His expression was full of innocentness and even a little gloating. However, I was completely stunned and didn't react for a while. It took a second to think of taking back his legs and seeing what he did.

When I looked at it, I only saw my wound. There was blood, but there was no tragic situation of blood vessels being picked. I moved for a while, and there was no discomfort except the pain of the wound.

I looked at him in confusion, and he looked at me quietly, but I didn't know what was going on and which blood vessel was broken?

Looking at him, he suddenly smiled slowly, with a subtle smile and helplessness. I became even more puzzled, and he said, "This is a joke."

"joke?"

He laughed, patted me, handed me a kettle, asked me to wash my wounds by myself, and said to me: "Your life must be very boring."

I slowly understood what he meant, but didn't get angry. I just thought it was funny and thought, "What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?" It doesn't mean that you live a happy life."

However, this made me think about him. Although I didn't think there was something wrong with this person at first, because our backgrounds were so similar. Although I was sure I had such a personality, I could understand what he was most likely to be, or what kind of person he would be forced to become under that kind of life experience.

This is also the only common thing that all the people in the industry I have encountered so far. Whether it is Fatty, Mon Oil Bottle, Pan Zi, Uncle San, etc., they do things extremely utilitarian, and it is not completely utilitarian. However, they do not have the brain of artists that "doing something has nothing to do with real life and no one can understand my business."

But Xiaohua's joke is a bit nonsensical and meaningless at all. This is why I can't react at once. People who fight back should always say something, and it shouldn't be like this. This joke made me realize that he is different from them.

Maybe it was because he was an opera singer. This reminded me of the interesting stories about the second master of the Jiumen back then. The second master, who was so heroic and like a child, might be the cutest person in the Jiumen back then.

After treating the wound, I put countless band-aids on it, and my whole foot seemed like a postmodern work of art. Then I put on my socks and saw him look deep in the hole and let me see it. When I looked, I found that the hair was actually spreading to the hole, obviously attracted by the blood of Xiaohua.

I asked him what to do next. His virtue might not be convenient to move. If I hadn't known what we were doing here, I would have decided to send him down the cliff first.

"We won't go in for the time being during this period." Xiaohua said, rubbing the wound, "Mother-in-law and the others should have news soon. Now there is no need for us to go in. We will wait for the news next."

The iron plate at the end of the cave cannot tell what age it was from, nor what its function was, nor what it was, nor what the "tough thing" Xiaohua said was, but the situation inside the cave was clear at a glance, and there was no need to go in again.

I remembered what the old woman said, these two teams need to cooperate with each other, and I don’t know what kind of cooperation is, and I always feel uneasy in my heart.

It took another two hours for his friend to come up, almost inhumane. He was startled when he saw the ground covered in blood. We told him about the situation, and with his help, he hung the little flower back to the top of the cliff. After that, he went down and prepared more medicines and physical objects.

In the next few days, life was like a birdman. In the nest on the cliff, there were only a small area, surrounded by abyss. It can be said that they either did not move, and the activity was the strongest physical exercise in the world.

Xiaohua has very good concentration. She either plays mobile games or stares at the snow-capped mountains in the distance. She looks at the wonderland scenery on the top of the cliff, and plays Tetris with a very confused beauty that always makes me feel unreal.

And I was not inferior to him. I leaned on the cliff, and the wind blew over the high place. In the whole field of vision, including all the dense green canopies under my feet, and in the green waves, I talked about the past with Xiaohua, and felt like two fools waiting for Godori. The only pain was going to the bathroom. It violently destroyed all the beauty and was always in danger of life.

During this period, the guy under the cliff had to go to the nearby village once a day and use the phone there to confirm the news. There was no news for the first few days, but on the third day, a huge envelope was hung from under the cliff.

We opened it and found that it was all paper and photos. The first one was a photo of Fatty, Yuncai and Mon Oil Bottle. Fatty was wearing shorts and made a POSE by Huang Jinrong by the stream we were familiar with. Mon Oil Bottle was sitting on the stone on one side. Yuncai and Fatty made a POSE. She might be wearing the ELAND girl clothes that Fatty brought to her, and she also brought a hint of sexy in her purity, which was very in line with the fatty's bad taste.

The fat man wrote three words at the back of the photo: Envy.

I cursed and looked at Xiaohua wearing a bloody vest while thinking, thinking that he was standing in the wrong line.

Many of the remaining photos were taken when they entered the mountain, and Agui was there, and it seemed that they were still leading the team into the mountain. When I saw the old woman sitting on the imperial carriage, I felt like an old Buddha, and I couldn't help but think of Chenpi A Si. I thought to myself, don't they say that people who fight back in the past are miserable in their later years? If these people are not so entangled, their quality of life in their later years will definitely be higher than that of the rich.

As I flipped through the way, I saw them coming to the rock hole where I pulled them out. It was at the foot of the mountain, with shrubs everywhere. Fortunately, they could find it. All their equipment was piled near the hole. The muffled oil bottle was wearing cave-exploring clothes, and seemed to be preparing to enter.

After that, there were no photos of the characters, all of them were inside the cave. If someone was photographed, it would have been taken by chance.

Xiaohua looked impatient and quickly flipped over until she turned a photo with a mark on a red pen and took it out.

We saw that it was a rocky passage, the kind I had climbed out before. The color of the passage wall under the flash was very bleak, but we could see that the oil bottle was in the front, and let the person behind him take a picture of what he blocked. It turned out to be a stone slab with a round pattern similar to astral disk on it.

The photos were taken very clearly, and I immediately found that the pattern must be what we saw on the iron plate at the end of the hole with hair full of hair. There were many small patterns carved around the iron plate. The photos in the next few photos were all about the details of the patterns.

Xiaohua looked at her and took a breath of air conditioning. She obviously didn't understand what it meant. I asked him to turn it over and look at the back of the photo. Sure enough, someone wrote a line of words.

When I saw that photo, I immediately realized that the actions of the Muyoubottle were related to our actions, and their destinations were related to our destinations.

The sentence at the end of the photo confirms my speculation, but does not give us any more tips.

Entering 700 meters from the entrance, when you encounter the first obstacle, the key to solving this obstacle should be yours. If you don’t know your situation, please try your best to analyze it.
Chapter completed!