By the time Yan Yuheng came to his senses, he was already standing in the place where the army was stationed and temporarily buried in the pot for cooking, and he was now surrounded by an iron pot buried in the ground and cooking.

Under the iron pot, there is a crackling firewood, and the flame burns along the edge of the pot.

Yan Yuheng's forehead was instantly overflowing with sweat, and his footsteps froze in place.

In Qingfeng Valley, there is a cook who cooks for the disciples, and he only needs to eat the cooked food, even if he is close to the kitchen, it is only outside, and he will not approach the stove.

As long as there is a fire, he will not come near it, including candles, and he will not use it.

At night, darkness is the only thing that accompanies him.

It was the first time in many years that he had stood directly in a pile of earthen stoves, surrounded by burning firewood.

The palpitations made him breathe hard, and the scene of being surrounded by flames resurfaced in front of his eyes.

It was only before he completely fell into a panic that he felt his fingers touch lightly, and then they were held tightly.

"Don't be afraid, you're safe, don't be afraid, I'm still here."

A warm voice came from his ear, gently comforting him.

The touch in his hands and the sound in his ears instantly shattered the illusion that had just appeared in front of his eyes.

Yan Yuheng blinked, coming back to his senses from his fantasy.

Xi Fan waved his hand to the soldiers who were cooking and were about to salute when they saw her coming, signaling that they didn't care about her and just kept busy with themselves.

When Yan Yuheng came back to his senses, he slowly took his hand and walked to an earthen stove on the very edge, before this earthen stove had completed its task, and a soldier was about to extinguish the fire inside, but was stopped by Xi Fan.

Letting the soldier go to do something else, Xi Fan took Yan Yuheng to the side, looked into his eyes and said softly: "How about always eating dry food, I'll go make you something to eat, you just stand here and wait for me for a while, the young master will accompany you, okay?" ”

Yan Yuheng looked at the person in front of him, looking at him so seriously, his beautiful eyes were full of expectations for him, which made him nod unconsciously.

When he reacted and agreed to stay by the earthen stove, Xi Fan had happily let go of his hand and sorted out some ingredients near the earthen stove.

When I was slightly panicked and at a loss, I looked down and saw the young master squatting at my feet, grinning as if he was laughing, and my heart gradually settled down.

Fortunately, the young master has always been by his side, otherwise, there would be a fire not far away, and he would definitely run away now.

It's just that he doesn't know that Flowing Fire is not laughing as it seems, but really laughing.

When Yan Yuheng unconsciously agreed to stay where he was, he secretly smiled on the side: Didn't you stop the confusion of beauty, even psychological trauma is not an opponent, tsk.

Accompanied by a flowing fire, even if Yan Yuheng looked at the fire not far in front of him, he could not help but not escape, although he felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he did not hallucinate again.

Soon, Xi Fan simply prepared two dishes, put them in a bowl and put them on the side of the earthen stove, then extinguished the fire in the stove and walked over to him.

"Let's go, let's see if my cooking is good."

Yan Yuheng looked at the earthen stove buried in the ground tangledly, although he watched Xi Fan extinguish the fire, but there was still smoke floating out inside, so that he couldn't lift his feet and walked over.

"Don't worry, the fire has been extinguished by me, I promise not to hurt you, trust me." Holding his hand again, Xi Fan looked at him with a smile, waiting for his response.