After coming to this world for so many days, Song Xu also tried to make a fire, such as the most well-known fire-making method of drilling wood, but the theory and practice are completely different. She failed several times. It might be because the forest was too humid and she didn't have enough skills.
She was about to give up, but the surprise came so unexpectedly.
Something appeared in the snake's cave. This should be his old stuff, but he didn't have any reason to put it aside and threw it aside as garbage... He has a good temper and didn't bite her to death when she used it as a quilt in the middle of the night. He shouldn't be angry if he picked up some garbage to use?
Song Xu boldly threw the cave owner's wishes aside. The cave was the most suitable place to make a fire. It was ventilated and it wouldn't suddenly rain in the middle of the night and wet the fire.
Song Xu excitedly scraped back some dry moss, and used flint to make a fire with the combination of wood chips. Flint has a pungent smell, and sparks will fly when rubbed. When it is close to the dry moss and wood chips, the flammable fire starter will soon be ignited.
Treating the smoking small fire carefully, Song Xu slowly placed twigs on it, and waited until the flame stabilized before she sat down beside it.
Feeling the warm and long-lost firelight, a sense of security arose in his heart, as if even the darkness outside was not so scary.
Night had fallen, and Wumu returned to the cave and found the flickering flames at the entrance. Those flames gradually became the dancing figures of the crowd in his eyes.
He remembered a childhood memory.
When he was young, he lived in a tribe. At night, the beastmen of the tribe lit a bonfire to celebrate hunting a "primitive beast". Every beastman jumped and laughed excitedly beside the fire.
He was still very small at that time, with a short tail and a little fat, and he walked clumsily under the feet of the strong adult beastmen.
His mother, who was sitting by the fire, waved to him, and he walked through the beastmen who were like a hill to his mother who was equally strong and tall. In his mother's hand was a piece of fragrant primitive beast meat. He tried to bite it, but was gently pushed away by his mother.
As time went by, the adult beastmen who were like hills in his eyes became people he could look down on, and their eyes looking at him gradually became fearful.
"Heisen hasn't come back for a long time, maybe she won't come back." The beastmen in the tribe talked about his mother Heisen behind his back, "Heisen was conceived outside, Wumu's father might be a primitive beast, not a beastman, so Wumu is a half-beastman who can't completely change his form, and has such terrible power." His
mother left the tribe before he came of age, saying that she was going to find something that could make him completely beastly, and never came back.
"Wumu, if you can't completely beastman when you come of age, you will be expelled from the tribe. This is the rule, and we have no choice."
The tribe members said so, so he left the tribe after he came of age.
The quiet forest, the long solitary life, and the deeper beastization affected part of his perception, making him dull.
Someone was singing in the flames. The singing was not the majestic and powerful voice of the orcs in his memory, but a gentle and sweet tune. He had never heard it before, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue, as if trying to catch the sound in the air.
It was the weak squirrel orc. She was sitting behind the fire and shaking her head happily.
Song Xu saw the owner of the house coming back. He stood at the entrance of the cave with his body raised, staring at the fire in a daze with an expressionless face.
The light from the fire shone on him. It was the first time that Song Xu saw his abdomen so clearly. It also had transitional scales and black patterns, distributed on the waist and chest, like a beautiful tattoo, with a kind of evil beauty.
Song Xu felt a little guilty, just a little.
She smiled and waved at Wumu: "Come and warm yourself by the fire! You're welcome, come and sit down."
The big snake swam into the cave, and swam around the fire. Its tail wrapped around the fire and Song Xu beside it. After three circles, it could even sit diagonally on its tail. Like an innocent boy sitting by the water picking flowers, he leaned his upper body and raised his hand to touch the flame.
Song Xu quickly grabbed his hand: "Don't play with fire, or you'll wet your bed!"
Wumu tilted his head to look at her, his hair slipped off his shoulders and was almost burned by the flames. Song Xu quickly grabbed his hair and pulled it back.
Song Xu, who was trapped in the snake's tail fortress, bravely sat on Wumu's snake's tail as a stool and stuffed a long wooden stick into his hand: "Here, if you want to play with fire, use a stick."
Wumu held the stick and rarely took the initiative to speak, spitting out the word "fire".
Hearing that he was willing to speak, Song Xu immediately became excited: "Yes, yes, it's fire. It was made from the flint found in the cave. You don't mind if I make a fire in your cave, right? It's pitch black at night. Don't you think it's more convenient and comfortable to have a fire?"
"A fire can remove moisture, warm the body, and boil water for barbecue. Orcs also eat barbecue, right?" "
I thought you didn't like fire, but now it seems that you don't dislike it. Then why didn't you make a fire by yourself before? Are you too lazy to make a fire? Don't want to collect firewood?"
...
Wumu said a word, and Song Xu spit out a lot of firewood. Wumu couldn't keep up with her rhythm at all, so he turned his head and continued to look at the fire.
Song Xu: "Why did you turn your head away? Don't you want to chat? No, why are you so introverted? I haven't talked to anyone for a long time. Can you chat with me for a while? Let's talk about some simple topics."
