The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 148 Kiln Construction
Su Xiyue took the clay and kneaded it. It was indeed fine, soft and very sticky, and it was the best material for making pottery.

She happily touched the little orc's face, "What's your name?"

The little orc grinned: "Sister Xiyue, my name is Ayan."

She smiled faintly, "Ayan, you did a great job."

He turned to look at Mo Lin and said, "Go get him some beast meat as a reward."

Mo Lin glanced at her lightly, said nothing, and turned to go into the cave.

When he came out, he was holding a piece of animal meat in his hand and threw it directly at Ayan.

A Yan smiled so hard that his teeth were visible and took it hurriedly.

"Thank you, Sister Xiyue, and thank you, Brother Molin."

Ye Ling glanced at A Yan coldly.

Although A Yan was young, he was very good at observing people's expressions and quickly added, "Thank you, Brother Ye Ling."

After saying this, he was about to slip away with the meat in his arms.

The next second, Su Xiyue grabbed him by the collar and said, "Why are you running? Take me to dig clay."

A Yan was grabbed by the collar, with an innocent look on his face, "Sister Xiyue, the clay is by the river, shall we go there now?"

"nature!"

Su Xiyue nodded and turned to look at Ye Ling and Mo Lin: "Are you guys still going to the salt lake? If not, bring your backpack and rattan basket and follow me to the river to dig soil."

It was so hard to catch two laborers, it would be a waste if we didn't use them.

When Ye Ling and Mo Lin heard that they were asked to go to the river to dig soil, their expressions were a little subtle.

But he didn't want to separate from her and go to the Salt Lake.

Ye Ling frowned and looked at her: "Digging? Are you sure you're not going to the river to play in the mud?"

He didn't know that pottery was made of mud.

Although pottery has appeared in the Beast World, it is limited to Beast King City, and the production method is unlikely to be passed down.

Mo Lin glanced at Su Xiyue calmly, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, "I can dig the soil, but don't expect me to use my hands."

He spent several days cleaning up the silt at the salt lake. It was dirty and smelly, and he hated mud and everything.

Su Xiyue glanced at the two people and saw that they looked extremely disgusted, and she felt inexplicably familiar.

When I first came to this world, these two guys looked at me with the same expression.

She was extremely speechless. "Don't worry, I won't let you dig with your hands."

After saying that, he secretly took out a shovel from the system backpack.

Ye Ling took the shovel, a hint of doubt flashed across his silver eyes, "Where did this thing come from?"

She remained calm and said, "I found it."

The reason she gave for finding the kitchen knife was that she had picked it up, and no one doubted it.

Mo Lin glanced at her and asked curiously, "How come you always pick up these weird, sharp, and useful things?"

Su Xiyue raised an eyebrow, "Lucky, are you envious?"

Mo Lin snorted and reached out to grab the shovel.

Ye Ling was quick-witted and quickly blocked it, "I got it first."

"Whoever gets it gets it."

Mo Lin's eyes were cold, his tail moved slightly, and he looked imposing.

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, she held her forehead helplessly and simply took back the shovel, "Okay, stop arguing, I'll dig it myself!"

She didn't have time to watch them quarrel, let alone to try to persuade them.

He turned around with a shovel and walked towards the river.

A Yan followed happily, "Sister Xiyue, wait for me!"

Ye Ling and Mo Lin looked at each other, snorted coldly, returned to the cave, picked up the wicker baskets, and quickly followed.

When we arrived at the river, we found a piece of wet and soft clay that was gleaming in the sunlight. It was located downstream of the river.

Su Xiyue squatted down, pinched it, and nodded with satisfaction: "This is it."

Ye Ling's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly: "What do you want this mud for?"

Without even looking up, she said, "Pottery making."

Mo Lin raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised: "Can you make pottery?"

Ye Ling sneered, seemingly not believing her words: "Not everyone can make the ceramics of Beast King City."

“We have to try it first to know whether we can make it or not.”

She was too lazy to pay attention to their questions and ordered Ye Ling to dig by the river.

The shovel was left to him.

Mo Lin was dragged along by her to build the kiln. "The kiln needs to be built on a hillside near the river. It needs good ventilation so the temperature is even."

As she explained, she drew a simple diagram of the kiln structure on the ground with a branch.

