Wu Xiaoxie explained that when they were out wandering around, they picked up a friend.
Agui's eldest daughter is a bit shy and not as lively and outgoing as Yuncai. After hearing this, she didn't ask any more questions.
The four of them went upstairs one by one and squeezed into Wu Xiaoxie's room.
"Those people on the hillside..." Wu Xiaoxie stopped talking.
Zhang Zhuxun spoke the rest of his words for him, "It is impossible for locals and outsiders to disguise themselves in Yao costumes. This village is so big, and every household will know if a stranger comes."
The fat man hissed, "If you're a local, could it be that Chen Pi Ah Si stayed here before?"
Zhang Zhuoxun nodded, "It's very possible that we are all being targeted by them now. I'm afraid it will be difficult to go to the stilt building again."
"Then let's go explore the building where I saw the figure with the slumped shoulder last night." Wu Xiaoxie said decisively, "Since the slumped shoulder lives here, and it seems that Agui intends to hide it, maybe he can find it in that house.
Some clues."
"Fat man, go and lure Yuncai's sister away." Wu Xiaoxie looked at the fat man and said.
The fat man was a little hesitant, "What, I think, although Agui may have a problem, that little girl Yuncai is soft and weak, so there should be no problem."
Zhang Shuxun patted him and said, "That's why I asked you to test it out. Who asked you to chat with this little girl in vain?"
"Okay." The fat man nodded. The redness on his skin was still a bit gone, so he could use this opportunity to send Sister Yuncai to buy medicine.
Zhang Zhuxun and the others watched the fat man go downstairs, stood in front of Sister Yuncai and said something, and the girl ran out with a worried look on her face.
The fat man turned around and made an OK gesture upstairs.
"Zhenzhen, you stay in this room and look out. If someone comes, find a way to help the fat man delay for some time." Zhang Zhuxun said to Wu Xiaoxie.
Wu Xiaoxie nodded in agreement.
Zhang Zhuxun and his little brother climbed out of the side window and quietly jumped to the ground under the cover of the bamboo building.
There is a vegetable field more than two meters wide between the two bamboo buildings. In order to avoid leaving traces, the two deliberately walked slowly and carefully through the vegetable field, and climbed up to the second floor from the side that blocked their view. p>
"The windows are locked, so you can only go through the door." Zhang Zhuxun said softly.
The little brother nodded, leaned his ear against the wooden wall and listened, "There was no movement, there was no one inside."
The door is not locked, just closed.
Zhang Zhuxun put his hand up and pushed it tentatively.
The wooden door opened a crack with a hissing sound, and the friction sound when the door shaft rotated was particularly sharp.
Zhang Zhuoxun cursed secretly, looked back and looked around, and found nothing strange, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's go." The little brother whispered and squeezed in through the crack in the door.
Zhang Zhuoxun also quickly followed in, turned around and closed the door quietly.
Looking around, you can see at a glance the furnishings in the room, which couldn't be simpler.
There is a wooden table and a bamboo chair against the wall. There is a small cabinet beside the bed. There are no daily necessities on the bed. At a glance, you can tell that people don't live here often.
The little brother walked to the wall, stared at a few simple knives and axes on it, then turned to turn over the table.
Zhang Zhuoxun walked to the other side, took some thin wire from the space, bent it into the keyhole, fiddled with it a few times, and the cabinet door lock opened.
Because there was a layer of dust on the cabinet and he was afraid of leaving fingerprints, he used a dagger instead of his fingers to open the cabinet door.
Just the slightest movement made dust fly.
Zhang Zhuxun took a step back and waited for the dust to dissipate before squatting down and picking up a small papyrus notebook sewn with black needlework on the bottom of the cabinet.
The material is very rough, a bit like the kraft paper he used to cover textbook covers.
When I opened it, I saw that it was full of ancient Yao characters.
Although Zhang Zhuxun once learned the Yao language during his stay with the Yao people in order to investigate his own life experience, but at that time
They have popularized Mandarin, and what Zhang Zhuxun learned was only some Yao language used for daily communication. Such ancient Yao script, let alone Zhang Zhuxun, even the serious Yao people probably don’t have many.
An acquaintance.
Zhang Zhuoxun frowned, this girl is really sad.
At this time, the system in my mind suddenly bubbled up.
[Host, these are some accounts recorded]
"Accounts?" Zhang Zhuxun was stunned for a moment, "Do you know the words on it?"
[Recognition, this book itself has no useful value. It seems to be just recorded casually. The first few pages are stones and wood used in large-scale projects, and the following are some salt, grain, etc. The content is very scattered and incomplete]
Zhang Zhuoxun frowned, large project?
Is it the Zhangjia ancient building or the new Yao Village?
The address of the Zhangjia Ancient Building has been chosen since the Ming Dynasty. The person who built this project was Shi Shinglei from the Qing Dynasty. The memory in this book is too simple, so it shouldn't be the case.
Then it can only be the record of a craftsman when the new Yao Village was built after the original Yao Village was flooded.
I don’t know where I got this small account book from, but it won’t be of much help to Zhang Zhuxun.
There were only a dozen or so pages. Zhang Zhuoxun quickly took the pictures with his camera and put the book back to its original position.
There was also a bundle of loose hemp rope hanging in the cabinet, but I didn't find anything special.
Zhang Zhuxun closed the cabinet, restored it to its original state, and turned to see his little brother.
"What did you find?" he asked.
The little brother looked a little strange and turned around to show Zhang Zhu what he had in his hand.
It turned out to be another "iron gourd", exactly the same shape as the one in the iron box before.
Just as Zhang Zhuxun was about to say something, the fat man's voice came from outside, "Oh, sister Yuncai, you are back!"
Then Yun Cai's voice came, "Fat brother, what's wrong with your face?"
Wu Xiaoxie, who was upstairs, looked down, picked up the medicine bottle on the table, and ran downstairs pretending to be in a hurry.
"Oh, fat man, just in this moment, your face looks more serious than before. Quick, spray this medicine on it first."
Wu Xiaoxie said anxiously, his body just in the middle, blocking Yun Cai's view of the bamboo building.
"What kind of medicine are you talking about? Does it work?" The fat man shouted deliberately in an exaggerated way.
"I don't know. I think this is the only medicine we brought that seems to have the effect of reducing swelling and relieving pain. Why don't you try spraying it on first." Wu Xiaoxie said.
Not two seconds later, the fat man screamed even more miserably, "What kind of useless medicine is this? It has no effect at all. Why does the fat man feel more itchy?"
Yun Cai stood aside, looking at the less obvious redness and swelling on the fat man's face, and felt a little at a loss, "What should I do?"
Wu Xiaoxie took the opportunity and said: "Yuncai, there should be a doctor in your village. Your sister went to see the doctor before, but she hasn't come back yet. Is there something that delayed her over there? Could you please help find one?"
Look, we have only been here two days and we don’t know the way.”
Yuncai hesitated for a moment, "Okay then, hey, where is the other person you are with?"
