Lin Qiguang was thinking about it, and he was thinking about the relevant countermeasures for the two little guys who broke into his sight unexpectedly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What should be done? Should we just wipe out this destabilizing factor, or should we interfere, or should we guide, or should we ignore nothing?

In the end, Lin Qiguang still decided on one thing, that is, to continue to observe him and continue to monitor them.

But never in person, but silently watched them.

On the other side, there is a world that has been blocked by Lin Qiguang.

In a nondescript corner, there was a meadow and a few trees, and above the meadow was a lonely log cabin, and next to it was a meadow.

"You watch here first, I'll go in and see the situation. The father said to his daughter. "See? Wait here now, I'll be back soon. ”

With that, he took out a dagger from his sleeve and held it with his backhand, so that once he approached the enemy, he could quickly cut his throat.

It seems that he is definitely ready to kill.

This kind of person, when the nerves are tense, is very scary.

However, his daughter had already been baptized in blood, and had no fear of it, and in her eyes, it was better for others to die than to die herself.

Therefore, she quickly nodded and wanted to "play for the tiger".

His father nodded in the same way, and immediately grabbed the dagger to enter the house.

The lonely hut, made of planks, did not look very sturdy on it, and when her father gently pushed the unlocked little wooden door open, it felt light, as if it were fluttering in the wind.

However, that's just that, as a place where people can live, naturally it won't be far off, and he even believes that this feeling is deliberate, for the sake of having this novel experience.

However, it's definitely sturdy enough not to be easily flipped to the ground.

He easily pushed open the unfortified wooden door, and the creaking sound was literally incessant.

Inside the cabin, there was a large pile of dust and cobwebs, and he gently bounced away a long-legged spider lying on his shoulder, and looked up at the cobwebs and dust on his head.

"Here...... No one has been here for a long time. He thought to himself, "Well, will there be supplies inside? If you are here, it is better to stay outside than to repair, at least it will take a lot of energy to clean up when you rest here, otherwise all kinds of poisonous insects will become a big trouble." That's what he thought to himself.

"Forget it, this is really not a place to stay for a long time, you still have to go, I'll scavenge it, take the supplies and leave." He sighed, and began to prepare for the loot.

"Here, no, not here, this ...... Empty. He searched again and again, but again and again he was disappointed, drawers, attics, splints, corners, all kinds of places where things could be hidden, he had searched all over again.

Still, there was nothing in it that he wanted.

There was nothing but a few empty, mold-strewn cans.

"Not true. He had a vague feeling that something didn't seem right. "No, there's no evidence, but I just instinctively feel like something is wrong. ”

At this time, he thought about it for a while and decided to do what he wanted.

Because, he didn't want to go in vain, and it took so long to pick up a few cans that had been eaten and were covered with mold? No, he would never do that, it would be stupid to do so.

Just like this, his face can't be hung up.

He felt that in this one room, there must be some materials hidden, but they were just hidden.

So, where is it hidden? Where can it be found, it has already been found.

The only thing left to hide was the walls.

So he immediately went and knocked on the walls to see if they were hollow.

However, the results were rather disappointing.

The walls around are all solid, and the only ones that haven't been inspected are the top and bottom.

There is an attic on it, and if you want to put it, you should put it in the attic, not hide it in the ceiling.

Then, there is only one possibility left.

"Look here, if you don't even have this place, then you can only go. He thought to himself, and at the same time, leaned down, his ears close to him.

Subsequently, he tapped it with the knuckles of his fingers.

The sound that is emitted is hollow.

"Alright, this is it!" His voice was a little gratified that he had finally found the right place!

"Okay, I should have thought of that!" he began to grope his fingers around, trying to find some crevices to enter, and open the entrance.

It's likely to be a cellar where supplies are stored! If it is, then there will be no shortage of these supplies!

If that's the case, then the harvest is absolutely indispensable.

"Before that......" He seemed to think of something suddenly, suddenly smiled, took out the energy spar used as a battery from the side of the charged slingshot, and then grabbed a few handfuls of dry firewood.

Then, he used this spar to gently slide on the rough plank, and soon, a little spark had been made.

And this little bit of spark has quickly ignited this piece of firewood.

He excitedly wanted to remove the plank, and his fingers finally found the right place, and with his fingernails, he successfully pried the plank open, and gently opened the cellar.

What came to my face was a stale smell.

It should have been a long time without ventilation, like a room that had been locked up for dozens of hours.

However, things didn't seem to be as he imagined.

"No, it's strange, if it hadn't been opened for a long time, the gas would have been enough to blow out this piece of firewood, but no, what's going on?" he said, looking at the one in his hand that was still burning tenaciously.

"It seems that it is a little different from what I thought. He thought to himself, and he was thinking about something else. "Obviously, this cellar has been opened recently, but who opened it?" (To be continued.) )