Chapter 1823 Black-Haired Mouse
? After searching through boxes and cabinets, there was nothing worth investigating in this room.
They were basically large items used by various mountain tribes, except for a piece of animal skin with pictures and texts, which only recorded the cooking methods of some food, not to mention books about gods.
After a whole day of searching upstairs and downstairs, Jia Zhengjin found nothing.
And the things he found were meaningless to Jia Zhengjin, so he didn't take anything.
As night fell, Jia Zhengjin, who had made no progress in the investigation, tried to consult old man Moss through Nuwa.
However, this building was no longer the place in old man Moss's memory, and it was completely unhelpful.
Perhaps there were secret rooms like basements or secret rooms?
After all, gods, or disasters, were generally unwelcome among the tribes in this world, and even his fanatics could not reveal their identities?
Following the advice of old man Moss, Jia Zhengjin began to search for basements and secret rooms in the building.
The so-called basement and secret room were not found, but he accidentally found a cave in the corner that allowed him to enter and exit.
Curious to enter the cave to check, it turned out to be a bit similar to the home of the Moss tribe.
This is a rat hole!
Jia Zhengjin made a judgment.
There were some food scraps and daily necessities in the cave, and there were also traces of life, which obviously meant that someone lived there.
But it was of no help to the investigation.
When he came out of the cave and prepared to search the building again, he saw a black-haired rat in front of him as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave, and behind it was a giant reddish-brown centipede.
The centipede was carrying a lot of meat, and even a few giant soldier ant corpses, and was led by the black-haired rat with a bridle.
The man and the rat happened to meet at the entrance of the cave. Jia Zhengjin blinked, and the black-haired rat vigilantly took out an iron weapon that looked like a giant embroidery needle.
The giant centipede behind it also stood up immediately, baring its teeth and claws at Jia Zhengjin, making a threatening sound of "hissing".
"Where did the Ye clan come from?" The black-haired rat looked at Jia Zhengjin carefully,
with a fierce look in his eyes, "What are you doing in my house? Are you going to steal something?"
If it were anyone else, seeing a stranger coming out of their home would have similar thoughts, and vigilance was inevitable.
Jia Zhengjin understood the black-haired mouse's idea and immediately waved his hand and said, "I didn't know this was your home. I just entered by chance and didn't steal anything."
"Keep an eye on him!" The black-haired mouse didn't believe it and ordered the giant centipede. He passed by Jia Zhengjin cautiously with an iron weapon and then quickly entered the cave.
The centipede obediently bent its body to form a circle around Jia Zhengjin, and then stood up with its sharp jaws threatening.
In fact, Jia Zhengjin was not afraid of the centipede at all, even if the other party could swallow him in one bite.
Any attack on himself would be a way to death.
He was curious about why the black-haired mouse could tame the centipede and make it obedient when it was so big?
Or did the mice in this world have the ability to tame animals?
He could leave easily, and the giant centipede couldn't stop him at all.
But he didn't do that. Instead, he stood in the distance and waited quietly.
After a while, the black-haired mouse came out of the cave and appeared in front of Jia Zhengjin: "Fortunately, nothing was lost, otherwise you would not be so lucky! Ye clan, where are you from? What do you want to do in my house?"
Jia Zhengjin is still disguised as a Ye clan member, and his identity is more useful.
Hearing the black-haired mouse's question, he turned around and looked at him: "I did enter your house by accident, so I came out quickly. The reason I came here is to investigate something."
"Are you from the underground city guard?" The black-haired mouse wondered, "No! There should be no Ye clan in the underground city guard!"
Underground city guard? It was the first time Jia Zhengjin heard this word.
"What are your origins? What are you doing here?" The black-haired mouse pointed at Jia Zhengjin with a sharp iron weapon in his hand, vigilantly, "If you trespass into someone else's house, I have the right to kill you according to the law!"
There is such a law?
Jia Zhengjin didn't care. If he could really kill himself, he would thank the other party.
However, it is impossible for others to kill him except gods.
Even gods may not be able to destroy themselves. The gods in the previous world are an example. Otherwise, why would he take the Nuwa to the new world to find a god powerful enough to destroy him?
Facing the unfriendly eyes of the black-haired mouse and the giant centipede, Jia Zhengjin did not have any mood swings. Of course, there was no need to conflict with the other party, after all, he did break into someone else's house.
"I'm investigating the buildings of this mountain tribe and want to know if the owner of this house is a fanatic!" Since the black-haired mouse lives here, he may know something, so Jia Zhengjin simply doesn't hide it.
"Fanatical believer?" The black-haired mouse showed a puzzled expression, "What is that?"
"Have you heard of disasters?" Jia Zhengjin asked.
"Disaster?" The black-haired mouse was slightly stunned and lowered his head to think. After a while, he looked at Jia Zhengjin warily and said, "Why are you asking this?"
"It seems that you know!" Jia Zhengjin's eyes lit up.
"What does it have to do with you?" The black-haired mouse looked unfriendly, "What are you doing here, Ye Clan!"
"I'm looking for disasters!" Jia Zhengjin answered truthfully, "I heard that this was once the home of a disaster fanatic, and the disaster seems to be coming back, so I want to search for some clues."
"Where did you hear that?" The black-haired mouse looked Jia Zhengjin up and down.
The other party obviously knew about the disaster, and perhaps this was a good breakthrough.
He had searched all the mountain tribe buildings, but did not get any useful information. Perhaps this mouse could help.
Thinking of this, Jia Zhengjin tried to ask: "Do you know old man Moss?"
"Old man Moss?" The black-haired mouse's eyes lit up, "My father once mentioned that there was a Moss tribe from another continent who liked adventure. He liked others to call him old man Moss. It seemed that he lived in my house for a while. But that was a long time ago! My father was still alive at that time..."
"So old man Moss lived in your house at that time?"
"Do you know old man Moss?" asked the black-haired mouse.
"Of course! It was old man Moss who told me about this place, so I came here!" Jia Zhengjin responded, "It said that this place was once the home of a disaster fanatic."
"I don't know what a fanatic means, my father never said it." The black-haired mouse relaxed his vigilance and put away the iron weapon in the shape of an embroidery needle. "But I remember that when I was very young, this mountain tribe house was still very dilapidated, and there lived a weird man who was always talking nonsense and often prayed secretly in the secret room late at night. He always talked about some gods, and then my father told me that it was actually a disaster."
"Where is the secret room?!" Jia Zhengjin asked anxiously after finally getting information about the disaster.
"It was said that it was in the past," the black-haired mouse shook his head, "Then the weird man moved away, the old house was completely demolished, and the secret room was filled up, resulting in the current building."
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