"Friend, good skills. "An ordinary middle-aged man, standing behind the ink knife. He is of medium build, with a short beard and a square face. Slim and not bulky. He had short hair, was very capable, and wore a long gray coarse cloth coat with hemp rope tied around his waist. He has a tall chest and is confident but not arrogant. At this time, he looked at the ink knife with a smile on his face. "Are you interested in talking?" said the middle-aged man.

Turning around, Modao looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and there was a rare leak of vigilance in his eyes. The ink knife can be sure that the person in front of him is mortal. But such a mortal came behind him silently, and he didn't even notice it.

"Not interested. Modao said, and at the same time get ready to do it.

"Don't be so nervous, I don't mean to do anything with you. You know them, and I happen to know them. The middle-aged man smiled at Niu Niu as he spoke.

"Ah, Uncle Bearded, why are you here? Do you know Uncle Dao?" I was very happy to see the middle-aged Niu Niu. Niuniu didn't know what the ink knife was called, but from the time she knew the ink knife, she saw that the ink knife had been carrying a knife behind her, so Niuniu unconsciously called the ink knife Uncle Knife.

And then. The middle-aged man said, and out of nowhere, he took out an apple and threw it at Niuniu. The apple was small, very green, and even a little rotten. But such an apple is so precious and desirable in this cannibalistic dungeon. It is unimaginable that a middle-aged person can take out an apple in such an environment.

Looking at the apple, the eyes of the rest of the dungeon were filled with greed, they hadn't eaten anything other than human flesh in a long time. It's just that none of them dared to come out and grab it, but they all clung to their cell door, and even though the cell door had been locked by them, they still didn't seem to be at ease. It's just that the middle-aged man is more terrifying than the ink knife in their eyes.

"Ah, Apple!" Niu Niu grabbed the apple and opened her little mouth to bite it, but she finally stopped. "Sister, you eat first. Niuniu, who was still angry with the woman just now, handed the apple to the woman at this moment.

"Sister is not hungry, Niuniu eats. The woman spoke, but her gaze betrayed her, and the woman's eyes longed for the apple no less than anyone else, if not more. It's just that her reason tells her that she can't rob the child of things. This is also the reason why she is thinner than before.

No absolutely, even if a woman starves to death or commits suicide, she will never eat people, that is her bottom line, the bottom line that must not be touched.

"Did Niu Niu eat it?" said Niu Niu and took a bite of the apple. "It's so sour......" Niuniu's little face squeezed together.

"Stinky girl, don't even say thank you. Also, call me Uncle Liao, not Uncle Bearded. The middle-aged man said.

His words didn't reach Niu Niu's ears. At this time, Niu Niu was seriously fighting Apple, and she didn't have time to pay attention to him at all.

"How's it going?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Not interested. Modao replied the same.

"Look, we're friends now, so you're polite. The middle-aged man said to himself, in the middle-aged man's cognition, Modao knew the pair of sisters, and he also knew the pair of sisters, which showed that even if he and Modao knew each other, since they already knew each other, they were friends.

Polite? Mo Dao was surprised in his heart, when did he ever be polite. Modao didn't know that the middle-aged man had regarded him as a friend, but if Modao knew why the middle-aged man regarded him as a friend, even Modao would be speechless......

"I know, you must be waiting for it!" said the middle-aged man with a mysterious smile on his face, "Liao will come when he goes." As he spoke, the middle-aged man walked to the depths of the dungeon and quickly brought two jars of wine.

"You must be waiting for them. This is my baby, and I would never give it to ordinary people. Then. The middle-aged man said, tossing one of the jars of wine at the ink knife.

Reaching out to catch the wine, from the moment the middle-aged man took out the apple, the ink knife wondered, in this man-eating dungeon, where did he get the food from?

"Sit, what are you doing? The middle-aged man beckoned, and sat down on the ground first.

Mo Dao also sat on the ground, and he had something to ask the middle-aged in front of him. I don't know how long I have to be trapped in the dungeon before I can get out, and in order to survive, the ink knife also needs food. People cannibalize people, unless it is absolutely necessary, the ink knife is unwilling to do it.

"Look, I knew you waited for it. Seeing the ink knife sit down, the middle-aged man said proudly. "My name is Liao Chutian, what do you call my friend. ”

"Ink knife. ”

"Ink knife! Good name, a body as black as ink, swaying and invisible, indomitable like a knife, resolute and fierce. Good name, just for the sake of this name, let's have a drink. As he spoke, Liao Chutian raised the wine and drank it in a big gulp.

"Friend, why don't you drink?" asked Liao Chutian.

"No, it won't. ”

"No!?There can be people in the world who can't drink?Especially with your skills, you can't drink?" seemed to hear the most ridiculous joke, Liao Chutian's face was full of disbelief. "Looks like you still don't think of me as a friend, hey......"

"Where did your wine come from?" asked Modao, his only concern.

"I don't know, I don't know. It's boring, it's boring, you can't even drink. Liao Chutian seemed to be a little angry and complained about the ink knife.

"I can drink it, but you have to tell me where it comes from. As he spoke, he lifted the wine and gulped it down. The wine was bitter and spicy. Ink knives don't like the smell. The first time I drank with the ink knife, it was to think of the rivers and lakes, and this time the ink knife drank to survive in the rivers and lakes......

In the final analysis, do the rivers and lakes need wine......

And where are the rivers and lakes......

When will it be seen again......

"You see, I knew you didn't treat me as a friend, and you said you wouldn't drink. Hey, hey, drink slowly......."

Before Liao Chutian's words were finished, the ink knife had already put down the wine, and there was nothing in the wine jar.

"You don't drink wine like this...... Liao Chutian seems to be sighing, and he seems to be regretting, regretting the wine...... "It's too wasteful for you to drink like this, the wine should be drunk slowly, and the night should be appreciated slowly." ”

As he spoke, Liao Chutian raised the wine and took another sip. "You know, I always drink only at night, and I stop as soon as it gets light. It's only comfortable to drink at night. At night you don't have to think, at night you don't have to look, at night you just have to drink. ”

"But since I came to this hellish place, every day is dark, and I don't see the light of day, and I'm really afraid that I won't be able to drink my favorite wine. Liao Chutian said, and also drank his wine. "When will it be light......