Of course, the owner who lived here could not be counted among the ordinary people.

Now that he has taken a fancy to this place, he plans to find out what the hell is going on in this place.

Back in front of the first house, pushing open the rotten fence gate, the tench entered the yard. This courtyard is the largest of all, with three thatched huts facing north and south, with doors open in the middle and windows on each side. There is also a thatched hut on the west side that is lower than the main house, and the tench peeks through the dilapidated wooden door to see the kitchen.

The yard was covered by wild grass and there was no way out, and the tench took her pathfinder stick to beat the grass tip, and the temperature in it was relatively warm, so I was afraid that there would be snakes.

But fortunately, there were no snakes, but there were a lot of hares and mice, and they ran out carefully, and the tench didn't care, and came to the door of the main house first.

The lock is a big lock, rusty, but the quality is still very tested, the tench found a stone and smashed it for more than ten minutes and still did not move. In the end, the lock didn't break open, but it almost knocked the door frame off.

There was no way, so the tench had to abandon the door lock and start dismantling the door frame. It may have been too long, and the door was quickly torn down, and the tench leaned against another door to open the long-dusty room.

The light comes in, but even in broad daylight, the house is still a little dim, which is not good for thatched houses, low and opaque, and poor lighting is the characteristic of all houses in this era.

Looking through the dim light, the three rooms were divided into two sides, one side of the hall and the other of the bedrooms.

There are tables, chairs, offering tables, high and low stools for eating in the hall, and even a multi-treasure shelf, two shelves dedicated to vases, curtains, and the wood looks very good, the original wood color should be covered with a layer of varnish, and the paint has not fallen off at all, even if there is a thick layer of yellow mud and ash on it now, it is still not broken.

It doesn't look like a country house decoration.

Turning to the bedroom, a somewhat complicated shelf bed occupies most of the room, and the glass mirrors inlaid on the dresser, the basin shelves, the bed tents, and the curtains, although they are all full of dust, can still see that the fabrics are very good.

There was even a futon on the bed, as if the owner was still there, just going out for a few days and coming back.

The tench opened the drawer on the dresser, and there was a horn comb and a few small boxes, which should be rouge gouache, and opened the vermilion, which had faded.

Two layers of drawers, this is the upper layer, open the next layer, a few small boxes, open the pearl earrings, necklaces, jade bracelets, agate jade necklaces, jade rings are all available.

At this glance, you can see that the hostess is a person who likes to dress up and has a good quality of life.

Out of the bedroom, to the hall, there are a few ornaments on the multi-treasure shelf, and the tench has no heart to watch, and sweeps it at a glance. Turning around the treasure shelf, there was a small study room behind it. It can't be said to be a study, just a desk, and there is a bookcase on the opposite side of the desk that is taller than an adult.

The desk was very clean, only pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a pen shelf. Pulling open the drawer of the desk, I found several ledgers inside. The page was blue and empty, and the tench opened it and found that it was an accounting book.

I saw a page inside that recorded a certain year and a certain month, went out of the mountain, and robbed a few boxes of bottles, a few boxes of tea, how much gold and silver, and how many firearms were recovered at a certain mountain pass. The accompanying grain was distributed to nearby villagers, and the rest was taken back to the stockade.

Looking further down, almost all of these are recorded, the time, the place, how many people went out, how many things were brought back, cattle, horses, and livestock, and then almost every time at the end, there was a record of how much was distributed to nearby villagers.

And the people who recorded these are obviously not highly educated, and there are many typos and few strokes. And the tench can also be seen from these records that this should be a bandit's den.

But it's not right, obviously there are a lot of bandits recorded above, but there are only four houses here, and so many people should not be able to live.

The tench rummaged through the others, and found an entire drawer full of such ledgers. I pulled it apart again, this time it's not an account book, it's a few poems and songs, and an anthology.

Open it and look at it, there are a lot of feelings and notes on it, look at the notes Wenjuan delicate, and look at the handwriting of the woman.

And from a page of a prose poem gave the tench an answer.

It is true that this is not a cottage of bandits, but the leaders of the cottage have raised their families here.

There are five masters in the cottage, and the man who follows the woman is the second master, and the mother-in-law and child of the big boss are dead, and there are no family members, so here are the remaining four family members here.

And the cottage is far away from here, and in order to protect them, the men don't arrange for them to come back here very often.

And the woman who recorded this was rescued by the second master after her family was broken, and she came here willingly, at least it was far away from the war, and she could save her life.

The women of the other four families were in a similar situation to her, and no one was reluctant to be robbed up the mountain. The cottage is not like other cottages that burn and loot everywhere, on the contrary, most of the people in the village are persecuted by the little devils and run to the mountains to become bandits, they specialize in robbing the little devils in the past, and then after robbing things, they will also scatter some of them to the nearby villagers, and never go down the mountain to harm the locals.

The tench roughly flipped it over, and it didn't record why the people here left, but judging by the neatness of the house, it should have left voluntarily, and there was no trace of being turned over or struggling.

Looking at the remaining three, although the furnishings are different, they are also neat, which proves this.

Seeing that this is the case, the tench is even more relieved. Even bandits can hide their families here, so it seems that this place is really safe.

And the bandits' lair is not here, as far as she knows, she has to cross two mountains, which belongs to the boundary of another city.

The tench turned around and found a passage under the mountain wall, a naturally formed hollow stone stalactite cave, which was very dry, and there were many stones piled up at the entrance of the cave here. The tench guessed that the stone stalactite cave originally existed, but this passage was artificially opened later, in order to make this valley with two sharp ends and an elliptical middle to live and hide people.

The tench walked along the passage and came out to the foot of a mountain. She turned half a circle from the foot of the mountain, and climbed halfway up the mountain before returning to the mountain where she had fallen.

What a great place!

It was farther away, but it was much more secluded to her, better than the valley she had chosen.

Because in that valley, she can only grow grain, but in such a deep and closed valley, not only can she grow grain, but she can also raise some poultry, and she will not lack meat to eat in the future!