After rummaging through the cabinets, there was nothing worth investigating in this room.
Basically, they are all large items used by various mountain tribes. The only animal skin with pictures and texts only records the recipe of a certain kind of food, not to mention books about gods.
I spent a whole day searching upstairs and downstairs but found nothing.
The things found were meaningless to Jia Zhengjin, so he took nothing.
As night fell, Jia Zhengjin, who had made no progress in the investigation, tried to consult the old man Moss through Nuwa.
However, this building is no longer the place that Old Man Moss remembers, and it cannot help at all.
Maybe there is a secret room like a basement or a secret room?
After all, gods, or disasters, are generally unpopular among ethnic groups in this world. Even his fanatical followers cannot reveal their identity?
Following the advice of Old Man Moss, Jia Zhengjin began to search for basements and secret rooms in the building.
The so-called basement and secret room were not found, but I accidentally found a cave in the corner that allowed me to enter and exit.
Out of curiosity, I entered the cave to check it out, and found that it looked a bit like the Zhizhi home of the Moss tribe.
This is a mouse hole!
Jia Zhengjin made a judgment.
There are some food scraps and daily necessities in the cave, as well as traces of life. It is obvious that there are people living there.
But it doesn't help the investigation at all.
Coming out of the cave and preparing to search the building again, a black-furred rat appeared at the entrance of the cave, followed by a giant reddish-brown centipede.
This centipede was carrying a lot of meat and even several corpses of giant soldier ants, and was being led by a black-haired mouse with a rein.
A man and a mouse happened to meet at the entrance of the cave. Jia Zhengjin blinked, while the black-haired mouse cautiously took out an iron weapon that looked like a giant embroidery needle.
The giant centipede behind it also immediately stood upright, bared its teeth and claws at Jia Zhengjin, and made a threatening sound of "呲呲".
"Where did the Leaf Clan come from?" The black-haired mouse looked at Jia Zhengjin carefully, with a fierce look in his eyes, "What are you doing in my house? Are you trying to steal something?"
Anyone would have the same idea when seeing a stranger coming out of their home, so vigilance is inevitable.
Jia Zhengjin understood what the black-haired mouse was thinking, and immediately waved his hand and said, "I didn't know this was your home. I just entered by chance and didn't steal anything."
"Watch him!" The black-haired mouse didn't believe it and ordered the giant centipede. He passed by Jia Zhengjin with an iron weapon and then quickly entered the cave.
The centipede obediently bent its body to form a circle with Jia Zhengjin in the middle, and then stood upright with its head, revealing its sharp jaws as a threat.
In fact, Jia Zhengjin is not afraid of this centipede at all, even if it can swallow him in one bite.
Any attack on oneself is seeking death.
What he was curious about was, why could a black-haired mouse tame a centipede so big and make it obedient?
Or are all the rats in this world capable of taming animals?
He can leave easily, and the giant centipede can't stop him at all.
But he didn't do that. Instead, he stood in the distance and waited quietly.
After a while, the black-haired mouse came out of the hole and appeared in front of Jia Zhengjin: "Fortunately, you didn't lose anything, otherwise you wouldn't be so lucky! Ye Clan, where are you from? What do you want to do in my house?"
Jia Zhengjin is still disguised as the Ye clan, and his identity is more useful.
Hearing the question from the black-haired mouse, he turned around and looked at him: "I did enter your house accidentally, so I came out quickly. The reason why I came here is to investigate some things."
"Are you from the Underground City Guard?" The black-haired mouse thought doubtfully, "No! There should be no Leaf Clan in the Underground City Guard!"
Underground City Guard? This is the first time Jia Zhengjin has heard this word.
"Where are you from? What's going on here?" The black-haired mouse pointed at Jia Zhengjin with a sharp iron weapon in his hand, "I have the right to kill you according to the law when you break into someone else's house without permission!"
Is there such a law?
Jia Zhengjin didn't care. If he really wanted to kill himself, he would thank him instead.
However, apart from the gods, it is impossible for anyone else to kill him.
Even gods may not be able to destroy themselves. The gods of the previous world are examples. Otherwise, why would he take the Nuwa to the new world to find a god powerful enough to destroy himself?
Facing the unkind looks of the black-haired mouse and the giant centipede, Jia Zhengjin didn't feel any mood swings. Of course, there was no need to conflict with them, after all, he had indeed broken into someone else's home.
"I'm investigating the building of this mountain clan and want to know if the owner of this house is a fanatic believer!" Since the black-haired mouse lives here, he may know something about it, so Jia Zhengjin simply didn't hide it.
"Crazy believer?" The black-haired mouse showed a puzzled expression, "What is that?"
"Have you heard of the disaster?" Jia Zhengjin asked.
"Disaster?" The black-haired mouse was stunned for a moment, lowering his head and thinking. After a while, he looked at Jia Zhengjin warily and said, "Why do you ask this?"
"It seems you know!" Jia Zhengjin's eyes lit up.
"What does it have to do with you?" The black-haired mouse looked unkind, "What on earth are you here for, Leaf Clan!"
"I'm looking for disaster!" Jia Zhengjin answered truthfully, "I heard that this place was once the home of a disaster fanatic believer, and disaster seemed to be coming back, so I wanted to search for some clues."
"Where did you hear that?" The black-haired mouse looked Jia Zhengjin up and down.
The other party obviously knew about the disaster, so it might be a good breakthrough.
I searched all the Shan Clan buildings but didn't get any useful information. Maybe this mouse can help.
Thinking of this, Jia Zhengjin tried to ask: "Do you know Old Man Moss?"
"Old Man Moss?" The black-haired mouse's eyes lit up, "My father once mentioned that there was an adventurous Moss tribe from another continent. He liked to be called Old Moss. He seemed to have lived in my house for a while.
Time. But that was a long time ago! My father was still alive at that time..."
"So old man Moss was living in your house at that time?"
"Do you know Old Man Moss?" the black-haired mouse asked.
"Of course! I found it because Old Moss told me about this place!" Jia Zhengjin responded, "It said that this place was once the home of a disaster fanatic believer."
"I don't know what the fanatics are referring to. Father never said it." The black-haired mouse relaxed his vigilance and put away the iron weapon in the shape of an embroidery needle. "But in my memory, when I was still very young, this mountain tribe
The house was still very dilapidated, and there was a strange man living there who often prayed secretly in the secret room late at night. He always said something about the gods, and then my father told me that it was actually a disaster."
"Where is the secret room?!" Jia Zhengjin asked eagerly after finally receiving information about the disaster.
"I told you it happened before," the black-haired mouse shook his head. "Then the weirdo moved away, the old house was completely demolished, and the secret rooms were filled in to create the current building."
