I looked up to see how the sun was getting in.

But when I saw the above situation, I realized that this light source was unreasonable. Because you can't see the sky here, let alone the sun, there is only a slanted stone top in the air at a height of tens of meters.

The top of the stone is very inclined, as if one stone wall has collapsed and smashed on the other, giving the impression that it could fall down at any moment.

Although the top of the stone is tens of meters in the air, we can see it clearly when we stand at the bottom. The color of the roof is also black, which makes us feel even more incredible, in this case, how does the sunlight shine in?

For a while, a few people were talking about each other, and all kinds of impossible theories came out of the mouths of us. In the end, I think the most reliable answer may be the sunlight that comes in.

The reason why I agree with this point of view is that I want to end this useless topic as soon as possible, I don't want to think about this wonder of the natural world anymore, and of course I am also very grateful for the appearance of this kind of sunlight, because it can allow us to see everything clearly without flashlight.

When I stopped paying attention to the source of the sun, I found out who used gravel to put four big words on the ground: "We are fine".

This made me a little angry, for we had used all the rubble on the ground to pile up graves when we buried the bodies yesterday, and it was clear that the stones had been taken down from the graves, and I could bear their vexatious pettiness while they waited, and I would not mind making fun of me, but I could not tolerate them demolishing their brothers' graves for fun.

"Who made this?" The first thing that came to my mind was Scar, so I kept looking at him.

"It's not me, it's a prostitute." Scar explained.

"Xiao Qi, remember what I told you, how did I see them trapped here, right? It's because of the sunshine here, I can see them here when I'm outside. Now that we have sunshine, I wondered if people outside would be able to see our picture, so I made four words that we are good, if they do, then they don't have to worry about us. The old prostitute showed a smug smile, and then said: "How about it, your brother prostitute is smart, isn't it a bit of a calf."

After listening to what the old prostitute said, I was powerless to refute it, after all, his intentions were good, and he was also thinking about people outside. But I still asked, "You took these stones from the grave, right?"

"Damn, you have wronged a good person, these stones were taken out of the toilet by me, and I will not be able to move the stones on the grave if there is a lack of stones."

After the old prostitute finished speaking, Scar also echoed: "I took it from the toilet, and I took it for you."

"Toilets?" I wondered, and my heart said, when will there be a toilet here?

The old prostitute pointed with her hand and said, "If you want to go to the toilet conveniently in the past two days, I made the toilet."

I looked in the direction of the old prostitute's finger, almost didn't laugh, I don't know when he got it, hung a piece of clothing at the entrance of a thief's hole, blocked the hole, and then carved the words "prostitute scar toilet" on the stone wall next to the hole.

As soon as I saw the name, I knew that it was chosen with the name of the old prostitute and Scar, but the name was really bad, and it was called "prostitute toilet." ”

"When did you get this?" I asked the old prostitute.

"When, when you're asleep, your kid is really the boss's life, you don't wake up when you're working, it's all done, you're awake. I can tell you Xiao Qi, this toilet charges you, one hundred at a time. ”

"Why?" I wondered

"Because you didn't have any fucking strength, and just now you questioned me that these stones were taken from the grave, so the toilet adopts a fee system for you." After the old prostitute finished speaking, she shouted to Scar: "You are responsible for recording it for him in the past two days, and we will divide the account when we go back."

Scar smiled and agreed.

"Okay, then I'll go and feel how luxurious your 100-dollar toilet is."

As soon as I walked towards the toilet with my feet up, the old prostitute asked, "Are you big or small?"

I glanced back at the old prostitute and scolded, "You're fucking endless, why do you still charge for the size of your toilet?"

"I just want to remind you to pay attention, if it's small, you don't need to remind it, if it's big, you have to pay attention, don't pull out the sparks, and then blow up the gas inside, it's not a matter of a hundred yuan." After the old prostitute finished speaking, Scar laughed heartily on the side.

I've long been accustomed to this kind of joke of the old prostitute, but the charge is true, as soon as this guy leaves the cemetery, the first thing he thinks of is to ask me for money, and I don't know if he was a poor ghost in his last life, and if he owes him a little money, he can dig up your ancestral grave.

When he came out, Scar brought me a bottle of water, saying that he wanted to wash my hands. I glanced at the water in the bottle, it wasn't the mineral water we brought, it was supposed to be poured into the water below.

Scar was pouring water for me with a water bottle to wash my hands, and the old prostitute said from a distance: "How about Xiaoqi, the consumption value of 100 yuan, our service is absolutely professional." After saying that, he told me that the few water bottles there were for washing my face and hands, so I didn't drink badly.

I took a look, and it seems that during the time I was asleep, the old prostitute and Scar really did a lot of things. I'm glad that I still have an old prostitute by my side at this time, and with him, I'm really much more relaxed.

I asked the old prostitute if she hadn't slept all the time, and he said that he had slept for a while, but after Meng Xinrui woke up, he didn't sleep again.

However, he said that Meng Xinrui woke up the same as the last time she woke up, without saying a word, and fell asleep again after a few seconds.

The old prostitute said that Meng Xinrui's situation should be fine now, and he was a little worried about the little wolf now, after all, he hadn't woken up once for so long.

The old prostitute rummaged through the pills on the little wolf and wanted to give them to the little wolf and Meng Xinrui, but was stopped by San'er.

San'er said that their current situation is not suitable for taking this medicine, and the specific reason is not clear, after all, this is the pill of the Murong family, and San'er knows its efficacy and role better than us, so the old prostitute did not feed the little wolf and Meng Xinrui.

I asked the old prostitute and Scar to go to bed again, and I took care of the little wolf and Meng Xinrui, and then I fed them some water and soaked biscuits.

During the period after I woke up, San'er never moved except for a few words, always leaned against the stone wall and closed his eyes to recuperate, and I didn't see him eat.

After the old prostitute fell asleep with Scar, I kept leaning against the stone wall and watching the little wolf, and I was a little worried.

It stands to reason that his physique is much better than Meng Xinrui, and he should wake up before Meng Xinrui, but Meng Xinrui has woken up twice, but he hasn't woken up once.

In the process of waiting, I even involuntarily tried twice to test whether the wolf was still breathing. Every time I felt his faint breath, I was able to tell myself that he wasn't dead, that he was alive.

The wait was not only long, but also anxious, and after a day's time, it was dark again.

During this period, Meng Xinrui woke up twice, and her state after waking up was better and better each time. The longest time she woke up for more than three minutes, but she still couldn't communicate, but there was a good thing, the last time she woke up, her lips could move. She wanted to say something to us, but she couldn't make a sound, which was proof that her consciousness had been restored, but some of her bodily functions and transmission systems had not yet fully recovered.

The most worrying thing is the little wolf, in the daytime, he still hasn't woken up, his physical performance has not improved at all, his breathing is still very weak, and his face is still very bad.

After everyone had eaten some food, the old prostitute asked me to go to bed, saying that he was in charge of taking care of the night.

In the process of sleeping in such shifts, the little wolf actually spoke.