Although there is still some distance to go, Wang Jin is already prepared in his heart.
A place that can be called "Dragon Gate" cannot be just a hillside.
really.
Wow…
The bamboo raft suddenly stopped.
Song He turned his head and looked at everyone with a solemn expression.
"I have to tell you first."
He patted his head under the bamboo hat, as if he wanted to use as vivid a metaphor as possible to explain the situation.
"Have you ever heard of a waterfall falling three thousand feet?"
"Three thousand feet is one thousand meters. Xiaolongmen is not that exaggerated... but it is still close to three hundred feet, which is one hundred meters."
After Song He finished speaking, he stopped moving and looked at Wang Jin.
"It's only one hundred meters. I'll finish it for you in ten seconds, buddy."
The drama fanatic patted his chest, obviously not taking this seriously.
"One hundred meters...thirty floors."
Wang Jin's pupils narrowed slightly and he muttered softly.
One hundred meters may not be that far on the horizontal plane, but it is a sprint for an adult.
But once you put it up...
It is half taller than the Leshan Giant Buddha, and Notre Dame de Paris is only as tall as the spire.
What's more, there is no light work or leap of faith in reality.
Without protective measures, a person can be knocked into a cripple at ten meters, not to mention a hundred meters.
Six people rushed down the 100-meter waterfall on bamboo rafts...
Obviously nothing good will come of it.
"Leave?"
Song He looked at Wang Jin, waiting for his answer.
"Walk."
The latter nodded slowly.
Wow——
Without any hesitation, Song He suddenly propped up the bamboo pole.
The bamboo raft reaches unprecedented speeds in just a few seconds.
The water flow is incredibly fast, and if you make a slight mistake, you will lose your balance.
Even Song He, who has lived on the water since childhood, has to go all out.
The bamboo rafts are like fallen leaves, circling and floating in the river, but maintaining the most basic balance.
Wow – Wow –
The river water fell on my body, and it was cold and had a disgusting rancid smell.
There was almost no other sound in my ears, only the roar that resounded throughout the world.
Facing the power of nature, humans have no power to fight back and can only be at the mercy of it.
Even a notorious fugitive.
"Fuck!"
The drama fanatic who had been looking forward to it a moment ago fell to his knees with a plop and clung to the gap between the bamboo rafts, his face turned pale as a vegetable.
He didn't expect that just by walking a few dozen meters forward, the water flow would change from "a little bit fast" to "fuck, ah, ah, ah, it's really fucking urgent."
Of course, this is all understandable.
After all, there is a waterfall in front...
"Wait...waterfall?"
"Fuck!!"
The drama addict suddenly realized that the biggest difference between a cliff and a waterfall...
There's just no fucking difference.
The latter may have more water, giving more strength to people who don't intend to jump in the first place.
"I'm going to die... I'm really going to die this time!!"
Xi Chi shrank his body, crying like a ghost and howling like a wolf.
"Wang Jin, you crazy person... If you can't walk on a good road, you have to jump off the cliff, right?"
Su Xi's beautiful eyes widened, and there was a cry in her voice.
She suddenly woke up the moment before she was thrown off the bamboo raft, and it took her a long time to accept the reality.
Hu Xiaobei's reaction was better. She hugged the trembling little flower and looked into the distance with interest.
Wang Jin stood next to Song He and seemed not to hear their complaints at all.
In fact, he really couldn't hear it.
In this environment, there is only one way to make others hear what you say clearly.
"I said, Xiaolongmen is a waterfall!"
Song He drove the boat and shouted into Wang Jin's ears with all his strength.
"I know…"
The latter responded angrily.
He rubbed his buzzing ears and told Xiao Hei to hold on to him.
Wang Jin likes trains very much.
Because he is dizzy on almost all means of transportation except trains.
Wang Jue left almost nothing behind, but he thoughtfully passed on this little problem to his son.
Wang Jin felt itchy with hatred when he thought of this.
People who get carsick also get seasick.
Although there is no scientific basis, Wang Jin is like this.
Before that, Song He could steadily control the bamboo raft, and he had no reaction.
I was even pleasantly surprised to think that I had overcome this problem.
But now...
"vomit…"
Wang Jin began to retching for the first time in a long time.
Fortunately, he didn't eat anything in the morning, otherwise Song He wouldn't be able to concentrate on rowing now.
"Are you okay?"
Song He continued to torture Wang Jin with his loud voice.
"good…"
The latter sighed, slowly took two steps back, and stood in the middle of the bamboo rafts.
This is the most stable place and Wang Jin can feel better.
He now knew why he didn't encounter anything else on the road.
On the one hand, it is almost impossible to arrange things upward from the bottom of the waterfall, unless the Weishan River is a carp preparing to jump over the dragon gate.
On the other hand, no layout is needed here at all.
Xiaolongmen itself is the biggest trouble.
"The danger...is really scary."
Listening to the increasingly louder roar in my ears, I watched the waves getting closer and closer in front of me.
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and murmured to himself.
He began to suspect that the bastard Wang Jue just told a story casually, and that the story about Xiaolongmen Maoergou was all because he thought too much.
Having said that...there is no turning back now.
The closer you get to the waterfall, the faster the water flows.
The bamboo raft is now being pushed, and all Song He can do is control the direction.
call--
The bamboo raft jolted violently, and Song He thrust the bamboo pole into the water.
collapse!
The bamboo pole suddenly tilted, and the bamboo raft began to spin.
"嘤嘤嘤!"
Xiao Hei immediately dived into the water and pushed away the things blocking the bamboo raft.
That's a stone.
"There are many similar things down there...ahem..."
Song He coughed twice and looked a little pale.
Even so, he still waved his arms vigorously.
The bamboo pole brought the sound of wind, and like a giant python, it penetrated into the water, easily breaking the rocks just now.
The stone was swept into the current, causing pain all over the person's body.
"Damn..."
Wang Jin frowned.
The waterfall is more dangerous than imagined.
Although most people are afraid of the huge gap...
In fact, they couldn't even reach the edge of the waterfall before the boat capsized, and what fell from a high altitude was just a cold corpse.
The debris was swept nearby by the river water and happened to get stuck.
As a result, a very vicious terrain was formed.
These things could be rocks, wood, or even corpses.
They can cut through the bottom of the boat, get into the propeller, and knock out the engine.
Although you don’t have to worry about these things with bamboo rafts, there is still a risk of them overturning at any time.
Reef.
It is not a layout of Weishan River, but a naturally formed dangerous environment.
Any ordinary ship would now be in a dilemma of being unable to move forward or retreat.
Fortunately, Wang Jin has a leader beside him.
Even if the skills still need to be refined, even if the body is riddled with holes.
He still showed admirable strength and bravery.
"drink--!!"
Song He shouted a chant that others could not understand, but his voice sounded more like a roar.
The muscular arms are like copper poured into iron, and the bamboo poles make a sound of wind when they are waved.
It was hard to tell whether what was flying in the air was river water or rainwater, but they all fell neatly along the coir raincoat.
The dark and strong figure is like a dragon, breaking through the crazy river water.
The most outstanding skill is to turn into a dragon when encountering water.
The scales produced by the haunting dragon are not at all abrupt at this moment, but seem to be destined.
"No wonder only the head of the queue can go to Chenjiaweizi..."
Looking at the Song River dividing water and breaking waves, Wang Jin murmured to himself.