Chapter 91 Clothing Making
Jiao Jue couldn't understand. Old Wu Yue only had a torn hempen robe; what was so laughable about that?
Ji Zhuang naturally didn't understand either.
Ji Rong understood, and she quickly used her wing claws to remove the strip of cloth hanging from her beak.
She tried to sneak away with her brother, but was pulled down from mid-air by a claw from the Horned Jade.
"You need something from us?" Jiao Jue asked with certainty, squinting at Ji Rong beneath its claws.
Wu Yue was already in a state of near death because of her own actions, so Ji Rong dared not mention moving to Tuifeng Island again. She put on a fawning smile and made up a story: "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen the old man in a long time, so I wanted him to show off his muscles."
"I see."
The leader displaying his majestic figure is indeed a tradition of many beast races.
Jiao Jue half-opened his eyes, lost in thought, completely ignoring the old man Wu Yue's liver-like face.
The next day, there was a council of elders to discuss the use of the odd/even field and establish the rules.
After the elders were seated, just as Wu Yue was about to stand up and speak, Jiao Jue suddenly moved swiftly behind Wu Yue, hooked a piece of hemp clothing at the back of Wu Yue's neck with one claw, and gently pulled it down, a loud "tear" sound echoing in the council hall.
Wu Yue felt a chill run down his spine and knew something was wrong, but it was too late.
The cloth in front of him fell like snowflakes, and the elders saw Wu Yueming's bright body.
The women, including Yue Wu, immediately turned away, while the male witches hurriedly picked up pieces of cloth from the ground to cover her up.
At this moment, the 280-year-old Wu Yue cried. He grabbed the burlap strip covering his private parts, let the Wu Wu and Wu Yue preside over the meeting, and then ran back to his residence with one stumble and one limp.
Jiaojue quickly threw away the piece of cloth from its claws.
After the council meeting ended, he followed the sorcerer and quietly asked him about his doubts.
The witch said helplessly, "My lord, we have neither scales nor hair, and we usually rely on this hemp cloth to cover our shame."
Seeing Jiaojue's expression of disapproval, Xuanwu knew that there was a huge racial gap between her and Jiaojue in terms of their understanding of the body.
She had to rephrase it, saying, "My lord, our leader not only needs to be strong, but also needs to be intelligent. The Great Witch Yue is old and doesn't like to be naked in front of people."
After saying that, worried that Jiao Jue might not have understood, she added, "We don't like it either; only the children of the Wu tribe do that."
These horned creatures understood; the old man's sacrificial method was powerful, and he was also clever.
But he's old! His body is no longer fit, so he has to cover it up.
So Jiao Jue went to Wu Yue's residence and roared, "Old man, you don't need to feel inferior because of your decline. You are the leader, and it is their honor to see your heroic figure!"
Wu Yue, huddled in the straw mat, felt even more humiliated upon hearing these words.
Hearing the low sobbing coming from inside again, Jiao Jue felt that he had guessed correctly, but also felt inexplicably guilty.
So he sat cross-legged in front of Wuyue's gate, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
In the afternoon, Wu Yue came out wearing simple straw clothes. He found Xuanwu and said that he had no clothes to wear and asked Xuanwu to make him a set of hemp clothes, top and bottom.
However, the witch was very busy and did not have time to weave cloth. Just as she was worrying, Jiao Jue, who had come over, said, "Let that dead little bird Ji Rong weave it, and Ji Zhuang as well. They are birds and they can weave."
After saying that, he went to Xifeng Island to find Er Niao.
He thought to himself, "If it weren't for that damned little bird playing tricks on me, I wouldn't be without clothes to wear!"
Let this mischievous bird pay for it, that's perfect!
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At this moment, Ji Rong was squatting in the cave telling Gu Qingqing about Wu Yue being seen naked.
Life on the desolate sea was monotonous and dull. Ji Rong saw that it was rare for Gu Qingqing to stop cultivating and relax, so she talked about it over and over again.
However, having learned from their previous experience, this time, although they were talking in their own cave, they still used hand seals to create a sound illusion array.
This story about the bird and the fox has been told four times since yesterday, and every time it's told, they laugh until their stomachs hurt.
