A Cry for Help (Continued)

As the sun was setting, Jian Mo and the others packed their things, climbed onto the backs of Jiujiu and Ying'ao, waved goodbye to the people of the Long Years Tribe, and began to fly eastward.

Jiujiu and Ying'ao also seemed a little homesick, flapping their wings vigorously and flying very fast.

They flew until the moon was high in the sky before finding a suitable place to camp.

Wu Jiong transformed into his beast form and went hunting, while Jiujiu and Ying'ao stayed behind to guard Jian Mo.

Soon, Wu Jiong returned from hunting, and the two of them started a fire together to cook.

They stewed a large pot of meat in a big pot, and after the two men and two animals shared the food, they washed up and fell asleep in the wild.

Jian Mo lay on the giant wolf, with two Flying-Winged Beast beside them.

Everyone's breathing could be heard clearly. Jian Mo wasn't worried about sleeping in the wild at all. On the contrary, because he was exhausted, he quickly stretched out his arms and legs and fell asleep on the giant wolf.

The giant wolf turned its head and nudged him with its muzzle, then picked up the small fur blanket that had fallen to the side and gently covered his belly before closing its eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

With a giant wolf and two Flying-Winged Beast here, there's no need to worry about any ferocious beasts causing trouble.

Even if there were any, given his and Ying'ao's alertness, they would be able to wake up in time, so there's no need to specifically arrange for anyone to keep watch at night.

They slept in the wild for one night, ate some dried meat the next day, set off early, and traveled until evening before returning to the Riverside Tribe.

Even though it was late, many people in the Riverside Tribe still got up to visit each other, to see if Jian Mo and his group had brought back any special supplies or news.

Qing Kuo and Min Dang thoughtfully brought food with them—food for humans and food for Flying-Winged Beast.

Everyone was looking at the supplies they brought back.

Upon seeing the rolls of white raw cloth, Qing Kuo and the others couldn't help but exclaim, "Why are there two different types of fabric?"

Jian Mo: "One type is tree fiber cloth, and the other is cotton cloth. This cotton cloth was woven together with the Long Years Tribe after we went there. It's especially soft. You can take a look, and if you like it, you can exchange some to make underwear and clothes for the little ones."

Qing Kuo reached out and touched it, accurately taking out a roll of cotton cloth. "This is the cotton cloth you were talking about, right?"

Jian Mo: "Yes."

Qing Kuo: "This cloth is woven so finely, the weave is so beautiful."

Jian Mo: "Otherwise, why would they say that fabric is a specialty of the Long Years Tribe?"

Ye Luo asked from the side, "Why are they all undyed white cloths?"

Jian Mo: "They just knitted this for me these past two days, and haven't had time to dye it yet. I figured we could dye it too, so I just brought it back."

After chatting for a while, everyone noticed they were tired and told them to get some rest. They also made an appointment to come back the next day to look at their fabrics.

Jian Mo had absolutely no objections.

Both he and Wu Jiong know how to sew, but their skills are just average. It would be great if everyone could help them.

After washing up, Jian Mo lay down on her familiar bed, snuggled up to Wu Jiong, and announced in a nasal voice, "Tomorrow I'm going to sleep in."

Wu Jiong took out some ointment from the bedside table. "In that case, how about we stay up a little later?"

Jian Mo stared at the ointment, considered for two seconds, and then decisively pounced on Wu Jiong: "I think it's okay!"

Being at home undisturbed Jian Mo feel incredibly comfortable, from her tailbone to the top of her head.

Judging from Wu Jiong's expression, it should be about the same.

The two talked freely until midnight. Wu Jiong transformed back into a giant wolf, carrying Jian Mo on its back, and they avoided the patrolling orcs to bathe in the wild.

--You can wash at home, but carrying and boiling water is too much trouble. It's much more comfortable to wash outdoors.

The two didn't get home until late at night.

During the run, the giant wolf's fur dried, and Jian Mo's hair also dried, so they could go straight to sleep when they got home.

The next day, they didn't get up until very late.

The villagers came to visit several times, but seeing that their gate was tightly closed, they assumed the family was tired from going out and understandingly did not come to disturb them.

Poor Jiujiu, she didn't get a big meal this morning and could only be fed berries and grass by Ying'ao.

When Jian Mo got up, Jiujiu was lying in the nest with her ears drooping.

"Why that expression?" Jian Mo went over and ruffled Jiujiu's hair. "You don't seem to be feeling unwell."

Jiujiu lay there motionless, only raising its eyes to glance at Jian Mo, unlike before when it would actively nuzzle Jian Mo's hand with its head.

Jian Mo was about to ask a question, the beast ears suddenly caught a faint sound coming from Jiujiu's stomach, "Gurgle."

Jian Mo laughed, "Hungry, aren't you?"

Jiujiu: "Eek."

Seeing their pitiful appearance, Jian Mo laughed and said, "Alright, alright, I'll make you a cake tonight."

Luckily, we have plenty of eggs, milk, and candies at home, and there are also lots of berries in the summer, so we can make a berry cake.

Jiujiu's eyes lit up immediately. "Chirp!"

Jian Mo had just gotten up when Qing Kuo and the others received the news and rushed over.

Upon seeing Jian Mo, Qing Kuo glanced at him from head to toe and said, "We thought you wouldn't get up until the afternoon."

Jian Mo: "It's not that bad."

Qing Kuo looked at him and suddenly said, "Your ears seem to have perked up a bit."

Jian Mo reached out and touched her ear. "Really?"

His ears were kissed too many times yesterday and are a little numb. He's unsure how they feel now.

Qing Kuo: "You'll know once you touch it."

Jian Mo touched it and felt it was a little swollen. She wasn't sure if her ear was standing up or just swollen.

He hesitated for a moment, then decided to wait until Wu Jiong returned before asking him.

I can't tell Qing Kuo and the others this, or they'll laugh themselves to death.

Jian Mo changed the subject. "You've come to look at the fabric?"

Qing Kuo: "Yes, we've prepared all the dyes. What color would you like to dye your hair today?"

Jian Mo thought for a moment and said, "Let's keep the white background. I'll draw some patterns on it, and we can use leaves for the smudging."

Their dyeing process is quite simple. They just need to print the veins of the leaves onto the fabric, and then use a brush dipped in dye to deepen the color.