Zhang Hazi did not speak, but turned his head and raised his ears, as if listening to something.
I asked him, what are you doing?
He speaks and listens.
I suppressed the anger in my heart and asked again accurately, what are you listening to?
He said, listen to the sound of the sea crying.
bass!
I pulled out my sword and was about to slash at Zhang Hazi!
You broke the jar and set yourself on fire, so I tolerated it, but you are still here to read the lyrics with me!
But Zhang Hazi was not moved at all, but continued to listen attentively. Facing the menacing me, he just picked up the bamboo stick in his hand and touched my chest with the tip of the stick, signaling me not to move.
At this time, Wu Tinghan said, "The fire has burned across the other side."
When I heard this, I quickly turned my head and looked around, and then I saw that the room we had been in before was instantly on fire, and then burned vigorously towards us.
Let me tell you, why don't you run away and stand here waiting to become a barbecue?
Zhang Hazi ignored me and remained in the same position for a while while listening to the sound of Hai crying.
After a while, he spoke to me with a solemn expression, Ha Tui Tui, we only have this one chance, whether we can survive depends on this Ha Tui, we must see the right time, don't make a mistake.
Listening to what he said, I knew that he had really thought of a way. Even though this method sounded very fucked up, I could only do it. After all, I had no other better way.
I asked, when will it be released?
He said, just listen to my command.
Only then did I understand that Zhang Hazi was not listening to the sound of Hai crying. He was clearly listening to the burning of the will-o'-the-wisp.
But he has always been such a person. Even if the sky falls, he can still maintain an optimistic attitude, so he can make a comeback in desperate situations again and again.
I looked at the green flames in front of me like an arrow leaving the string, burning half of the reed marsh we ran through at an extremely fast speed. At this moment, Zhang Hazi finally spoke to me. Say, now!
Hearing this, without saying a word, I threw the yellow talisman that I had already held in my hand toward the reeds outside the circle. I made a heart-fire hand seal on my hand, igniting the yellow talisman, and then a green flame suddenly shot out. The reeds and the ground in front of me were burned completely.
Just like before, after the flames passed, the exposed parts were covered in patches of darkness, just like standing on the top of a cliff in the dark and looking down into the abyss.
Seeing this scene, I finally understood why Wu Tinghan and Chen Siqing didn't use this will-o'-the-wisp when they were on the highway. It wasn't that Wu Tinghan didn't know that the fire could burn the painting, but that they were also there at that time. In the painting, if the fire is burned, they themselves will be burned to death.
But if that's the case, what's going on with Zhang Hazi now? Wouldn't he die faster if he set a fire like this without any precautions?
After all, once this will-o'-the-wisp burns, it will burn in all directions, and there is no way to control the direction with human power alone. And unlike the real world, as long as it is in a painting, this will-o'-the-wisp will basically burn whatever it encounters, and there is no reason at all.
But just when I thought that the flames were going to burn towards us soon and engulf us, I saw Zhang Hazi suddenly picked up the bamboo stick in his hand and pointed it at the burning green flames in front of him across the void. After a moment, he opened his mouth, blew a breath, and said, "Give it to me!"
Then, a magical scene appeared!
I saw that the green flame I had just released, which was originally uncontrollable by human power, seemed to have eyes. Not only did it not spread towards us, but it spread to both sides and went straight towards the fire ahead. Direction jumped out like crazy!
How is this going? !
Has Zhang Hazi resumed his craftsmanship? !
I stared at Zhang Hazi with wide eyes, and the excitement in my heart was immeasurable.
But Zhang Hazi ignored me at all. He still listened with his ears straight up as before, completely treating me as transparent air.
I wanted to ask again, but I was interrupted by Wang Minghua. His eyes widened and he asked me, will you be able to control the direction of fire droplets?
How do I know when I learned it? I'm confused too!
I wanted to ask Zhang Hazi, but he was still the same as before.
So I turned my head and looked over, and then I saw that the small handful of fire I set was jumping towards the direction of the fire in a destructive manner, burning everything it passed, whether it was reeds or the land below. Not even the dregs are left.
When this small handful of green flames jumped crazily towards the fire, I realized that the fire I set out did not spread towards us at all, but left a huge gap between us and the fire. Yes, an unbridgeable gap!
And after the small fire met the big fire, the two flames collided, and after burning the last thing, there was nothing left to burn, and then they went out one after another without any warning and silently!
And when I looked at the gap that I had burned with will-o'-the-wisps, and then at the pitch-black world in front of me, an unreal feeling suddenly arose in my heart.
Wang Minghua looked at me, and I looked at Zhang Hazi and asked him, when did you recover your craftsmanship, why didn't you tell us?
Zhang Hazi directly pulled the bamboo stick over and said, if I restore my old craftsmanship, will I be trapped in the painting and not even know I am old?
This said, not only me, but also Wang Minghua and Wu Tinghan beside me blushed.
Indeed, I have no idea how we got trapped in the painting again.
So I asked again, since you have no craftsmanship, how do you control the direction of the will-o'-the-wisp? Don't tell me to imitate Zhuge Liang's east wind?
