Yang Guang was annoyed by An Ruoxi, put the pheasant down, and touched it in his arms, first touching the mobile phone, and then touching something with his fingertips: the meeting gift that Duan Da gave him at the beginning, the horn scimitar worn by Prince Tuyuhun. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He took out the scimitar from his arms and showed it to An Ruoxi: "Look, this is the only one." ”

An Ruoxi took the scimitar from Yang Guang's hand, and pulled out the scimitar from the scabbard with a "brush", but the two of them felt a cold light flashed in front of them, and when they looked at it, they saw that the blade of the short knife, which was no more than a foot long, was glowing with a faint blue light, and the snowflakes fell on the knife, and it immediately turned into nothing, not even a single drop of water remained.

Although An Ruoxi was not familiar with weapons, he only intuitively concluded that this must be a treasure sword. She grasped the hilt of her knife, walked to a small pine tree not far away, and slashed at a branch that was sticking outward. I only heard a "cluck" sound in my ears, and the pine branch the thickness of an egg was slashed to the ground by her.

"It's a good knife!" An Ruoxi swung his knife to chop the pine branch down, and only felt some vibration at the tiger's mouth, and couldn't help blurting out praise.

"Do you want to follow the example of the ancients and drill wood to make fire?" Yang Guang saw An Ruoxi take the knife from his hand, and without saying a word, he split a pine branch with a swing of the knife, so he asked her.

"It's a pity that it's snowing, otherwise, I can really give it a try." An Ruoxi looked at the snowfall and shook her head at Yang Guang.

"Xiao Hei, don't be idle yet, seeing that the snow is getting heavier and heavier, you should go and catch more wild things in case of emergency." Yang Guangren was small, and he thought very thoughtfully, but he was afraid that this snow would fall endlessly, and he would trap An Ruoxi and himself in his heart, and he would not be able to get out of the mountain for a day or two, so he shrugged his shoulders and instructed the "black general".

The "Black General" understood his master's order this time, flapped his wings off Yang Guang's shoulder, and flew towards the pine forest under the hillside.

Yang Guang turned around and tied the "Iron Hoof Dragon" to a pine tree, and reminded An Ruoxi: "Isn't there a shack over there?" Let's try it in the shack and see if we can make a fire by drilling wood for fire. ”

As he was talking, one leg inadvertently touched the horse's pedal, and a new idea immediately came to his mind.

"Ruoxi, give me back the knife, I have a way to make a fire." Yang Guang unmounted his horse, held it in his hand, and shouted excitedly at An Ruoxi.

The snow covered the mountain, and the only hope for the two of them at the moment was to build a bonfire, hoping that the rescuers outside the mountain would see the fireworks and come into the mountain to rescue them. Therefore, as soon as he heard Yang Guang say that he had a way to start a fire, An Ruoxi perked up and hurriedly handed back the sharp short knife to Yang Guang.

Yang Guang took the knife in his hand, aimed at the horse pedal held in the other hand with his eyes, changed the slash to sharpen, and actually swung the knife and slashed it flat on the horse pedal.

"Boom", the short knife was sharpened on the iron horseshoe, and two or three sparks were sparked when it landed.

"I see. This is indeed a good solution, and it is much faster than drilling wood for fire. An Ruoxi Bingxue is smart, a little penetrate, seeing that the short knife and the iron horse pedal contact friction, can rub out sparks, when even if he understands Yang Guang's intentions, he hurriedly leaned over and pulled up a handful of dead grass on the ground, asking Yang Guang to follow her to the shack to light the fire.

Yang Guang carried a horse's shoal in his left hand and a short knife in his right hand, and followed An Ruoxi into the shack, only to find that although the shack was dry, it was extremely cramped, and only one person was allowed to hide in it, and it was built very short, with Yang Guang's height of less than one meter six, he stood up straight in the shack, and the top of his head almost touched the roof of the shack.

Only then did Yang Guang understand that he had just reminded An Ruoxi to go to the shack to drill wood for fire, why did An Ruoxi ignore her, she was worried that the fire from drilling wood would set the shack on fire.

Since it is easy to light a shack with a fire made of wood, is it not possible to start a fire by rubbing it with iron?

Yang Guang thought about it, and he didn't dare to easily try to rub and make a fire in the shack, so he only instructed An Ruoxi to put the pulled dry grass at the mouth of the shack, and then pull out more dry grass and dead wood to pile up outside the shack.

However, this is easier said than done.

Yang Guang bent over and pouted for a long time, but saw sparks falling on the ground on the dry grass, and they were extinguished as soon as they fell, and they never ignited the dead grass and made a fire.

At this time, the "black general" who flew down the hillside to forage for food had a new harvest, a pair of sharp claws grabbed a gray hare and flew back, threw the hare behind Yang Guang with a "snap", and flew straight down on his back, asking the little master for credit.

"Blackie, you're awesome!" Yang Guang bowed his back and praised the "Black General" sincerely, "Go quickly, catch a few more and come back, stay for a while and make a fire, I will personally make roast rabbit meat for you to eat." ”

After saying this, even Yang Guang himself was amused: people can't eat raw meat, and how can eagles eat cooked rabbit meat?

The "Black General" was praised by his master, and his strength to catch the prey was even greater, and he whispered twice to Yang Guang, flapped his wings, and flew down the hillside again.

was interrupted by the "black general", but Yang Guang came up with a good way to make a fire.

This time, he simply crouched down, buried his hands deep in the dead grass in the ground, and then used the short knife in his right hand to sharpen the horse's pedal in his left hand......

One, two, three.......

After nearly a hundred strokes, Yang Guang felt that the pain in his hands was unbearable, and it was difficult to support it, however, just as he was about to stand up and give up, he suddenly saw a puff of black smoke coming out of the dry grass, and then a golden flame rising from the smoke.

"Ruoxi, come on, I've succeeded." Yang Guang was ecstatic, calling An Ruoxi in his mouth, straightened his waist and turned around, and collided with An Ruoxi who ran over after hearing the sound, so he hugged An Ruoxi tightly, shook her body vigorously, and kept shouting, "I started a fire, now, we are saved!" ”

An Ruoxi was hugged by Yang Guang at first, her eyes were just staring at the flames rising under the mouth of the shack, and her heart was also full of joy, after a little longer, when she calmed down, she blushed busily, pushed Yang Guang away, deliberately avoided his eager gaze, turned around and picked up a bunch of withered grass, and reminded Yang Guangdao: "Be careful that this fire is extinguished." As he spoke, he carefully added the withered grass in his bosom to the fire.

The snow is still falling heavier and heavier, and it shows no signs of stopping. Although there is a lot of dead grass, it is extremely intolerant to burning, and it won't take long for a large pile of dry grass pulled by An Ruoxi to burn out.

Yang Guang tried to pick up the pine branch that An Ruoxi had chopped off with his knife and added it to the fire, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the pine branch was quickly set on fire and was extremely resistant to burning. So the two of them started together, and they cut down many pine branches and put them into the fire, and when they saw that the fire was getting stronger and stronger, their faces bloomed with joyful smiles.