Daomu Biji

We didn't do anything here and waited for three days. In these three days, the only thing I paid attention to was the hole where they disappeared. This is a long and anxious process. I think only those who are in the place can realize it.

During, I tried to enter that hole more than once, but it ended in failure. This is really not a passage that ordinary humans can climb. My highest climb was only ten meters at a time. I already fully understood that my calf shook like a bran.

Of this group of people, the uncles of the third group must not dare to go deep. The only thing that is likely to go in is the black blind man, but he has never shown that meaning. I think he probably feels that he can not come in with confidence. The atmosphere in the camp was dull. The mop hurried away several times, saying that the two men might have died inside. Since we cannot enter, we still need to save some energy and dry food to prepare for going out.

I can't accept it. It will be the result of coming here hard. I can hardly hear these words in my head, and I just think about what is going on inside.

Wen Jin untied the rope, she deliberately, I remembered her smile before leaving, I feel she might have planned it already, so she knows what will happen in it, knows that there will be such a What happened is happening.

Wen Jin came all the way, and she was very fatalistic. Her life over the past few years is simply beyond description. It is possible for her to have such an idea. Perhaps she found that there was no way to solve her corpse, so she was desperate. I chose to end my life. But for the stuffy oil bottle, why didn't he come out? This makes no sense. I can be sure that something must have happened inside.

What could it be? There is really no direction to review. Are they lost? I think the tunnels inside are winding and winding, forming an endless labyrinth. After entering, they can't come out, but this can't explain why Wen Jin untied the rope.

My mind was full of extremely anxious thoughts. When I rested, I saw a deep hole in front of my eyes. It was also a deep hole when I closed my eyes.

I really don't want to write down the situation after.

From the fourth day, the mop people began to complain constantly. I was in a very bad mood. I almost fought with them several times. But there was still no movement in that hole. At one time, I even doubted whether Wen Jin and the dull oil bottle had never existed at all. All these were our speculations.

Anxiety and anxiety are getting heavier, and my heart is beginning to admit that the mop might be right, but my reason makes me have to quarrel with them. This almost crashed me.

On the sixth day, the mop finally took the people away. In their view, there was no doubt about this matter. Even if the oil bottle and Wenjin did not die, they would die in a few days. Originally they wanted to rely on our experience to take them out, but in this case they obviously refused to waste it. The black blind patted me. I meant to let me go, but I refused. He sighed and left, leaving me and the fat man alone.

They also took a lot of food, I know it must be more than the average portion, but I am too lazy to quarrel with them.

The fat man actually persuaded me, but he knew my temper, I experienced all this, and here, even if there is no perfect period, there should be a crippled rest, but this suddenly stopped, I suddenly found myself stupid Damn, what am I doing here? Is this the case, everything is over? I absolutely cannot accept it.

The fat man had no choice but to accompany me. The two of us just looked at each other and waited. I suddenly thought of an absurd drama called "Waiting for Godot."

This kind of day lasted for a few days. I can't remember it, but it won't be too long, because we don't have much dry food, but we didn't finish it.

After the mop they left, I was almost desperate in my heart. I even said that I would collapse when I was almost there. I could n’t think about what I was doing here. What I could do every day was to see which hole. According to the fat man, it was a madman's act.

That day, I woke up after sleep, the fat man had to stay up at night, but also fell asleep, where to snore. These days I have been sleeping comfortably, and the wounds on my body have healed.

I have no incentive to wake him up. I walked under the hole and didn't know how many times I looked up or nothing. I watched it dullly for more than ten minutes and then went to have breakfast. My fat man and I have almost no leftover food. I turned it over and found the half of the biscuits I ate yesterday. Eating and eating, I suddenly heard a strange sound, as if singing, and dreaming.

I thought it was a fat man who was telling dreams, and he didn't even care. He ate a few biscuits and wanted to wake him up. At this moment, I was suddenly excited, and I saw that there was a person lying between me and the fat man.

I broke free from the trance, and after a closer look, I found that it turned out to be a sullen oil bottle.

He was obviously thinner, where he shrunk and was covered with a blanket, without any movement.

When did he come back? When we sleep?

At first I thought I was dreaming, then I realized that it was not, I was almost mad, and rushed over immediately, grabbed his blanket, and yelled: You bastard, where did you **** go?

He was pulled up by me, and I wanted to pinch him, but when I saw his face, I suddenly found something was wrong. His expression was strange, completely different from his usual appearance, and his eyes were dull, his body was trembling, and his lips were trembling, as if he had been caught in evil.

I heard a sigh in my heart, immediately kicked the fat man up, then lifted the stagnant oil bottle, pressed his neck and called his name. But he did not react in any way, and it seemed that he could not hear our voice at all, and even his eyes would not move.

I felt extremely ominous in my heart. The fat man came to see me and asked me what was going on. I said how do I know. He pressed the temple of the dull oil bottle and looked at his expression. He said with a tongue: "I fucking, won't it, is the brother stupid?"

"Impossible, you **** bullshit". I said, shouting, "Don't pretend, I know you're pretending, you can't fool me!" He heard him trembling while shrinking there indifferently, his mouth talking from time to time.

I listened close to his lips, and I heard him keep hurriedly saying: There is no time.