Wild ginger, also known as southern yellow essence and mountain ginger, has certain medicinal value, and of course can also be used as a condiment.

This is hard to find, and in the excitement, Fengyun has forgotten that it is a ferocious carnivore, and directly leaned over and dug it up.

"Oh! you are really my lucky star! every time I see you, it is a good thing!" Fengyun happily patted the mandrill on the shoulder, but it did not look impatient at all, but rubbed Fengyun's hand with its head.

This action made Fengyun stunned, and the action stopped. Why did the mandrill not only hurt him, but also saved his life as if it knew him from the beginning, and this is not like the behavior of a wild animal, could it be that it is really domestic?

Fengyun frowned, if it was domestic, it meant that his master would not be too far away, but after touching it three times, he had never seen its owner's appearance at all?

What's more, if its owner is a human, then it will certainly not be alone, at least a tribe. He can still ensure his own safety by dealing with wild beasts in the forest, but if he comes into contact with humans on this plane, it is not certain whether he can ensure his own safety.

Primitive society is completely different from modern society, if it is the end of the Stone Age in the textbook of human civilization, then in the blood-supreme tribe, the appearance of a foreigner, except for slaves, will hardly have any other identity.

Therefore, for the sake of safety, Fengyun still decided not to contact the humans in this time and space for the time being, so as not to be discovered by them with fine skin and tender meat, it is better to catch himself back to work, in case it will not be fun to directly slaughter and worship the ancestors.

Mandrill is very good at eating, are picking tender ginger buds to eat, such ginger ginger pieces are tender, more water, less fiber, smooth skin, ginger flesh is tender and white, the spicy taste is relatively light, it tastes more like fruit, and it is generally used to pickle pickles in later generations.

But what Fengyun wants to find is old ginger, which is used as a condiment, and when it rains, you can also burn a bowl of ginger soup to go cold.

This piece of ginger was half dug up by the mandrill, and most of the tender ginger buds were gnawed and thrown aside, and Fengyun followed it to pick it up, and after a while, he hugged a lot of them.

It was almost dark, and the mandrill seemed to have eaten enough, swaying towards the distance, Fengyun hugged a bunch of wild ginger, looked at its back, and shouted, "You went back?"

The mandrill glanced back at him, let out a low growl, and stopped.

"What is this for?" muttered, waving his hand at it, shouting, "Bye-bye!"

As soon as the mandrill stretched out his hand, he actually beckoned to him very humanely.

Fengyun's eyes were about to pop out, and he was 100% sure that this guy must have been raised by someone else!

What should I do? Do you want to go with him? Fengyun was very hesitant, even though he knew that it might be dangerous to follow it, but his curiosity still made him unable to move his steps.

Seeing him standing still, the mandrill beckoned again, Fengyun couldn't help it, damn it! No matter! Just go over and take a look at it from a distance, I will run if there is someone, there should be no problem.

After making up his mind, Fengyun put the ginger block aside and hid it in the bushes, if there was any danger that needed to run, it would be troublesome to carry these.

On the light road, Fengyun followed the mandrill and continued to walk westward.

It was already completely dark, and the black lights were blind over several hillsides in a row, and the wind and clouds felt that the terrain was constantly getting higher. In the dark, he could only see the vague back of "Lu Benwei", and he had to follow closer, so as not to lose it. The trees everywhere looked very similar, and he had no idea where he had gone, but when he came, in order to avoid forgetting the way he came, he deliberately made a mark every other paragraph, so that he would not be unable to return tomorrow.

I don't know how long he walked, but the mandrill led him to a small hill. Although the height is not high, the slopes are steep and difficult to climb.

The mandrill climbed up an inconspicuous zigzag path. Fengyun looked back, hesitated, but still followed and climbed up. It's all here, if you turn around and go back, don't you go up and have a look, won't you run in vain?

Halfway up the mountain, a small platform appeared, very smooth, some traces of manual repair, there was a gap between the rocks, enough for an adult to pass sideways, but it was blocked by a wooden fence.

The mandrill pulled open the wooden fence and walked in, but Fengyun stopped. He told himself that it was time to leave, that he could not go in, but his feet felt like they had roots.

Fengyun's eyes were staring at the fence, he could see clearly the action of the mandrill just pulling the fence gate, the fence was clearly retractable, the neatly arranged fence bars, the tenon and tenon joints were tightly fitted, there was not a single nail, and the rotating structure connected by pure craftsmanship was undoubtedly a beautiful handicraft. Fengyun was very skeptical, in this era, there was such a profound carpenter's skill? He couldn't help but have a bold guess in his heart.

After hesitating for a long time, Fengyun quietly retreated.

During this time, he has been covering his shame with a skirt made of branches, but the branches will dry up after half a day away from the trunk, the leaves fall quickly, the stubble of the branches is also very prickly, and there are animals all around, not even a serious person, so he simply tied a skirt with grass to wear. But the blades of grass would fall off when they dried up, and he had to replenish some fresh blades from time to time.

