Chapter 1579: Search

Seeing Zhang Zian abruptly rummaging through the door to find the key, the elves were very surprised.

Facing the elves' questioning, he pretended to smile mysteriously and said nothing, so he would not say that he had seen the key hiding habit of Europeans and Americans from European and American movies.

He inserted the key into the lock hole, and turned it lightly. The door lock was a bit rough after not being used for a long time. He increased his strength, and finally turned it.

Before he could clearly see the situation inside, the dust on the door frame fell, choking him to cough, and he and the elves all took a few steps back.

When the dust at the door settled, Zhang Zian turned on the flashlight to shine into the room, and looked at the furnishings in the room.

The air in the room was very turbid, the floor was covered with thick dust, and cobwebs were still formed in the corners of the walls, but the spider was only a dry shell. Can only sit and eat.

Tables, chairs, simple sofas and other daily necessities are all neatly arranged, and even covered with a layer of white cloth to prevent dust from falling. This proves that the owner still intends to come back when he leaves, but it may be due to the deterioration of the economic situation or other reasons. For some reason, the master never came back.

Fortunately, this village is located in a primeval forest, otherwise, even if the owner leaves for a few days, the glass will be smashed by bear children or teenagers who are bored, or it will be explored as a haunted house, and then they will defecate or graffiti everywhere in the house, saying Maybe it will set fire to the house...

There were candle holders on the table in the room. Zhang Zian walked into the room and lit the candles with a lighter. The warm candlelight drove out the darkness.

He tore off the white cloth covering the furniture, and the room was full of dust. He held his breath and quickly opened all the windows for ventilation.

Because it is close to the sea, there is no wind like deep in the forest, and the gust of wind quickly blows away the floating dust.

Only then did the elves slowly enter the room one after another, looking around curiously.

Zhang Zian went around to other rooms, and opened all the interior doors and windows.

The house consisted of a master bedroom and a second bedroom, each with a bed, as well as a storage room and a washroom, where he found a bucket and rope, which he could use to fetch water later.

There are also tools such as hammers, chisels, and hand saws in the storage room. He tucked the hand saw under his arm to prepare for sawing branches to make fire.

To say that the life of the owner of this house is boring enough,

No Internet, no TV, and the only entertainment device he could find was an old radio, which of course was long dead.

There is a simple hand-made shower system in the bathroom. Hot water is poured into the higher water tank, and the hot water is sprayed out of the shower by gravity.

The mirror of the bathroom cabinet was also covered with a thick layer of dust, making it difficult to see the handsome self in the mirror. He found a cloth and wiped it carelessly twice, at least he could see the figure.

When he wiped the mirror, he felt that the mirror was shaking.

Including the bathroom cabinet, all the furniture in the room is handmade by the owner. Although it is not beautiful in appearance, it is more sturdy and practical. After being placed for many years, it is still as stable as new.

He froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered that the mirrors of bathroom cabinets in Europe and the United States can often be pulled out, and there will be a small interlayer behind the mirror, and Europeans and Americans will put some commonly used medicines in this interlayer, such as TV and movies. There are often scenes like this in the movie-the hero or heroine looks in the mirror for a while, then pulls the mirror away to take out the psychotropic medicine to take... and most of the bathroom cabinets in China do not have this interlayer.

So he tried to look at it from the side, and sure enough, he found a pair of hinges on one side, so he flipped out from the other side.

The hinge was a bit rusty, and it didn't open after a few pulls. He took out a Swiss Army knife and managed to pry it open. As expected, there was an interlayer behind, and as he expected, there were some bottles of medicine in the interlayer. Cans.

He unscrewed a medicine bottle casually. After so many years, the pills in the medicine bottle were still dry and not damp. The expiration date must have expired, but he didn't know how much effect the medicine had left.

The traffic here is extremely blocked. Beekeepers and horse herders have lived in seclusion in the forest for a long time, and they have little contact with the outside world. Their daily headaches and brain fever are solved by themselves, and with their meager income, they may not be able to afford the sky-high medical expenses in the United States, so the mezzanine The types of medicines in the store are more abundant than the usual types of medicines in the family, and there are even unopened disposable syringes.

The medicine bottles are all in English, and there are even crazy Latin words. He compared some possible medicines with the translation software in his mobile phone. Drinking arsenic with a smile is almost the same, but topical medicine and other medicines can make do with it. Put it in your first aid kit together with the syringe, so you are ready for any danger.

With the consumption of materials, his backpack has become much lighter, and he doesn't care about adding this little weight.

As for the other things in the house...he roughly looked through, and there was nothing useful, let alone anything of value, but he found a framed photo on the bed in the bedroom, which confirmed the guess that the owner of the house was an Indian. .

He simply cleaned up the dust in the bedroom and living room. Although he only stayed for one night, he couldn't do too much. Then he started to boil water for dinner and lit the fireplace by the way.

All the elves gathered by the fireplace to enjoy the fire comfortably, knocking on the plates and waiting for the meal, and only he was busy with his own work.

Dinner is still the same as noon. The elves eat roasted coypu meat. He is a combination of rice, wild vegetables and canned food. The kitchen has a complete set of pots and pans. The problem is that his craftsmanship is too trendy and he can’t make it even with kitchen utensils. Here comes a flower.

The wolves are not idle at night, they go hunting on their own, and come back when they are full. They sleep outside the house, and they can be heard chasing each other outside the house.

It is rare to have a shower facility, and since he entered the forest, he hasn't taken a shower for many days, so he simply boiled a few more buckets of hot water, took a shower indiscriminately, and washed his hair that was already sticky like a bird's nest, and he felt refreshed immediately Cool, I feel my body is much lighter, and the sewage almost blocked the sewer.

That night, maybe because he was used to sleeping in a tent, or maybe he wasn't used to sleeping in a stranger's bed, Zhang Zian's spirit was a little high, and he didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night. A double-barreled shotgun pointed at his head, insisting on extorting a huge amount of accommodation expenses from him...

So, eating people's mouth is short, taking other people's hands softly, even dreaming is so tangled.

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