"No, nothing." Qin Wuyou didn't know what to say for a moment. He had never suffered such grievances, and actually fell into drinking other people's foot washing water. Although the water flowed so much, he might not have been drinking foot washing water, but he felt uncomfortable.

"Oh." Seeing Qin Wuyou, Angel Leng no longer wanted to play with water. She took back her feet soaked in the water. She jumped up the stream with barefoot and walked two steps up the stream, then squatted down and drank it. Qin Wuyou was drinking so vigorously just now, and she saw it all, knowing that the stream was fresh water and could drink it.

Angel Leng seemed to see something in the water, and kept her squatting posture still. She slowly reached into the water at a very slow speed. After more than ten seconds, she suddenly swung her hands out, throwing a small fish the size of a finger and the stream to the shore.

Suddenly, the fish left the water and were thrown on the shore. The little fish kept beating.

"It's not bad. I caught a fish, but unfortunately it's a little smaller. If we could catch more than a dozen more, our dinner today will be settled." Qin Wuyou pinched the struggling fish with two fingers, looked carefully for a while and smiled.

"No more, I saw this one." Angel Leng stood up, jumped back to the big stone she was sitting on before. Although she was just squatting just now, and it was not long, it was also a heavy burden for her feet. She needed something that could support her body.

"That's a pity. A small fish is useless. It's a pity to eat it." Qin Wuyou sighed regretfully, throwing the fish, whose struggle in his hand, which had gradually become smaller, back into the water.

"Leng, do you see if there is a house there?" Qin Wuyou, who threw the little fish back into the water, glanced at him and suddenly found a strange place on the top of the mountain next to the waterfall.

This mountain is half a head higher than other mountains. Unlike other mountains, other peaks are pointed tops and lush trees. The top of this mountain is a very flat platform with flat surfaces without any tall trees. A small wooden house stands in the center.

Such a unique appearance seems abrupt among the mountains. Before, both of them were attracted by the beautiful scenery of the waterfalls and the valley, and they did not discover it immediately.

"Yes, this is what I told you before." Following the direction of Qin Wuyou's finger, a small wooden house instantly came into view.

"Let's go and take a look now. If there is a house, there is a very likely person." Qin Wuyou walked quickly to the angel's cold squatted down.

Angel Leng also followed the trend and relied on his back again. Perhaps it had been once, or perhaps for other reasons. Now Angel Leng no longer rejects Qin Wuyou's carrying him on his back. The movements of relying on Qin Wuyou's back are very natural.

Qin Wuyou carried the angel cold on his back and searched under this unique mountain for a long time and finally found the path up the mountain covered by lush shrubs.

When they found this path, their hearts were cold and they felt like they wanted to have a happy life.

As a result, I had to go up and see for myself. Qin Wuyou no longer delayed and climbed up the top of the mountain with difficulty along the path.

After a difficult climb and climbing up the top platform, Qin Wuyou finally understood why there were no tall trees here. After human trimming, a half-human-tall tree was planted.

"Is this... rose?" Qin Wuyou was a little surprised. He looked at the low tree in front of him and felt very familiar.

Holding the angel on her back tightly, she kept her from sliding down. She bent down to look at the small tree in front of her and saw sharp thorns growing on each branch of the small tree. That's right, it's the roses used to symbolize love on the earth. I didn't expect that there were also some here. It was planted nearly acre of land, and the platform was full of planting, so many planted. Is the rose language here the same as the earth?

"This is indeed the same species as the roses on the earth." As Qin Wuyou bent down, Angel Leng Ye could approach and observe the small tree in front of him.

"It's a pity that the rose flowering period is not yet here. Otherwise, such a large rose garden would be beautiful and beautiful, and it is desirable in this quiet and beautiful valley." Qin Wuyou sighed.

"I'm afraid no one has been here for a long time." The angel on Qin Wuyou's back said coldly.

"Oh? How did you see it?" Qin Wuyou, who had stood up again, asked curiously.

"This rose garden is full of weeds, and you see that wooden house is already dilapidated, and it has obviously been a long time since no one has taken care of it."

The small wooden house located in this rose garden does not have so many prosperous decorations. It is simple, simple, and even a bit rough. The wooden boards on the wall can clearly see the rings of time, and the cracks radiate the traces of wind and rain. The surroundings are covered with messy weeds, like a forgotten old man, standing alone on the top of the mountain, sitting and watching the lonely smoke stand upright, setting sun, the prosperity of the world falls, and the flowers bloom and fall.

Qin Wuyou took the angel coldly to walk the winding path in the garden, passing through the rose garden and came to the wooden house.

"Is anyone?"

Qin Wuyou shouted at the wooden hut. After waiting for more than ten seconds, he saw no one responded. Qin Wuyou continued to shout a few more times, but no one answered. His heart completely sank.

Is there no one? Qin Wuyou walked up and dragged the angel behind him with one hand and pushed open the door of the wooden house with the other.

"Bang."

Qin Wuyou pushed it lightly, and the small wooden door fell directly from the door frame and fell backward. The wooden door fell to the ground, stirring up dust all over the room.

"Ahem..."

Qin Wuyou, caught off guard, was directly thrown into dust, choking Qin Wuyou kept coughing.

Seeing this, Angel Leng stretched out his slender hand to cover Qin Wuyou and his mouth and nose. Qin Wuyou hurriedly took a few steps back and waited for the dust to settle before entering.

A few minutes later, the dust filled the entire wooden house finally settled, and Qin Wuyou and Angel Leng stepped across the door and walked in.

This wooden house has not been inhabited for a long time. Cobwebs are covered with spider webs in every corner of the house. Several large holes have been broken on the roof, and the eyes have drooped columns of light through the holes.

Qin Wuyou gently stroked the old table with his hands, and a thick layer of dust was immediately stained with his hands, leaving three conspicuous scratches on the table.

The wooden house has only one square room, and the dusty house is very simple. There is only a small wooden bed in the house. In the center of the room is a wooden table with several holes and three or four small stools. On the wooden table is a bowl with several notches, two plates covered with mycelium, and a pair of moldy, short and thin chopsticks. The wood at both corners of the wooden table has rotted, and a pinch can break the rotten wood.

"Oh, it's cold, and it's another empty joy. It seems that we'll have to stay here for a while. But now we can treat this place as a place to shelter from wind and rain. It's a blessing in disguise, but it's a bit harder."

"It doesn't matter." Angel cold has no requirements for the living environment, whether it is a modern house, a small house in the forest, or even if it is sleeping in the wilderness.

She has been in any environment for thousands of years of life, and has long been very indifferent to these things and has been at peace with the situation.
Chapter completed!