An Yizhi didn't know much about Western food, and he didn't have much interest in understanding it, because he felt that picking out one of the eight major cuisines of the Celestial Empire alone was enough to beat the whole world.

Although this idea is a bit biased, it is not unreasonable, especially when An Yizhi is used to eating his wife's home-cooked food, and he always feels very bad when he goes to eat Western food, which is quite a kind of 'this Nima is something that people eat'? Such feelings.

Therefore, Ann's impression of Western food is only bloody steak, 82-year-old Lafite, and red wine stewed snails.

Especially the dairy products in front of him, he hated it even more, every time he drank milk, he would inevitably have a loose stomach, and he couldn't leave the toilet for a long time.

This is not a special case of Ann Yizhi, most Asians are unable to digest the lactose in milk, which will be broken down into gas and water in the stomach, and the result is a loose stomach.

Similarly, many people in Europe and the United States who can digest lactose are unable to digest seaweed or kelp, and they lack a special enzyme in their intestines.

Therefore, it is impossible to comment on whether 'one pound of milk a day' is good for the body, anyway, the dairy merchant's wallet is strengthened......

Let's get back to business.

The cream stew is a thick soup made with diced vegetables and meat with milk and wheat flour, and Ann flicked it with a wooden spoon and suddenly felt that it was actually vomit......

However, the owner of the house was watching from the other side, and he was embarrassed to pour it out, so he had to put a spoonful in his mouth to try the taste.

Outcome......

Does it taste good?

Mainly because walking in the rain for nearly an hour made Ann Yizhi feel that his hands and feet were frozen, and the hot meal and the warmth of the fireplace made his hands and feet feel good again.

It stands to reason that with An Yizhi's character, he will not eat what strangers give him casually, and if it is drugged, An Yizhi's ending will become a meat cube on someone's plate......

Of course, this is the case, but in the game, there should be warnings, but there is no need to be too much, after all, this is only a copy of normal difficulty, and there is no Cthulhu element, and the system generally does not make this kind of trap with a very high hit rate and no warning.

The old man saw that An Yizhi was eating very deliciously, and he also showed a rather kind smile:

"It's a kind of fate to meet in this bad weather, and I'm Godwin, the owner of this hut."

Godwin continued:

"You can stay here, I guess the weather will be much better tomorrow, and I can drive you down the mountain."

It sounded like a rather enthusiastic old man, and An Yizhi simply borrowed the donkey from the slope to thank the other party.

"May I take the liberty of asking? Why do you live in the mountains? ”

Godwin smiled:

"It's just a dream when I was a teenager."

He pointed to the various specimens of game hanging on the wall around him and said:

"When I was a child, I longed for hunters, and I also envied that the children of hunters could follow their fathers into the mountains to hunt, but you also understand that people can't always think about themselves a lot of times."

The old man's eyes flashed with a look of remembrance and said:

"When I was truly free, I started working on my childhood dreams."

"So you built this hut?"

"Yes, time flies so fast, it's been almost ten years, and I'm almost old enough to be unable to chase rabbits, and besides, the air in the mountains is good, so I'll just continue to live here."

It sounds like a story of a retired old man chasing his childhood dream of being a hunter, but there are a lot of such people in reality.

However, An Yizhi always felt that something was wrong, not that he felt that Ge Dewen was lying, but that even he himself couldn't tell where there was some subtle abnormality, and that faint sense of disobedience made An Yizhi dare not believe the old man's words completely.

For now, though, Godwin doesn't show any hostility or anything suspicious, and he appears to be a hospitable old man in the twilight of his life, having a good time with the asylum seeker played by Ann Yizhi.

But don't forget, the system used an almost coercive way to let An Yizhi come to this hut, which means that this must be the place where the plot takes place, but what will happen in the end......

Anyway, Ann Yizhi thinks that the dead man is certain.

According to the routine in such or game works, the plot of only two people in the hut obviously can't be played, there are too few actors, and it is estimated that more visitors will come.

"Is that your sketchbook? Can you show me? ”

During the conversation, the old man noticed that An Yi was pointing to the notebook in his vest pocket.

"Absolutely."

Anyway, there was nothing worth noting except for a bunch of sketches of animals and plants, and An Yizhi had also checked it carefully, so he agreed very happily.

"Oh! This is a tamarin, have you also been to South America? ”

The old man casually flipped through the sketch and said in surprise.

An Yi pointed to the one who knew what the silk wool monkey looked like, the sketch did not have any text marking, and when he heard the old man say this, he had to nod his head stubbornly, and he estimated that he had imagined the silk wool monkey as something similar to the golden snub-nosed monkey.

"It's good to be young, to be able to explore all over the world, but unfortunately, I'm old enough to sit on the couch."

Although the old man said this, his eyes flashed with longing that anyone could see.

