The twenty-third reignited forest fire teamed up to break the demon spell / chase the enemy and resist the witch in a single way

(2) It was night, in the ghost area, Xuanyuan and his father led two wild horses, relying on the general direction in the boy's memory, and tried their best to grope around, and finally found the place where the fire had been lit that night. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The forest hinterland is still damp and cold, the light is dim, and the remains of the bonfires still exist. Xuanyuan calmed down slightly, knelt up to the sky and prayed to the heavens, blessed him to light the fire and help them get out.

The boy gathered a large number of dry branches of dead grass around the room, gathered them loosely, and took out from his bag the two dry sticks of wood that he usually used to start the fire, which should still be used once or twice.

He half-knelt on the ground, and under the gaze of the ghost zone and his father's expectation, he began to obtain a life-saving fire in the violent friction according to the routine, which would be easy in normal times, but at the moment it was like walking on thin ice, like facing the abyss.

Not once...... , the second time does not ...... , three times still not ...... Cold sweat began to break out on the young man's forehead, his shoulders and arms were slightly sore, and his heart was tense.

While looking at the ghost area for fear of disturbing him, his eyes were anxious and he could only rub his hands back and forth to solve it. And the father, who knew the stakes in his heart, also remained silent and watched silently.

All the pressure was on Xuanyuan, and he gritted his teeth and tried again, once, twice......

On the fifth time, a wisp of white smoke rose between the wooden bars to make the boy feel relieved, and with a nervous face, he hurriedly took a small handful of hay to cover it, and carefully blew on it, waiting for a heart as if it was about to burst out of his throat, the handful of hay lived up to expectations, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully placed it under the dry haystack again, and as the white smoke grew thicker and crackled, a fire was finally ignited.

Looking at the bonfire that began to burn from small to large, everyone present felt a new strength and hope in their hearts.

It's the turn of the Ghost Zone, and his shot is also indispensable for severing the witches' spells.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his arms naturally hanging down on his legs and knees, his eyes closed for a long time, his mind meditated too empty, and he felt the rise and fall of the qi of heaven and the quality of the earth in the Zhaoji Huayuan......

Then, he slowly stood up and slowly opened his eyes, and the already blazing eyes were even more exposed at this moment, like two scorching flames suspended in the dark forest. At this time, Xuanyuan and his father were already stunned.

As if he had changed into a different person, he blew lightly on the bonfire, which seemed to be frivolous, but when it reached the top of the fire, it immediately swept away a large mass of flames on top of the swaying flames, as if tearing a red corner from the flame cloth, and flew straight to the trees and grass beside it.

Immediately after that, he blew frequently, one on the left, one on the right, one on the other, the one on the front, and the flames were easily blown up by him and swept away towards the surrounding woods and grasses, and in a short time, the surrounding woods were burning except for the southwest corner, which was the only escape route left for them.

Xuanyuan and his father tightly hugged the necks of Huang Biaoma and Jiliang Ma to comfort them, for fear that they would be frightened and flee, and kept an eye on the next move in the ghost area, ready to flee at any time.