The figure squatting by the river was unskilled in drawing water with his leaves, his hair was scattered, and even if he was brushed by hand, the end of his hair was hanging down to the surface of the water because of his leaning.
Zong Que's footsteps approached, the person holding the leaf got up and looked back, water droplets dripped down the gap between the leaves, because of the water stained and slightly heavy hair stickers on his clothes, his body was slightly tense, but the words he spoke were as gentle as ever: "Although your injury stops bleeding, don't move it first, otherwise once the blood collapses, it will return to heaven." "
Zong Que looked at his clear eyes and slightly tightened fingers, and his side eyes moved to the river and squatted down: "My face is full of blood and sweat, and my eyes hurt." "
The blood-stained dagger was placed in the river, little by little cleaned the blood stains on it, and then it was wiped clean by Zong Que and inserted into the sheath, he bent down slightly, held clean water in one hand to wash the blood and sweat on his face, and the sewage dripped down his fingers, revealing a clear outline little by little.
Gongzi Yue saw him move, his shoulders loosened slightly, and he was a little ashamed of himself for a moment to spend the heart of a villain and the belly of a gentleman.
The water trail in the leaf was dry, and Gongziyue had the intention to draw some more water, but when he saw the figure of the man on the shore standing up, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and said: "At this time, it is better to recuperate." "
"Thank you." Zong Que casually wiped the water stains from his face and got up with his strength.
His movements were casual, although he did not look like the palace nobles who had to be in line with every move, but he did not appear rude, but Gongzi Yue helped him to turn around, and his eyelids gently closed for a moment when he saw the man's appearance.
This man is really a wonderful person.
He only looked at it for a moment and then retracted his gaze, Zong Que was helped by him to sit under the tree, checking the things on his body, but found that even the dagger was secretly worn to prevent accidents, and there was nothing else.
It was getting late, and the surroundings were about to get completely dark, and the jungle wind carried the dampness and coldness of the evening, and the fluttering sound sounded like leaves, mixed with the sound of birdsong.
It's obviously off the beaten track, and it's dangerous once it's night.
Zong Que looked at the humane who was sitting quietly on the side trying to straighten his hair: "Take the trouble to pick up some dead branches and hay and come back." "
Gongziyue looked at him, and a very shallow surprise flashed in his eyes, but he got up and said, "Good." "
There were many dead leaves around, Zong Que sat up straight and cleaned the ground in front of him, made a range with stones, found another dead branch, and sharpened the front end with a dagger that had been completely dried.
Gongziyue put down the dry firewood, and then went to pick it up a few times and asked, "Is this enough?" "
"Pick up some damp, or freshly broken branches." Zong Que picked up one of the dead wood piles and dug a groove in it.
"Why is that?" Gongziyue asked.
Without any dissatisfaction or irritation on his face, Zong Que spoke: "There should be wild beasts in this forest, dead wood burns too quickly, and fresh branches can prolong the fire." "
"So it is." Gongziyue turned and went into the jungle to pick out fresh branches, but fresh branches were no better than dead wood, although they were easy to tear off, but difficult to break.
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