"It's a pity, the drought has been going on for years, and the water in the sewers is continuously decreasing... Alas, who knows when it will end," Sha Sanli swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at the full moon that had just risen.
Lu Yuan also knew that this map meant a significant favor.
He couldn't understand the text on it and could only hand it over to Old Cat.
Old Cat took out a sheet of white paper, fitted a water pen onto her cat paw, and in less than 10 minutes, perfectly reproduced the map.
After such a conversation, as the evening approached, the Sha Li People arranged an unoccupied earthen house for them, which was cleaned a bit.
"If you need anything, just tell me."
The native village without technology had such conditions.
Lu Yuan didn't mind, adapting to the local customs.
The house wasn't big, just about thirty square meters.
There was also a deep basement, like a well, about 10 meters deep, with a bed at the bottom.
