If it wasn't for Facio bringing the wolves to help and becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back, the tree wouldn't have fallen so easily. Zhang Zian didn't dare to get close to a half-fallen tree. It was like setting off fireworks. The fuse had clearly burned out, but the firecrackers were still silent and did not explode. At this time, whether it was to go forward to check or ignore it, there was a risk.
The cat elfins could also help, but cats were too light. Even with Fina, it might not be enough …
"What are your eyes looking at?"
Fei Na noticed that his gaze moved and immediately asked in a cold voice.
"Meow meow meow! Your Majesty, I will help you dig out his evil eyes! "Snowy Lionet bared its fangs and brandished its claws.
Zhang Zian immediately explained, "I wanted to tell you to hurry up and get in the car … No, get on the bridge!"
Although the tree had fallen, he didn't dare to go on the bridge before he confirmed that it was stable. He was still carrying a lot of bags, and it was difficult for him to keep his balance. If he walked on the bridge and the bridge suddenly rolled sideways, he would fall into the water with his bag. He couldn't count on the elfins to save him.
The other elfins crossed the bridge safely. Richard flew back and forth a few times on the river to show off that it had wings and didn't need to cross the bridge.
He pushed the bridge from the side and felt that it was quite stable. He threw the trekking pole across the river and carefully walked on the bridge. He stretched out his arms to help maintain his balance like walking on a tightrope. He tried not to pay attention to the rushing river and finally crossed the river safely.
As for the deer following far behind, it was not a problem for them to cross the river. They could walk on the tree bridge, jump over, or even wade through the water. After all, deer had strong jumping abilities, and they weren't afraid of getting their bodies and backpacks wet like Zhang Zian.
After crossing the river, there were no more obstacles ahead.
After walking for about an hour, it got dark in the forest early. It was dark before evening.
There was no water source around, and the deer did not dare to approach because of the wolves, so he couldn't count on the deer to help him find a water source again.
It was absolutely impossible to not have water. If he couldn't find a water source by the time it was completely dark, he would have a very difficult night.
Zhang Zian was hesitant. Should he turn back downstream and retrace his steps, or should he continue forward and try his luck to see if he could find a water source?
"Oh right, Fathi, other than the river we just passed, where is the nearest water source?" He remembered that Fathi should be able to ask the wolves about the situation, so he asked.
Phae called back the pack of wolves running in front of him and asked them with a low growl.
Zhang Zian quietly waited for the result of the communication between it and the wolves, and took a breather.
After a while, Facio said in surprise, "There's no water source, but according to them, there's a village not far ahead."
"Ah? Village? "
Zhang Zian was shocked. The fact that there was a village in the primeval forest was no less than seeing a ghost in broad daylight.
"Didn't you say that the only human settlement nearby was Peter Lee's?" he asked.
"Yes." Fathi nodded calmly. "Because this village has long been abandoned. The wolves discovered it when they came here in the past. At that time, there was no one in the village. It's not exactly accurate to call it a village because there were only a few houses."
"I see …"
Zhang Zian looked at the sky. If they couldn't find a water source, instead of camping in the wild, it would be better to go to the abandoned village and spend the night.
Another thing he considered was that since there had been people living there, maybe the villagers had a way to solve the water problem. They couldn't just carry a pole to the river every day to fetch water, right?
"Okay, ask the wolves to take us there," he said.
Fathi growled a few more times, and the wolves collectively turned in another direction after receiving the order.
Zhang Zian and the elfins followed behind.
After walking for a while, they found what looked like a pedestrian path in the forest. Although it was overgrown with weeds, they found a blurred road sign on the side of the road.
They followed the arrow on the road sign for a few more minutes, and indeed, a mini village appeared in front of them.
Just as Facui had said, the so-called village only had a dozen or so houses scattered around. Some were made of stone, some were made of wood, and some were made of half stone and half wood. The inside of the windows were all dark, and it looked eerie.
If it was an ordinary person who suddenly saw these houses while walking in the forest, they would probably be shocked. They might even think that it was a haunted house. But Zhang Zian wasn't that afraid. The eerie feeling was just a psychological effect. Compared to ghosts, people were scarier.
"Is this the residence of the hunters in the forest?" Old Time Tea asked.
Zhang Zian shook his head. "No, hunting has been banned here for a long time, unless it's someone with a hunting license or someone who doesn't care about the law."
Even if there were hunters in the forest, they could just build a small wooden house to rest, just like Veteran Mike's house. And these houses had obviously been used as long-term residences.
Outside the houses, there were tables, chairs, and trolleys for people to cool off. There were even old swings at the back of some houses, and there was even a red Chevrolet car from the 1960s. The paint was peeling off, and it was covered with pine leaves and leaves.
Some houses had their doors wide open, while others had their doors and windows tightly shut. But from many signs, the owners of the houses didn't leave in a hurry.
"Look over there."
Zhang Zian pointed to the side and said, "It's the stable and the beehive. I understand now. This used to be the residence of the beekeepers and the wranglers. "
Next to a house, there were many wooden boxes lined up in an orderly manner, and on top of them was a wooden shed to shelter them from the wind and rain.
Further away, a long row of stables blocked the front of a house like a wall, and the trough in the stables was also covered with dead leaves.
Beekeepers and wranglers were like geese, migrating from place to place periodically. Where flowers were blooming, where the water and grass were abundant, they would move there. When the flowering season was over and the water and grass were yellow, they would move to another place.
This place used to be a fixed place for them to migrate to. However, no one knew when it started. Perhaps with the continuous commercialization of California, this traditional industry was on the decline, and beekeeping and horse herding could no longer fill their stomachs. The owners of the houses gradually stopped visiting this place, and it became an abandoned village.
If he guessed correctly, the beekeepers and wranglers who used to live here might have been Native Americans.
The history of Native Americans in the United States was a coffee table full of cups.
After solving the problem of why the village was abandoned, everyone was relieved. Otherwise, they would have been thinking about this problem all night.
In any case, they didn't have to stay in a tent tonight.
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