For the next few days, nothing changed. At first, I couldn't adapt and was so hungry that it was dark, but after three days, the human body automatically switched to the body to consume, and gradually I became nervous.

Nothing happened, time seemed to stand still. In martial arts, many infatuated men and women will be trapped in a desperate situation, and when they return to the outside world and recall the past, they will often find that the time in the desperate territory is the happiest and peaceful.

However, this is not the case at all, the campfire is pressed to a minimum, there is only the constant sound of water all around, and the rock wall under the firelight is very dark yellow. The feeling of being in a cave makes people feel anxious all the time. I had to learn to meditate every day to survive, otherwise I would have to go crazy.

I don't know how he survived the previous two weeks, but he would come up with a new trick almost every day.

In addition, in the past few days, we have smeared all the stone walls with incense ash little by little, hoping to find some other traces.

Indeed, there are many scratches on the ground, and it seems that the previous people often drew something on the ground after resting. We saw a simple chessboard, and there were many words, but none of them had any value, only one of them made me feel a little interesting, which was in front of the cave wall, probably a miner's rest moment, engraved with several of the same name, called Sister Zhao Cui, probably caused by lovesickness. Looking at this, I can't help but think of Agui on the ground, and it is estimated that he is even more collapsed.

On the third day, I couldn't help but doubt my thoughts, wondering, if I stayed so carelessly, would nothing happen in the end? Or has the devil forgotten us?

The stuffy oil bottle was still the same, and he took my thorn and stuck it horizontally in his waist. People barely moved, leaning against the campfire all day, and there was not a trace of anxiety to be seen.

He'd been like this before, but this time I felt like he was a little too calm, sometimes even delusional, that he knew what was coming.

The calm lasted until midnight on the fifth day, the middle of the night, which should have happened, if my watch was accurate.

I woke up and urinated, and suddenly found that the stuffy oil bottle was no longer the same as my ear, and I was startled, and subconsciously looked around, and found that he was standing in front of the rock wall on the side, looking at something.

The fat man was snoring on the side, and I felt something was wrong, looked at my watch and kicked him awake, and the two men walked over.

When we walked to the rock wall, we were all stunned, and the figure appeared again.

I said in my heart, why do you look at this kind of thing in the middle of the night? After a second look, I found that the rock wall was not wet, and the strange figure looked a little different from before.

I took the miner's lamp, turned it on, and lit up the entire rock wall, and the next moment I took a breath of cold air, and all the shadows in the rock wall could now be seen clearly. Under the strong light, the distance between these shadows and the surface of the rock wall felt much closer than before.

"I'm cāo! What's going on? I scolded.

"They're moving towards us. ”