It's night, in the dead of night.

An old man with white hair and black robe suddenly appeared in Qu Jie's perception, although he was not young, his body was quite vigorous, and his internal breath was also quite profound.

It looks like it should be an acquired consummation martial artist.

It's just that if you don't enter the congenital, the days to come will eventually gradually go downhill, and eventually until death.

Unlike Qu Jie, who had already spotted him before he even approached, Situ Ying ran to the edge of the old mansion without noticing anything wrong, and stood outside the mansion, carefully examining the strange building by the moonlight.

At the same time, by the way, you can feel the breath of life in the house.

After a long time, he muttered with a strange expression:

"The five people in the room seem to be ordinary people, but I obviously felt a tremor yesterday, and I faintly heard a loud noise, and there are so many trees under this house, which proves that it is not my auditory hallucination.

But how did they do it?

Why is it okay?"

"It's also a strange building, a bit like a southern house, but with a lot of differences, the windows aren't paper, they're almost crystalline.

The wood available is all ordinary wood, which is strange, so strange, so strange, so contradictory."

Since he entered the consummation of the day after tomorrow, he has not been allowed to enter, and he has visited many sects before and after, exploring the innate way, and in the end he only got some ancestral records such as the unity of heaven and man, Taoism and nature, plus he has no worries, no worries about children and grandchildren.

Therefore, he simply began to walk in the rare places in the world, hoping to understand the innate way from heaven and earth.

Last night, he happened to be resting in the cave of a small hill a hundred meters away, and was awakened by the movement and sound of the old house falling, at that time he thought it was a meteorite, although curious, but not too anxious, slept until the next morning, ate and drank enough before rushing here.

It wasn't until half an hour ago, when he stood on the top of the tree and took advantage of the moonlight, far away, that he found that the one who fell to the ground yesterday might not have been a meteorite, but a strange structure.

Only then did he speed up and rush over with more curiosity.

However, he is not a demon crooked, and he doesn't think that there is any immortal fate in the five mortals, but this matter and the five people in the house are strange, in order to find out what is going on and satisfy his curiosity, Situ Ying stood outside and hesitated for a long time, after all, he still abides by morality and does not sneak into the house to investigate, or kidnap and force him.

Instead, go to the side to find a tree to rest, prepare for the next few days of observation, and even visit the door to understand.

In the face of his operation, Qu Jie was also very satisfied.

This guy at least has a pretty good character, and he can't make friends, or learn about the world through him.

Early the next morning, no one in the Zhang family could sleep lazy, and they were all woken up by Xu Ping one by one when the sky was just dawning, and Xu Ping got up earlier, she got up early, mixed eight treasure porridge with water, added some sweet potatoes and pumpkin, and cooked a big pot of eight treasure sweet potato and pumpkin porridge.

When the three of them got up, the sons, grandchildren, and the three of them.

She had already cooked the big pot with the old man on an old-fashioned wood-fired stove and cut the pickles.

As for brushing your teeth and washing your face, I won't pay attention to it for the time being.

When I got up, I went straight to breakfast.

"Mom, you don't need this pickle, the porridge is sweet, just eat the pickles, it always feels weird."

looked at the pickle pimples that my mother warmly sandwiched.

Zhang Hua couldn't help frowning and refused directly.

"Uh, do you like to eat or not, when this jar of pickles is finished, you won't have to eat it in the future, and your father and I won't be able to pickle pickles, what about you, ...... you?"

When he turned his head to look at his grandchildren and grandchildren, Xu Ping suddenly thought of something very important because of the pickles he had just mentioned, and hurriedly brought the bowl of pickles to his side, and said very seriously in the strange eyes of his children, grandchildren and his wife:

"Yesterday we overlooked one thing, and that is that if we want to live, we need salt in addition to food, but we don't seem to have salt in our house.

Our dad doesn't

Eat at home.

Although there is some spice in the kitchen, when we cleaned up a few days ago, they were all poured and thrown away because of expired lumps, and now there is only this can of pickles and another jar of chili sauce with relatively rich salt.

Before the new salt channel was obtained.

We have to save some food.

Now we should not lack salt, anyway, this porridge is sweet porridge, you should not eat the pickles, keep it!"

At this moment, if it weren't for the pickles in the younger son's bowl that had already been stuck to the porridge, it might speed up the decay of the pickles in the bowl if they were clamped back again, and it is estimated that Xu Ping would want to clip the pickles in Zhang Hua's bowl back.

Hearing this, the other people at the table were also stunned.

And then the face is not very good.

"If this is ancient times, the price of salt should be very high, and there is no good salt."

"I've heard that salt in ancient times was poisonous, but it was less toxic, but anyway, it was definitely not as good as the salt we eat now, oh my God, the more I know, the more I feel, this crossing is really not a good thing!"

"Xiaohui, do you know how to refine refined salt?"

"I know the basics, but I haven't tried them!"

"Mom, I remember that the expired seasonings in the kitchen seem to have been poured into the yard, and they fell on the edge of the kitchen, Ozawa Xiaohui, you two should have the most knowledge reserves in our family now, anyway, you don't have to go out, try to see if you can re-extract the salt from the poured seasonings, it's more or less!"

"Ugh...... Shall we try it?"

"Try it, I'll cooperate with you, the right is to refine refined salt in the future, rehearse it in advance!"

After some discussion, they each had a new task today, and the two children stayed at home with the old lady to take care of the housework while trying to see if they could refine the salt from the pile of things that had been poured out, clumped, and stained with dirt and other miscellaneous things.

And Zhang Wen and Zhang Hua, father and son.

It is to continue to explore outside, which belongs to the wilderness.

At the same time, Qu Jie also sensed that Situ Ying was nearby, not only nearby, but also relied on her keen hearing to basically hear the conversation between several of them clearly.

And wonder why they mention antiquity so often?

And what is the time traveler?

At this time, Qu Jie considered that she would have to contact in the morning and evening, and it was better to contact her in the evening than in the morning, and she was also confident in ensuring the safety of the Zhang family, so she specially devoted herself to two things, while transmitting the voice to Situ Ying, inviting him into the house, she showed her appearance, and said to the five members of the Zhang family:

"There was a warrior outside the house who was attracted by the movement the night before, and he should be one of the strongest people in the realm.

It came last night.

I have invited him in, you can communicate with him, inquire about the situation, and you can also properly reveal your origins.

Don't worry about the dangers.

In this house, he is no match for me."