The pile of firewood was already half a person's height, and several long branches of firewood stretched across the red-haired man's body, connecting the two piles of firewood. Xue Yue finished building it first, so she was not idle. She took out a bag, opened it and grabbed a handful of sticky solid matter. She squatted next to the red-haired man and applied it evenly and meticulously on his body.
"What is this?" The red-haired man doesn't think these sticky goo are any good things.
"Fish oil." Xue Yue answered his question. "You guarded it too tightly and only saved this little. I don't know if it can be used."
The whole bag of fish oil weighs more than two kilograms. It is not easy to hide under the eyes of the other party. In fact, she didn't know what to do with it, she just felt that it should be kept. Now Blood Moon is sure that this must be God's will.
The red-haired man didn¡¯t know whether to cry or laugh. Fish oil is sticky, cold, and uncomfortable to apply on your body. He didn't know whether he should be grateful that this thing could make him die quickly, or whether he should be as sorry as Blood Moon that the portion was too small. But both the former and the latter are inseparable from his own actions.
Hongtong¡¯s place has also run out of firewood. She straightened up and looked at the two pyres, feeling unsatisfied. So he frowned. "It doesn't seem to work." If it only reaches this level, it won't be too spectacular to burn.
"Can't you?" After applying fish oil, Xue Yue casually grabbed a handful of dead leaves, wiped his hands, and stood next to the other party. "Would you like to light a fire first?"
"Don't" the red-haired man shouted urgently, but unfortunately his opinion had no reference value.
"What should I do if the fire can't be burned cleanly? Just watch him, and I'll bring the firewood over again." Hongtong still believed that there should be no regrets. Everything should be as perfect as possible.
As soon as she left, there was only a man and a woman left here.
The red-haired man¡¯s heart started to move again. This blood moon seems to be more polite in speaking, unlike Hong Tong who is always straightforward. Is your heart softer? Is this a chance to maybe convince her to let him go?
So he had nothing to say and asked: "Sister, it's so late at night, it's not easy to pick out firewood, isn't it?"
Xue Yue was a little surprised and reminded: "No need to pick it up. Have you forgotten? You forced everyone to collect a lot of firewood. Xian Lin moved away and thought it was useless and threw it all away. Hong Tong can just go over there and get it." "Having been accustomed to being thrifty, she sighed happily: "It's such a pity to lose such good firewood, but luckily we still use it."
The red-haired man didn¡¯t feel ¡°okay¡± at all. Only then did he remember that this was indeed the case. It wasn't that he had a bad memory, it was just such a trivial matter that he didn't care about at all. He was just instructing a few slaves to do manual labor. He had done many similar things. Sometimes there is no specific goal, I just don¡¯t want them to rest. But he didn't expect that his unintentional move would hit him in the foot again.
He had no choice but to laugh and ignore it. "Sister, do you know how miserable people are when they are burned to death? It is not good to scare many people." At this point, his tone became sinister. "Besides, aren't you afraid of having nightmares after watching this?"
He deliberately created an atmosphere of fear, hoping to scare Blood Moon. However, the other party was completely indifferent. "Why are you always confused? If the gods want you to disappear, how can I possibly leave your bones to scare people? No matter how many you burn or what is left, I will clean them and throw them into the river. Don't worry. She ignored the red-haired man and swallowed hard, and continued to talk to herself: "Having nightmares shows that I have not practiced enough. It just reminds me to train my mind more. Maybe I can get a blessing in disguise. With the blessing of the gods, this is nothing." "
"But," the red-haired man reluctantly suppressed his anxiety and pretended to be pitiful. "Sister, I know I'm a bad person. I've offended you before. If you want to beat me or scold me, just admit it. But I really didn't commit any damn crime, did I? I'm too embarrassed to die in such an inexplicable way. How pitiful!" After that, he couldn't bear it anymore, lowered his head and choked with tears.
Xue Yue looked at him with regret. "It turns out you are still stubborn, but I am not going to convince you. Just cry if you want. There will be no next time anyway."
She responded with a burst of tears. "Oh my god! What mistake did I, Lihu, make to deserve to be burned alive? My ashes will be scattered into the river after my death. My god, I really don't want to die!"
Of course Cang Tian would not answer, but someone answered: "Who said that they would go through water and fire for us, and then forgot about it so quickly? Or was it just talk." Hongtong came back, holding her in his arms Holding a large bundle of firewood.
The red-haired man immediately choked up and lost his voice: "Why so soon!" The return of Hong Tong means that his life has entered the final countdown. If possible, he hopes that she will never come back.
"I'm in a hurry to get you on your way. What if I don't hurry up?"
The pile of firewood was already high enough, and the two women were pressing the new firewood one by one on top of the red-haired man.
The red-haired man finally began to resist crazily.??He twisted as hard as he could to shake off all the firewood on his body, and kicked around with his still mobile feet, no longer caring about the pain in his legs. At the same time, intermittent and heart-rending shouts resounded through the forest again.
The resistance seriously hampered Blood Moon and Red Eyes. The two looked at each other, Xue Yue shook his head helplessly and sighed, then stuck a piece of firewood as thick as his wrist into the red-haired man's mouth calling for help. "Why bother? It will be over if you endure it." He pushed forward with force. At the same time, Hongtong added a rope to the red-haired man's neck, chest, and waist. He could no longer move.
With no more troublemakers, the two women went back and forth, and a primitive fire frame was finally completed. Although a bit crude, it is undoubtedly a qualified work. The red-haired man as the protagonist is completely buried in the pyre and can only show his existence through whimpering.
Like a ceremony, the two women circled the fire frame three times and finally stopped opposite the red-haired man. Xue Yue said: "Hongtong and I have never done this kind of thing. Please bear with me if there is anything wrong with you. Maybe the Immortal will have similar requests in the future. If so, we will remember you."
The red-haired man was already in tears, his nose and saliva were dripping down his chin, and he was urinating and urinating. He finally understood that this blood moon was more vicious than the red eyes with a fierce mouth. Because she can kill you confidently and look like she is doing your best. With his mouth blocked, he could only moan. But how could the two female devils pay attention?
Xue Yue squatted down and took out two pieces of flint from his arms. Thick dead leaves have been buried under the firewood pile in advance.
"Don't be nervous, it will be quick." At the last moment, she still remembered to comfort the struggling red-haired man. She picked up two pieces of flint and tried to calm her breathing. Then he struck with both hands.