Bai Xingye fell for nothing, with half of his body pressing to the ground.
He grimaced with pain.
Bai Zhi’er quickly ran over: "Sixth Brother, are you okay!"
Bai Xingye stood up and patted his robes.
A chicken feather still landed in his hairpin.
Bai Xingye’s brows and eyes were deeply displeased, he pursed his lips and said: "Forget it, it got away this time, it’s its luck. I’ll roast some wild vegetables for you."
Hearing about food, Bai Zhi’er’s eyes lit up.
However, when it came to making a fire, Bai Xingye just couldn’t light it.
Rubbing the two flints back and forth only produced tiny sparks, but failed to ignite the dry grass.
Fang Wushen couldn’t stand watching anymore from the side.
He came over and offered: "Sixth Prince, let me try."
Once the flint reached Fang Wushen’s hands, it was like it came alive; after producing tiny sparks, Fang Wushen moved his hand closer to the dry grass, and it instantly caught fire.
The small fire soared, red flames rising.
Bai Zhi’er immediately clapped her small hands: "Brother Wuxi, you’re amazing!"
Bai Xingye let out a low snort.
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Soon after, Bai Xingye skewered the wild vegetables he had picked onto wooden sticks and set them over the fire to roast.
Fang Wushen looked at these wild vegetables, knitting his brows: "These vegetables seem..."
Bai Xingye raised his eyes impatiently, staring coldly at him: "What is it, Second Young Master Fang wants to give advice again?"
"No," Fang Wushen shook his head: "I just find them familiar, as if I’ve seen them somewhere."
Bai Xingye laughed: "They’re all over the mountains, what’s strange about that."
As the flames gradually charred the wild vegetables to a reddish and then blackish state.
An indescribable strange smell wafted out.
Bai Zhi’er, who was initially sitting on a stone like a well-behaved baby waiting for a meal.
However, when she sniffed with her little nose, her chubby pink cheeks also showed a trace of confusion.
"Sixth Brother, what’s that smell? It’s kind of smelly."
Bai Xingye, being the closest to the wild vegetables, smelled the odor even more intensely.
Yet he endured the confusion.
Wild vegetables are just ordinary wild vegetables, why would they smell?
"It’s not smelly, maybe the wood skewering the wild vegetables has a smell. Let me try flipping it over."
Bai Xingye flipped the skewered wild vegetables to the other side to roast.
Unexpectedly, this seemed to have ruptured a bag of stench, releasing an indescribable smell that spread explosively at once.
Bai Zhi’er’s little child voice carried panic: "So stinky! Sixth Brother, what is this stuff!"
The students playing around also detected the unusual smell, and they all covered their noses—
"What’s that smell! So stinky!"
"Who soiled their pants?"
Some couldn’t stand the smell and started gagging by the creek.
Fang Youzhen hurried toward Bai Zhi’er.
She saw the few wild vegetables on the fire stick that had turned completely red and black from the roasting.
"These are stinky food, you can’t eat them, why are you roasting them? Quick, get water to put out the fire and throw the stuff into the creek!"
Bai Xingye himself was almost unconscious from the smell but still tried to maintain composure by throwing everything into the creek.
Mo Yanchi hurried over: "What’s going on!"
Sitting on the stone, Bai Zhi’er, her small body swaying back and forth as if she couldn’t sit still.
Mo Yanchi quickly supported the little fellow’s body: "Little disciple, are you alright?"
Bai Zhi’er’s big eyes glistened with tears, and she murmured: "Master~ Sixth Brother’s stuff almost made Zhi Bao pass out from the stench!"
The stinky food certainly lived up to its name.
Even after the fire was out, the smell continued to torment everyone.
So Mo Yanchi decided to lead the students to move forward a bit, to leave this place for now.