Chapter 539: The Sharp-Beaked Bird (Three Watches)
When Jeno asks Sindra about it, she doesn't speak freely, but she tells Jano what she can say.
After getting along for the past few days, Jeno has almost mastered Sindra's behavioral logic, personality characteristics, taste preferences and even height measurements, but he doesn't know the specific age and menstrual period.
He concluded that Sindra was the kind of character who would be revenged, and that she wanted to find the Ionian soul simply to settle accounts with it, for more than a hundred years trapped in dreams.
And the logic of her behavior is also very simple - she will do to others what others do to her, and she is super doubled.
She was ostracized and betrayed by the Ionians, so she also hated Ionia.
She will return a tooth for a tooth and return a hundredfold.
If it weren't for the fact that some of the Ionians had dissolved the killing intent of the Ionians and made her feel the killing intent of the Ionians, then she would have slaughtered the Ionians without saying anything, whether they were innocent or not.
So Jeno's kidnapping of Sindra so that she didn't encounter the actions of those few informants played a crucial role in her change.
How important is that?
If it weren't for Jeno, the Ionians would have seen a hill fly over their heads, and the meteorites alone could have destroyed countless houses, and Sindra could have dragged the hill over the bazaar and thrown it down, punishing the innocent people inhumanely.
At that time, it would be difficult to correct her.
The night came.
Jeno and Sindra didn't go out of the forest, so they found a stream to spend the night.
And now, it's time to prepare dinner.
In order to avoid being hostile to the firstborn land, Geno's ingredients were brought from all over the world by Tamu from all over the world, in order to minimize the harm to the flora and fauna here.
Sindra was told by Jeno to pick up branches and leaves to make a fire, and she could still accept this order to the limit.
But what annoyed her was that Jeno had to ask for dead branches and leaves, and he didn't want it if he still had vitality, which was not conducive to making fire and was not easy to harmonize, which made Sindra feel very troublesome, but she still endured it for the sake of her stomach.
Sindra brought back the firewood as Jeno had requested, and was bound into a bundle by telekinesis and thrown in front of him, just as he had just disposed of the river fresh that Tamu had brought back.
He expertly dissected the belly of the fish, removed the entrails, and salted and roasted it, while Sindra sat down on a cleaner stone and watched Jeno prepare dinner, which she didn't float in the air all the time, and fell when she slept.
Sindra loves the spicy smell of grilled fish, as this is what she smells when she first meets Jeno.
But not all living beings can appreciate the culinary culture of humans, and where they can't see, the whole forest begins to unfold.
Fire! It's fire!
The roots of the trees spread their cries, and most of the forest heard their alarms.
The nervous sassafras tree informed the robins of the human fire, which in turn told the butterflies. And once the butterflies know any secrets, then the forest knows it all.
Only Aion could hear the sounds, so the helpless animals and plants all came to him.
Enthusiastically led by a little squirrel, Ion walked towards the campfire in the forest. He walked through the jungle with flowers under his feet, and the alarm of the sassafras trees was already boiling.
"They broke off the dead branches of the trees, cut off the hard dead skin, and threw them all into the fire!" The little squirrel had a bulging mouth, its gills stuffed with food, and its voice was muffled.
"I'm guessing you've picked up a lot of nuts, humans don't like nuts." Ion let out a chuckle, and the little clever ghost saw the bad good.
"Four!" The little squirrel chatters.
"All they take away is dead branches and leaves, parts of the tree that they don't need, and they don't feel pain because of it, which is not necessarily a bad thing, because it speeds up the cycle of life. The fire produces smoke, which is absorbed by the leaves and eventually becomes part of the tree. ”
Aion patiently explained the cycle of life to his fellow forest companions around him, and the little squirrel chewed his mouth as if he didn't understand.
"They're going to make me a roast chicken!" At this time, the sharp-beaked bird came out to complain.
"Roast chickens need to be sprinkled with salt, and they squeeze salt out of my body!" The salt snail said slowly.
"They are brutally roasting the carcasses of fish, they are burning the mountain!" The lynx fears that the world will not be chaotic.
The ivory chrysanthemum, which was about to wither, said before dying that it was kissed by a woman and became wilted.
made the stone giant Xiaoju also startled, because she loves flowers very much, especially chrysanthemums.
Aion stroked Daisy, dissipating the gloomy negativity and using magic to make it stand up again.
Then it tells them to hide themselves until the threat passes.
It pretended not to notice that Ju had been following it, even though she felt that her stealth skills were top-notch.
"Okay, okay, I'm going to stop them."
The urging of all spirits made it quicken its pace, and a wisp of human smoke appeared in front of it.
"That's them!" The little squirrel pointed to the two humans around the campfire and beeped loudly.
The sudden chirping alerted Syndra, who looked back into the dim forest, but saw nothing.
"What's wrong?" Jeno noticed her puzzled expression and asked casually.
"All of a sudden, I felt a little itchy in my nose and I felt like sneezing." Sindra said.
"Is someone scolding you behind your back?" Jeno chuckled and sprinkled a handful of spices on the grilled fish.
"I'm scolded every day, and if there was any connection between sneezing and being scolded, I would have been scolded to death, maybe stimulated by the smell of spices."
Sindra pursed her lips, a rare hint of a smile, nothing more than a contemptuous one.
"It's baked."
As soon as she finished speaking, the grilled fish in Jeno's hand was taken away and flew in front of Sindra, and the many dinners together had already made her eat without any surprise.
But the temperature is something she can't control, except for the subjective factor of being calm and naturally cool, spiritual magic can't control the temperature. So she had to pout like a mortal and blow away the heat from the grilled fish and let it cool down as soon as possible.
Just as Sindra was about to bite into the most tender fish belly, an outside voice came to their ears.
"Friend, can you not rush to eat first? The fire you lit frightened the whole forest, and I suggest you put out the bonfire before you talk. ”
"Who!" Sindra was like a kitten that had been stepped on its tail, and her white hair immediately fluttered wildly, and the person also floated into the air, and the stone that had just been sitting was manipulated by telekinesis, and smashed in the direction from which the sound came.