yi fixed his eyes and shouted out.

Ke Tu's hand was already on Xie Yi's shoulder.He had never seen Xie Yi speak so harshly, he hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to continue or stop.

Xie Yi's face turned cold, and he tore off the animal skin on Ke Tu's left arm with a "stab", revealing the red and swollen wound inside, and even pus leaked out from some places.

First Xie put his hand on Ke Tu's forehead, and sure enough, he felt a little hot - he thought it was because of soaking in hot water in the hot spring.

"Who changed your medicine for you these days, where is the cloth strip tied on it?"

"I still had that piece of cloth in the hot water, but I couldn't find it later for some reason." Ke Tu thought Xie Yi was angry at the cloth, "Next time I will definitely bring you back some more cloth."

"Who said that? What about the medicine? Who changed it for you?"

"I changed it myself."

When Xie Yi heard this, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, and there was a sneer on his lips... Since you bumped into it yourself, you can't blame me.

Xie Yi looked calm as usual, but actually there was still an evil fire in his heart.As for whether it was because Ke Tu dared to covet his ass, or because he didn't resent Ke Tu's closeness, that's unknown.

"Kim, Kemu!"

"Hey..." Ke Mu's voice came from Dolu's tent, and after a while, he ran back, followed by Dolu.

Ke Mu came in, saw the wound on Ke Tu's arm, and started crying with a "wow".

"Why are you crying so hard!" Ke Tu scolded.

"The wound, last time, Father was also like this, and then his whole body became hot, and he died." Kemu cried sobbingly, "Brother..."

"Okay, don't cry, I won't let your brother die," Xie Yi patted Ke Mu's head lightly, and then rubbed it lightly, "You go to boil a pot of water, and find the one with the thinnest roots. Bone needle, Duolu, go to Ah Qing and ask him to help me make a piece of wood left over from the previous plank making into a piece of wood that is as wide as an arm, not too thick."

Kemu wiped away his tears, sobbing, he went to boil the water.

Dolu looked at Ke Mu worriedly, then at Xie Yi and Ke Tu, and ran to find Ah Qing.

Xie took out the leftover cloth and thread from the animal skin bag from last time, cut two pieces of cloth with similar width, and threw them into the clay pot together with bone needles to cook.He took another little salt and mixed it into the water at a ratio of 0.9 to 100.

Wash your hands, sterilize the pottery bowl, thread the bone needle, wash the hemostatic grass and put it away.Everything was ready, Xie Yi took the smallest saber, roasted it back and forth on the fire, held up the knife and shook his head at Ketu, "Go and lie down over there, take off your clothes, your wound is already infected, the carrion must be removed Cut it and sterilize it, otherwise it will be the same as what Kemu said, maybe he will die at any time."

He turned back and called Kemu, "Bring me the cloth I put there, and stuff it into your brother's mouth."

Ke Mu was about to get the cloth, he stopped talking and was taken aback, "Brother Xie Yi, put it in brother's mouth?"

"Yeah." Xie smiled at the guest, making him break into a layer of cold sweat, "It will hurt a little later, put a piece of cloth in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue."

"Oh." Ke Mu obediently took the cloth and stuffed it into Ke Tu's mouth.

At this time, Ke Tu lying on the animal skin looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered: the animal skin coat was taken off to the waist, revealing the strong muscles of the upper body, two dogwoods stood upright in the cold air on the honey-colored skin, and it was always cold on weekdays His face was softened by the mouth stuffed with a cloth ball, and there was a pair of pure black moist eyes embedded in it.Xie Yi sighed "tsk tsk" twice, and touched his body casually, "Not bad, it's quite slippery."

Before Ke Tu could get excited, he felt a piercing pain in his left arm, which made him sweat instantly.

Xie raised the knife with one hand and cut off the rotten flesh on Ketu's arm, revealing the pink tender flesh inside. He tilted his head and glanced at Ketu who was covered in cold sweat, smiled brightly, and rushed down on the wound with salt water.

