There was an oil lamp base on the wooden table, and it was even made of a shape, Fengyun reached out and touched it, it was pottery.

Holding a torch and turning around the house, a simple table, a chair, a bed and a stove are all there is, but this is enough to make Fengyun excited.

Finally see the bed!

Holding the torch, Fengyun walked to the bed, and there was a collapsed and shriveled quilt on it, but the guy in the quilt startled him, it was a skeleton.

The ghost movies I watched in the first half of my life seemed to be remembered in an instant, and I looked around, but I really didn't have the desire to stay any longer, so I hurriedly held the torch and retreated.

Closing the door, the mandrill heard the movement and crawled over, rubbing against his legs. Just saw a skeleton, and saw this guy who didn't look much good, Fengyun had a feeling of wanting.

Thinking back to the skeleton on the bed, it must have been dead for a long time before it decomposed like that. It's also thanks to him that he raised this mandrill, so that it saved his life when he didn't know him at the beginning, so thinking about it, Fengyun didn't feel so bad.

But the light was dark, and he still didn't dare to go in, what if something popped out?

Perhaps it was because he saw him coming and going freely in and out of the hut, and the mandrill mistakenly took him for his master, and was very affectionate to him. As long as there is no danger, it is a good thing, he reached out and touched its head, looked back at the wooden house, hesitated, and followed the mandrill back to the hut and sat down on the haystack.

When the mandrill lay down on the haystack, it fell asleep with its head on its back, and it was even worse than the legendary pillow, and it didn't even have a pillow.

Looking up at the hole in the grass shed, Fengyun thought like a fly. If you guessed correctly, the owner of the cabin was one of the unlucky winners just as unlucky as him, only to be transported to a time earlier than him.

Originally, he thought that he would not meet the traverser in a short time, but today's discovery gave him a sense of finding a sense of belonging.

According to the system, the owner of the cabin should have been the one who had done the genetic collection a hundred years or more before him, and it seems that he was not very lucky and did not live long enough for a hundred years.

It was already late at night, and the mandrills were snoring on the side, but Fengyun didn't feel sleepy at all.

Since the system says that he can go back, why didn't this time-traveling senior go back, did he not complete the task, or did he have an accident? Or did he not want to go back?

Suspicious, he was a little restless, and he realized that he had made the mistake of trusting the system too much from the beginning. What if the system lied to him? He began to think about what had happened since the time of crossing and the information released by the system.

"Main quest 1: Survive!Please rely on your own strength to survive in a specific time and space for one year, task reward: unknown. ”

Why is the task to survive? What is the danger of not being able to live? According to the current situation, it seems that it is not very difficult for me to survive with all kinds of skills. But the system just gave such a task, and it was the main line. With the system and game-like urine, the main quest should be the most important kind of task, but the content of the quest is such a seemingly simple task, which not only makes him suspicious.

Looking at the bright moon walking through the clouds, Fengyun silently told himself in his heart that there must be a chance. Everything is mutual, as long as he can pass through, he will definitely be able to wear it back, as long as he finds the right way, he will definitely not die alone in this plane like the one in the wooden house.

There was no word all night, and the snoring of the mandrills around me was like muffled thunder, and I don't know how long it took, and the wind and clouds fell asleep in a daze.

In his sleep, Fengyun suddenly startled and jumped up, only to find that the mandrill had disappeared at some point.

Looking back at the east, the sun had just risen, "Damn the biological clock......" Fengyun muttered, lying back to enjoy this hard-won restful sleep for a while. Although there were no more birds in the valley than outside, they were dense, and there were rows of swallow's nests on the eaves, and in each nest there were a few yellow beaks sticking out of them, and they were so noisy that he couldn't sleep at all.

With a sigh, Fengyun got up, ready to go and see what was going on in the house.

The atmosphere during the day is naturally much better than at night, it was dark last night, I didn't look carefully, and now when I came in during the day, Fengyun found a lot of things.

The house is flat with loess floors, which have grown clumps of weeds and vines that have not been cleaned for a long time, and they climb along the wooden walls, and some even take root in the wooden wall panels.

There is no partition in this wooden house, just a large room, with a stove and bed at each end, and a table and chair in the middle.

Walking to the stove, the clay stove with clay bricks is covered with a layer of loess, which is full of dust, but it can be seen that it is very smooth. On the stove was a row of small clay pots with small lids carved out of wood. Fengyun opened them one by one and looked at them, only half a jar of salt was still intact, and the other three were empty, and there were some black impurities, I don't know what they were.

There is a clay pot in the center of the stove, and when the lid of the wooden pot is lifted, there is a wooden bracket supporting a clay plate, and the contents of it have long been lost in their original face, but it should be some kind of food.

