"Xiao An, Xiao An! It's on fire!"

When the three men heard Mo Tutu's scream, which was unique in the world, they all reflexively covered their ears for the first time. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, me! Lift the table away! My feet, my feet are going to be wasted!" The Eight Immortals Table fell back to the ground, and the table leg smashed on the instep of Xie Jiuli's left foot, and Xie Jiuli let out a scream in pain, waving his arm in the air.

Qian Ji and Wei Xiaoan hurriedly lifted the table, and Xie Jiuli quickly squatted down and hugged his feet, tears rolling in his eyes. "I rely on ......"

Wei Xiao'an and Qian Ji saw that he was fine, so they ran out of the hut first. I saw that outside the thatched house, Mo Tutu stood in front of the simple stove that was built, pointed to the thatched house at a loss, and stammered: "I...... I didn't mean to burn down your house......"

It turned out that she lit a piece of firewood and then went to light the others, probably too focused on the size of the fire, not realizing that the firewood in her hand was already burning. It wasn't until his fingers were burned that he was suddenly frightened and threw the firewood away. The firewood did not fly to the barren ground for dozens of miles, and was coincidentally thrown onto the thatched house. The thatched houses are made of hay and the shelves are exceptionally simple. As soon as it encounters an open flame, it burns like a prairie fire.

At this time, the thatched huts were about to be surrounded by firelight.

Listening to the crackling sound of the hay burning, he shouted at Xie Jiuli inside: "Xie Jiuli, come out quickly! The hut is on fire!"

"What?" Xie Jiuli limped out, looking at the thatched hut surrounded by flames, the corners of his mouth twitched: "Damn, this has to be bad......"

He didn't answer, but just stood there and waved his hand, only to see a few white rays of light shoot out, and the flames were dispersed and quickly extinguished. Outside, the hay outside had burned out, leaving only the outline of the thatched hut's wooden shelves. The wood is solid and thick, but the exterior is charred and black, but it can still be used.

"It's so condescending that you don't want to be a firefighter!" Wei Xiaoan clapped his hands and said admiringly.

"......" looked at him, not wanting to speak. When Xie Jiuli first came, he ripped off the hay of the thatched house, and he had a vague bad premonition at that time, so that he always felt that this thatched house was in danger.

Now it's really ......

"Ouch...... "Fortunately, I just burned some hay, and the shelf was not broken. Xie Jiuli comforted and said, "Find some more hay to spread on, and it's good to ......."

Xie Jiuli glared at Mo Tutu again, and said angrily: "What else can I expect you to do?"

Mo Tutu pursed his lips and snorted. "They didn't mean it!"

Despite such an episode, this hot pot to improve the food was still made in the end. Because his injuries had not healed, he just ate the fruits and some vegetables that Wei Xiao'an and the others had brought. Xie Jiuli and Mo Tutu were squatting on the edge of the cauldron, competing with each other.

"The taste of a pot will not be different, you bring it to the table and eat it!" Wei Xiaoan looked at them speechlessly and couldn't help but persuade.

Who knew that these two flatly refused, and still squatted by the pot.

"I don't want to buy some base ingredients to put on it, it tastes so light when boiled in water!" Xie Jiuli complained as he stretched out his chopsticks.

Mo Tutu rolled his eyes and said, "It's not just you who eat, there's also a ruffle!"

"......" Xie Jiuli swallowed his saliva and lowered his head to eat the vegetables.

After eating and packing the garbage and then carrying the Eight Immortals Table into the thatched house, Xie Jiuli looked at the thatched house where only the wooden skeleton was left, and looked up at the sky that was divided into several squares by the wooden skeleton. Then he sighed and said to Qianxi: "You are not in any danger for the time being, or go to live at my house!"

Qian Ji looked at him and wondered, "Why?"

"......" Xie Jiuli made a distorted expression before he said, "Are you going to sleep in this thatched hut that still smells of burnt fire in the open air?" aren't you worried that the wood above your head will suddenly fall in the middle of the night?"

He struggled for a moment, and felt that it was indeed a bit reluctant to spend the night here. But when they left the thatched hut, if there was any emergency, they couldn't know it at the first time. After thinking about it, as Xie Jiuli said, sleeping in the open air seemed to ...... I've slept for hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years. So he said to Xie Jiuli seriously: "Either you go back to sleep tonight, and I'll pick you up tomorrow." ”

Xie Jiuli was stunned, "What about you?"

He replied lightly, "I'll stay." ”

When Xie Jiuli heard this, how could he leave his partner behind in the early stage of establishing a revolutionary friendship......? Then I'll stay too. But I prayed to the gray sky in my heart that it would not rain today.

As for the initiators, Mo Tutu and Wei Xiao'an stayed for a long time and left in the evening. After a noisy day, there were two people left in this small room, Qian Ji and Xie Jiuli. Because of the chest injury, the vitality still needs to be recovered slowly, and the spirit is sometimes good and sometimes bad. So he barely spoke, he lay on the bed with his sunglasses on the pillow. Xie Jiuli looked at his black hole eyes, and he didn't know if he was awake or asleep. He was bored by himself, and he was too embarrassed to disturb him, so he tiptoed away from the wicker chair and circled around the thatched hut. He was genuinely worried that if he fell asleep and smashed one of the logs on top of his head, he would have a concussion.

"This Mo Tutu, where is the big monster that has existed since ancient times! The broom star is almost the same!" Xie Jiuli muttered in a low voice as he slowly walked around the thatched house. "I ate a little too much today, and I held on to my ......" Rubbing his stomach, Xie Jiuli sighed.

"Hiss...... "I don't know what I kicked when I was hit by the leg of the Eight Immortals Table today, Xie Jiuli felt a piercing pain crawling from his toes to his heart, and his heart twitched. He subconsciously squatted down to hold his left foot, and then exhaled while rubbing it through his shoe. The pain went away for a while, and because he had been squatting for a long time, when he got up, his eyes were dark and he hurriedly held on to the wooden shelf beside him. He shook his head, and it took a while for him to recover.

"Huh?" Xie Jiuli lowered his head, and a black wooden box suddenly appeared in his sight. The box was stuck between two pillars inside and outside the house, and was usually covered with thatch. At this time, because the thatch was burned, it was exposed.

He crouched down again, and found that the wooden box was still stuck tightly, and he had to pull it out with great difficulty. He held the wooden box in both hands, and found that the wooden box had a strange shape, like a piece of wood taken from the middle and a hole was taken out, and then a copper lock was embedded in the hole. It's not like a box made out of a serious bag.

Xie Jiuli looked strange, shook for a while, and didn't hear any shaking sound. Puzzled, "It can't be an empty box, right?" He tried to pull the copper lock again, and found that although the copper lock was rough on the surface, it was surprisingly strong.

Xie Jiuli looked at this strange box that couldn't be opened, and couldn't help muttering, "What the hell is this?"