"Fire is the beginning of civilization."

"Insects are not stinged, and they do not use fire fields. The earliest farming of human race began with slash-and-burn farming!"

"The yang is called flame fire, the anger is called human fire, the heart is called king fire, civilization is called fire..."

"Jiji!"

"Oh, it's time for the fish to turn over. Sorry, it's battered!"

Wild ridge.

A bonfire was lit, and Wang Yu was clumsyly roasting a fish, and a burnt smell came out, making some popularity come out of thin air.

Xiao Hui sat quietly on the big rock next to the fire, watching the grilled fish, saliva flowing.

It has been possessed by Xiao Hui for more than two years.

Xiao Hui still failed to make the truth that he could make fire, which made Meng Xia feel helpless.

Although Wang Yu did not forget to teach Xiao Hui various martial arts during this process, it was really boring to rely on this enlightened way of practice.

The threshold is really too high!

Thanks to Xiao Hui is a monkey, who has no human utilitarianism and is more simple in his mind, otherwise he would have been too lazy to "fire" long ago.

But because Xiao Hui is a monkey, this matter is even worse.

Because Xiao Hui is not an ordinary monkey, but the legendary red-butt monkey!

He has been watching the fire for nearly two years and has not been able to understand it. Who else can understand it?

Not to mention Xiao Hui, Meng Xia is actually "fire" and is about to vomit!

"It's roasted, give it to Xiaoxiao."

"Jiji."

"You want this piece in my hand, you're so greedy!"

"Jijijijijiji!"

In fact, Xiao Hui wants the half of the baked batter.

In other words, Wang Yu left the unbaked half to Xiao Hui.

"By the way, Xiao Hui, haven't you learned to speak yet? Are you a red-butt monkey?"

"Shi~"

That’s the relationship between Xiao Hui and Wang Yu!

Between a meal and a drink, there is nothing exciting, but it is particularly moving.

After possessing Xiao Hui for many years, Meng Xia became more and more familiar with Wang Yu, a saint of later generations.

To be honest, Wang Yu is a very patient, perseverance and even particularly knowledgeable person.

Full of personality charm!

But what surprised Meng Xia was that he had been with Wang Yu for so long that he had never taken action himself except to observe the sky, earth, sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

Not only did he never take action, he even practiced martial arts a little.

This is actually very inconsistent with Meng Xia’s perception!

Fist is not separated from the hand and the mouth, and you don’t practice for three days.

For a warrior, the word "practice" is particularly important.

but.

Wang Yu just never took action!

Perhaps, the difference between the two is too far!

Compared to a year ago, Wang Yu was even more depressed, and the signs of the second disciple of Shanchang Palace in Daqian Academy were not very good.

Especially after Wang Yu's work "Theory of Heavenly Awakening" began to be circulated, Wang Yu was even more rejected by the mainstream of Daqian.

Now, Wang Yu went to visit the bureaucrats, and there was no treatment of a guest of honor, and he was more rejected.

To describe it in the words of Meng Xia’s previous life, it is...political incorrect!

but.

Wang Yu has always persevered!

Of course, Wang Yu was not always "busy in communication", but more about reading, enlightenment, editing books, and preaching.

Mengxia has not wasted the past two years of possession of Xiao Hui.

He has long been familiar with the knowledge taught by Wang Yu.

What's more, Wang Yu also talked about Yang Yan's concept of "refining Spring and Autumn into Iron".

Not only that, there is also a lot of his views and comments.

Time passes.

Wang Yu still encountered walls everywhere, even if it was Meng Xia, he could feel Wang Yu's depression.

But a saint may be a saint. Although he has not yet become a saint, he has already possessed qualities that ordinary people cannot reach.

Even if you have suffered countless blows, you can still quickly adjust your mentality and start over.

Not long after, Wang Yu drove a dilapidated carriage and then encountered a group of bandits.

What Meng Xia did not expect was that Wang Yu still did not take action.

The bandit who did not know Wang Yu's identity directly put the knife on Wang Yu's neck.

After searching all the cars, I only found some books and couldn't even find a tael of silver, the bandits were completely angry.

He irritably tore Wang Yu's works and stepped on them.

Seeing that the master spent countless efforts, writing and deleting manuscripts day and night, adding and deleting dozens of times, Xiao Hui was torn and trampled on, he was completely angry.

At this moment, all the monkey hair on Xiao Hui's body ignited...fire at the same time!

Meng Xia doesn’t know what others feel.

But Meng Xia, who was possessed by Xiao Hui, felt unprecedented.

Once upon a time, Meng Xia felt that blood was blood and he didn't feel anything.

If it weren't for bleeding, maybe the existence of blood wouldn't be felt.

But at this moment, Meng Xia felt that the blood was hot and hotter than molten iron.

That day, Meng Xia felt that blood was like fire and soul was like fire. Everything in the world was red, and a thought could burn everything.

At that moment, Meng Xia forgot about himself and possessing Xiao Hui.

He is the fire, which can burn the sky and boil the sea, and burn everything!

Under Xiao Hui's anger, the bandits collapsed and were frightened.

Xiao Hui’s anger was extinguished by Wang Yu’s help!

I saw that his sleeves were rolled up, and all the manuscripts that had just been torn were restored.

This is the first time Meng Xia has seen Wang Yu take action!

But this time it took action, it was like magic.

Xiao Hui's anger was extinguished!

Then, Wang Yu hugged Xiaohui and smiled like a fool.

"Xiao Hui, you finally understand the truth of fire!"

"Xiao Hui, you finally understand the popularity!"

After knowing Wang Yu's intention, Xiao Hui cried.

Meng Xia didn’t know what it felt, but she felt sad inside.

It was also from this moment that Meng Xia began to regard himself as a saint disciple!

As for the bandits, they were directly "convinced" by Xiao Hui.

Under the strong desire to survive, the bandits knelt down and begged for mercy, and they were in trouble.

"There are eighty-year-old mothers above and three-year-old children below", "harsh governments are more powerful than tigers", "officials force the people to rebel", etc., they even speak out.

certainly.

No one would believe this kind of nonsense!

But what Meng Xia did not expect was that Wang Yu believed it!

I don’t know if it was true or false, but Wang Yu followed the bandits to the village.

The parody is so poor that it is really a busy time when the people are idle.
To be continued...