Sima Hongyan said: "This heel is made of iron birch, it is extremely hard, the location of the digging hole is reserved before, and only in this digging oil can it flow out, understand?" In this case, the shoes will be worn as usual after the oil is poured, and the two are not mistaken! ”

After Sima Hongyan's explanation, the woman felt that this method was seamless, and couldn't help but say three "wonderful" words in a row.

After pouring one shoe, Sima Hongyan put it back on, took off the other shoe as well, dug a hole in the heel of the other shoe according to the procedure just now, and poured the oil inside into the bowl.

Put back on her shoes, Sima Hongyan wanted to dip the wick in oil, and after the wick was coiled at the bottom of the bowl, he poked one end to the edge of the bowl, and a crude oil lamp was completed.

When the woman saw an oil lamp in front of her, and was about to see the light she had not seen for a long time, her heart was ecstatic, and she couldn't help but smile all over her face. When I was happy, I suddenly remembered something, my face sank instantly, and my heart full of joy suddenly came to naught, and I was stunned on the spot.

As soon as she could hear the woman's "hehe" laughter, it suddenly disappeared, Sima Hongyan felt wrong, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The woman said a little deflated: "I'm happy to be busy for so long, we, we don't have fire!" ”

For this strange woman who has begun to call "we", Sima Hongyan was secretly happy in her heart and said, "What is this? There are many ways to make fire, so let you see my methods! But we made a pact ahead of time, if I make a light, you'll tell me who you are, why you're here, and what it is. Do you agree? ”

The woman said, "That's all?" No problem, it's not a secret anyway, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. Hurry up, hurry up and get it on fire. ”

Hearing the woman's urgent voice, Sima Hongyan suddenly felt a trace of pity for her. It's really not easy for a woman to be locked up in such a place for so long and still be able to talk like a normal person. If I had been myself, I would have gone crazy a long time ago.

Sima Hongyan stretched out his left hand, shook his five fingers back and forth, and said to the woman, "Look carefully!" With that, he gently cut the tip of the knife into the nail of his left little finger.

The woman immediately exclaimed, "What are you doing? She thought that Sima Hongyan was using a knife to gouge out her fingers, but she didn't expect that this girl was really hiding things, and she could hide them in the flesh.

But Sima Hongyan didn't have a painful expression on his face, and carefully picked a small thing from the tip of his finger with the tip of the knife. The woman thought it was Sima Hongyan's own flesh and skin, and felt a little like vomiting, and her expression was distorted together.

Although he couldn't see it, Sima Hongyan guessed that the woman had misunderstood, so he was busy explaining in his hand: "This is a specially processed fire phosphorus, which usually sticks to the back of my fingernails, and this thing ignites when it comes to air, so I have to be careful not to scratch the wrapping paper on the outside of it, and I have to be careful not to scratch my own fingers." As he spoke, Sima Hongyan fumbled the little thing on the tip of the knife and glued it to the tip of the wick of the simple oil lamp.

It's really hard for Sima Hongyan to do this, just because he can't see it, what was originally easy to do now has become extremely complicated.

At this time, Sima Hongyan sent the knife in his hand forward and said, "I can't see clearly, you can do the rest!" ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, did not stretch out her hand, and said strangely: "You are generous, just give me your weapon so easily!" Aren't you afraid that I'll use it to harm you? ”

Sima Hongyan smiled and said, "Do you want to kill me with a knife with your ability?" Besides, we're in the same condition now, and it's not good for you to kill me! ”

The woman took the knife and said, "You and I don't know each other, but you don't hide anything from me, and let me know so many secrets about you, I don't know if you lack the heart or are you too easy to trust people?" ”

Sima Hongyan said: "The first thing to be established between people is trust, if we are all hostile and defensive against each other from the beginning, then I am afraid that we will really be locked up in this black prison forever." Let's put that aside, let's light the lamp first. ”

The woman looked at the oil lamp with a knife and asked, "What do you want me to do?" ”