Ke Tu flicked his body, but didn't say a word.

Xie smiled at the corner of his eyes, picked up the needle and thread to sew up the wound, then crushed the hemostatic grass and applied it to the wound, and bandaged it up.

"Okay." Xie got up, saw Kemu and Dolu who were stunned aside, turned back and pressed Ketu who was getting ready, "Wait a minute."

"Doru, bring the wooden stick here."

"kindness"

Xie Yi took the wooden board, clamped it directly on the uninjured part of Ke Tu's left arm, and tied it up with animal skin ropes. "Okay, get up."

Ke Tu sat up and stared at the place where the wood was plywood, "There is no injury here, why do you need to tie a piece of wood, the left arm can't exert strength at all."

"It's okay if you can't use your strength," Xie said with a smile on the corner of his eyes, "It won't save your wound from opening again, and I won't be able to do anything about it."

Ke Tu got up and took the stone spear, but he always felt a little awkward. He frowned, and picked up the crossbow again, but found that he could only use his right hand to shoot the arrow and then pull the trigger, his brows tightened.

Xie Yizuo couldn't see, so he greeted Kemu, "Come here, let me see how your machete is doing?"

Ke Mu took the scimitar and was thinking about attacking the wooden stake—the wooden stake that is often used to practice the knife has been overwhelmed, and the tent may collapse if it is cut down.

"Come on, cut at me." Xie Yi waved.

Ke Mu hesitated for two seconds, then rushed over holding the scimitar, approaching Xie Yi, and struck out with his right hand.

Xie Yi took a step back to avoid it, and when Ke Mu's moves became old, he turned his left hand down and grabbed his wrist.

"Look, if I grab your wrist like this, you should turn your wrist around with the blade facing upwards, forcing me to change my move." Xie Yi demonstrated to Kemu, "Do it again."

"The wrist movement is too slow, come again."

"It's just that flipping the knife has no attack power. You have to think about how to hurt me."

Ke Mu bowed his head and thought for a while, and when he tried again, he flipped his wrist and picked it up, all done in one go.

Xie nodded, "Yes, you should pay more attention to actual combat when practicing swords, and practice with Dolu when you have nothing to do in the future."

Ke Mu hesitated, "But a machete can hurt people."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid!" Duolu watched for a long time, half envious and half happy, and stepped forward at this time, lest he would find someone else to practice his sword.

"I'll make you a bamboo knife." Xie Yi picked a suitable one from the remaining bamboo from the rabbit cage, cut it into a machete and handed it to Kemu. When he turned around, he saw Duolu staring at him eagerly, so he went along with it. Made it again.

"Kemu, remember to make an animal skin bag, fill it with soil, and tie it to your leg no matter what you do in the future. When I let you pick it up, you can pick it up again."

Ke Mu nodded obediently.

On the contrary, Ke Tu watched for a long time, and couldn't help it at this moment, "What are you doing with that, is it similar to the wood on my arm?"

"It's definitely different," Xie Yi glanced at Ketu's left arm, which looks like a wooden stake. "The machete attack is best matched with the fast impact force. Let Kemu's leg be tied with a bag of soil, just to train him to run. speed."

"Kemu is too weak and always gets sick. I don't know if he can bear it." Ketu was a little worried.

"Brother, I'm fine." Kemu didn't like contact with his clansmen because of his health since he was a child, and now he finally had the possibility to become as powerful as brother Xie Yi, so he didn't want to lose the opportunity.

"Children can't be used to raising them. If one day you die, how are you going to let Kemu live alone?" Xie Yi raised his eyebrows, "Don't disturb my interest in taking on apprentices."

"I can keep Kemu, Ah Qing always praises me as a little warrior." Dolu protested weakly on the side.

"Hmph, I don't need you to support me." As if everyone felt that he was useless, Ke Mu suddenly became angry, "Why are you at my house, get out!"