"Li you --"


    Zhuo gave a clear and crisp song and happily agreed with Ye Xi''s suggestion.


    The next moment, a person and a fierce bird move very quickly together to drill into the jungle, faintly can hear the fire feather bird frightened shrill sound.


    Before long, ye Xi returned with a full load.


    Ye Xi caught ten flamingos.


    The size of the Flamingo is similar to that of a peacock. It is not too big. One is not enough for him, the king of stomach. So he tied the body of the Flamingo with vines, and carried the ten flamingos back with the cane.


    Zhuo is more troublesome. Even though he is powerful, he can only use his two claws to return and put his prey because he can''t use tools.


    "One, two, three, four Twenty eight heads


    Ye Xi counted the bodies of the fire feather birds on the ground, and found that Zhuo had caught 28 birds to make their own dinner. The death of these Flamingo birds are the same. They were all shocked to death by the singing of Zhuo. The bodies are very complete. They are much cleaner than the headless birds of Ye Xi.


    "So much, let''s get started."


    Ye Xi rolled up his sleeves and began to deal with the body of the Flamingo.


    The blood of the Flamingo is also delicious. He drinks up the water in the copper pot, infuses the blood, and then squats on the ground to pluck and dissect the Flamingo. Because Zhuo was raised by him since childhood, he also likes to eat cooked meat, so he has to deal with a total of 38 flamingos.


    After ye Xi finished the treatment of three flamingos, Zhuo flew back.


    "Bang!"


    Before Zhuo falls, a black stone ball with two people''s height smashes to Ye Xi''s side in a terrifying manner, making a pit on the ground.


    Ye Xi turned his head and found that it was a huge watermelon worm like a small elephant. It''s just that it''s covered with black and bright carapace, and it''s a ball, so at first glance it looks like a stone ball.


    But this watermelon insect is really harder than the hard rock. When it is smashed down from such a high altitude, there is no trace on his body. I don''t know where Zhuo found the best insect.


    Zhuo flew down, with a long beak to fiddle with the watermelon insect, found that can not find the flaw, throat issued a strange coo cry, and then it will take off to the high altitude, and then it will crash.


    Over and over again.


    In the jungle, there was a terrible dull sound, which scared the nearby creatures into silence and moved away from them.


    Ye Xi laughed indulgently: "still play addiction."


    After all the fire feather birds were disposed of, ye Xi built several simple stoves with wooden piles, and piled up dead branches and leaves under them. Finally, he strung the flamingos on the branches like roasted chicken.


    Zhuo didn''t know when he flew down, folded his feathers and squatted beside him. He looked very clever.


    Ye Xigang took out the flint to start a fire, and Zhuo puffed a white flame at the dead tree branches, and suddenly the withered tree branches lit up a strong golden flame.


    "Gaga, good job!"


    At the beginning, Zhuo couldn''t control the flame well. When he helped Ye Xi ignite, he always burned the branches into coke. Unexpectedly, this time, he became proficient in the fire spraying technology and knew to spray it from a distance.


    Ye Xi ignited all the small stoves, and then put up five strings of fire feather sparrow meat at one time, and let the fire tongue slowly roast the bird meat.


    Zhuo waited for a while to feel bored, and then went to smash that watermelon insect to play.


    Even though the shell of the poor watermelon worm was very hard, he couldn''t help smashing it. Finally, he was on his last gasp. His body stretched out and showed his fragile belly.


    Zhuo is also tired of playing, with a long beak ferociously pecked to death the watermelon insect, and then like eating crayfish, slowly pull out the watermelon insect''s shell, peck the insect meat a little bit, right as a small point before the meal.


    Gradually, the fire feather bird meat began to ripen.


    The outer layer of the bird meat is roasted golden brown and crisp by the fire, and ziziqi is bubbling with oil. A wonderful smell of meat breaks out, straight into the nose of one person and one pet.


    "PATA!"


    The insect meat in the mouth of Zhuo falls.


    It''s a pair of eyes straight on the fire feather sparrow meat, almost as if stuck to the above, half of the silk can''t move. Finally, Zhuo couldn''t help it, his eyes were green, and he came close to the fire feather and tried to smell the aroma.


    Ye Xi pushed away the huge fluffy bird head of Zhuo and said, "it will be ripe after the meeting, don''t make trouble!"


    Zhuo slanted his head to please Ye Xi, and his throat gave out a chirping voice, listening to the hearts of the people are going to melt.


    This coquettish voice reminds Ye Xi of Zhuo''s lovely appearance when he was a child. He can''t help touching his soft feathers and saying in a warm voice, "eat a few raw cushions first."


    After hearing this, Zhuo looked up and swallowed a few fire feather birds. After a while, he felt uncomfortable because of the aroma. He flew to the distance and grabbed ten flamingos and threw them at Ye Xi''s feet.


    At this time, the first batch of flamingo meat was completely cooked, and the hot and white air was bubbling, and the explosive fragrance was scattered hundreds of meters away with the wind.


    Ye Xi was also tortured by the fragrance. After throwing a string of flamingo birds to Zhuo, he couldn''t wait to grab a bunch of bird meat that chewed a large mouthful of fragrance.


    Although the outer layer of the flesh of the Flamingo is roasted golden and crisp, the meat inside is snow-white, and the silk is clear, fresh and incomparable. After swallowing, it still has the fragrance of teeth and cheeks.Ye Xi narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.


    "The flesh of this Flamingo is really excellent! I''m afraid any seasoning will spoil its taste. Just put a little salt on it


    "None of the meat I''ve eaten before is comparable to that of the Flamingo. I heard that snow camel meat is as famous as the Flamingo, and I don''t know what kind of delicious it is."


    "I can''t imagine..."


    The first Flamingo ate it up unconsciously.


    Ye Xi was like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. Before he tasted it, he suddenly realized that the ginseng fruit was gone


    Fortunately, he roasted five bunches, and just wanted to get the second one, he found that the stove was empty, and the remaining four strings of flamingo meat disappeared.


    Ye Xi was stunned and looked up.


    Zhuo lowered his head, opened a pair of beautiful and clear Phoenix eyes, looked at him innocently, and his beak had bright oil stains.


    Ye Xi grinded his teeth and continued to bake.


    This dinner was eaten by one person and one pet until midnight. There was no left of the fire feather birds around. The ground was covered with sparrow bones, and the ground was covered with thick coke ashes. There was no clean place for feet. Finally, we had to change places for the night.


    The next day.


    Ye Xi wakes up.


    He smashed his mouth and felt as if he still had the wonderful taste of flaming finch.


    Ye Xi patted the big guy who was sleeping behind him and said, "Gaga, I decide whether my breakfast or the Flamingo. How about you?"


    "Li you!"


    Zhuo chirped clearly.


    Ye Xi jumped to his feet full of vitality. He just wanted to start, but suddenly he saw something on the tree not far away, and his eyes suddenly froze.


    "This is..."


    He walked slowly to the tree.


    There was a rough round mark on the trunk of this tree.


    Ye Xi touched it with his fingers. It was obvious that the round mark was not a mark left by living creatures, but was chiseled out by someone with a sharp stone.


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