Chapter 398 - 367 Rock Paintings
The three of them formed a triangular formation, progressing along the tunnel.
The further they went, the fewer signs of human construction appeared in the tunnel, beginning to resemble a natural cave with twists and turns.
"How long have we been walking?"
Sikong Lan was slightly out of breath; since last night, they hadn’t had a drop of water or a grain of rice, and even with a martial artist’s constitution, it was becoming unbearable.
"About two hours."
Zhang Fulu leaned against the wall to steady his slightly erratic breathing, simultaneously circulating his inner strength to generate saliva and alleviate the increasingly intense thirst.
"Chew, chew."
In the dimness ahead came the sound of chewing, Zhang Fulu and Sikong Lan were startled at first, then saw Li Cheng holding a large pancake in his left hand and a water bag in his right, eating and drinking as he went.
Sikong Lan, with a pained expression, said, "Pifu, where did you get the food from?"
"I’ve always carried it with me."
Li Cheng said matter-of-factly, "Didn’t you bring food when you went out in night clothes to steal? What if you faint from low blood sugar halfway through and wake up to find yourself tied to a chair by a rich, fair-skinned beauty?"