"Why are the numbers on it jumping around?" The painter came over to take a look.
"It jumps randomly, which means there is something wrong." Xu Huo put away the instrument, "The magnetic field here is disordered, and multiple forces interfere with each other. Those figures that suddenly appear may be just our illusion."
The painting girl pinched the doll hanging on her backpack and asked: "When will we find a place where people can live?"
"Let's take a closer look." Xu Huo said, "If you still haven't found it after dark, just find a place to rest here."
The venue props are too big, but the cabin is enough.
The two of them hurried forward again, and it took them a full hour to see the buildings. Different from the information found on Under Dimensions, these buildings were all made of wood. The cabins were independent of each other, with some large buildings interspersed in between.
Although there are gaps between trees and houses, you can still see your neighbors next door when you raise your head.
The house was hidden in the fog and couldn't be seen clearly, but the light from the windows showed that someone lived here.
Xu Huo slowed down and deliberately made some noise as he walked towards the hut. Soon, figures appeared on the windows of the two huts closer to him. The people inside did not open the windows, but separated through the iron fence and
Looking out from the curtains.
Knowing that there were people coming from more than just the houses in front of them, after they made some moves, people in the wooden house a few hundred meters away also began to move around.
No words were spoken, and they were not seen using communication tools, but when Xu Huo approached the first house, everyone in the area knew that a stranger was coming.
"I'm going to knock on the door!" The painting girl ran over happily, but the man holding a knife and a wooden stick at the door answered immediately, "Who is it?"
"Me!" The painting girl played the voice of the communication device.
"Who are you!" the person inside asked again.
"I am Beginning of Spring!" the painting girl replied again.
The person at the door was silent for a moment, gave up on the normal communication process, and said directly: "You go, we don't welcome outsiders here!"
The painting girl touched the door panel, then raised her index finger to click it, imitating the look in the TV series, and turned back to Xu Huo to hint that the door panel was not thick.
"You guys leave quickly!" The person at the door became a little panicked and raised his voice: "Don't try to force your way in, we have shotguns!"
There was no shotgun behind the door, but the shotgun was on its way. Several tall young men had already walked out from different directions, leaving vague traces.
"We are not bad people." Xu Huo put a piece of 020 zone banknotes into the crack of the door. "My sister and I were traveling nearby and got lost. We ended up here unknowingly and wanted to find a place to stay."
The person at the door picked up the money, and after a few back and forth squabbles, the door was opened a crack, and a woman looked at them from head to toe through the crack in the door, pausing with emphasis on their feet, and then opened the door.
Let them in.
As the door opened, the young people who had arrived nearby also stopped.
The woman waved toward the outside as she closed the door, and the young men dispersed.
There was a middle-aged couple and an old man in the room, and there were two children hidden in the room inside. Although they were allowed in, the people in the room did not completely relax and stared at them closely.
Xu Huo took out some dried bread and meat that had been placed in advance from his travel bag, "It's getting dark, and the woods are full of snakes, insects, rats, and ants. Fortunately, we found this place... Don't worry, my sister and I are not bad people. We only live in one house."
In the evening, I will leave tomorrow morning. Can I exchange these food with you for some hot soup and hot water?"
Compared to money, several people in the room were obviously more interested in food. The old man nodded, and the middle-aged couple took the food and heated the water.
"Young students, have a sip of tea." The old man poured water for them and said: "Hurry up and put your bags down and have a rest. It's cold and damp in the forest, and the fire is about to rise. You guys should hurry up and bake."
She said, reaching out and pinching the painting girl's wrist, "It's so cold, go and get some heat."
The painting girl looked at her inexplicably and then at Xu Huo, as if she didn't understand this way of greeting.
"My sister can't speak." Xu Huo said as he thanked her, and then pushed the painting girl to the stove.
The middle-aged couple quickly brought up a pot of broth. Because it had been boiled for too long, the broth had turned into a paste. There were scattered mushrooms and some common moss in the forest. It didn't look very good, but it had a fragrant aroma.
But very rich.
"We have already had dinner at home. This is what's left. Don't dislike it." The old man served them soup with kind eyes and handed it to their hands.
The painting girl's appetite was whetted. She poked at the communicator and turned up the volume, "This doesn't look delicious at all."
The middle-aged couple sat down by the fire and remained silent. In fact, except for a few words they said before opening the door, they never spoke again. Faced with the painting girl's pickiness, the man lowered his head and did not respond, while the woman was a little embarrassed.
, he hesitated and opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.
"It's inconvenient to get in and out of the mountains and the food is not plentiful. I really can't eat and drink more than two sips of tea." The old man said with a smile.
Xu Huo didn't choose. He took a sip of the soup and nodded, "It tastes really good."
The painting girl stared at her bowl suspiciously, tasted it reluctantly and thought it tasted pretty good, so she asked the woman for a second bowl.
The woman seemed to be convinced, and she happily served it to her. She also went into the house and got a sweater jacket for her to put on.
"Old man, I couldn't find this place on the map. Why do you live here?" After dinner, Xu Huo chatted with the family, "I see that you all use local materials for food and accommodation, which is not very convenient."
The old man chewed the tea leaves he swallowed and said slowly: "The world outside is changing so much that we can't keep up. It's good to live here and be self-sufficient."
"Yes, the ingredients are all natural, and they are very fresh when cooked. They are not comparable to anything outside." Xu Huo agreed: "We got lost when we walked near here. We don't know which direction to go to the nearest one.
City?"
"We have been out for several days, but the communication device cannot contact the outside world. We want to report to our family as soon as possible. Moreover, the food we brought is not enough, so we need to find some supplies."
The old man shook his head, "I'm afraid it will take several days to walk, but don't worry, there are still a few families on the road. If you are really hungry and thirsty, ask them for something to eat or drink."
"So that's it." Xu Huo nodded with relief. Seeing that the woman was about to put away the pots and dishes to wash, he quickly stood up and helped her.
"No, no, no, you young people can't do this kind of work..." The woman quickly refused, but Xu Huo smiled heartily, "I cook at home, there's nothing I can't do."
In order to show that he really knew how to do it, he took the initiative to roll up his sleeves and wash the dishes. He also told the woman about all the preparations he and his sister had made when they were going to travel. As a result, he had to throw away most of the equipment and pack lightly because he was lost. In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly