Ming Lingxue took the prepared medicinal materials and went to find tools for practicing medicine according to the prescription given on Xihuan Road.

Zhang Yunzheng thanked Xihuan very much. Xihuan told him everything about the mountain. Zhang Yunzheng was a little surprised and hesitant.

"Does the immortal expect me to forgive them?"

After saying these words anxiously, Xi Huan raised his lips and chuckled, "You have to decide what to do. After all, it is a matter of survival of the two tribes. There is no need to forgive them for the harm they have done to you because of their difficulties."

Xihuan glanced at Zhang Yunxi who was cooking with his child on his back outside the window, and took out a pill, "Eat this, and your condition will be much relieved after eating it. Although you can't do other heavy work, but looking at my brother's You should be able to do the work, how old is your sister, let her relax a little bit."

Xihuan walked out of the room and looked at the little girl who was coaxing her brother to light the fire. She walked over and said softly, "Let me help you light the fire."

Zhang Yunxi's embarrassment was visible to the naked eye, "This..."

Xihuan raised his hand and pinched it. The fire burned by itself without adding firewood.

"Okay."

Xihuan's tone was gentle, and Zhang Yunxi felt it was amazing, "Are you really a god? I thought at first..."

"Think I'm lying?"

There was a smile in her tone. Zhang Yunxi lowered his head in embarrassment, his face a little red.

Xihuan stopped teasing the little girl and gave her two pills, "Here, here's one for you. I've already given it to your brother. This belongs to you and your brother."

After saying that, Xi Huan walked out. At this time, Ming Lingxue came back, carrying a copper pot, "Uncle, I only found this, can I use it?"

Then he took out several pots for boiling medicine from the mustard space.

Xihuan nodded, "I'll modify the copper pot for practicing medicine, and these sand pots for boiling medicine. I'll cut down some trees first and make some tables, chairs, and benches."

When Ming Lingxue heard this, she felt that she didn't know enough about her junior uncle, so she put down the pot and jar and followed him to the woods.

Xihuan chose larger trees to make tables and smaller trees to make benches. She also saw a few bamboos that could be used to make baskets and dustpans.

Xihuan's hands-on ability is very strong, and with the blessing of magic, he can complete the work faster.

Seeing Xihuan exploding wood with a very professional look, Jixiang's cerebellum shrank, [Host, how come you know everything? 】

Xi Huan said calmly, "Before I ascended to become a god, I often did this. At that time, I wanted to learn everything in the military camp, and I knew a little bit about everything. I also knew how to use the mechanism technique to show it later. 】

Ming Lingxue looked at her hands and quickly made a table, benches, and two rows of double-layered long tables.

Not only was Ming Lingxue dumbfounded, but the man next door came over and praised her, "This little girl's craftsmanship puts me to shame."

Xi Huan stood up and nodded slightly, "You don't have to be so humble. What you do is also a meritorious thing, and you will be rewarded in the future."

The uncle said cheerfully, "I don't know who I will pass this skill on to."

After saying this, he smiled, then turned and left.

Ming Lingxue looked at the uncle's back and said, "Why is this uncle so weird?"

Xihuan continued what he was doing, "He is the only one left in the whole family. He is a carpenter. He made many coffins for the whole village without taking any money. His family had just been buried a few days before we came."

Listening to this, Ming Lingxue felt a little emotional and a little sour in her heart.

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