I've never heard of the red-haired dinosaurs of the Ding Ding tribe being so interested in the smoke from burning plants. Whether it is the Muslim tribe or the pharyngeal tribe, I have come into contact with a lot of old dinosaurs with high morality and experience, but they have never talked about sucking Niko's hook, which shows that this river is not only the communication between red-haired dinosaurs, but also culture.

From the conversation between the stove and the chimney, I can fully feel that they have a soft spot for Niko, and for them, this enjoyment may outweigh the desire for food or even for the opposite sex.

The so-called masters here are actually the female dinosaurs of the Ding Ding tribe, and their level is not clear to me, and it is difficult to see it from the surface, but judging from their speech and demeanor, at least they feel that they belong to the upper class.

No further ado.

There are all kinds of indications that this pit has not yet been opened. As far as I can suppose, they put the dry branches into the pit, and then they burned them in their own way, and when the burning was almost over, the smoke was gone, but the temperature was very high, so they put the leaves on top of it, because they were dry leaves, and they would burn in an instant, and the predators would stretch out the long bucket and suck it in vigorously, and the smoke would naturally go down the bucket into their mouths.

Haze Ye says:

"Everyone's here, should we begin?"

"Don't worry," said the chimney master, "Gu Long Youyun 'Have friends from afar, how can we be slow to treat guests from afar?'

Everyone focused their eyes on us, and two red-haired dinosaurs actually offered to give us their buckets, and asked us to taste the first bite of Niko, and we hurriedly waved our paws, indicating that we had not smoked this kind of thing, and everyone could enjoy it. We'll just watch from the sidelines.

After we repeated our pushing, they stopped insisting and said that when they had finished enjoying themselves, they would invite us to eat fruit and introduce us to the chief, and we would return the favor and thank them. Stand next to them and see how they smoke.

The chimney said: "Let's start, Master Haze, you will preside over it." ”

"Okay," said Master Haze, "let's get started." ”

After he finished speaking, he hummed in a low voice, and the sound was so small that it could pass between two adjacent tail hairs. You'd be mistaken for a mosquito vibrating its wings not too far from your ears.

Everyone listened with bated breath, and the air around them seemed to freeze. I don't know if it's because the surroundings are too quiet, or because the haze is singing higher and higher, but I just listen to the voice gradually getting higher, and it is becoming more and more pleasant.

Seven red-haired dinosaurs sitting around danced to the rhythm of the bucket in their claws, and they cooperated very tacitly, as if every move and style had been rehearsed for a long time.

The young female dinosaur, who was crouching next to Niko's hooked leaf, picked up a large leaf and fanned it against the fire pit, each time it was fanned. The color in the fire pit became even redder, and the rhythm of the fan was the same as the rhythm of Haze's chanting.

Fan and fan. The leaf suddenly broke off from the petiole, and the leaf drifted into the fire pit, and the moment it fell into the fire pit, a puff of green smoke rose, saying that it was too late, and that time was too fast. The puff of green smoke had already been greeted by a bamboo pipe stretched out, and not a single wisp ran out. The leaf suddenly turned into a fire, and then quickly turned to ashes.

All eyes were on the red-haired dinosaur who sucked in the smoke with a bamboo tube, and she was the old man known as the stove master. Haze Ye was still singing, and her eyes fell on Stove Ye's Dou and face.

The stove's bucket and mouth are connected. Her front paws grabbed the bucket away from the fire pit, and we could see that the inside of the bucket was all blue smoke, and it was about to spill out from the outer end, but it didn't overflow, just protruding slightly, like a bubble.

The stove master removed the claws from the bucket, only with the mouth tightly biting the bucket, with the head up and down left and right movement, the bucket also moved flexibly, the bucket seemed to dance in the air in general, very beautiful, the six red-haired dinosaurs sitting together put down the claws in the bucket, together clap the claws, the mouth continued to make the sound of cheers.

The bucket danced and danced, and suddenly froze in the direction of the upward, the bucket was facing the sky, and it was still for a while, and suddenly, the protrusion at the exit turned out, turned into a round ball and slowly rolled out, slowly flying towards the sky.

Everyone didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of shattering the ball.

The ball flew high before it burst, turning into a cloud of green smoke, and soon nothing could be seen. Just when everyone looked down, countless circles suddenly appeared at the exit of the bucket, only flying towards the air, and when they reached the air, those circles showed their own abilities, jumping, jumping, spinning, expanding to the large, to the small, deformed, in short, each has its own form, there is no similarity, one after the other, so that you are dazzled.

I have never seen such a wonderful performance, I can't complain that Master Stove is so confident, and everyone welcomes her so much, it turns out that she has such skills, it is really amazing.

After the stove master finished the performance, the haze master shouted three times "huhuhu", the young dinosaur who was guarding next to Niko Yigou, threw those leaves into the fire pit, and suddenly a thick smoke came out of the fire pit, and the seven bamboo pipes moved forward together, and the smoke was captured by the bamboo tubes, and after a while, from the mouths and noses of the seven red-haired dinosaurs, they floated around, and the seven red-haired dinosaurs coughed almost at the same time. The young red-haired dinosaur who had just thrown a hook into the pit for them had been standing outside the circle at some point.

Vermilion pulled me straight back.

The pile of leaves soon turned into a fire, and under the burning of the fire, it also quickly turned into ashes, and the whole process of sucking the nico hook ended with the burning of the leaves. In any case, this process is very enjoyable, which shows that what Zao Ye said before is not false, and it is really a culture, but unfortunately, this culture is only in this tribe, and other tribes have not heard of it.

"How's it going, kids?" said the stove suddenly.

"It's amazing," I said, "I've never seen such a wonderful performance." ”

"It's over," said Zao Ye, "This performance of mine is only a folk performance, and the skill is less than one-tenth of the official one, and the name of our tribal leader is called Seeing Flowers in the Fog, so the performance is called first-class." (To be continued.) )