I held my throat and said this intermittently, but when my eyes saw the gently swaying mustache and the deep canyon below, my heart was actually cold.
Everything around me seemed to have come to light, and only one cloudy thought kept floating in my mind: Mustache and I are doomed!
Maybe, as Mustache said, if I let go and threw him into the canyon, I might still have hope of living. But I know that I can't do this.
I am sometimes a very stubborn person, especially in this situation, I will stick to my opinions regardless of the consequences. The main root of this tree may break at any time, and I can almost clearly feel that my legs are shaking a little bit.
I slid down at an angle, but my hands tightened my grip.
"Let go!" Mustache may have been a little anxious. In this situation, every second for the two of us is dangerous, and I will never have a chance to regret it.
I was speechless, fearing that if I opened my mouth, the energy I had been holding in my body would be lost. But I shook my head with difficulty, my eyes seemed to be filled with blood, and I looked at my mustache.
"Do we have to die together?" Mustache saw my expression and eyes, and seemed to feel that he could not persuade me to let go at this time. He looked around, gritted his teeth and said, "If you really want to die! Then fight
Give it a try!"
A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in my eyes. Now we are almost trapped in a certain death situation, but after listening to Mustache's words, I firmly believe that this person must have a way to escape and pull us back from the gate of hell.
"Hold on for three seconds!"
There was no way to communicate at this time. I didn’t know what Mustache was going to do, but his hands immediately and subconsciously gained a little more strength. Mustache took a deep breath, as if he was making a life-or-death decision. Then, his
With an extremely dexterous movement, his body began to swing back and forth like the pendulum of a chiming clock, with the amplitude getting larger and larger.
This tree could barely bear the weight of the two of us when we were still. As soon as the mustache was tossed like this, the trunk immediately showed signs of completely breaking and detaching from the cliff. The cold sweat on my forehead flowed down like a waterfall, but I didn't dare
Close your eyes.
Mustache controlled the power very precisely. In a short period of time, the angle of his swing reached the limit. At this time, his feet could barely touch the tree trunk. Then he exerted another force and hooked the toes of his feet on the tree trunk.
I shouted: "Let go!"
In this predicament of life and death, my thinking and IQ seemed to sublimate instantly. I already knew what he wanted to do, and I immediately let go of my hand. Mustache's body was almost unbelievably folded into a right angle, and his hands quickly grabbed the cliff.
There was a protruding stone, and my toes were separated from the tree trunk, and my whole body clung to the cliff like a gecko. After letting go of my mustache, I felt as light as a swallow, extremely relaxed. This feeling is really ***
Cool.
But this kind of risky self-rescue is not without cost. Just when the feeling of relief in my heart has not disappeared, my body suddenly slid down nearly one meter with the trunk of the tree. The tree vibrated with the huge external force, and 80% of the body fell.
Ten tree roots broke from the cracks in the rock wall, leaving only a few roots that were not thick enough to support the weight of the tree and me.
This feeling was like being pushed into hell. My eyes immediately closed tightly, my anus tightened, and I hugged the tree trunk with my hands and feet.
The mustache was like a gecko, moving on the rock wall, and then he opened his voice and called for someone. He was very confident, and his cry for help immediately echoed in the canyon. The person above was not far away from us, and he should be able to
You can hear it.
Sure enough, the monk responded quickly, but the location at the top of the slope was very nonsense. Even if they found me and Mustache, they couldn't get us up. After a while, the monk actually leaned out half of his body from the top, looking for
I hung on the tree and didn't dare to move about our traces. Mustache shouted again, which attracted the monk's attention. He told us not to worry, and then retracted to think of a way. After a few minutes, a tree hung from the cliff.
There was a rope. Mustache said that the tree was not stable and asked me to climb up first. I reached out and grabbed the rope and pulled it. It was very strong.
In the critical situation, the people above did not bother to come up with a perfect solution, and they were scattered around, and they did not all rush over at once. Finally, the monk tied a rope around his waist, and Lao Gong, Ma Dad, and Liang Zi took the lead on the top of the slope.
Put him down, and he handed the rope to us. When I was pulled up, my face was pale, and all the strength in my body seemed to be drained. I lay flat on the ground panting. Not long after, the mustache was also pulled up.
