It takes time to dry my clothes, so I just bake the fire while eating something and drinking some water.

What I brought with me was individual dry food, the kind compressed to the extreme, one bag was the amount of a meal, and the calories provided in it were basically enough for half a day of strenuous exercise.

This kind of individual dry food takes up very little space, a bag is basically about the size of a bag of 400 grams of melon seeds, and we can basically carry 30 bags at a time, which can ensure a sufficient supply of food within ten days.

If it's an extreme situation, it's not a big problem to last a month.

At the moment I don't have to worry about food, but water is a problem, no matter where I go to bring my own water, it's a problem.

Our backpack, where the back is located, actually has a water bladder, but it can hold up to four liters of water at a time, and about two liters of bottled water.

This may seem like a lot, but if you look at the advice of some health experts, it adds up to less than a day's worth of water.

As I drank water and ate, I started to worry.

I wanted to find a well to get some water, but my last experience scared me, and I didn't dare to go to the well now, because I was afraid that another demon would kick me down, and then another water ghost would drag me down.

But the thought of this made me frown.

Because I thought of the same way as entering the second floor, I entered the second floor because I was sleeping, and I was pulled into the second floor by a ghost thing that looked like a mouse.

Later, I did it again, and although I didn't enter the third layer, I met the opportunity to enter the third layer.

Now that I'm on the third floor, I've been dragged from the well to the third by the water ghost, so I'm now wondering if I can do it again, jump into the well, and let the water ghost drag me to the fourth level.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shiver, it was frozen.

Thinking that I was frozen like a grandson, I decided to forget it, even if the way to enter the fourth layer was really in the well, I didn't decide to go.

"Sleep!" There is nothing to do but sleep.

Of course, I didn't dare to actually go to sleep, not to mention the potential danger, just that I was naked, and it was cold to sleep on the ground.

There is a bed in this house, but I don't want to sleep on it, mainly because I am slippery, who knows if the person who slept in the bed before was sick, who knows if the bed has slept with a dead person.

I'm getting more and more clean now, and I guess it's always related to all kinds of clubs.

Although it is said to be a high-level club, with a health certificate to work, but after all, it is a line of work, people have stumbled, horses have stumbled, in case it is not good, then the game is over.

I'm always reflecting on it after the fact, so I'm quite concerned about it.

So you look at the people who are clean

, often not because they are overly clean, but because they have been dirty.

In fact, in addition to the above reasons, I have a more important reason, and that is to bake clothes.

The clothes were hung on the side, and if no one was baking them, just the little heat from the roasting wanted to dry them early, so I grilled my clothes over and over again like a barbecue, starting with the undershirt.

From the inside out, bake dry one piece and wear another.

Don't say it, these baked clothes are warm and comfortable to wear. It's just that the heat will give you the illusion, and when the clothes return to normal temperature, you will find that they are not dry, so you can only take them off and bake them.

"Next time, you must equip the clothes, otherwise you will fall into the water and freeze to death!" I muttered.

I felt like I was almost dry, but my clothes weren't completely dry, and I had a headache.

If it's outside, it doesn't matter if you're wet, it's cool.

It's almost summer outside, but in this underground, I don't know where the wind blows, it's cold, and sometimes it's cold in combat uniforms.

In a comfortable situation, it is easy to breed some messy thoughts, such as my previous life, this leg does not obey the call, and I walk towards the bar club by myself when I have nothing to do.

However, it is in a comfortable situation, when the environment is bad, after being warm, it is easy to want to sleep.

My clothes were roasting and roasting, and it was almost over, and I was full of food and drink, and there was a warm fire next to me, and I couldn't help but start to doze off, my head was little by little, and my body was also shaking, and I was about to fall asleep completely.

Suddenly, I heard a loud gong and remembered, and then I heard a burst of shouts.

The tone of speech is not the same as the tone of speech we speak now, but it can also be understood, as if it is saying that there is a fire.

I was so confused that I quickly got up and looked out, but I didn't see any fire anywhere.

He shook his head vigorously, and quickly reacted.

"That's not right! Where does the gong sound come from? Where's the shouting?"

At this time, the movement outside is getting louder and louder, and it feels like a lot of people, and the voice seems to be coming towards me.

"What's going on?" My brows were furrowed into a Sichuan character, how I thought about it and felt that something was wrong.

I remember when I first came, it was a dead city, and there wasn't a single one, and now it's suddenly crowded.

Just when I felt that something was wrong, the courtyard door was slammed open, and then a group of people rushed in, carrying wooden buckets, clay pots, and a leather bag, and splashed at me, and my freshly dried clothes were wet again.

"it!" I didn't

I couldn't help but scolded on the spot: "What the hell are you doing?"

In a group of people, an old man-like person stood up, grabbed my wrist, and said bitterly: "Dabao, haven't I explained again and again, you can't make a fire, you can't make a fire, why do you want to make a fire, do you want to kill everyone?"

"My clothes are all wet, what's wrong with baking clothes? Besides, I make a fire in my house, what do you care? Who are you?" I said angrily.

"Hey! You little rabbit cub, I'm your second uncle, who am I? After your father and mother are gone, you will be lawless?" As he spoke, he gave me two more strokes, and he was going to take someone away.

"Don't go! Who allowed you to go? ran into my house, splashed me with water, and wet my clothes that I had managed to dry with great difficulty, and didn't give me an explanation, no one would want to leave today. "I immediately stopped the guy who was leaving, claiming to be my second uncle.

As a result, the next second, I was taken aback, and the second uncle took a group of people and slowly turned around, all looking at me.

I had a creepy feeling when I was stared at by this group of people.

Just now, because of confusion and anger, I didn't pay much attention, but now by the light of the fire, I can see the faces of these people clearly, and their faces are as white as paper, and their expressions are single and lifeless.

"It's not a fucking human!" I shouted in my heart.

Seeing that I was no longer talking, the second uncle felt something from behind and handed it to me: "Isn't it just wet clothes?" It's just for you! Remember, don't get angry again, otherwise the second uncle won't be able to help you!"

After saying that, the second uncle disappeared with a group of people, I chased out the door to look, and found that there was no fart on the street, these guys seemed to come out of thin air and left out of thin air.

And I looked at the clothes in my hand in a daze, these were indeed two clothes, one lining, one outer robe, and no pants.

But the point is not here, the point is that the two clothes in my hand are made of paper, the kind of violet purple robe, and there is a large gilded character "Shou" with a good meaning in the middle.

I'm too familiar with this thing, although the style is different, but I know it, this is the kind of paper clothes that are burned for the dead, and when I used to go to my grandfather's grave, I didn't burn it less.

Now I can understand why I said that the group of people just now is not people, they are a group of paper people, no wonder they are afraid of fire, this is afraid of being served in a pot.

The question at the time was, why was I treated like a treasure? They can also speak a dialect similar to the other person's intonation.

I opened the courtyard gate again, looked out and looked, but I still didn't find where the paper figures were.

In my irritability, I couldn't help but slam my fist on the courtyard door, and instead of the "thump" of wood, I heard the hollow sound of knocking on something very thin.

When I found out about the problem, I slammed the door a few more times and immediately noticed the problem.