Daomu Biji

We didn't do anything here and waited for three days.In these three days, the only thing I paid attention to was the hole where they disappeared. This is a long and anxious process. I think only those who are in the place can realize it.

During this time, I tried to enter that hole more than once, but all ended in failure.This is really not a passage that ordinary humans can climb. My highest one only climbed ten meters at a time. I was completely exhausted, and my calf shook like a bran.

Among this group of people, the uncles of the third group must not dare to go deeper. The only thing that is likely to go in is the black blind man, but he has never shown that meaning. I think he probably feels that he can not come in with confidence.The atmosphere in the camp was dull. The "mop" urged to leave several times, saying that the two men may have died inside. Since we cannot enter, we still need to save some energy and dry food to prepare for going out.

I can't accept it. It will be the result of coming here with all my hard work. I can hardly hear these words in my head, and I just think about what is going on inside.

Wen Jin untied the rope. She deliberately. I remembered her smile before leaving. I felt she might have planned it already.In this way, she knows what will happen in it, and she knows that this kind of "not coming out" will happen.

Wen Jin came all the way and spoke very fatally. Her life over the past few years is simply beyond description. It is possible for her to have such an idea. Maybe she found that there is no solution to her "corpseization", so Wan Nian was gray and chose to end his life.But what about stuffy oil bottles?Why didn't he come out?This makes no sense, and I can be sure that something must have happened inside.

What could it be?There is simply no direction to think, are they lost?I think the tunnels inside are winding and winding, forming an endless labyrinth. After entering, they can't come out, but this can't explain why Wen Jin untied the rope.

My mind was full of extremely anxious thoughts. When I rested, I saw a deep hole in front of my eyes. It was a deep hole when I closed my eyes.

I really don't want to write down the situation afterwards.

From the fourth day, the mop people began to complain constantly. I was in a very bad mood and I had to fight them several times.But there was still no movement in that hole. At one time I even doubted whether Wen Jin and the dull oil bottle had never existed at all. All these were my speculations.

The anxiety and anxiety are getting heavier, and my heart begins to admit that the mop may be right, but my reason makes me have to quarrel with them.This almost crashed me.

On the sixth day, the "mop" finally took the people away. In their view, there was no doubt about this matter. Even if the oil bottle and Wenjin did not die, they would die in a few days.Originally they wanted to rely on our experience to take them out, but in this case they obviously refused to waste it. The black blind patted me. I meant to let me go, but I refused.He sighed and left, leaving only me and the fat man.

They also took a lot of food, I know it must be above average, but I am too lazy to quarrel with them.

The fat man actually persuaded me, but he knew my temper, I experienced all this, and here, even if there is no perfect period, there should be a crippled rest, but this suddenly stopped, I suddenly found myself stupid Damn, what am I doing here?Is this the case, everything is over?I absolutely cannot accept it.

The fat man had no choice but to accompany me. The two of us just looked at each other and waited. I suddenly thought of an absurd drama called "Waiting for Godot" and couldn't help crying. I thought my absurd drama was still a tragedy.

These days lasted a few days, and I ca n’t remember it, but it wo n’t be too long, because we do n’t have much dry food, but we did n’t finish it.

After the mop left, I was almost desperate in my heart, and even said that I would collapse just a little bit. I was completely unable to think about what I was doing here. The only thing I could do every day was to see the hole.According to the fat man, it was a madman's act.

On that day, I woke up awkwardly after sleeping, and the fat man was going to watch the night but also fell asleep, snoring there.These days I have been sleeping comfortably, and the wounds on my body have healed.

I have no incentive to wake him up.I walked under the hole. I did n’t know how many times I looked up, or there was nothing. I watched it dullly for more than ten minutes, and then I went to have breakfast.

The dry food for me and the fat man was almost gone. I turned it out and found the half of the biscuits I ate yesterday and ate them.Eating and eating, I suddenly heard a strange sound, as if singing, and as if dreaming.

I thought it was a fat man who was telling dreams and didn't care at all. He ate a few biscuits and wanted to wake him up.At this moment, I was suddenly excited, and I saw that there was a person lying between me and the fat man.

I broke free from my trance, and after a closer look, I found that it turned out to be a dull oil bottle.

He was obviously thinner and shrunk there under the blanket without any movement.

When did he come back?When we sleep?

At first I thought I was dreaming, and then I realized that it was n’t. I was almost mad and rushed over, grabbed his blanket and shouted, "You fucker, where did you fucking go?"

He was pulled up by me, and I wanted to pinch him, but when I saw his face, I suddenly found something wrong.His expression was strange, completely different from his usual appearance, and his eyes were dull, his body was trembling, and his lips were trembling, as if he had been caught in evil.

With a chuckle in my heart, I immediately awakened the fat man, and then lifted the dull oil bottle, holding his neck to call his name.But he did not react in any way, and it seemed that he could not hear our voice at all, and even his eyes would not move.

There was an extremely ominous thought in my heart, and the fat man came to see me and asked me what was going on.I said how do I know.He pressed the temple of the dull oil bottle and looked at his expression. He said with a tongue: "I fucking, won't it, is the brother stupid?"

"Impossible, don't you bullshit." I said, screaming, "Don't pretend, I know you're pretending, you can't cheat me!" He heard him shivering and shrinking there in silence Something in my mouth from time to time.

I listened close to his lips, and I heard him saying something in a hurry:

"There is no time." (Unfinished, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)