Qin Qiu poured cold water and said, "You don't even have weapons, how can you get out?"

Zhuang Rou's shield, sword and other objects were placed on it, without even carrying a crossbow or arrow, and had only a warm clothes and a piece of cotton cloth with bare hands.

The internal force used to kill all directions cannot be used, and it is simply a dream to escape.

Zhuang Rou also thought of this problem, but she was not in a hurry at all and said to Qin Qiu: "Your killing thread should still be there. Take it out and we can cut off two iron rods and get out to the stone wall."

"There is an aisle outside the wall. If you find a way to dig a hole, you can leave."

Qin Qiu was unwilling to do so. Her gray thread was so precious. She could say that she used it to cut the iron rod. It wasn't that her things were not heartbroken, right?

"Impossible. We don't say whether it can be cut off. Even if it can be used, it may be ground first. Will you compensate me at that time? This is made of stainless steel. The person who can pull out such thin threads has passed away." He used these threads to kill the enemy. What should he do after it is broken?

Zhuang Rou didn't know if Chu Xia's Xuanji Camp could draw such a thin thing. Speaking of which, it was similar to the top silk. It seemed that it was really unreliable.

As if he wasn't locked up here, Qin Qiu said calmly: "It's better to sacrifice yourself. The golden beetle will not kill anyone anyway. Then let them release us, just lock us up here yourself."

"Don't dream, you won't be much better if I starve to death. I'll say at least a valuable hostage. You are just an abandoned killer. Maybe you think you are in trouble, so you'll be less troublesome to kill first." Zhuang Rou sneered.

"I'm not outside now. I think you don't matter and let you run away. I'll waste a few more steamed buns when I lock you up. It's better to kill and sell it to Lingge. I can save some money when I ask them to kill someone next time."

They are all locked up and still say such sarcastic words. Zhuang Rou is not used to his fault. It is still a question of who will die first here.

Qin Qiu looked at her shadow disgustedly, reached out to touch her head, pulled out a thread, and handed it over, "I'll give you a short one, and if it breaks, I'll compensate me."

"I understand, I'll ask the little prince to compensate you. There is everything in his mysterious camp." Zhuang Rou reached out to get it, but she could only see the shadow of his hand, and there was no thin gray line.

He reached out and touched his hand, but he didn't catch anything.

Qin Qiu thought she took it away and withdrew her hand, but heard Zhuang Rou ask blankly: "You won't lie to me with your head, right? Why didn't I touch anything?"

"..." Qin Qiu settled for those breaths and cursed angrily, "You prodigal son!"

He squatted on the ground and touched it like a blind man. He had not had a few gray threads in total, and he lost one of them and would have lost his life.

When Zhuang Rou saw his posture, it seemed that it was really a gray line, but it was just taken away by the two of them.

Seeing that she was still standing here, Qin Qiu was so angry, "Why are you still standing? Come and touch it!"

"Touch it, why are you so fierce?" Zhuang Rou had to kneel on the ground and reach out to touch it. She didn't touch the gray thread, but instead touched a few wooden slabs that fell when they smashed the floor.

I don’t know what this thing is useful, but there is really nothing else in the stone chamber, and maybe it will come in handy at any time.

So she threw all the wooden slags at Qiutang, "Catch them, store them all, and chew them as jerky when you are hungry."

Qiutang didn't know what she threw over, but she thought it was for food, but she felt a little confused. She didn't see Zhuang Rou bringing food at that time. Where did this come from?

The stone chamber was too dark, and Zhuang Rou lost her correct head. Some of the wooden slags hit Qiutang's face. She groped and picked up the wooden slags, feeling something was wrong.

So he put his arms around and asked, "Sir, what is this food? It's hard and stubborn to the touch."

"I just fell down and thought about eating. I'm so hungry. This is the floor we stepped on just now. It's been smashed a lot. When I was so hungry, I put it in my mouth and chew it. It's much better than eating without anything." Zhuang Rou said casually, continuing to touch the dust on the ground a little bit.

Fragments of wood!

On Qiutang's hand

I was holding a piece of it, which I had originally treasured in my arms, but now I don’t want to put it in my arms at all. Can this thing be eaten?

She didn't dare to say that this thing could not be eaten, so she could only say against her will: "Adults have such a wide range of knowledge and even know that this thing can be eaten. I have never eaten it."

"Then you are so happy. You have never suffered any hardships. Anyway, if there are anything in the two empty buckets over there, I will not eat the wood and scraps. I have never eaten it before, and I will not eat it in the future. If you are hungry, you will be self-disturbed." Zhuang Rou couldn't hear it. She thought this thing could not be eaten.

But it is normal to think about it. When you are poor, you can live by eating tree bark. Those who eat Guanyin soil can live for a few more days before they die. I have never seen this wood-eating person.

"Bucket?" Qiutang remembered that when it fell, she was closest to the two buckets, and it was empty and there was nothing inside.

Although she is a slave and Zhou You's chess piece, she eats poorly when she learns rules when she is a child, and she will starve if she makes mistakes, but she is really good compared to refugees.

What can be found in the bucket?

There is no door in this stone chamber and the bucket is in an iron cage. It is impossible for someone to come in and take the bucket out to fill it with food.

The purpose of that bucket is...

Suddenly, Qiutang reacted and immediately covered her mouth, suppressing the horror and disgust.

"Sir, this is not Gongzhu!"

"Or what do you think it is?" Zhuang Rou said casually, and suddenly his fingers touched something very thin but a little hard. He quickly dipped it in water on his wet head with his fingers and picked it up, "Finish it!"

Qin Qiu took a few steps back and sat down against the iron cage. After enduring for a long time, he couldn't help but say, "You are so scary. If I'm really hungry, I will eat the golden beetle."

Zhuang Rou walked to the iron cage on the side with gray silk, groped in the dark, and laughed at the iron rod, "Try it, I won't say I'll eat the golden beetle. Will they give you food after you shout?"

"Sister tells you that they won't even bring you to eat shit." She put the gray thread on the iron rod and turned around and smiled at the two of them, "Stand for four days first, and on the fourth day they will throw food with golden beetles in. You can eat as much as you like."

No one could see the expression on her face clearly, but heard her say quietly, "Eat a little fatter, the better the fatter you are."

Qiutang felt his whole body tremble, and instantly thought of something terrible, and squeezed to the edge of the iron cage and leaned against it, staring at Zhuang Rou's busy back, feeling cold in his heart.

"If you want to eat people, you should eat her first." But Qin Qiu said at this moment.

Zhuang Rou paused in her hand and said in annoyance: "Who do you eat? I hate eating people the most!"

After hearing what she said, Qiutang breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Zhuang Rou add, "The Red Woman doesn't count."
Chapter completed!