Zhang Hazi said, "You set fire to fire, don't you even know it?"
Let me tell you, I only know how to set fire. When did I learn to control the direction of will-o'-the-wisps?
Zhang Hazi said, which one tells you how to control the direction of fire droplets?
Let me tell you, since you haven't recovered your craftsmanship, if I hadn't subconsciously controlled the direction of the fire, why didn't the will-o'-the-wisp burn towards us, but instead burned straight towards the other side of the house?
Zhang Hazi listened carefully for a while, and after making sure that the green flame was completely extinguished, he sighed and told me, I told you a long time ago that when you are old and ugly, you should read more, but you refused to listen. Now you know your knowledge. Faced with poverty and old age?
I glanced at the bamboo knife in my hand and said, if I chop you now and throw you into the painting, wouldn’t the police be able to do anything to me?
Zhang Hazi said, you are a college student who is always ready to stab someone with a knife? We are all civilized people. Can you learn from me and be more steady and gentleman?
I blew my sword and said, if you say any more nonsense, I will show you what you are saying. You are so prudent!
As soon as Zhang Hazi heard that my tone was wrong, he hurriedly explained, "Do you know that the wind is a natural thing?"
I said that the hot and cold temperatures are different in the two places. The air in the hot place is thin, and there is more air in the cold place. The more air will jump towards the thin air. This jumping process is wind.
Zhang Hazi pointed at the dark place in front of him and said, it was the same thing just now. When the fire burns most of the reed marsh, the temperature of the air in that area is heated up. At this time, if we light a small fire again, the fire will definitely jump over there.
It turns out that this is the case. No wonder Zhang Hazi asked us to run forward. It turned out that he wanted to leave enough world for the fire to heat up the air in that area.
No wonder Zhang Hazi had to wait until the fire burned half of the reed marsh before he asked me to set the fire. Because he knew that at that time, no matter how big the fire was on my side, it would definitely not be able to make the air temperature here higher than that over there.
However, I didn't feel the wind at all just now. Why did the will-o'-the-wisp I released still go that way?
Zhang Hazi pulled it over with a stick and said, "will-o'-the-wisps, will-o'-the-wisps, even if there is wind, it's still ghost's wind, and only if you can feel it can you feel it!"
I later learned that this kind of wind does not blow in from the outside, but has a force that sucks in from the direction of the fire, sucking in all the surrounding flames, which is why I can't feel the wind. .
If you really have the opportunity to observe a wildfire, you can clearly see that in the absence of external wind, the direction of the flame of the wildfire is always towards the burned place. It is because the air temperature in the burned area is high and the air pressure is low, so suction will occur.
I actually learned this principle very early in geography class, but I never thought that it could be used in this way when encountering wildfires. And I don’t think anyone would use this method as boldly as Zhang Hazi. After all, if you don't master the speed a little bit, you may burn yourself to death first.
For this reason, I also specifically asked Zhang Hazi if he could save himself in this way if he encounters a mountain fire in the future.
Zhang Hazi said, there are many bald grasses on the mountain? If you have nothing to say, run to death, or wait until you are burned to death.
Sure enough, the right time, right place, right people, and the right people are both indispensable.
No wonder Zhang Hazi said before that when he built such a large reed swamp, he originally thought that we would be burned to death, but in the end, he was really clever but was mistaken for his cleverness.
After the threat of the will-o'-the-wisp was gone, we were in a much better mood. I looked at the sunny sky behind me, and then at the pitch-black abyss in front of me, and I couldn't help but ask Zhang Hazi, what should we do now?
Zhang Hazi thought for a while, and then asked me, "Did you just say that it was pitch dark ahead?"
I nodded and said, it’s darker than your heart.
Zhang Hazi frowned, and then he suddenly whipped out a bamboo stick, which made me grimace in pain.
I held the bamboo knife and was about to attack without showing any signs of weakness, but Zhang Hazi handed me the bamboo stick directly, and then said seriously, if you want to hit me, use as much force as possible.
I don't know what he means, but how could I let go of such a good thing? So I took the bamboo stick and prepared to draw it. But just when he was about to take action, he suddenly reached out to stop me. Instead, he called Wu Tinghan, whispered a few words in her ear, then walked to the edge of the cliff and told me that I can grow old.
So I raised the bamboo stick and planned to whip it down hard, but when I started, I still held back a little strength, and only heard a snap sound, and slapped Zhang Hazi firmly on the body.
I thought he would hide after hearing the sound, but I didn't expect that such a smart man would not hide this time. He just stood there and let me slap the stick.
I asked Zhang Hazi, are you crazy again?
But he didn't reply to me. Instead, he asked me, "Does your back hurt?"
I shook my head and said, I slapped you, does it hurt?
He pointed behind me, and I turned around and saw Wu Tinghan holding the judge's pen in his hand. Looking at the posture, it looked like he was pulling it out from my back.
Let me tell you, what kind of tricks are you playing?
Zhang Hazi took the bamboo stick from my hand and said, I know how to grow old when I go out.