But then again, this old man is not young, but he is burly and sturdy, and his physique is extremely strong, and An Yizhi feels that he does not need any weapons, and there is no pressure to tear himself with both hands alone.

Immediately, the old man looked for An Yizhi every few pages to confirm, and An Yizhi had no impression of many of the sketches of animals and plants in that notebook, so as not to show his stuffing, he could only vaguely say things without opening his mouth to talk nonsense, after all, Ge Dewen seemed to be familiar with them.

"Look at me."

Godwin put down his notebook, patted his forehead and said:

"There's still a lot of soup in the pot, do you need to get some more?"

"No, thank you."

Anyway, the system does not turn on the diet function, only sleep requirements, and the body does not need to eat when it warms up.

Godwin picked up the empty plate and said:

"I'll help you clean up a room later, you need to get some good sleep."

As he spoke, there was a knock on the door from the entrance.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and looked out the window, where there was only torrential rain falling from the sky and mud washed away by the rain.

I don't know what he's looking at, and I can't see the hallway from the location of the living room window.

"What a lot of visitors today......"

He muttered as he walked towards the location of the gate.

It wasn't long before Ann pointed to hear a small conversation and footsteps that clearly belonged to two people approaching.

He was honestly on the couch, and didn't turn his head until the footsteps were near.

A middle-aged man in a black coat stood beside Ge Dewen, he looked like a particularly decent guy, although it was a bit biased to look at his face whether this person was a good person or not, but the first impression that the middle-aged man gave An Yizhi was like this.

"Give me your coat, you look like you need some hot soup too."

"Thank you, Godwin."

They seemed to know each other, the middle-aged man took off his coat, and when he turned around, he saw An Yizhi sitting on the sofa.

"Who is this?"

"Oh, he's a scholar who goes into the mountains to sketch, and because he can't go down the mountain in the heavy rain, he can only take refuge in me."

An Yizhi quickly stood up and said with some restraint:

"Hello, my name is Anslow."

looks like a restrained scholar who rarely communicates with others, and I have to say that An Yizhi's acting skills are getting better and better......

But the middle-aged man was unmoved, his eyes were very impolitely scanning An Yi's finger up and down, especially when it stayed at his finger for a long time.

This guy can't be a cop, right?

It's no wonder that An Yizhi thinks like this, people in different jobs also have different characteristics, among which some small details on the hand can more clearly distinguish whether the other party is lying professionally.

This is the category of deductive law.

After looking at it for several seconds, the middle-aged man said:

"Hello Anslow, I'm Winhum, a detective at the local police department."

He took the initiative to reach out and shake Ann's fingers, and said:

"Forgive my rudeness, I'm tracking a couple of poachers, these guys are cunning and have to be more careful."

Poacher? Isn't that what a ranger is supposed to do?

Godwin put down his coat and said:

"Why don't the rangers who live in the mountains go out? Actually looking for the town's police to chase poachers? ”

"I can't help it."

Winhum shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly:

"The ranger got sick and was taken to the hospital, you know, the town was understaffed, so we asked the police to help, but it suddenly rained heavily during the search."

An Yizhi really wanted to ask about the so-called poachers, you must know that just now Ge Yizhi told An Yizhi that he longed for the life of a hunter, could it be that the poacher is him?

However, it is certainly not polite to say this, and it seems that Godwin and Winhum are still very familiar.

"The target of the poachers...... Is it still a werewolf? ”

"Werewolves?"

Now An Yizhi is not calm, it is obviously a temporary copy of a modern background, what is the matter with a werewolf suddenly running out?

Winhum thanked Godwin for the soup and explained:

"The legend that has been passed down among hunters in this generation is that there are werewolves living in the mountains, and the legend is quite true, but I have never heard of anyone catching them, and it is not that they are worried about werewolves, but that those poachers will make trouble in the town."

An Yizhi nodded, after all, poachers carry guns.

"That's not just a legend."

Godwin sat down and said:

"I've seen a werewolf once, and he doesn't have any ill will towards us, I think he's just an unidentified species living in the mountains."

Winhoom made a gesture of surrender, apparently not believing Godwin's words.

Because the reason why this matter has spread widely is because Godwin said that he had seen werewolves when he saw people.

And An Yizhi is thinking about it......

Could it be that the wolf howl I heard before I came was not a wolf, but a werewolf?

"Are werewolves the kind of people they are in mythology?"

Seeing that An Yizhi was interested, Godwin seemed to be willing to talk about these things with others:

"It looks similar on the outside, but the werewolf I see doesn't have as many supernatural elements as in mythology, and like many animals, he needs to eat, and he still bleeds when he is injured, and the legend that he will change from a man to a werewolf on a full moon night is not credible at all, I think they are just a species that has never been recorded."

Even if there is no mythological element, the appearance of werewolves is enough to lie in the groove......