Mo Lin glanced at him and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You know quite a lot. Did the Beast God teach you in your dream?"

A bit of unnaturalness appeared on her face, and she snorted lightly: "Stop talking nonsense and dig a hole quickly."

What Beast God Cult? This is the "Ancient Pottery Making Encyclopedia" that I got as a system reward from having sex with you.

Of course, she wouldn't say that.

Mo Lin didn't ask any more questions, but just worked silently, building the kiln according to the method Su Xiyue had said.

The little orc Ayan was also helping out and having a lot of fun.

Su Xiyue is responsible for supervision.

"Mo Lin, the kiln's vents need to be bigger, otherwise the temperature will be uneven!"

"Ye Ling, the soil isn't dug deep enough, dig a little deeper!"

The two of them were so driven by her that they no longer felt disgusted by the dirtiness and instead worked extremely hard.

If they can successfully make pottery, the Wolf Tribe will be the second force to possess pottery besides the Beast King City.

For this reason, they are happy even if they dig mud, build kilns, and get covered in sweat and mud.

While things were busy here, gossip was spreading like wildfire in the tribe.

"Have you heard? Mia and Yun Han wanted to kill Su Xiyue, but the leader discovered them first and sent Lang Yi and the others to kill them!"

"Really? No wonder I heard so many wolf howls from the back mountain last night. The sound was so shrill that I was so scared that I didn't dare to go out."

"Tsk tsk, Mia's face is ruined. She has always hated Su Xiyue, so it's not surprising that she would do something like this. It's just a pity."

"It's a pity, you don't know, I heard that Mia was just unconscious while hanging on the tree, but she didn't die. It was Mo Lin who killed her with his own hands. With just one finger, she turned into ashes."

……

Mi Yao was passing by and happened to hear these words. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly and a hint of pleasure flashed in her eyes.

She has lived in Mia's shadow since she was a child, and was suppressed and bullied by her sister...

Even breathing seemed to require Mia's permission.

Now that Mia is dead, she is not sad at all. Instead, she feels like a huge weight has finally been lifted off her shoulders.

She resisted the urge to laugh out loud and quickened her pace back to the cave.

The moment the animal skin curtain was lowered, the emotions that had been suppressed on Mi Yao's face for a long time finally burst out.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms, and her eyes flashed with crazy joy and relief.

"Mia, you're finally dead!"

She roared softly, her voice filled with twisted pleasure, "From childhood to adulthood, why have you always been the one to put the pressure on me? Why do all the people revolve around you? Now that you're dead, it's finally my turn!"

She rushed to the corner, grabbed a piece of animal skin and tore it hard as if it was Mia's face.

"Aren't you the most proud? Aren't you the most beautiful? And now? Not even a corpse is left, and you died at the hands of your beloved male, hahahaha..."

Mi Yao's laughter was a bit crazy and sharp.

She suddenly stopped, a sinister glint in her eyes, "No, that's not enough! You're dead, but your beastly husbands are still here, especially Langya..."

The corners of her mouth curled up into a cold smile, her eyes full of calculation, "Langya, haven't you always been distant towards me? Now that Mia is dead, let's see how you can still pretend. If you have the guts, don't come to me in the future."

Salt lake, scorching sun.

Bai Qi lay lazily on a huge rock beside the dark river, his tail slapping the water surface from time to time, his skin getting hot from the sun.

"Tsk, this crappy job is really exhausting."

He narrowed his fox eyes, looked at the mountains of salt crystals in the distance, and thought about how to be lazy.

Suddenly, ripples appeared on the surface of the lake, and a figure was washed over along the underground river.

Bai Qi's ears moved and he squinted his eyes to look.

It was a female, with dazzlingly white skin, completely different from the rough, dark yellow, or wheat-colored skin of females in the animal world.

The only one who can be compared to her is Su Xiyue after she became whiter and more beautiful.

"Tsk, where did this poor little thing come from?"

He flicked his tail, picked up the man in the river, and instantly pulled him ashore and placed him on the grass.

Chu Youyou was soaked, her face was pale, and her eyes were closed.

Clearly unconscious.

Bai Qi narrowed his eyes, walked over slowly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk, this skin is whiter than salt, it's quite special."

He reached out and poked Chu Youyou's face. It was soft and felt good.

(End of this chapter)