The team is like this for the time being. We are about to leave the river flowing in the mountains and go to the woods on the other side of the river. Everyone packed up their things and prepared to set off. Maybe they were afraid of other side effects, or maybe they were afraid of the public’s feelings.
Unexpectedly, after Han Yunzhou died, the monk buried all the things he carried on his back in the pit. No one mentioned it again, but it was a shadow that could not be dispelled.
The forest area on the other side of the river is not as large as the one we walked through before. It probably won't take a day to complete it, but the forest is close to the mountain, which is definitely a challenge for people with my physique. I don't know why, Han Yunzhou is missing from the team.
, the traveling speed became very fast, at least one-third of the distance was covered in one day. Maybe the mustache didn’t want to stay in such a place any longer, so he deliberately speeded up.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, this small forest came to an end, and the mountain we were about to climb also appeared. The mountain was not very high, but it was very steep. Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, it was a bit dizzy. Ma Dad probably didn't either.
I like this kind of self-challenging exercise, so I suggested to go around the foot of the mountain, even if it takes more flat roads, it doesn't matter.
But as soon as we looked at the map, we knew that Ma Dad’s proposal would not work. The peak in front of us was not an isolated mountain, but a rolling mountain range. Although it ran east-west, there was a large arc in the middle. If we wanted to go around from the flatland
In the past, we have to go back again. The most important thing is that once we act without permission and deviate from the correct route on the map, we are likely to get lost or encounter a dead end that cannot be passed.
"Ma Dad, Lao Ji Fufeng, I don't think such a hill is a problem for you at all."
"I can't compare with you. I'm old and my hands and feet are not quick. If I were a few years younger, I could cross this mountain in just a few steps. Don't believe it. I'm not bragging. More than ten years ago, I was in high spirits.
, follow the people at the stalls to Guangxi, and none of you have seen the Hundred Thousand Mountains..."
No one answered his words anymore, everyone knew that as soon as they did, Ma Dad would have to talk for at least more than an hour, so everyone started going up the mountain one by one, leaving Ma Dad at the end.
As soon as we go up the mountain, there is obviously less vegetation, the soil is not suitable, there are no particularly tall trees, and the journey becomes quite difficult, because no one has ever walked on it, and there is no concept of mountain roads at all. We are like snails carrying backpacks, it is difficult
Everyone is very careful when moving slowly. If one person accidentally falls, the people behind him will also be affected.
Fortunately, the mountain is not very high. I barely climbed to the top, but I was dumbfounded. At the foot of the mountain on the back is a long and narrow valley, which is very deep and cannot stand on. I need to continue walking forward on the top of the mountain until I avoid this canyon before I can go down the mountain.
, this also shows that the route chosen by Lu Xiuhuang back then was very correct. If he entered the forest area and bypassed this rolling mountain range, encountering a canyon would almost mean that all previous efforts were wasted and he would have to turn back and go back to the original route.
Because the mountain is not high, there is no sense of accomplishment when climbing up, and there is no such a small artistic conception of seeing all the mountains at a glance. The sun has already set, and today’s trip ends here. As usual, we choose a campsite, then eat and fill our stomachs.
There was only a trace of afterglow left on the horizon. Looking around, there was quite a scenery, and people scattered and wandered around.
Mustache never participated in the entertainment between us. He disappeared after dinner. When Madam wanted to chat, I walked away because he was no match for him in this area and could not be offended. After walking toward the back of the mountain for a while, I
I decided to retreat. The terrain was too dangerous. The entire mountain sloped down at an angle of fifty or sixty degrees, followed by a bottomless canyon. If I lost my footing, there would be almost no room for buffering.
Just when I was about to leave, I found that Mustache had carefully moved ten meters down the hillside. This guy was too bold and dared to go anywhere. I didn't say anything, fearing that he would be distracted, so I squatted down.
Looking over the edge of the hillside.
It is very dangerous to climb a hillside with such a steep angle, and there are no protective measures. I couldn't help but sweat for my mustache.
Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared silently from behind and pushed me hard. My center of gravity was unstable, and I almost had no time to react before I tumbled down from the top of the hillside.
My consciousness then went blank. It was obvious that once the human body loses its center of gravity and rolls down, it is impossible to stop. My head was hit by a rock, and my eyes were so painful that stars appeared, and I lost all sense of direction.
