Light a Fire, the Kitchen God's Short Verse

Several of the male students had been at it for quite a while, but they still hadn't managed to start a fire.

When they saw me going over to help, they all stepped aside.

Li Xiaomin spoke up as well:

"We've been trying to start this fire for ages, but it just won't light."

Da Fei, a student with a particularly upright-looking face, chimed in from the side:

"Exactly. The paper and charcoal light up, then go out. Light up, then go out.

In broad daylight, it's like we've run into a ghost..."

"How about we borrow some lit charcoal from the people next door?"

A pure-looking female student named Chen Yao spoke up too.

But I waved my hand at that moment.

"No need. It's just starting a fire. I've got it."

Though I hadn't opened my Heavenly Eye, there really was a faint trace of ghostly aura lingering beneath the shade of that tree.

There was something unclean here. Trying to start a fire right in its face—of course it wouldn't light.

So I walked straight up to the grill, lifted it, and shifted it over a little.

"This spot is sheltered from the wind, so it'll be easier to light."

I said it casually as I increased the distance between the grill and the tree shade.

That would also keep us from getting too close to the unclean thing beneath the shade.

So it wouldn't interfere with us starting the fire and grilling...

We should mind our own business and stay out of each other's way.

But the instant I tried to light the fire, I felt a faint chill sweep over me.

The flame on the lighter went out at once.

"See? It went out again."

"The wind here is really weird. It comes in gusts."