The simple one is like a stick figure, a few strokes draw a house, the road is two lines, and the locust tree marked with a ghost word should be the locust tree at the head of the village.

He looked at it for a moment, and was really a little confused, was this a kindergarten child who had crossed over or couldn't understand such art with his experience?

I can see that there are additions from later generations, such as crossing out a few places and adding a few new places.

And each place is also intimately marked with a name in Chinese and English, for example, a place with a very simple yin and yang fish is written with the words "beating the guard".

Sure enough, Qingyu guessed correctly, that is the home of the watchman.

There is also the village chief's house, which is a little larger than the other stick figures, and the rest are like what locust tree, pharmacy, etc.

Nothing special, a simple ordinary map with an ordinary village, although this village is somewhat unusual.

"But why is it only inside the village? What about outside? There are so many traversers who can't have gone out without a single one.....

"There's no way the people who drew this map are all in this village, right?"

He flipped over the other side of the map and found it blank except for the ink that had seeped through.

No one has touched ink here.

When he put down the map and wanted to ask Fang Song, he found that the other party had already left and was no longer here.

It walked faster than he thought, and it was silent.

"Then what do I eat?" accompanied by the sorrowful cry in his stomach, Qingyu wanted to cry without tears.

He's just an ordinary person now, he's stayed up all night, and he hasn't eaten until now, and he can't open the storage ring, otherwise he can see if there's anything to eat inside.

Now that Fang Song is gone, what should he do? Do it himself? That's no problem, but here you need tools or no tools, you don't want ingredients or ingredients, you can't just eat Guanyin soil with the northwest wind, right?

"It's a good thing I didn't count every time I used to eat, otherwise I wouldn't have starved to death by this time. ”

He hadn't eaten for several days before, and he had always acted in a state of "sucking the aura of heaven and earth".

As a monk, it's normal not to eat.

Unfortunately, it didn't work at this time, so he took the map and locked the door when he went out, which brought his own key and lock.

He wanted to find a place to eat, but no matter how many times he looked at the map, there was no place like an inn or a teahouse.

After all, there are only so many people left in this world, and it's useless to ask for those.

Even if he had, he didn't have any currency here, or rather, he didn't even have anything of value on him now.

Except for the sword on his waist, the sword was hidden in his clothes early, and it was not seen by Fang Song, and he kept it for self-defense.

Therefore, it cannot be taken out for food.

There's also a storage ring, but that one is even more unlikely.

Walking on the road, he will be baptized by the eyes of the villagers, without malice, just curious, Qingyu is not affected and is still thinking about how to solve the stomach problem while walking.

You can't go out hunting, can you?

It was already dangerous outside, not to mention that with his current small body, maybe he didn't succeed in hunting, but he was beaten by prey.

"Ahem......"

I don't know when someone was coughing behind him, and when he looked over, he could only see an old man with a gray beard.

Apparently it was the person who was coughing, but the person didn't speak, just followed Qingyu, and Qingyu was thinking about his stomach.

didn't bother to take care of the other party, so the other party followed him, coughing twice from time to time, and Qingyu was also very cooperative to cover his mouth and nose when the other party coughed.

In case it was some strange disease that spread to him.

"Otherwise, go find Fang Song. He muttered quietly and took out a map to find the location of Fang Song's house.

That's the kind of person he knew now.

At this moment, a voice came from behind him, "Young man, can't you see me?"

Qingyu turned around and said in surprise: "So you don't just cough?"

The man kept doing this, so much so that he thought it was a tailgating idiot.

"The lad really can't speak. ”

"No manners. The old man didn't cough anymore.

It seems that coughing so much before was all to attract Qingyu's attention.

"Sir, it's not that I don't want to pay attention to you, the main thing is that I want to starve to death, and I don't have the heart. Qingyu clutched his stomach and said helplessly.

"It just so happens that I'm cooking over there, so if you don't dislike it, go to my place to eat. The old man seemed to be waiting for his words.

As soon as Qing Yu finished speaking, he answered.

Qingyu didn't answer, thinking about how someone could be so familiar, or was it boring to stay at home and come to him, a "foreigner", to have fun?

When the old man saw Qingyu's appearance, he probably felt that he had to add a few words, so he said: "I am the village chief here, and I heard that another outsider appeared, so I came to take a look. ”

"It turned out to be the village chief, hello, hello, hello, my name is Chen Rufan. ”

"I don't know how long I'm going to stay here, but it's bothering. ”

Qing Yu changed his attitude just now, and he was extremely enthusiastic, and the village chief said that the other party could decide whether he could continue to stay here or not.

Maybe if you have a good relationship, you can still get the cultivation method from the other party, no matter what, you still have a meal now.

It was this village chief who was eccentric, and he kept a little bit of an eye on it.

The village chief may not have reacted to the change in his attitude at once, and was stunned for a moment.

He laughed and said, "You guy is quite interesting, let's go, go to dinner." ”

Led by the village chief, Qingyu came to the house of the village chief who was drawn on the map, and it was indeed clear that it was different from other houses.

There was a burst of rice fragrance coming from inside, it seemed to be cooking inside, the aroma was tangy, very unique, and Qingyu also felt the "taste" of the aura.

Yes, that's right, Reiki, since he came to this world, he hasn't felt Reiki for a while, and the spiritual power in his body doesn't have a sense of existence.

What's more, it is the aura of the outside world, and it is normal for cultivation to be sealed, but here, in the village chief's house, he actually felt the aura.

Just by smelling this, he felt that something was attracted to him, and he was ready to move.

His face was silent, and he still had the same expression as before, but his heart was already touched.

For the first time since coming to this world, he felt the aura, and he had to find the source, and the source was in the village chief's house.

At least that's where the feeling comes from.

"It smells so good. He approached, and the aura grew stronger.

But he couldn't find out the specific source.

"Incense, this is made especially for you, let's go. The village chief led him and pushed the door in.