readx;?? Through this drainage canal, I am even more convinced of my own judgment, passerby A must know this place very well, otherwise how could he accurately find the water source here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I reluctantly got up and sat down beside the stone wall, trying to get the old prostitute over, but I was powerless, so I could only let him lie on the wet ground for a while. But fortunately, our backpack is still there, but it is placed farther away from me, but closer to the old prostitute.

The backpack was on the other side of the puddle, so I had to go past the prostitute and the puddle if I wanted to get there. No way, after the previous gastric lavage process, my stomach has been emptied, and now I am really hungry with my chest against my back, so I have to crawl over to find something to eat.

When I crawled to the old prostitute, I looked at him twice, and I wanted to wake him up, but after thinking about it, I had better not let him wake up yet. After all, Passerby A's last sentence was right, while he didn't wake up, I still had to think about how to explain the process to him. If I don't make up the whole process, I don't want him to wake up, otherwise if there is a flaw, this guy will definitely ask endlessly.

Bypassing the old prostitute, there is the puddle in front of me, I don't want to stop longer, the sooner I climb to the backpack, the better. But in the process of climbing over the puddle, I couldn't help but glance into the puddle, and I was immediately startled.

I saw that there were many white objects like dough in the puddle, and there were many tiny black worms around the white objects, and those dense black insects were eating the white objects.

Soon I found out what the white object in the water was, and I couldn't help but itch all over my body, it was the vomit of my old prostitute and me.

If I usually saw this scene, I wouldn't have any reaction, but here and now, I feel sick when I see this scene. I even wanted to see if I had any of these black worms in my mouth, after all, the water used by passerby A to wash our stomachs was from here.

The more I looked at it, the more disgusting I felt, so I quickly walked around the puddle to the backpack, took out the compressed biscuits and looked at them several times, but I couldn't get out of my mouth for a long time. I'm really hungry, but after this scene, I really don't have an appetite. It calmed down for a while before taking the first bite.

While eating, I was thinking about how I would tell the old prostitute when she woke up, and how to tell this lie in order to be fulfilled.