Follow the mandrill to climb up and down for a long time, the grass skirt fell back and there are not a few left, see the craftsmanship of this fence is so superb, presumably the owner of the mandrill is also a person who knows etiquette, it is naturally inappropriate to go to see people with a bare buttocks, he hugged some grass around his waist again, and then went up again.

Climbing onto the platform, Fengyun stood outside and shouted, "Is anyone there?"

Fengyun shouted again, but still no one answered.

The moon had risen, the moonlight was shining, the night was no longer as dark as before, and the wind and clouds could faintly see the scene on the hillside, but it was still pitch black inside the fence.

"Aren't you at home?" Fengyun muttered, looking out, but still didn't dare to go in.

I climbed down again, found some dry branches and leaves by the moonlight, drilled for a long time to make a fire, Fengyun found a few thick firewood and threw them in.

In this place where there is no shop in front of the village and behind the village, there is no fish to eat, and the wind and clouds pull the fire, and when the coarse firewood is half burned, it can be used as a torch.

Although the combustion becomes less vigorous after taking it out, this is the only lighting object that Fengyun can use at the moment. Holding the torch back onto the platform, Fengyun shouted twice, but still no one answered, before he lowered his head and walked towards the gap.

When his figure sank into the gap, a pure white lamb poked its head out of a bush, looked curiously at the gap in the mountains, hesitated for a moment, and disappeared into the forest.

The space inside the gap was a little higher than it looked, but under the psychological effect, Fengyun still bowed his waist slightly.

The winding path led to nowhere, and the faltering wind that blew the torches told Fengyun that there would be an exit ahead, or he would have run back.

The ground that should have been full of gravel was unusually flat and very comfortable, and after looking at it by the light of the fire, Fengyun found that the path was paved with a layer of loess surface, which was rammed so flat that there were no footprints left.

Soon, Fengyun walked out of the gap, and suddenly his eyes opened up, and he stood in a valley, the small valley was full of all kinds of flowers and trees, and a stone-paved path winded between the trees, and he didn't know where it led.

Bright moonlight sprinkled the valley, and the ring-shaped rocks blocked the surrounding sky, leaving only a bright moon hanging high, adding to the starlight, and Fengyun found that he could see the surroundings clearly even without a torch.

Stepping on the stone road barefoot, the round small pebbles do not make people hurt, but stimulate the acupuncture points on the soles of the feet, so that the feet of Tiredon faintly feel a burst of comfort.

Ignoring the foot massage, Fengyun walked in quickly, he was already extremely convinced that the person who lived here must be a knowledgeable and understanding person. It's not easy! I can finally meet a serious person!

Excited, Fengyun couldn't help but take a step and trot, walking like flying.

Skirting the two large trees full of pink flowers, Fengyun suddenly saw three low wooden houses standing in the middle of the valley, and under a large broken grass shed at the entrance of the house, the mandrill was sleeping in a haystack.

"Is anyone there?" Fengyun shouted tentatively, and the cabin was pitch black, and there was no answer.

The mandrill was awakened by the shouts of Fengyun, looked at him in a daze, and staggered towards him.

"You...... What do you want to do?" Fengyun was a little surprised, but he didn't move. The mandrill walked over and sat at his feet, a big head rubbing against Fengyun's arm, looking a little attached.

Fengyun was very puzzled, how did he get here, this guy's ferocity has been greatly reduced, and he has even lost the courage to give birth to a cracked tiger and leopard, and he is obedient like a pet.

But now is not the time to think about this, the chic wooden house in front of him attracts most of his attention.

Although the eaves are already full of nests of swallows, and the cobwebs and dust make them look a little dirty, even from a real-world perspective, these three low wooden houses are exquisite.

The wooden house obviously has the style of ancient houses in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and there is even a layer of tiles on the top. Seeing this layer of tiles, Fengyun had almost determined the identity of the owner of the wooden house.

The gravel road was over at the grass hut, and the entrance to the wooden house was paved with smooth-polished bluestone slabs, and the soil between the surrounding crevices had been overgrown with weeds, and a few pieces had even been pushed out by germinated plants.

Standing at the door of the wooden house, Fengyun felt a little uneven under his feet, and when he looked down, he saw that there were some dents on the bluestone steps under his feet, like handwriting.

He lowered his head and swept away the dust and moss on it, and with the help of the firelight, he saw a few big words written on it, what is the house of something, and the first few words were a little blurry and unclear.

Fengyun was very excited, got up and stretched out his hand to open the wooden door. The creaking sound of the wooden shafts grinding against each other was tooth-aching, and the dust above the head carried a slightly rotten air.

Covering his nose, Fengyun squinted and waved his hand to drive away the smoke and dust, and put the torch in first.

The faint light of the fire illuminated part of the area, and by the moonlight outside, Fengyun could barely see the furnishings inside.

It was a small hall, with a wooden table and a board on it, on which there seemed to be some handwriting, but it was covered with ash.

"Is there anyone?" Fengyun shouted a few words, but no one answered, he muttered: "What are you doing? It's like a mourning hall, scaring people......" took two steps forward, walked to the table, wiped off the dust, but saw a stone slab below, with a line of words engraved on it: Go 50 steps to the east behind the house, and go 50 steps north to meet the peach tree and go 2 meters down.