Although there was only one person beside him, Song Xu was talking very lively. Wu Mu felt that this lively feeling was very familiar. Looking at the flickering fire on the stone cave, he slowly said two words: "Dancing."
In his memory, people were dancing at the most lively time.
Song Xu heard: "Dancing? Do you want to see dancing, or do you want to dance?"
Wu Mu didn't mean anything else. After he finished speaking, he moved his body and wanted to go back to his familiar corner. Seeing that he was about to leave, Song Xu quickly grabbed him and said repeatedly: "Don't go, don't go. It's just dancing. I'll dance, I'll dance!"
Song Xu instantly turned into a beast-shaped squirrel. The plush squirrel with red hair supported her waist with one hand and pressed the other hand on her ear, and her fluffy tail behind her was sweeping back and forth.
She stood on the snake tail stage and twisted her waist, completely letting go of her nature. She twisted more and more vigorously, and deliberately made a funny and coquettish pose: "I am the best dancer, squirrel!"
She even walked cross steps on the snake tail: "How about it, are you feral after seeing this..."
Wu Mu was indeed feral - snakes had no power to resist the food that kept shaking in front of them, and he bit Song Xu into his mouth.
His movements were too fast, and Song Xu only saw him suddenly open his mouth and bite towards her. The beautiful face was deformed because of the wide open bloody mouth. When she came to her senses, she was already bitten in the dangerous snake's mouth.
Song Xu wiggled his limbs and said, "Help me! I won't be so mean anymore! ahhhhhhh!"
When Wumu bit the person in his mouth, he remembered that this person was a beastman and could not be eaten, so he opened his mouth and spit out the squirrel in his mouth.
Song Xu cried and sat up, holding her waist, and found that she had no injuries and no pain, but was covered with saliva.
"I am all covered with your saliva..." Song Xu wiped the saliva on his fur, "I don't want to be covered with saliva this way."
"Anyway, Shushu, I don't want to dance anymore."
The culprit who almost sent her away just now suddenly said again: "Dance."
Song Xu looked up and was about to get angry, but saw a smile on Wumu's expressionless face. He smiled.
And he smiled very beautifully.
Because there was a fire in the stone cave, and there was still water in the tree hole that was dug earlier, Song Xu did not go back to her own tree hole to sleep, but still slept in the stone cave, lying next to the fire. As for the ebony, he still returned to his corner, quietly.
The wood dragged back today was hardwood and very resistant to burning. When Song Xu got up in the morning, there was still fire in the fire. She buried the fire to preserve it and started today's work.
A common problem among young people is that they do things without a plan, in a scattered manner, doing this today and that tomorrow. If they are interested, they want to finish it in one go, and if they are not interested, they just give up and don't want to move anymore. Song Xu is not immune to this bad habit.
She left the nest to air for two days and decided to see if the water in the nest has dried up. Unexpectedly, the water in the nest was dry, and her nest was occupied. The
one occupying her nest seemed to be an owl, with big round eyes and two ear feathers on its head, and it looked very cute.
Song Xu reasoned with it: "This is my nest, smell it and see if there is my smell inside? It is immoral to occupy someone else's nest, you know?"
At this point, Song Xu remembered that she had run into the big snake's cave to sleep and make a fire openly, and felt that she seemed to have no right to say such a thing.
Song Xu: "...Okay, since you are so cute, I won't bother with you. You can live here." Anyway,
this tree hole is not finished yet, so she wants to make another one that can shelter from the rain and does not accumulate water on rainy days. This time, she must remember to make it with a door and lock it when she goes out, so as not to find that the nest is gone when she comes back. She
has thought it through. This time, she will dig the tree hole and dig the inside to the sides and upwards, so that rainwater cannot get into the nest and it is also windproof. This is a big project and it cannot be completed in one or two days. Of course, she will still live in the stone cave during this period of time, and she can make a fire in the stone cave at night.
The big snake will definitely not mind being occupied by cute little animals like her!
In addition to digging tree holes, Song Xu spent the rest of her time developing recipes and looking for edible food. She tried to roast various things over
a fire before eating them. The humble mushrooms, the small fish caught in the swamp, and a certain kind of woodrat that she had tried hard to catch. Because she wanted to eat meat so much, she physically saved the not-so-cute woodrat and made a barbecue. Although it only tasted salty, Song Xu, who hadn't eaten barbecue for a long time, was so happy that she shed tears.
Speaking of the salty taste, it came from the large white crystals that were also found in the animal skin bag. She thought it was a stone at first, but she licked it out of curiosity and found it was salty. Then she realized that it might be a seasoning such as "salt", so she used an animal tooth knife to scrape off the powder for seasoning.
Song Xu, who had made a big leap forward in food, ate and drank his fill, and tried to communicate with his roommate in his free time at night.
Unfortunately, the snake was really a cold beauty, and it was not easy to seduce it. Song Xu used the same trick again, leading it to the fire, and jumped around in squirrel form.
As expected, the snake caught it in its mouth again.
Song Xu, who never changed his ways, yelled in the snake's mouth: "Score twice!"
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