Open your eyes, it's a new day...

Not necessarily.

There is only one kind of sky in the underworld, and it is difficult to tell the morning and evening. Zong Gu wants to know the exact time.

After moving his hands, he found that he could raise his arms, so he took out his cell phone from his pocket.

“…”

The screen is dark and cannot be opened.

Even though I did nothing, so many days passed, my phone was exhausted from standby.

Turning his head, Hongzi's cell phone was placed next to him.

Hongzi, who had been awake, consciously turned off the phone early to retain the power so as not to stay in the underworld without knowing the time.

She was also lying beside him at this time, her eyes closed, her breathing calmly, and she had not yet woken up.

The two of them lie here like corpses for two days. Apart from getting up to find steamed buns and gnawing steamed buns, they did nothing most of the time, just lying down;

When he woke up, he spoke with her, and when he was in a state of decline, she also waited aside, slowly waiting for his body to return to normal state.

I don’t know if it’s because of luck or something else. Although spiritual bodies often pass by, they all turn a blind eye to the two people behind the broken wall, and at most they just take a few glances.

After all, there are all kinds of spirits in the Yellow Spring, so it is not surprising that nothing can be done.

It is precisely because of this that they can stay here forever.

Hongzi had no power to tie a chicken, and he was almost unable to move. The seven divine powers on his body fell silent after the Great Thunder God escaped. If he really encountered a malicious spirit, the two of them could only wait for death.

.

Turning his head and looking at Hongzi for a while, Zong Gu moved his arm, picked up her cell phone with some difficulty, turned it on and looked at the time.

"Is it six o'clock in the morning..."

The battery life of the phone was about 60%. There was no signal here, so naturally there was no news. Zong Gu quickly turned off the phone again.

Putting his phone back and looking at the void above his head, he became stunned again.

Today is the eighth day of falling into the underworld.

About an hour or two later, Hongzi also woke up.

After waking up, she dared to get closer to him, although even if he pressed Zong Gu in his sleep, he would not say anything.

"Good morning...is it morning now?"

Hongzi picked up her phone and was about to open it and take a look at the time. Zong Gu said that at around seven or eight o'clock, she did not turn on the phone, but looked at her face at the screen.

"I haven't washed my face and hair for eight days..."

"I've been two years..."

“——Ah, I don’t want to listen.”

Putting down her phone, she said again: "Do you want to sit up?"

"Well... I seem to be able to get up by myself."

Zong Gu said, slowly straightening his waist and supporting the ground with his arms on both sides. Although it was still a little painful, he still sat up successfully.

"Look...why are you crying?"

“Hey…”

Hongzi sat beside him and watched, stunned for a moment, wiped the foundation of her eyes, and then she found that her fingertips were a little wet.

"No, that... I just feel a little moved."

She wiped two more hands quickly and continued, "It's great. In two days, Zong Gu will be able to return to normal."

"Probably not that fast, but not too long."

His legs were weak and he still couldn't stand up. He moved to the side and leaned against the broken wall.

"Do you want to eat?"

"Um."

Hongzi went to the side to get two steamed buns and divided them into one.

He can eat by himself now, and she doesn't need to tear it off and feed it piece by piece.

“How is it?”

"Great." Zong Gu opened his eyes and said lies, "It was soaked with the fragrant sweat of the young girl, like the dew given by God, which made people want to lick it completely first before they could bear to eat it."

"……abnormal."

He bite it down, "This will make me less resistant to eating."

Hongzi muttered again, "It's even more perverted" and took a bite.

Huangquan’s steamed buns are not made of starch, and they will not taste anything if they are chewed ten thousand times. They are so boring that she can’t find anything similar to it for analogy.

"What does earth taste like..."

"It's the taste of earth."

"Where is the sand."

“The smell of sand.”

"What does this steamed bun taste like?"

"Whatever you have to say is the smell of air."

That is, it has no taste.

After eating the tasteless breakfast, Zong Gu lay down and Hongzi walked around for a little while.

She didn't dare to run too far, and soon returned to him, holding a pile of steamed buns in her arms.

"What are you doing."

"No, that... I was thinking, if there was no new steamed buns suddenly appear, then what should Zong Gu and I eat... so I wanted to save some first."

"Unless the underworld is destroyed, this day will never happen."

Zong Gu looked at her and the steamed buns in her arms, "and they can't save them."

"Why?"

"Just like wild vegetables in the countryside, they will wither if they are picked and left without eating them. The same is true for the food in the underworld... but in form it is not "withering", but returning to the original source, that is, re-decomposing it into the power of the underworld. Time is also

Faster.”

"Yeah……"

Hongzi piled the steamed buns on the ground, lay down beside him, staring at him.

"Isn't it tired to stare at it like this?"

"tired."

"Then change the way you can feel it once it changes."

"What……"

Zong Gu pointed to the ground under each other's heads, "as pillows are placed."

Hongzi hesitated a little, "Isn't it good to treat food like this..."

"I don't really understand what you, the person who puts a bunch of steamed buns on the ground, are saying."

She curled her lips, then took action, and used steamed buns to pile up a double-layer pillow for Zong Gu and herself.

"It's quite soft... I feel an inexplicable sense of guilt."

"It's all done by Hongzi, it has nothing to do with me."

She turned her head and glared at him, "Then let the gods punish me."

“…”

After hearing her mention of the gods, Zong Gu suddenly fell silent.

Although he quickly recovered as before, Hongzi still noticed his emotional changes.

"What's wrong?"

He wanted to say nothing, but when he spoke, he stopped hiding: "I am just waiting for the gods to save me and Hongzi."

“…”

Hongzi also remained silent for a while, "Sir Yuedu?"

"No, it's Lord Yuedu's mother."

"Mr. Yuedu's mother...isn't he without a mother?" Since she learned about Yuedu's actual identity, she has privately studied the parts related to him in the myth - although it was finished in a few minutes.

"There is a nominal mother," said Soya, "that is, Lord Yoon-senami."
To be continued...