Listening to Luo Qi's obvious words, Zhang Chunjun's brows furrowed even tighter. [Ran^Text^Library] []

The old man pursed his lips and was about to continue to ask something, but was interrupted by Li Yuangang.

Looking at the tiredness on Luo Qi's face, Li Yuangang's tone revealed a deep concern and gratitude, and said, "Brother Luo." ”

"If you can't find it, don't check it."

"It's just a little thing, that kind of grain can't be eaten, I think it's those rats dug out of the ruins for some reason, and the number is a little too large and these rats are used as food, nothing unusual."

Hearing this, the smile on Luo Qi's face looked a little bitter, but he still nodded towards Li Yuangang and said, "Yes, yes." ”

"It's something that rats eat anyway, no matter what, no matter what."

Luo Qi waved his hand at everyone and continued to sit still.

The rats on the bonfire gradually showed their bright yellow color under the scorching flames, and their surfaces began to "squeak" and "squeak" bubble.

In the tent surrounding the sheltered area, the aroma of barbecue was also heard one after another.

When Luo Qi's white flames exploded deep underground, the shaking ground alarmed countless rats hiding in the caves, and many of the rats that were alarmed ran into the tents built by the people.

These rats are sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

It is not easy to hunt in the heavy rain, although there are wild boars hunted by Luo Qi, but everyone can only have food, but there is no guarantee that everyone can eat enough, and these rats who rushed into the camp tent in a panic are undoubtedly a charcoal in the snow for those hungry people.

Therefore, when Ouyang Ke and Li Yuangang began to cook dinner for everyone, many people were busy packing up their prey in the dozens of tents around the rain.

Dusk fades and night falls.

In some sudden but ordinary nights, in the dim light of the fire in front of the tent, everyone slowly ate the food in their hands.

Roast rat meat, heart and lung soup.

Only these two things, the same as the chef, the same taste.

But everyone did not dislike it, but carefully chewed every bit of food in the lunch box before swallowing it into their stomachs.

Even a fat man like Kui Yuan gave a thumbs up to Ouyang Ke after eating, and praised: "Master Ou, Master Ou." ”

"You're a chef."

"This meat is roasted, fresh and tender, and the oil juice is bubbling everywhere, and when you take a bite, your lips and teeth will be fragrant."

"And this soup, it's tender and smooth, and the meat in the soup also melts in your mouth, good, good!!"

Listening to Kui Yuan's compliments, Ouyang Ke's old face turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "There, there." ”

"There is no seasoning, you can only do this, just don't dislike it, just don't dislike it."

"Hey!"

Li Yuangang, who had just put down the lunch box, suddenly laughed, and said to Kui Yuan: "Just kidding, rat meat like this can be made into this kind of taste, who else can there be besides my Ou Shi?" ”

"Look at how humble my Ou Shi is, this is the style of a master!"

Kui Yuan said a word, Li Yuangang complimented Ouyang Ke one sentence a word, Ouyang Carving's face was red, and he didn't dare to shout.

After eating, everyone also followed Li Yuangang, Kui Yuan and Ouyang Ke and began to chat.

In the midst of everyone's frolicking, Luo Qi always smiled and looked calm.

He gently put the clean lunch box on the ground, and silently watched the smiles on the faces of the people around the campfire.

It's a really good feeling.

Luo Qi likes this feeling very much, as if people always have to find a home, and birds always have to return to their nests.

As Mori Satoru said, people who walk in the world can't do without sustenance.

And a person who has sustenance is also like a person.

The rain outside the shelter gradually stopped.

The crowd of people who were frolicking had been talking happily and making fun of each other.

In the bonfire, there were bursts of "crackling" sounds, and a few clusters of sparks continued to splash.

Luo Qi added dry firewood to the bonfire to maintain the burning of the bonfire.

It wasn't until late at night, after Zhang Chunjun arranged the candidates for the night patrol, that everyone returned to the canvas tent in turn.

Almost all of them began to rest.

And Luo Qi doesn't want to rest for the time being.

He still thought about everything he had seen before, and he was still worried about the possibility he had deduced, and although the smile on his face had not changed, it was actually full of thoughts.

At this point, he already has great strength, but he is still a human being.

So, he also has something to fear.

Luo Qi, who volunteered to be the first to keep vigil, waited for everyone to enter the canvas tent before coming to the rain shelter alone.

The air after the rain is full of moisture and a hint of coolness.

Luo Qi took a deep breath, and used that coolness to stimulate the somewhat chaotic brain and relieve the complicated emotions in his heart.

"Am I overthinking?"

Luo Qi restrained the smile on her face and frowned tightly.

He frowned and pondered for a moment, then whispered to himself again, "Those things, maybe they really grew naturally?" ”

A sound of footsteps interrupted Luo Qi's thoughts.

Luo Qi looked for the sound, looked behind him, and saw Zhang Chunjun walking slowly, and his brows couldn't help frowning even tighter.

"Headmaster, why haven't you rested?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun smiled faintly, nodded towards Luo Qi, and then walked to Luo Qi's side.

The old man first looked outside the rain shelter, and the dozen or so tents that showed bursts of fire from it took a long breath before saying, "Xiao Luo, the rain has stopped." ”

Hearing this, Luo Qi, whose eyes had been on Zhang Chunjun, nodded slightly, and said with a little snort: "Yes." ”

"The rain has stopped."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun put his hands behind his back and stood silently beside Luo Qi.

The old man didn't speak, and Luo Qi couldn't hold back at first.

He turned to the old man and said in a rather gentle tone, "Headmaster." ”

"You, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun pursed his lips slightly and said, "Xiao Luo." ”

"What did you find before?"

"Everyone is resting, rest assured, the wall has no ears."

Hearing this, Luo Qi was silent for a while, swallowed the saliva in his mouth again, and then took his eyes off Zhang Chunjun's face and turned his head to look in front of him.

He was silent for a while before he said, "Headmaster." ”

"Well, you guessed it, I do have something to hide from you."

"Actually, I may have discovered the possible origin of those green grains that look like wheat grains."

"Oh."

Zhang Chunjun nodded when he heard this, and said, "You said that the birthplace, could it be that those particles are produced in this forest?" ”

Hearing this, Luo Qi was silent for a while, then nodded but paused, and then shook his head again.

"Those particles may not only be here, or they may only be here."