C69 The Cave

With the fire, the gazebo got bolder and ordered Fu Rong to pick up more branches. The group slowly moved into the cave. After walking for a while, they arrived at the flat ground. There was actually a large bundle of dry grass in the corner. Everyone cheered even more excitedly than seeing a high bed soft pillow.

They looked at the burn marks on the ground and then looked at the thick layer of white lime buried in the soil around them. Ye Qingcheng knew that someone must have come here often: "It was prepared by hunters who went into the mountains to hunt. There shouldn't be any snakes or insects here. Don't worry, everyone." He was not in a hurry to take care of the place to sleep like them: "Although it is summer, the cave is cold and gloomy." He really did not have any energy left, so he could only order Fu Jiang to burn the bonfire first.

The fire finally started, and everyone let out a sigh of relief. Fu Hua and Fu Rong fell head first on the straw mat, unwilling to get up again.

Fu Ting looked at the two brothers, thinking that since the fire would not catch a cold in summer, he did not care too much about it. He only turned his head to look at Ye Qingcheng, "Brother, how do you feel?"

"I'm hungry..." Ye Qingcheng didn't want him to worry about him, so he deliberately teased: "How about I catch some fish for you tomorrow?"

A wave of sourness rushed up his nose as the pavilion leader quickly turned around: "Brother, just make fun of me. When there is food, you don't care about tomorrow. When there is no tomorrow, it will be too late to think about saving." Despite saying this, he opened his bag and took out a few pieces of cake. Each person took one: "Eat some, eat and rest."

When it was Ye Qingcheng's turn, the pavilion master deliberately lowered his eyes: "Brother, you should be from a great clan. We have implicated you..." He placed the cake in his hand and faintly sighed: "Don't say such things again in the future. No matter what... We will still have a lot of times to rely on you in the future."

After taking a bite of the rice cake, Ye Qingcheng replied, "Got it." Then, he did not say anything else.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally gave the pancake to Fu Jiang. "Xuan Zhi, go to sleep first. Big Brother, you can read books. We will take four hours to rotate the night watch. "

Fu Xuan was about to agree when he saw Ye Qingcheng's pancake fall to the side. He was already sleeping on his stomach. "Brother, I don't think it's good to see Brother Ye." He got up and walked over to try his body temperature. "Oh no, it's so hot." It was obvious that he had overdrawn his physical strength and became muddle-headed.

Fu Xuanzhi had been taught since he was young to repay the kindness of a drop of water in a spring, not to mention the great kindness of sacrificing oneself to save him. Seeing that his savior had suffered a serious injury and had a fever, he could not help but feel anxious. "Big Brother, what can we do without a doctor?"

Fu Qingzhi handed the pancake that he had taken a bite of to Fu Hua. "Take it." He hurriedly took out a few bottles of pills left by the government doctor and said, "The red one is a cold medicine. You should take this if you have a knife wound or fever."

The two of them helped Ye Qingcheng up and fed her the medicine. Fu Huarong spread the dry grass and carefully let Ye Qingcheng lie down. Only then did the few of them realize the situation they were in. The cave immediately quieted down. The youngest Fu Rong even had tears in his eyes.

The few of them silently ate the food into their stomachs. Then, they silently went to the edge of the water and wiped their faces with their hands. They went back to their nests and sat in silence.

With a wave of his hand, Fu Rong leaned to his side. Fu Ting held his head, which was hooked with some dry grass, and asked softly, "Brother Rong, are you afraid?" Before he could reply, he continued, "Big Brother is actually afraid too, but he doesn't dare to cry." After he plucked the dry grass off his head, he said, "Because once I cry, I will definitely scare all of you. So I don't dare to cry. "

After all, Fu Rong understood reason. He immediately understood what Fu Ting meant. "Did Fu Rong scare big brother?"

" Exactly. " Fu Rongzhi used his chin to signal Ye Qingcheng: "You didn't see the wound on his back. If it was any of us, we wouldn't have been able to survive, but he..."

"Of course, Brother Ye is good." The pavilion spoke in a deep voice: "Brother, is studying really useful? In this chaotic world, we don't even have the ability to protect ourselves."

Knowing that his brother's thoughts were somewhat broken, Fu Tingzhi did not dare to reprimand him at this moment. After pondering for a while, he laughed. "This cave was read out by Big Brother. What does Xuan Zhizhi think?"

Fu Xuan paused for a moment. He first looked at his Big Brother's expression and said when he saw that he did not seem angry, "Let me ask you, in this world, how many scholars can reach Big Brother's realm? Not everyone can be a scholar or a scholar."

Seeing that he was about to argue with him, he said, "You think so too?" Perhaps it was because he was used to luxurious food and clothing, or perhaps it was because he saw Ye Qingcheng's wound earlier that he lost his appetite. The pancake in Fu Ting's hand had been eaten for a while, and there was still half left. Because he was unwilling to waste food, he wrapped up the remaining half of the pancake, "Come, come over here. Big Brother will tell you about it." He walked to the stream and dug up a piece of soft mud.

When the few small ones sat beside him, he slowly said, "Great Zhou's defeat is indeed related to the recent generations of emperors prioritizing civil and military. But the scholars in the world do not have any mistakes. You have to clearly distinguish this point. " As he spoke, he used the soft mud to pinch a few small figures with missing arms and legs." Look, do these few small figures all have flaws? "

When they all nodded, Fu Zhizhi opened his palm. There was still some left in his palm. "Xuanzhi, you might be able to squeeze a perfect imp out?"

Fu Xuanzhi received the soft mud in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he returned the mud to Fu Ting's hand and answered with certainty, "No."