Zhou Qinghai and the leopard stood at the mouth of the cave, watching the cold raindrops outside coldly hitting the emerald green leaves. Gusts of wind blew into the valley from outside the valley, shuttling back and forth in the empty valley, and Zhou Qinghai wrapped the animal skin coat on his body. Zhou Qinghai looked back at a large wooden board in the dark cave, and scratches were carved on the wooden board with the tip of his sword. This was slashed by Zhou Qinghai with the tip of his sword a month after falling into the cave. The sun and the moon flew by, and while Zhou Qinghai remembered the hatred, he relied on this sword mark to calculate the days.

"Today is the one hundred and sixty-fifth day that I have fallen into the valley of no man's land, these one hundred and sixty-five days and nights, when I am awake, when I am asleep, when I am unconscious, those faces that are familiar or unfamiliar pour into my mind again and again from my suffocating heart, from my trembling body, The angry eyes emanated from me, and I could not live or die; one hundred and sixty-five days, the stone wall at the entrance of the cave had been smeared by me into a shining stone mirror; one hundred and sixty days, my five poisonous divine skills had begun to take shape; one hundred and sixty-five days, I and my leopard were already like brothers; but how many hundred and sixty-five days would it take for me to get out of this uninhabited valley; it would take another hundred and sixty-five days for me to find those familiar or unfamiliar faces; and how many hundred and sixty-five days would it take for me to get rid of the grievances in my heart。 ”

The success of the Stone Mirror Project allowed more light to reflect back into the cave through the mirror-like stone walls, adding to the light, but in this dark and cloudy weather, the inside of the stone cave was as dark as night, and Zhou Qinghai could only know the location of the wooden planks by feeling. Zhou Qinghai's heart saw the notches on the wooden board that he had looked at countless times, and counted one hundred and sixty-five countless times.

A bolt of lightning turned the sky red, and a thunderbolt shook the valley. The red lightning stung Zhou Qinghai's black eyes, and Zhou Qinghai blinked. When Zhou Qinghai opened his eyes, he vaguely seemed to see two things falling from the sky, making a "click" sound. Zhou Qinghai looked at the sky outside, searching for the place where the sound came from, and Zhou Qinghai looked at the empty, dark uninhabited valley in disappointment.

"It must be that I've been in the uninhabited valley for a long time and have hallucinated. ”

After the thunder, the bored Zhou Qinghai continued to look at the cold raindrops shining little by little at the delicate, green leaves. A slight sound trembled from the bottom of the valley to Zhou Qinghai's ears.

"In this bad weather, the little animals in the Uninhabited Valley don't know what kind of destruction and torture they have to suffer, causing them to let out such painful, low gasps. Another faint sound came from the bottom of the valley, and Zhou Qinghai closed his ears and quietly watched the sound coming from the bottom of the valley. It was as if I saw the bottom of a dark valley, a mess of grass, a weak animal suffering under the rocks**. After listening quietly for a while, Zhou Qinghai heard that the voice was the same as everyone else, a little, a bit like a person who was seriously injured. Zhou Qinghai squatted down and listened carefully to the voice of the uninhabited valley. "Just now I thought I was hallucinating, but I didn't expect that someone really fell from the Broken Intestine Cliff to the uninhabited valley. ”

Zhou Qinghai's hateful face was slightly relaxed for a while, and it was cloudy for a while. Zhou Qinghai's heart was both excited and afraid. He was excited to finally see other people in this uninhabited valley where only he was himself, and terrified that he had met other people in this uninhabited valley where he was alone. Zhou Qinghai stood up and wandered at the mouth of the cave, and the leopard stood up from the ground, staring at Zhou Qinghai, who had been hesitating.

"There is providence in the dark, and just as I fell into the uninhabited valley last time and did not die, this time God let them fall in front of me, and it must give me a chance to rescue them. Whether the two men I met were a threat to me, a help, or just a passer-by in my life, I would go down and see if I could help them live, so that in the days to come, I would have two more companions with the leopard. ”

Zhou Qinghai jumped down the cave and carefully searched for the place where the two men fell in the dark night. The sound came from the side of the slate, and Zhou Qinghai walked to the side of the slate by the faint light. Two people were lying on the ground two or three meters apart, unconsciously**. A bolt of lightning illuminated the bloody faces of the two people, and Zhou Qinghai saw that the faces of these two people were clearly what he used to be, and a sense of sympathy arose.

"Although I jumped off the cliff to rescue you just now, I was still a little hesitant in my heart, but seeing you like me at the beginning, I will definitely do my best to rescue you. ”

Zhou Qinghai held one person in one arm and jumped up the cave lightly. Zhou Qinghai put the two people on the side of the stove and went to get the flint. Zhou Qinghai lit the stove and filled the pot with stream water. Burning a fire to drive away the cold from their bodies, and boiling broth to replenish their energy. The warm firelight gradually awakened their consciousness a little, the eyes of the two people opened, and they looked blankly at Zhou Qinghai, the firelight, and the stove in front of them, and when they saw the leopard walking in front of them, the pupils of the two people dilated slightly, leaking a little fear. The consciousness of two people can only feel the things outside and the instinctive fear. Zhou Qinghai picked up the bowl and served the broth in the pot. The delicious broth floated in the noses of the two people, and the lips opened subconsciously. Zhou Qinghai put the bowl on the small stone slab and did not give them to drink. Seeing that the food was gone, the two of them subconsciously closed their lips in a little despair. The smell of broth kept echoing in their minds, and the lips of the two men opened and closed, as if they were begging on the ground to return to the water. Zhou Qinghai gently tasted the broth with his tongue, feeling that it was neither hot nor cold, and picked up the broth to give the fat man a drink, and the thin man's eyes glowed like electricity. Zhou Qinghai originally wanted to feed the fat man first and then feed the thin man, but when he saw the pitiful appearance of the thin man, he gave the thin man another drink. Zhou Qinghai took turns feeding the fat and thin two people one bite at a time. The warmth of the firelight and the nourishment of the broth slowly awakened their consciousness. Zhou Qinghai saw that the situation of the two of them was gradually improving, so he went to the place where the spiders, centipedes, poisonous snakes, scorpions, and toads had been stored in advance, picked them up and ate them all one by one and began to practice the Five Poisons Divine Skill. The two of them had not fully recovered their consciousness, but they slowly fell asleep under the heavy pressure of fatigue. Zhou Qinghai filled the stove with more firewood, then covered them with a large animal skin quilt, and fell asleep with a leopard lying on an animal skin blanket in the center of the hall.