The firewood was recovered, and Yang Ping, who was tied to the tree, did not wake up at this moment. Wang Zhijun placed all the wood on the ground and kept it for Ding Yi to be responsible for making the fire. He went to check Yang Ping's situation.

I don’t know what kind of intention Wang Zhijun was. Seeing that Yang Ping had never woken up, he even reached under his nose to try Yang Ping’s breath.

Zhang Qian found that Wang Zhijun was going to explore Yang Ping's aura, and thought that something happened to Yang Ping, so he rushed over.

But as soon as he arrived, Wang Zhijun breathed a sigh of relief and took his hand back. When Wang Zhijun saw Zhang Qian coming over nervously, he said to him: "Why are you more nervous than me? It's okay, he has nothing to do, don't worry."

But Zhang Qian was not relieved. Although Wang Zhijun had told him that Yang Ping had nothing to do, he actually reached out to try Yang Ping's breath. After confirming that Yang Ping's breath was very stable, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Zhijun said to him about this: "I told you all, he doesn't believe it even if he is fine. It depends on your nervousness, as for it?"

Zhang Qian responded: "Of course, this person is knocked out. If something happens to someone else, I will take responsibility.

Wang Zhijun smiled and said, "Qian, you are no longer confident in yourself. You wouldn't have done this before."

Zhang Qian said: "That's because I haven't met such a big leader before. He has such a high military rank. Of course, I feel a little worried."

Wang Zhijun said half-jokingly: "Then your worries are unnecessary. No matter how high his rank is, he is still a soldier. Our soldiers have very strong physical constitutions."

Zhang Qian said: "We are better, but this leader is very old. Who can guarantee that older people are healthy? Can I treat them accidentally?"

Wang Zhijun said: "You said he was better off when he was old, but he was dizzy now. If he heard you clearly, he might be even more angry."

He quickly looked back at Yang Ping and confirmed that Yang Ping had not woken up. He breathed a sigh of relief. Then he glared at Wang Zhijun and said, "What I'm talking about is the facts, and don't always scare me."

Wang Zhijun said: "Okay, I know you are nervous now, so I won't joke with you. I was just thinking about making a joke to relax you, but Chengyang made you even more nervous. Well, I'll go with Ding Yi."

Ding Yi was making a fire because the wood they found might not be so dry and it was not very smooth. He first used hay and lit it, and then thickened the wood on it. However, as long as the thick wood was put on it, the fire was destroyed by it. I tried it several times in a row, but all of them failed.

Wang Zhijun came over when he saw this situation and said to Ding Yi: "You can't do this. The fire box must rise again. You can't just put such thick wood in front. You should put it in thin first."

Ding Yi pointed to the wood they picked up, and said, "Look at it yourself, are there any thin ones here?"

I took a look recently and said that there was no too much fine wood inside. When he went out to find the wood, he just wanted to find enough quantity, and did not consider the thickness. Now the problem of fire in life is fully presented.

Wang Zhijun said again: "Then won't you split the wood a little thinner?"

Ding Yi simply stopped lighting the fire. He instructed Wang Zhijun and said, "Come on, come on, try chopping me. I really want to know, why did you split the wood thinly without a knife?"

Wang Zhijun smiled and realized that there was no knife in his hand to use, and then said, "Oh, I'm just being hasty. In this way, I'll find a few more thin woods to come back."

The firewood was recovered, and Yang Ping, who was tied to the tree, did not wake up at this moment. Wang Zhijun placed all the wood on the ground and kept it for Ding Yi to be responsible for making the fire. He went to check Yang Ping's situation.

I don’t know what kind of intention Wang Zhijun was. Seeing that Yang Ping had never woken up, he even reached under his nose to try Yang Ping’s breath.

Zhang Qian found that Wang Zhijun was going to explore Yang Ping's aura, and thought that something happened to Yang Ping, so he rushed over.

But as soon as he arrived, Wang Zhijun breathed a sigh of relief and took his hand back. When Wang Zhijun saw Zhang Qian coming over nervously, he said to him: "Why are you more nervous than me? It's okay, he has nothing to do, don't worry."

But Zhang Qian was not relieved. Although Wang Zhijun had told him that Yang Ping had nothing to do, he actually reached out to try Yang Ping's breath. After confirming that Yang Ping's breath was very stable, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Zhijun said to him about this: "I told you all, he doesn't believe it even if he is fine. It depends on your nervousness, as for it?"

Zhang Qian responded: "Of course, this person is knocked out. If something happens to someone else, I will take responsibility.

Wang Zhijun smiled and said, "Qian, you are no longer confident in yourself. You wouldn't have done this before."

Zhang Qian said: "That's because I haven't met such a big leader before. He has such a high military rank. Of course, I feel a little worried."

Wang Zhijun said half-jokingly: "Then your worries are unnecessary. No matter how high his rank is, he is still a soldier. Our soldiers have very strong physical constitutions."

Zhang Qian said: "We are better, but this leader is very old. Who can guarantee that older people are healthy? Can I treat them accidentally?"

Wang Zhijun said: "You said he was better off when he was old, but he was dizzy now. If he heard you clearly, he might be even more angry."

He quickly looked back at Yang Ping and confirmed that Yang Ping had not woken up. He breathed a sigh of relief. Then he glared at Wang Zhijun and said, "What I'm talking about is the facts, and don't always scare me."

Wang Zhijun said: "Okay, I know you are nervous now, so I won't joke with you. I was just thinking about making a joke to relax you, but Chengyang made you even more nervous. Well, I'll go with Ding Yi."

Ding Yi was making a fire because the wood they found might not be so dry and it was not very smooth. He first used hay and lit it, and then thickened the wood on it. However, as long as the thick wood was put on it, the fire was destroyed by it. I tried it several times in a row, but all of them failed.

Wang Zhijun came over when he saw this situation and said to Ding Yi: "You can't do this. The fire box must rise again. You can't just put such thick wood in front. You should put it in thin first."

Ding Yi pointed to the wood they picked up, and said, "Look at it yourself, are there any thin ones here?"

I took a look recently and said that there was no too much fine wood inside. When he went out to find the wood, he just wanted to find enough quantity, and did not consider the thickness. Now the problem of fire in life is fully presented.

Wang Zhijun said again: "Then won't you split the wood a little thinner?"

Ding Yi simply stopped lighting the fire. He instructed Wang Zhijun and said, "Come on, come on, try chopping me. I really want to know, why did you split the wood thinly without a knife?"

Wang Zhijun smiled and realized that there was no knife in his hand to use, and then said, "Oh, I'm just being hasty. In this way, I'll find a few more thin woods to come back."
Chapter completed!