After a while, Xiao Yun came back with a pile of mango bamboo branches.

When the Miao man in the group saw it, his eyes lit up immediately, "Wow, young man, where did you find these bamboo branches?"

As he said that, the Miao man "lives" and sat up from the ground, stepped forward and took the bamboo branches in Xiao Yun's arms, touched them, and exclaimed: "What a good guy, these bamboo leaves are all large in size!"

Hu Yueping rolled his eyes and sneered: "Isn't it just a pile of bamboo branches? Could it be that you haven't seen enough in this mountain? Fuss..."

The Miao man glanced at him sideways and said, "What do you know? It's raining so heavily now that no wood can be burned. Only mangosteen branches with leaves can be burned!"

"If this young man hadn't braved the heavy rain and went out to find such a pile of mangosteen branches for us, we would have had to dry and chill in the hole!"

Hu Yueping rolled his eyes and said with some doubt: "Tsk, just a few bamboo branches can burn it?"

"Why can't it be?" said the Miao man: "Don't sit there either. Come and help with your hands. Let's wipe the bamboo branches together."

Hu Yueping twisted his body over with a whimper, hurried in front of the heating machine and said, "I'm wasting my time, I'll do it yourself!"

Chi Hong shook his head, too lazy to talk to him, so he leaned over to Xiao Yun and said, "Master, what exactly do you have in your mind? Why do you know everything?"

"Stop being poor there, hurry up and help pick the bamboo leaves and wipe the moisture on the surface."

Xiao Yun said as he handed Chi Hong a few pieces of bamboo branches, and then started to move his hands.

In the cave, except for Hu Yue who was sitting and unwilling to take action, the three of them divided the work and quickly wiped the water droplets from the leaves of the bamboo branches.

Afterwards, Xiao Yun first gathered three to four bamboo leaves and lit them with the lighter in his bag, and then used the lit bamboo leaves to burn other bamboo branches with leaves.

After piles of bamboo branches were burned, I found some dead leaves in the cave and placed them on it.

"Hey, it's really ignited?" Seeing the fire burning vigorously, Hu Yueping came over with a shameless face, because the cave was too cold.

Chi Hong joked: "Xiao Hu, didn't you just say that we were wasting time?"

"This..." Hu Yueping's face was a little embarrassed and said, "Hehe, I guess it won't take long to rain. We should be able to arrive at Qingfengdong tonight."

Xiao Yun and the Miao man looked outside the cave together, not commenting on it.

I don't know how long it took.

The rain outside the cave was getting heavier and heavier. The sound of raindrops hitting the fallen leaves was very dense, and a lot of water splashed into the cave.

Even though there was a strong wind outside, the cave was quiet.

Chi Hong and the Miao man leaned against the rock wall, and didn't know when they fell asleep.

Seeing that the rain had no sign of getting smaller, Hu Yueping snorted coldly, took out the sleeping bag from his backpack, glanced at Xiao Yun and said, "I don't know who it is, I've been urging everyone to rush on the road. What's the result? Why not stay in the village for another day!"

After saying that, he got into his sleeping bag angrily.

At this moment, Xiao Yun suddenly noticed that something seemed to be moving in Chi Hong's backpack.

He narrowed his eyes, did not make a sound, but pretended to be sleepy, stretched, and then closed his eyes.

Less than a minute later, a rustling sound came from Chi Hong's backpack.

Xiao Yun quietly opened his eyes and glanced at him, and saw a ball of golden thing coming out of his backpack.

After a closer look, I saw that the thing was eight-legged, with a big head and a slight eye, and a golden body. It was the golden silkworm Gu in the village that was feared by people!

Chapter completed!