Zilu and Yan Hui each came back with a bundle of dry branches, and Confucius was leaning on the carriage in a daze.

There was no fire without fire, so he had to unload the horse and scatter the two horses aside. And then! Looking at the book in the carriage in a daze.

Inside the carriage, there is almost nothing else except for the books. Because this season is early spring, winter clothes are still on the body. So! He didn't bring much of his clothes either.

When sleeping in the wilderness, even if there is a fire, it is necessary to wear more clothes by the time of daybreak. In the second half of the night, even in summer, it is very cool, not to mention that it is early spring.

The early spring in the north is colder than the winter in the south.

"Make a fire!" Zilu threw the bundle of firewood on his shoulder to the ground and said confidently.

Just now! When he took Yan Hui to find Chai He, he bragged a lot in front of Yan Hui, saying how good his ability to survive in the wild was. And then! He also blew his father and ancestors, saying that their family had been hunters for generations, living in the mountains all year round, and had never seen any situation. Even if he met a tiger, he was not afraid.

"The tiger is coming, I'm not in a hurry to fight, I'll see if it's male or female?"

"What if it's a male?" Yan Hui asked.

"I'll kill it?"

"What if it's a tigress?" Yan Hui asked again.

"What about me? Ahem! Zilu wanted to say: I'll it! After thinking about it, he changed his words and said: "I'll catch it alive, give me a baby tiger, and then!" Raise a baby tiger as a family tiger! ……”

"Ahh Yan listened to it and couldn't help but yearn for it: There is a tiger at home, which is more powerful than raising a few dogs.

Zilu said as he squatted down to break tiny dead branches. Then he took the small dead branch aside, and prepared to go to find the dry grass again. Only then did I find out: there was already a pile in the dark.

He asked in disbelief, "Sir?" You? Have you prepared dry grass? ”

"Hmm!" Confucius snorted.

"Then why didn't you light the fire?"

"I can't order it!"

"Why can't you order it? This grass doesn't dry? Zilu asked puzzled.

“……”

"Don't do it, don't be afraid! Grab a small handful of hay, put it in the palm of your hand and rub it, and it will be fine and dry in a while! Zilu said, and immediately started. With feeling, find a handful of the driest dead grass in the haystack and rub it vigorously on the palm of your hand.

"There is no fire dismantling!" Confucius sighed.

"No fireman?" Zilu gave up rubbing the hay and yelled angrily and anxiously.

"I forgot to bring the fire manipulation!" Confucius said weakly.

"You didn't bring anything? How do you survive in the wild? Still sleeping in the open? Zilu jumped up in anger.

"Didn't you say? You? Yan thought back and said: Didn't you say that you were very good? What happened to you?

But in the end, he didn't dare to say it.

Seriously! He was a little scared of Zilu. Although Zilu doesn't beat people, his image is a little scary, who knows if he will be angry and beat people?

Hearing that Yan Hui was about to speak on the side, Zilu held back his anger and said, "You can't live without fire?" Look at me! Drill wood for fire! ”

Talking! I was ready to drill wood to make a fire.

Outcome! Here's the problem again: none of them had knives on them. Without knives, you can't sharpen a branch. Only when the branches are sharpened and the area is small, can they heat up quickly and catch fire when they are rubbed.

In desperation, Zilu had to break the branch from it, and then use the edge of the broken place to rub against the groove on the other side. This effect is worse and the speed is slower, but it will not take an hour to "drill wood for fire".

In order to show his hand in front of the young Yan Hui, Zilu knelt on the ground and rubbed hard to drill wood for fire. Time passed minute by minute, and I don't know how long it took, finally! It's smoking. But! It's just that there is no spark. The smoke grew louder and stronger, giving him a straight cough.

"Ahem! Cough! Ahem......"

Zilu turned the direction and let the smoke blow to the side, don't just smoke your face.

After a long while, a spark finally sparked. But! I just can't get up. After a while, there was a fire, but it did not come out. Zilu stopped digging wood to make a fire, and began to blow into the flames.

"Phew! Sigh! Appeal ......"

Then! From the south gate came the sound of horses' hooves and carriages rolling.

On the official roads of the Song Kingdom, there were few pedestrians. Especially at night, there are no pedestrians. Who?

Confucius couldn't help but get nervous, he beckoned to Yan Hui, and the two went around the corner, wanting to see what was going on?

Zi Lu didn't care about this, and continued to "call", he was about to succeed and couldn't give up.

On the official road, it seems that a horse-drawn carriage has come. A lantern hung in front of the carriage, and the back of the carriage was pitch black.

Seeing that only one carriage came, Confucius was relieved. When he returned with Yan, Zilu had already lit a fire.

Zilu saw that Confucius and Yan Hui had returned, and couldn't help but look proud.

"There's a carriage!" Confucius said to Zilu.

"A carriage came?" Without hearing Confucius's praise, Zilu seemed disappointed. But! Immediately asked in a low voice, "Sir?" You? Wouldn't it be thinking? Think? ”

That means: robbed someone's house?

"There's no one behind!" Confucius added.

"That?" Zilu asked suspiciously: "Did you rob and release people, didn't you kill them?" ”

"You?" Confucius asked suspiciously, "Zilu you?" Do you dare to do it? You? ”

That means: How did you become like this?

"Listen to sir!" Zilu said as he ran over there and quickly extinguished the fire that had just been lit.

"What are you doing? A fire that was finally lit! You? Yan Hui saw it, stepped forward in confusion, pushed Zilu away, and asked.

"Sir let me rob! Homicide! Zilu lowered his voice and said to Yan Hui.

"Sir?" Yan Hui shook his head and said, "How could Mr. let you rob and kill people?" ”

"Said the gentleman! A carriage came, and there was no one behind it. ”

"How could Sir let you rob and kill people?" Yan Hui asked in disbelief.

"Sir has killed people before!"

"Where has the gentleman killed someone?"

"The gentleman said it himself! When I came back from Luoyi, I met a robber on the road, and he killed someone......"

"How could a gentleman kill someone? Sir is the one who saves people! Mr? Sir, this is not? I was afraid that the officers and soldiers would chase after me, so I went to see it. It's just a carriage, and there is no one behind it, which means that it's not the officers and soldiers who are coming......"

"Ahh Zilu came to his senses and shouted anxiously: "My fire!" Fire! The fire is white! The fire is out! ”

"Regeneration!" Yan Hui said.

"You're back! Why didn't you say it earlier? Zilu complained.

Seeing that Zilu had misunderstood, Confucius stood aside and shook his head with a wry smile. I thought: You're tall! What kind of brains do you have? How did you come up with the idea of robbery and murder?

Or Yan Hui is so good, he understands correctly: I'm worried that the officers and soldiers are chasing after me, and I don't know what to do?

(End of chapter)