Several male classmates have been busy for a while, but they have not succeeded in making a fire.

Now when they see me helping, they all get out of the way.

Li Xiaomin also spoke:

"We've been building a fire for a while, and this fire just can't be lit."

Da Fei, a classmate who looks very upright, also echoed beside him:

"But no, this paper and charcoal will be extinguished when they are ignited, and they will be extinguished when they are ignited.

In broad daylight, it's like a ghost......"

"Why don't we go next door and borrow some pieces of charcoal that have been ignited?"

A female classmate named Chen Yao, who looked relatively innocent, also spoke.

But I waved my hand at this time:

"No, just light a fire, I'll do it."

Although the eye of heaven is not opened, there is indeed a trace of ghostly aura lingering in the position of the shade of the tree.

There's dirt here, and it's weird that you put it on someone's face and light it on fire.

So I went straight to the barbecue, lifted the grill, and shifted the position:

"This position is leeward, better to ignite!"

I said it lightly, pulling the distance between the barbecue grill and the shade.

This way, you can also avoid getting too close to dirty things in the shade.

lest the other party interfere with our lighting of the fire......

Our well water does not interfere with river water.

However, the moment I lit the fire, I only felt a slight chill hit me.

The flame on the lighter was extinguished instantly.

"Look, look, it's extinguished again."

"The wind here is weird, and it's coming out of nowhere."

"Forget it, I think it's better to borrow a few pieces of charcoal from someone else!"

“……”

I didn't say anything at first, just glared at the shade.

At the same time, he said to all the students:

"Don't worry, let me teach you a sentence, when our hometown is old, when the fire is not lit, we will read the poems of the Lord of the Stove, and I will try and try."

When all the students heard me say this, they all showed embarrassed expressions.

"Really, fake."

"In my family, I don't have the habit of worshipping the Lord of the Stove."

"Just blow it! I think it's better to borrow carbon from someone else. ”

"We haven't been able to light it for a while, maybe there is something wrong with our ignition materials."

“……”

My classmates gossiped and didn't believe me.

But I didn't argue, just smiled indifferently and whispered:

"The ignition reflects the yin and yang world, and the light shines on the sky.

Yin and yang are intertwined to show vitality, and the growth of all things depends on this source.

Start a fire and cook a meal.

Don't burn the trees, don't burn the sky. ”

Between words, I flicked the lighter again.

With a "click", the lighter in his hand was instantly lit, and the fire was bright.

It also ignites the igniter quickly, and the flame is vigorous.

When everyone saw this, they were all surprised:

"It's on!"

"I'll go, it's really useful!"

"It has to be blessed by our stove prince! Hahaha! ”

"Don't you want to be so feudal and superstitious, but this is too effective, right?"

“……”

Everyone was pleasantly surprised, surprised, even amazed.

Everyone lit the fire for almost ten minutes, but they didn't light the ignition.

I tried this twice, and I recited a poem from the prince of the stove, and the fire was ignited.

Only Li Xiaomin looked at me meaningfully.

After all, you know that I'm a bit of a Taoist......

I laughed and didn't argue:

"Do you want to learn?

I can teach you that when you don't catch fire in the future, you can give it a try. ”

The short poems were not learned in my hometown, but in my master's codex.

The name of the poem is "Borrowing the Language of Fire".

It is indeed a poem about borrowing fire from the king of the stove when he borrows fire.

It's almost useless now.

But in the old days, when there were no lighters, no matches, and flints were rare, it was not easy for ordinary people to start a fire.

In the rainy season, it is common for households to borrow fire, and it is like now that the natural gas "clicks" twice.

At that time, the incense of the stove lord was very prosperous, and there was also such a poem about borrowing fire.

In this way, he asked the king of the stove for mercy and gave fire to cook.

And borrowing the fire mouth poem, it also has the effect of shocking evil spirits.

Probably speaking, it is only natural for me to cook on the fire.

Whoever interferes is against the sky and dissatisfied with the Lord of the Stove......

A few male classmates were not very interested in my fire-inducing verse, and they just felt that I had gone out of shit luck.

Let me pretend to be forced in front of the door of my female classmates.

However, Li Xiaomin and a few female classmates felt novel.

I thought this folk verse was interesting, so I read it a few more times.

They don't know if they remember it, but I ignited the fire.

And soon, the charcoal was ignited and it was ready for barbecue.

I didn't leave, I just stood there and grilled skewers for everyone.

Everyone was very welcoming and came to help.

They talked a lot about recent work problems, graduation problems, relationship problems, gossip about their absentee classmates, and their hopes for the future.

It's very laid-back, very relaxed and not stressful.

Going out once in a while to grill a skewer and have a chat can really relieve stress.

When everyone wasn't paying attention, I grilled some meat skewers and put them in disposable cardboard boxes.

He placed it in the shade of the previous tree and whispered:

"Everyone comes out to play, just to have fun.

A bowl of side dishes is not a tribute. ”

With that, I put the cardboard box full of roast meat and vegetables in the shade of a tree, and then turned back.

And by this time, it was getting dark.

Although there are many campers in Sankei Park, most of them do not choose to stay overnight.

One after another, they all began to pack up their tents and leave, and the number of people returning began to increase.

And Li Xiaomin and others are planning to play all night.

We all sat together, drinking wine and eating small barbecue, watching the sunset, so happy.

However, just when everyone is leisurely.

Not far from the highway avenue, there was a sudden loud "clang" and a piercing brake sound.

Then, a scream was heard:

"Oh my God! Dead man, dead man......"