"In general, there are three ways to make fire: Yang Sui, wooden Sui, and stone Sui. To put it simply, they use the sun, wood and stones to make fire. It just rained and the sky was very cloudy, so it must not be possible.
I’ll use sun-fired firewood. Since I’m a woodcutter, I’ll use wooden firewood.”
He cut down the wood very quickly, slashing left and right with a hatchet, and chopped down the thick tree in three or five strokes.
He cut off the branches growing from the branches and cut a small section from the trunk.
Ruyi felt curious and came over to take a look.
"Then what? How to make a fire?"
Long Zu pointed to a small piece of wood that he had cut off and said, "That's it."
He used a hatchet to dig a hole in the middle of the wooden block, and then stuffed the dry grass scattered in the hole into the small hole. Then he put a wooden stick as thick as two fingers into it. He covered the wooden stick with both hands and quickly
Twist it up.
It was only half a stick of incense before I saw smoke coming out from among the weeds in the cave.
Ruyi said happily: "There is a fire!"
The smoke grew thicker and thicker, and then a star-like red light ignited the weeds.
Dragon Ancestor blew into it, and the grass burned brighter and brighter. The flames jumped up and flew up to the wooden stick.
He picked out the burning grass with a wooden stick and dropped it on top of the firewood he had collected earlier.
After some skillful fiddling, a bonfire was formed.
Ruyi clapped her hands and shouted: "Awesome."
Long Zu used a hatchet to cut the remaining dry wood into several strips. After polishing with the sword, the slender dry wood became a sharp wooden halberd.
The light of the campfire reflected on his body, coupled with the sweat on the surface of his skin, caused the muscle lines to ripple. Every time he breathed, his body moved accordingly.
This strong body caused ripples in Ruyi's heart. She recalled the love affair in the temple and couldn't help but feel distraught.
Dragon Ancestor carried a few wooden halberds and said: "You stay here and don't run around. I will come back as soon as I go."
Ruyi took advantage of this time to flatten out Long Zu's soaked robe and prop it up next to the bonfire.
When Long Zu came back, his clothes were almost dry. There was not a single wooden halberd missing in his hand, and there was also a rabbit that had been disembowelled.
"Aren't you a woodcutter? Your hunting skills are pretty good," Ruyi said.
After Long Zu skinned the hare, he made a frame with wooden branches and roasted it on the fire. After a while, the aroma spread out.
Ruyi sniffed and praised: "It smells so good."
Longzu turned the stick over and said, "If you sprinkle some salt on it, it might taste better. You can eat it after a while."
Ruyi folded the two pieces of clothing, handed them to Long Zu and said, "Put them on, don't catch a cold."
Longzu took it, and there was a layer of warmth on the clothes. It must have been roasted by Ruyi. He looked at her body, but it was still wet.
She actually ignored herself and thought about him first. Longzu felt warm in his heart.
This kind of ordinaryness and warmth could not be given to him by Fairy Wuyou or any goddess.
After the rabbit was almost roasted, he endured the burning and tore off a rabbit leg and gave it to Ruyi: "Eat slowly."
Ruyi sniffed it, moved her index finger, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Well, I'm not welcome then."
She was eating happily, and her guard was gone. The most innocent and simple side of her nature was revealed. She ate with her mouth full of oil and praised: "The heat is just right, the meat is tender but not dry, it's really great."
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Long Zu looked at him and suddenly felt something move in his heart.