Li Xuanchen understood for half a second, then nodded and said: "In short, it's just unreliable."

Wang Jun's ears moved slightly and he didn't look back.

Click! Click! Click!

The butterfly knife fluttered and danced, spreading its wings and revealing its sharp edge.

The belly of the marrow-sucking eagle was hollowed out, and that part is where the weird mouthparts and weird human face might be.

Wang Jun glanced at it twice, but still felt that it was not straightforward enough, so he walked around the bird.

The marrow-sucking eagle is so big that the entire abdomen is not needed, and the finished chicken can be eaten by six to eight extraordinary beings with huge appetites.

Pulling out the dragon tooth dagger, Wang Jun raised the knife and drew his bow from left to right.

Brush! Brush! Brush...

The abdomen, the buttocks, and some unsightly internal organs were all separated.

The edible parts of the marrow-sucking eagle are wrapped in leaves, a pit is opened in the center of the campfire, and the wrapped "chicken" is thrown directly into the pit.

Fill in the soil, tamp it down a few times, and then reset the bonfire.

As the flames burned, Wang Jun turned his back to the flames, faced the jeep, and said with a smile: "You can eat in an hour."

Li Xuanchen raised the skeleton in his hand and said, "Ajun, I'm really a little hungry. I've already eaten in advance. Let's go get some sleep first. I have to keep vigil in the middle of the night."

Wang Jun's eyebrows raised slightly, "Huh?"

Li Xuanchen felt so guilty that he jumped to the back seat of the carriage and lay down.

The shadow reflected on the edge of the bonfire was like a devil's hand, reaching towards the jeep, firmly covering several windows, preventing any light from entering.

Wang Jun shifted his gaze and looked at Feng Xiao.

Patting the wolf's skeleton with his left hand and caressing its belly with his right hand, Feng Xiao said calmly: "I was so hungry just now that I couldn't hold it back. I also ate."

Faintly feeling the thoughts of his companions, Wang Jun's face twitched slightly and he turned around and said, "Brother Wu, what about you?"

Sun Buwu shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, they ate so deliciously, so I just joined them."

After a brief pause, he smiled warmly and said, "You are a newbie, so you may not be used to eating raw food all the time, so I will leave this big bird to you alone."

Wang Jun: "You don't think highly of my craftsmanship?"

"It's nothing," Sun Buwu turned his face to the side in a subtle way, "Ajun, don't think too much about it."

Feng Xiao shrugged and said nothing, but had a wicked smile on his face, as if to say:

"Hey hey hey, I'm waiting to see you get into trouble."

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the orange-red afterglow of the setting sun disappears at the end of the sky, and the bright moonlight first appears, piercing through the cracks in the sky in the east.

The huge bonfire seemed to have become colder, the wilderness became vast and empty, and all the aberrations that could be seen during the day were gone.

The light between heaven and earth has completed its alternation, but the time of encountering the devil has not yet ended.

The ground rumbled and shook, the turf not far away split, the soil loosened, and an octagonal altar made of stones slowly rose.

The loud sound of the horn passed by my ears, the unintelligible shouts of killing grew louder and smaller, the air was filled with the smell of burning gasoline, and the turf on the ground was seeped with brown blood out of thin air.

Wang Jun's pupils shrank, and he felt like he was instantly on a battlefield.

Bullets passed through the air, swords slashed, and hazy shadows appeared, but nothing could touch him.

"Don't wander around, let alone go to the altar. You must restrain your curiosity." Feng Xiao came nearby quietly and held Wang Jun's shoulders.

Wang Jun looked back and realized that he was far away from the jeep and had unknowingly walked to the edge of the firelight from the bonfire.

"Sister Xiao, has this wilderness changed?"

"Your perception is very keen." Feng Xiao grinned and patted Wang Jun's shoulder hard, "There is a rule in the wilderness that all demigods must abide by."

Wang Jun hummed slightly, his rising nasal voice fully expressing his doubts.

Feng Xiao explained: "Lighting must be done at night, and it must be an open flame. Also, you must speak as quietly as possible."

"No wonder Sister Xiao, you built such a huge bonfire." Wang Jun smiled and walked back to the bonfire.

Sitting on the roof of the jeep, Sun Buwu waved and said, "Ajun, don't you want to know the reason?"

Wang Jun said: "I have to restrain my curiosity."

Feng Xiao followed Wang Jun's footsteps and sat next to the bonfire with his big horse and golden sword.

"Very good. With these words, you won't have too many accidents in the wilderness."

"That won't work. A strong man must never lose his curiosity."

Sun Buwu jumped up, took a step in the air, and stood next to the bonfire.

Pointing to the stone altar not far away, he said: "This thing is called the Wilderness Altar. It belongs to the Wilderness Temple. It is a very ancient force. They are born in the wilderness and grow up in the wilderness. They constantly fight against aberrations.

But they are not completely human, and they always maintain some superstitions that we cannot understand."

Feng Xiao frowned and glared at Sun Buwu, "Wang Jun is not even level 3 yet. You are harming him by telling him these things in advance."

"No, his combat power is already comparable to level 3." Sun Buwu shook his head, "So, he is qualified to know some secrets."

There were sparks in the eyes between the two of them - the kind that meant they were about to have a fight.

Wang Jun took one person with one hand and pulled them to both sides of his body, "Hurry up and smell it, the aroma of roasted chicken is floating in the campfire."

"Roast chicken?" Sun Buwu raised his eyebrows, "You mean that marrow-sucking eagle?"

Wang Jun nodded and asked, "Don't you think this aroma is very exciting?"

"Hey, it seems..." Feng Xiao kept twitching his nose, "It smells a bit fragrant."

Wang Jun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, pointed at the bonfire and said, "Try my craftsmanship later."

Sun Buwu shook his head quickly, stepped back, and jumped onto the roof of the jeep with steps that shrunk to an inch.

Feng Xiao hesitated for half a second, "Do you really know how to cook?"

Nodding slightly, Wang Jun chuckled teasingly: "Don't underestimate the skills a young man has developed since childhood."
Chapter completed!