He was rescued safely.
At this time, all the remaining people in the team came over after hearing the news. They didn't know what happened specifically, but when they saw the look on my face, they felt that the situation was not good.
There were scratches all over my body, burning pain, and a big bump on my head. Ma Dad quickly disinfected me and applied medicine. I breathed in because of the pain, but I didn’t want to move. Finally, he asked me how I could be so good.
I fell under the cliff. It's okay if I don't mention it, but I want to curse when I mention it.
"Fuck you!" I sat up and imitated Ma Daddy and cursed viciously: "Someone pushed me down!"
The people around me were all surprised and looked at each other. As soon as I told what happened, the monk couldn't sit still and stared at the remaining people one by one.
Originally, I shouldn't have told the matter in public, but I was really angry and couldn't hold it back. There were only people in our team on this mountain, except for me and Mustache, the rest were all suspects. Now that it's been revealed,
There is no need to be secretive anymore. Mustache asked one by one, and the answers I got made me helpless.
When I was at the top of the slope, the monk said he was defecating, Ma Dad was knocking the fruit on the tree with a stick, Lao Gong was wandering around, Liang Zi was organizing the camp, Jiang Chen was like a lone ranger, and Da Zuo was accompanying Huaiqing Lin. Anyway, there were a few people
They were all together. After hearing Mustache's shout, they gathered from all directions to the top of the slope. No one could prove it to anyone, and at the same time, no one could escape suspicion.
No matter who pushed me off the cliff, no one is willing to take the blame, and it is useless to ask. I suddenly felt a little sad, am I really such an eyesore? Everywhere I go, people want to harm me, and this time they directly want to do it.
Knock me to death.
According to my guess, the person who pushed me down from behind was most likely someone from the team. The forest is so big, there is no guarantee that there will be absolutely no outsiders, but it would be difficult for outsiders to approach us quietly in this environment.
What kind of team did Mustache organize this time?
You definitely wouldn't be able to find out if you asked directly. Mustache was not injured at all. His eyes secretly scanned everyone, and then he walked back to the campsite silently.
When I saw the hint of coldness in the mustache's eyes, I shivered again, as if the wounds on my body could no longer feel the pain. I don't know how to describe that kind of look, but there was something in that look.
The chill made me feel bitingly cold.
When something like this happened, Xiaozhu and the monk simply sent Liangzi directly to me to look after me. Before going to bed, Madai and I went to pee, and he whispered to me that when he pulled us up from the cliff today, it seemed
have some problem.
"what is the problem?"
"Although Lao Gong and Liang Zi are pretending to pull the rope hard, don't try to deceive me. One of them is not using any force at all. You and the monk add more than 200 kilograms together, and evenly divided between the three of us, our strength is limited.
But I felt that it was very strenuous, and I had to use all my strength to suck the milk. Fortunately, I stood at the end, otherwise if someone pushed me again, we would all be dead."
This is a very important clue. I feel that the goal is much clearer at once, so I told Ma Dad not to talk nonsense, and I will find an opportunity to talk to Mustache.
But what happened next was so dramatic that I didn't expect it, and I felt a bit dumbfounded.
The next day I took the opportunity to talk to Xiaozhu about this matter. He didn’t speak for a long time after listening to it. After yesterday’s incident, the barrier between us disappeared and the distance between us was much closer, so we were more relaxed when talking to each other.
Heart-to-heart. Mustache was silent for a moment, and told me that Lao Gong had come to see him, and he was talking about something that a person had done nothing to do, but the suspects in his mouth were Ma Dad and Liang Zi. Not only that, Liang Zi then found the monk, and he actually
After talking about similar situations, the suspects became Lao Gong and Ma Dad.
Three people talking about this incident together shows that it did happen, but the coincidence is a bit weird. Monk Mustache and I can't help but be a little subjective when we make our own inferences. I definitely believe Ma Dad and think that the problem lies with Lao Gong and
For Liang Zi, Mustache would not think so. He would doubt Ma Dad and Liang Zi. If the monk's inference is added to the equation, the originally simple logical combination will become a bit complicated, because the mutual contradiction cannot lead to a result.
But one result is certain, some people are dishonest.