Ji Zhuang listened to it once and then found it uninteresting, so he went to Jiefeng Island to help the ancient witch lineage sow seeds.
Jiaojue flew up to Xifeng Island, exuding an undeniable domineering aura, and shouted loudly, "You little brat, come out here."
Upon hearing the dragon's roar, Ji Rong and Gu Qingqing immediately fell silent and ran out of the cave.
Upon seeing Ji Rong and Gu Qingqing, Jiao Jue said disdainfully, "You flowery fox, go away."
"Where's Ji Zhuang? Call him and come with me."
Ji Rong didn't know what to do, but seeing that Jiao Jue's face was gloomy, she obediently went to find her brother, and the two birds flew to Huofeng Island.
Jiaojue led them to the shaman and said, "The cloth weavers have arrived. Shaman, instruct them to weave."
The witch doctor looked troubled.
Jiao Jue, self-righteous and knowing, said, "You don't need to do anything. Let them weave until it's wearable." After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the ground with his head held high, looking every bit like a supervisor.
After thinking for a moment, the witch told Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang to go and gather hemp first. She gestured and said, "We need to gather at least this much. Let's pile it up in front of the Great Witch's house."
Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang's eyes lit up: "An opportunity to investigate/gather information has arrived!"
The two birds then happily went to gather hemp.
They look down on ordinary hemp; they prefer spirit hemp, since that's what they used to use since childhood in the Central Plains mountain range.
They searched all over the mountains and finally found a lot on Jiefeng Island.
After gathering the hemp, the two birds inquired about the method of making the hemp.
Having learned the method, they didn't use a stone slab; instead, they used their four paws to carefully knead the hemp, then rinsed it in seawater. By repeating this process, they obtained hemp fibers that were extremely resilient.
However, this material was still too rough for making clothes. Thinking of Wu Yue's old and fragile skin, Er Niao combed the hemp fibers little by little and finally obtained a bundle of fine and smooth hemp fibers.
When they handed the bundle of fine, smooth hemp fibers to the witch, the witch was stunned.
She wanted to collect the silk and spin it into thread to weave cloth.
But then Jiaojue opened his eyes and threw out a ring he wore when pulling the chariot in the Heavenly Palace, saying, "You two take this off and weave this."
Ji Rong stared at the exquisite patterns and wanted to object, but Ji Zhuang raised his paw, took the paper, and began to study it on the spot.
Jiaojue found the two birds an eyesore and chased them back, sending them back to Xifeng Island to continue their work.
Ji Zhuang and Ji Rong had no choice but to take the ring back with them.
I don't know what material this ring is made of, but it is very dense and tight. Although it is made of the same color and thread, it is so strong that it has its own luster.
Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang disassembled and reassembled the band bit by bit, over a hundred times, until only a corner remained. They could only manage to weave a cloth that resembled the band but was not quite the same.
Ji Rong said wearily, "Brother, that dragon doesn't weave cloth, so just weave it like this, he definitely won't be able to tell."
"Our material is just spirit hemp, which is completely different from the silk used in these rings. Let's just keep weaving it like this; if we keep taking it apart, my eyes will go blind."
Ji Zhuang stared at the last remaining corner of the dismantled structure, deep in thought. He thought to himself that if he dismantled it incorrectly again, it would be gone.
So he nodded, carefully handed the corner of cloth to Gu Qingqing to keep safe, and then quickly started weaving with hemp fibers.
Ji Zhuang's writing was better than Ji Rong's.
Although both of their woven cloths were smooth and even with a subtle shimmer, Ji Zhuang's cloth had a more pronounced shimmer.
They handed the woven linen to the shaman, who, upon receiving the two small rolls of cloth, felt his hands were rough.
Jiao Jue stuck his head over and let Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang each hold their own cloth. He sprayed water on it, but it didn't get wet.
Then he lifted a corner and asked the sorcerer to light a mortal fire, but it wouldn't ignite.
Then he scratched the edges with his claws, making it difficult to break.
Seeing that Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang had woven a decent piece of cloth, Jiao Jue was satisfied and told Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang to put away the worn parts and then hand it over to the witch to make clothes.
Then, Jiaojue shook its dragon body and flew towards Wuyue.
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