บท 43: Chapter 42 Legends Often Differ from Facts_1

After offering his tribute to the mountain god, Qi Wu hastily gathers with others.

Completely drenched, everyone shivers in the cold wind.

"We'll get sick if this keeps up."

The old hunter goes to a corner, pulls out a handful of firewood, and grins with his big smile, "We hunters sometimes shelter from the rain here, so I left some firewood in advance for today."

Qi Wu is overjoyed: "Thank you so much."

The old hunter didn't mind: "It's nothing, living in the mountains is about helping each other. When the rain stops tomorrow, we'll just collect some more firewood to replace it."

Everyone swiftly piles up the firewood on the burned imprint on the ground. Qi Wu takes out a fire talisman, lights a stick, puts the stick into the firewood, blows gently, and fans it. The firewood is slowly ignited.

All eyes focus on the gradually rising flames, feeling the warmth of the fire, someone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally, we survived."