Sima Hongyan said: "Do you see that little thing stuck to the wick?" You pierce it with the tip of your knife, but be sure to keep your distance so that you don't get hurt by the flames. ”

According to Sima Hongyan's words, the woman found a white gadget the size of a fingernail on the wick, she poked lightly with the tip of the knife, and suddenly pricked out a small eye, seeing that there was no reaction and was thinking about whether she needed to prick it again, suddenly heard the sound of "hissing", and a spark burst out of thin air, this fire phosphorus burned so fast, it ignited almost instantly, the light was particularly dazzling, the woman couldn't adapt for a while, turned her head and closed her eyes to dodge, and almost dropped the bowl to the ground in a panic.

After a blinding flash, the woman slowly turned back, and saw a faint light of fire flickering in the bowl she was holding, and although it was not the size of a fingernail, it still illuminated the surroundings.

It had been too long since she had seen the light, and her eyes were a little uncomfortable, and the woman squinted her eyes for a while before daring to open her eyes to see the firelight.

This little bit of light is too weak in the whole darkness, but this little bit of light can sweep away the darkness and make people courageous. The woman looked at this light with mixed feelings, and was so stunned that she unconsciously shed a tear.

When the firelight lit up, Sima Hongyan finally saw the woman's face. Before they met, Sima Hongyan created several images of this woman in his mind through his voice. There are those who are unkempt and dirty, there are those who are ugly without clothes, there are those who are full of wrinkles and fierce faces, and there are those whose faces are disfigured with scars, in short, all kinds of ugly appearances Sima Hongyan thought of.

Who knew that when she saw her true face, Sima Hongyan found that she was wrong again, although this woman's voice was hoarse like an old woman, her appearance was not old at all, and she looked about thirty years old. It looks like my hair hasn't been washed for a long time, but it's still neatly combed and draped behind me. Her clothes were so dirty that she couldn't see them as they were, but they were still neatly dressed. Her face was full of dirt, but it was difficult to hide her delicate features, especially those bright eyes, like two black gems, shining in the light of the lamp.

When he saw this woman for the first time, Sima Hongyan suddenly had an illusion, as if he had seen this woman somewhere, but he immediately told himself in his heart that he had never seen this woman.

Since Sima Hongyan crossed here, she knew only a limited number of people, and if she had seen someone before, she would definitely remember it, so she could still be sure that she had never seen this woman's face. I don't know why, I know that she is a stranger, but Sima Hongyan feels that she is not a stranger at all, and there is a strange sense of familiarity.

The woman felt Sima Hongyan's gaze staring at her, she raised her head and looked at Sima Hongyan's eyes with her dark and shiny eyes and asked, "Have you seen enough?" My countenance is not as beautiful as yours, as for you to stare at it like this? As he spoke, he handed the knife back.

Sima Hongyan smiled and didn't speak, took the knife and put it in his arms, pretending to avoid the woman's eyes casually, and looked around. Finally there was light, and she wanted to see what it was.

Asking for the lamp bowl from the woman's hand, Sima Hongyan walked along the wall with a fire. The woman had said that this was a dungeon, and Sima Hongyan had stayed for a while, judging from the gloomy and damp environment, it was indeed built underground.

Sima Hongyan touched and knocked on the wall, and found that the walls around him were all accumulated with solid boulders, and they were extremely hard, and it was estimated that even if he took a hoe, he couldn't dig a hole the size of a fist in a day. Being locked up here no matter how high your skills are, no matter how strong your martial arts are, it will be useless.

The ground is flat and hard to step on, and it is estimated that it is also paved with large stones. Sima Hongyan also deliberately raised the lamp bowl to look at it, but found that the fire could not reach the top at all.

This underground black prison is not big, Sima Hongyan is estimated to be eight or nine square meters, except for the ground and the wall, there are no other facilities, only in the corner of the wall there is a convenient Gong bucket. It seems that the woman can only spend her days on the floor guarding the toilet.

This made Sima Hongyan particularly curious, why did he lock this woman up in such a place? Who is she locked up with?