A half-human-high clay jar is placed next to the pot, and it can be seen from the white ash stain in the middle that it should be a water tank. It had long since dried up, and a layer of dry mud had accumulated, and a wooden spoon made of thin planks leaned against the bottom of the jar, and when I took it with my hand, the wood had rotted.

Two heavy barrels and a flat pole stood beside them, two inches buried in the earth by the rainwater leaking from the walls.

There was a window in the east-facing direction of the stove, half of which had been moth-eaten and drooped down, pulled by the vine of a morning glory that was trying to crawl out of the house, so that it would not fall to the ground. The rising sun in the east casts a few gentle rays of sunlight through the dilapidated cracks in the window, and you can clearly see the dust flying in the sunlight. In a trance, Fengyun seemed to see himself who went back to his hometown for the first time when he was a child, in the earthen house of his grandmother's house, watching his grandmother fry meat. The pan is soaked in grease and fried golden meat, and it is as fragrant as this sunshine.

Can't think about it, Fengyun shook his head, retracted his mind, and walked towards the window, under the vines, as if there was something.

Peel back the vines and rip off the branches and leaves, revealing the two smashed clay pots underneath. There were a few broken tiles on the clay pot, and when I looked up at the roof with a hole, Fengyun judged that it should be a leak on the roof when it rained, and a few tiles fell and smashed the clay pot.

There was nothing to eat, Fengyun stood up and patted the ashes on his hands. This person doesn't know how many years since he died, and even if there is anything to eat, it will be spoiled a long time ago!

Walking back to the table, Fengyun stopped and pondered. Why was there such a sign as soon as I entered the door? Was it a clue he wanted to give me? Could there be any traps? Standing at the table and thinking about it for a long time, he decided to take a look.

Walking out the door, he walked around to the lodging hut and went to check on the other two huts.

The walls of the second wooden house were relatively strong, and the door panels were relatively thick, and when he pushed the door open, a sour smell came to his face, and he stumbled.

Pushing the door open, Fengyun ran to the side, waiting for the air to circulate in the room for a while before covering his nose and going in.

More than a dozen clay pots, large and small, were placed in a row, some of which were smashed by falling tiles, but most of them remained intact, and there were mud seals on top.

The ground at the other end of the house has been moth-eaten by the rat hole, and the ground has collapsed a little, Fengyun bent down and pinched a grain that had been bitten off in half and looked at it, it was a grain of wheat, it turned out that this room was a granary.

As for the sealed clay pots, according to his guess, they should be wine, but after so many years, it is estimated that they have become bacterial saturated liquid!

The last wooden house, the largest of the three, was a handicraft workshop. As soon as you enter the door, the first thing you see is a stone mill the size of a basin in the middle, although it is not large, but it is enough for one person to use.

Fengyun stepped forward and shook the stone mill, and there were still some old grain remnants left between the cracks, which were a little jerky to turn, and if they were repaired, they should be very useful.

There was a wooden turntable next to the stone mill, and underneath it was a pedal that looked like an old-fashioned sewing machine, and Fengyun immediately recognized it as a tool used to make pottery.

There was a large wooden table in the middle of the room, which was supposed to be an operating table, and there were some stones piled up on it, and some stone tools, axes and chisels, but Fengyun's attention was attracted by a very beautiful blue stone.

Fengyun reached out and picked it up, and a system prompt came: "Obtain Azurite*1." ”

"Copper ore?" Fengyun wondered, he didn't know much about minerals, but did he remember that copper wasn't yellow?

Next to the azur ore is an ore with yellow spots dotted with stars, and Fengyun picks it up and looks at it, "Get Brass Ore*1." ”

"Is the copper ore still yellow and blue?" Fengyun scratched his head, put the ore down, and looked around again.

The matter of copper ore can be calcined to see if he can activate a skill, and he came here for only one purpose, that is, to find tools.

Such a house that embodies the craftsmanship of a skilled carpenter could not have been chiseled with a stone axe, and other Fengyun is not sure, but there must be a saw.

He rummaged in the workshop for a long time, but he found nothing except some stone embryos that had been processed in general shape.

I climbed high and low and got a body full of ash and cobwebs, accidentally touched a tile, the dust on the roof fell, Fengyun choked and coughed, and quickly ran out of the house, for fear that the house would fall directly.

Forget it, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided, let's see what kind of name the place is said on the stone plaque! patting the ashes on his hair, Fengyun simply walked towards the wooden house where he lived for the first time.

Standing in front of the east-facing window of the kitchen, he looked for directions, and counted his steps due east, as the stone plaque said.

One, two, three, four......

Just fifty paces, Fengyun stopped in front of a tree. Before I saw the flowers, I heard the buzzing of bees first, and when I looked up, I saw that it was so pink!