"That's all there is to it!"

Zhou Yang got up and walked towards the nearest house.

After opening the door, there was a musty smell, apparently no one had been inhabited for a long time.

His location is the living room, and to the left is a bedroom, but the bed is rotten and cannot be occupied.

To the right is a kitchen with a stove and a wooden lid to cover the pot.

Zhou Yang opened the pot curiously and touched it, there was some slight dust, which did not affect the boiling water for cooking.

But now it is not possible to live directly in people, Zhou Yang brought a pile of firewood from the outside and lit it.

Although there are no bugs here, it is very damp, so burn a fire in the sleeping place to drive away the cold.

Luckily, there are pine needles here, which are a little damp but don't affect the ignition.

Soon, the house soon became filled with smoke.

Wang Xiang was not idle, and went outside to find some soft hay and spread it in the place where the living room had been burned by fire.

Zhou Yang shook the pot on the stove by the way, made a bucket of water, and then boiled some water.

If you don't have anything to eat, you can only drink some, otherwise you won't have the strength to participate in the script.

"Hey, what do you think I've found?"

The old man Wu Guiping carried a string of bacon in his hand, grabbed a handful of wild onions in the other hand, and shook it like a treasure.

"Bacon? Where did you find it?"

Wang Xiang took the bacon, sniffed it, and found that it was indeed marinated bacon.

"I found it in the back house!"

Wu Guiping pointed to the house behind him.

"This bacon is older than your grandfather!"

Wang Xiang pointed to Wu Guiping's smooth Mediterranean Sea and said.

"What's this, it's not bad if you have a lot of salt, don't care how many years this thing is, the older it gets, the more fragrant it becomes, do you believe it!"

After all, Wu Guiping is in his fifties and has come from a hard life, and he still remembers these old tastes.

"No oil and no salt, how can you make a fragrance?"

Wang Xiang shook his head.

"When are you, this is bacon, you don't need to put salt, and the bacon itself has lard, don't bang with oil and water, just fry it and eat it!"

After speaking, Wu Guiping walked into the kitchen with bacon and put the water in the pot into the jar.

Then, he saw that there was an extra demon blade in his hand, which was his first mid-level curse weapon, who would have thought that he would directly use it to cut bacon.

Zhou Yang is well-behaved, and he usually orders takeout when he eats, since Wu Guiping wants to show his hand, he doesn't mind lighting a fire on the stove.

Soon, a plate of fragrant wild onion bacon was stir-fried!

"Wow, you eat bacon!"

Shen Congbing, who was outside the house, came in smelling the smell and saw bacon, and his eyes lit up.

"Here, let's eat some together, more than two catties of bacon!"

Wu Guiping had eaten other people's military biscuits before, and now it is normal to invite others to eat bacon.

"Shen Congbing, haven't you seen anyone here?"

Zhou Yang ate bacon and felt the juice burst in his mouth, but he still had a lot of doubts in his heart.

The reason why I ask this is because it seems to be inhabited here, and it seems that there is none, and even if it is bacon, even if it is not moldy, it will be air-dried, and it will not be so tender and juicy.

"We only got here this morning, and we haven't seen anyone since we came!"

Shen Congbing said.

Zhou Yang nodded and didn't say much.

Four big men, two catties of bacon, and there is no such thing as washing pots and dishes, everyone grabs them with their hands in the pot, and washes their hands with well water after eating, and they are not happy.

After eating bacon, Zhou Yang regained some strength again, so he walked around the village.

At this time, it was already completely dark, and the moon and stars in the sky could still be seen.

After walking around, Zhou Yang was sure that he didn't see any living people, so he returned to their previous house.

After that, I started to prepare to wash my face

Go to bed.

In the middle of the night, the lights were shining in every room.

.......

I don't know how long it took, but in a daze, I seemed to hear someone talking.

Zhou Yang looked up and found that someone was chattering outside the house.

Wu Guiping and Wang Xiang both woke up, and the three of them didn't speak, lying in the crack of the door to watch.

At this time, I saw a number of men dressed very plainly outside.

It is so simple that there are patches on the clothes, and they are all blue-gray clothes, a bit like the common people's clothing before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

However, there were also two young men who were dressed normally.

A man and a woman, both in their twenties.

When Zhou Yang saw these people, they were displayed in the list of actors in the script square, and they were all intermediate actors.

At this time, there were still about eight or nine hours before the start of filming of the script, and Zhou Yang and the others had not yet signed up, in order to prevent Duanmu Changfeng from knowing.

Otherwise, the other party will directly drive a helicopter and drop their own people down, and it will be troublesome.

"Is there anyone else here?"

The male actor who spoke was named Han Dong, who had participated in seven or eight scripts, and was forced to schedule films, but it was very unlucky to shoot a film at this level.

"I saw a couple of young people living in this room last night, and one living in this tent!"

The long-faced man pointed to the room behind him and the tent in front of him.

Soon, Shen Congbing also came out of the tent, sleepy-eyed, as if he had just woken up.

"Hello, I'm Shen Congbing, and I'm here for an archaeological expedition!"

Shen Congbing began to introduce himself.

The two actors were also stunned when they saw Shen Congbing, because the two of them must have also found out that Shen Congbing was not an actor, but he also came to travel, and they didn't know if they were unlucky or unlucky.

"Oh, is there anyone else in this room?"

Han Dong pointed to the room where Zhou Yang was.

"Hello, hello!"

Wu Guiping opened the door and walked towards the actor girl with a straight face.

The actor girl is a new intermediate actor named Yu Huanhuan, who has only participated in a low-difficulty intermediate script, and is a rookie among intermediate actors.

Wu Guiping pinched Yu Huanhuan's hand, and the way he couldn't put it down made Han Dong on the side look displeased.

"Hello, I'm Yu Huanhuan's boyfriend!"

Han Dong took Wu Guiping's hand away, and then looked at Wu Guoping with vigilant eyes.

Wu Guiping skillfully took Yu Huanhuan's hand again.

Although he didn't participate in many intermediate-level scripts, he had a lot of medium- and high-difficulty scripts, and he didn't take Han Dong seriously at all.

"Huanhuan, did you enter the mountain the day before yesterday or yesterday?"

Wu Guiping thought of stepping on his aunt's towel yesterday.

And the old man of Niuhoi Village also said that a man and a woman entered the mountain, so he asked. br>

"I entered the mountain the day before yesterday, but we got lost in the mountain, and it took us more than a day to find here!"

Yu Huanhuan withdrew his hand, with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Oh, then I see, you guys get familiar with the environment first, and we'll talk later!"

Wu Guiping put away his smile, and then walked towards Zhou Yang and Wang Xiang.

Zhou Yang looked at the men in Tsing Yi and had a lot of doubts in his heart.

"I guess it's the two that the old man said!"

Wang Xiang whispered.

"No, it tastes different!"

Wu Guiping shook his head.

"The taste is different? You're a dog!"

Wang Xiang glanced at Wu Guiping.

"The woman did have a great aunt, but the smell of the aunt's towel was not the same as last time!"

As soon as Wu Guiping said, Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows.

Obviously, there is another couple of men and women who have entered the mountain!