She walked around the small lake and found nothing new. She gritted her teeth and entered the Qianji Cave.
The first floor of the cave is a simple stone room with a stone bed, tables and chairs, all made of original bluestones. The stone bed is covered with a thick layer of straw without any bedding.
Qi Luoer smiled bitterly, alas, it seems that he was born poor.
Just a few days after I was able to live happily, I had to live a primitive life again...[
She touched the straw. Perhaps it was because no one had lived there for a long time, so the straw was a little damp.
She sighed, listening to her master's tone, she would have to stay here for some time, and she had to try her best to make this place as comfortable as possible.
It’s better to be self-reliant and work hard.
He picked up the straw and walked out of the hole, spreading it flat on the shore of the lake.
Fortunately, the sun is just right. If it stays in the sun for two hours, it will probably be very dry.
Qi Luoer went into the cave again and cleaned it thoroughly.
Fortunately, there are no cockroaches, mice or anything like that, so it's better than a prison.
There is also a stone door in the left corner of this cave with a large lock on it, which is probably where you pass through the second and third floors.
She was busy when she suddenly heard a thunderclap outside, a flash of white light, and then heard the whistling wind...
Huh? Her straw!
Qi Luoer rushed out.
She saw that the sky that had been clear just a moment ago was now thick with clouds, and the strong wind was raging, rolling up the straw that she used as bedding into the sky...
Some were blown onto the treetops, and some were blown into the lake...
"The high autumn wind roared in August, rolling up the three-story thatched roof of my house...
The tall one hangs on the forest tip, the lower one floats around the sinking pond..."
Qi Luoer finally understood the helplessness of the great poet Mr. Du Fu.
This poem is so vivid!
Alas, it would be more vivid if the roof was changed to a roof...
Qi Luoer watched helplessly as not a single thatch was left, and there was nothing he could do about it...[