, just like a drowning person, blindly stretching out his hands to grab back and forth, hoping to grab the life-saving straw.
God seems to be very favoring me, and he can't bear to see me die like this. In the dark, I feel that I have really caught something. The momentum of my rapid fall has slowed down a little, and I have already lost it to the consciousness of Java.
I miraculously recovered, but at the moment of the calcium carbide fire, I realized that what I was holding on to was a mustache.
To be honest, I didn’t want to grab someone on my back before I died, nor did I want to harm him, but in that case, my body was no longer under the control of my brain, and my hands still pulled my mustache very tightly. I could barely stand alone on the hillside.
Not bad, not to mention that I weigh more than 100 pounds, plus the inertia caused by rolling, and my mustache has not yet become a fairy. I will definitely not be able to cope with this situation, and I can't help but roll down with me.
The concept of time completely disappeared. I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few seconds, or maybe dozens of seconds. The hillside reached the end. Mustache and I fell into the canyon without any delay. I suddenly felt like everything was empty.
My body began to fall in free fall. Then, my butt hit the middle of a tree trunk that grew out of an upright cliff. The pain was so painful that I almost suffocated. However, the falling momentum of the two of them stopped for a few tenths of a second.
Originally, I fell down on my head and feet, my butt was hit, and my center of gravity was also reversed. My legs hooked on the trunk of the tree, and I held on to my mustache tightly, hanging upside down on the life-saving tree like a golden hook.
I only grabbed one of Mustache's arms, and the weight of the two of them, more than 200 kilograms, was supported by my legs hanging on the tree. Blood suddenly poured into my brain, and I felt that my face suddenly became thicker.
It was tight and swollen, and I was holding my breath and didn't dare to let go. My molar teeth were almost broken.
This tree grew out of a crack in the rock wall. It was only as thick as a thigh. It had a strong vitality, but its load-bearing capacity was obviously insufficient. It was tottering under the weight of me and Mustache, and you could still hear the sound of the tree roots breaking.
Mustache lowered his head and looked down. It was very deep. As long as the tree was broken, it would be unreasonable for the two of us not to die.
I have tried my best, and it is the kind of human body that can stimulate the maximum potential when encountering danger, but it is of no use at all. I can't hold on for long even if I am exhausted. My mustache is completely hanging in the air, without any excuse.
Where there is strength, as long as I or the tree cannot support it, everything will be over.
It was obvious that the mustache was struggling, but his expression was surprisingly calm. At this time, another root of the tree seemed to have broken, and we immediately slid down half a meter.
I felt indescribable panic and indescribable fear. Under my body hanging on the tree, there was an abyss that could not be seen to the bottom. I closed my eyes involuntarily and let out a sound similar to a roar from my nasal cavity.
hum.
This time, I am really going to die! I may have faced death before, but never have I been so close to it.
How long can I hold on? I closed my eyes and grabbed my mustache desperately, ten seconds? Fifty seconds? Or one minute?
Just when I was about to lose my mind, Mustache suddenly raised his head and said to me: "Let go!"
I opened my eyes suddenly, almost not believing that these two words were spoken by Mustache.
I heard these two words very clearly, but I ignored him. It wasn't that I didn't want to, but that I couldn't speak.
"It is better to die alone than to die together." Mustache looked down at the abyss under his body, and then cast his gaze on my red face, which was suppressed.
I opened my eyes with difficulty and looked at him. At this moment, I felt that the face with the mustache soaked in the sunset was extremely sacred, and vaguely carried the extraordinary artistic conception of life being joyful and death being miserable.
"Let the monk take care of you, he is absolutely reliable, just let me go! Remember my words." Mustache forced a faint smile: "In the future, you must live well."
My hands involuntarily tightened my grip. No matter what kind of person Mustache is, I will never throw him into the cliff, at least not when I am conscious. Not only because of the moral principles in my heart, but also because of a
A sudden feeling.
A person who can leave his hope of survival to others and is willing to die himself is noble. The simple words "let go" are better than all the most loyal promises in the world. All suspicions and dissatisfaction towards him in the past will disappear in an instant.
Without a trace, I only have one thought: never let go.
"Think...think of...a way..." I squeezed out a few words through my teeth.