Zhu Dinghong and I divided five by two, and used four legs together, and after a while of dust, the fireworks were finally extinguished for us. Just as we were about to leave here and rush to another fire point, we found that the red-haired dinosaurs that had been sitting around the fire point had changed their position - from encircling the fire to surrounding me and Vermilion.

For the red-haired dinosaurs with mental problems, we naturally will not meet them in general, and the most important thing now is to fight fires, and the treatment of psychotic dinosaurs is not our strong point. But when we tried to push them away, they held us tightly in the middle.

I didn't have time to listen to what they were muttering, and to put out a fire was to save my life, so I said in a loud voice:

"Please get out of the way, we're going to put out the fire, it's too late. ”

"Save yourself first. One of the red-haired dinosaurs that surrounded us said.

It didn't look like a mentally troubled red-haired dinosaur said it, and I heard it in a cold voice, like the feeling of standing by the river on a winter morning.

"Do we still need to be saved, what to save?" we asked as we calmed down, puzzled.

"You have a mental problem. "It's that voice again.

This confuses us, Zhu Dinghong and I thought they were mentally ill, but now they also think we are mentally ill.

It seems that we have a misunderstanding with each other.

So, I had no choice but to report to my home and say:

"We are young people who have just crossed the river from the Pharyngeal Tribe, and we found that there is a fire here, so in order to prevent a forest fire, we ran to put out the fire. ”

The red-haired dinosaurs listened. He laughed, and the encirclement was automatically dissolved. An old man-like red-haired dinosaur said:

"Don't be surprised if you don't know, the fire here doesn't need to be saved, kid, you're doing it too much. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he coughed a few times.

I was reminded of the time when I was looking for pine nuts and dried fruit in the forest where the fire had just been extinguished. The scent still seems to be in my mouth and nose. Could it be that the red-haired dinosaurs of the Ding Ding tribe roasted dried fruits or pine nuts over fire to eat?

If so, I'd have to admire them. It seems that this is a very advanced tribe that has learned to use fire wisely, and for the first time in their case, fire dominates a force of nature, thus separating the red-haired dinosaurs from the animal kingdom. I think I should have a reason or an obligation to bring out this advanced thing here. Let the red-haired dinosaurs of many tribes learn from them.

"Admire, admire," I said, arching my paws, "I didn't expect your tribe to be so advanced and have learned to use fire, and as far as I know, this should be the only tribe that is unique." ”

The old man smiled. Said:

"Indeed, as you said, there are sixty-four tribes under heaven. Among them, there are sixteen in the west, except for the Ding Ding tribe, all of them smell the fire and change color, and regard them as flood beasts. There is only the Ding Ding tribe, but they can't do without fire every day, and the fire is here. It's become a tame little dinosaur. ”

After saying that, the old man coughed a few more times.

I admired them more and more.

At the same time, I also regretted Peony, Peony didn't do it with the ready-made tribal leader, and had to follow me around, I didn't understand him. I thought he was deliberately pretending, but now that I think about it, it is indeed from the heart. He wants to go out and walk, and if he sees and hears more, he will gain more knowledge. If you are entangled in mundane affairs too early, you will lose many opportunities to increase your knowledge.

At this time, the old man invited me to eat the pine nuts and dried fruits roasted by the fire, and the fragrance seemed to have entered my mouth, and then soaked my whole body down my esophagus and trachea.

The old man no longer spoke to me, but lay down on the fire I had just extinguished, and his two forelimbs laboriously knelt on the ground, and from time to time he used one of his forepaws to remove the dirt that had just been covered.

The dried fruit may have already been roasted, and I think the old man did this because he wanted to take out the dried fruit or pine nuts that had been roasted and entertain us guests from afar.

The place where the fire started was a dug pit, in the shape of a circle, about 1.5 to 2 meters in diameter, and about half a meter deep, because there was burning firewood and earth and stones that we threw into it, so the exact depth is still not very clear, and can only be estimated.

The old man tried to blow in his mouth as he moved the earth out, and then sniffed it with his nose, and I watched his nose twitch and twitch, thinking that it was because he smelled the aroma of the roasted dried fruit, so it was so.

Look around, the other red-haired dinosaurs don't know where they went, I know in my heart that this place not only has advanced experience in using fire, but also politeness, this pit fire was originally owned by everyone, and the dried fruits and other things baked in it must have been collected by everyone, because of our arrival, everyone took the initiative to give up their share. And put it into action directly, instead of first using your mouth to humble it, and then reluctantly leaving, then there is a suspicion of pretending.

And now, they are not pretentious, it can be said that it is just right, which shows that the people here are simple and simple, and they are really a model for all tribes to learn.

"It's a pity, it's hopeless. I don't know when, the old man had already stood up, his face was gray, and there was a lot of dirt on his knees and paws, and in addition to the soil, there were ashes formed by the burning of black and gray plants and trees. It's funny.

"What's not saved?" I don't understand, could it be that the dried fruit is not roasted well? it is just half-baked? it is nothing, anyway, the raw is quite delicious, we are not picky eaters, please rest assured.

"The fire is gone," the old man looked at me and said helplessly, "and the fire that was finally lit was extinguished." ”

After speaking, the old man shook his head incessantly.

I regret my reckless actions, if I had asked them, such a thing would not have happened, I thought that these red-haired dinosaurs were neurotics, but in fact, how can there be so many neuroses gathered together in this world? It seems that this pit fire is not easy to come by, otherwise, the old man would not have sighed like this.

Since the matter started because of us, we should naturally help to remedy it, so I said:

"This matter is all caused by our reckless actions, and we should naturally be responsible, may I ask the elderly, what should we do to remedy it?"

"You can't make up for it," said the old man, shaking his head, "do you know what's in this pit?"

"Isn't it just some grass and trees?" I asked, puzzled, and I suddenly seemed to remember something again, so I continued, "Is it fragrant wood?"

It's strange, didn't they choose to set themselves on fire? They're not pterosaurs. (To be continued.) )

PS: What the hell is going on, can you guess it?