Chapter 48: Retribution will surely come to its place
He was really a troublemaker. As soon as Ah Wulu finished coughing, gunshots not far away rang out, blasting several short-term shooting points. We all leaned to the ground as fast as we could, and the high firing line almost hit the cow.
Eight was reimbursed, and Xiao Ma Liu looked as if he was dead.
Ah Wulu defended: "The conscience of heaven and earth..."
You Siji turned around and scolded: "You are stupider than a donkey. In a moment, you will call the gangsters the conscience of the world."
"Shut up!" I shouted to stop their dying argument. Miantang held my hand tightly, and I kicked him again, "Your mother, you, young master, I am not a scumbag, you hold on to me."
I, I can't move."
He didn't let go of my hand, and the guy suddenly stopped without warning. In this panic, and the lack of coordination in the bush path, the six ponies collided into a ball behind him and him.
I looked at him sullenly, "At least give me a password to inform you!"
He waved his hand and ordered: "Everyone lie down and be careful. There are more than a dozen sharpshooters aiming their pistols at you. If anything happens to anyone, you won't have to go down the mountain in this life."
We fell to the ground in a swarm. The road Miantang was leading us up was an uphill road that we usually didn't want to take when we went up the mountain to cut firewood. One slippery person would often bring down another.
The Miantang is like a giant reptile arching through the soil, stones and bushes, and it keeps us in the same posture. Now we are really like earthworms who have lost consciousness and put their heads on the ground, completely instinctively moving in the direction of memory.
Crawling. Soon, we could hear the sound of huge water flow, which was too familiar to us. The river came from our village. If we took two steps further, the only possibility would be to fall off the cliff and roll into the river.
I called him softly: "Young Master, if we keep climbing forward, we will all report to the Dragon King Temple in the East China Sea. We are dead."
The situation is getting more and more dangerous. The ghostly shadows of the gangsters in the thick fog appear around us. The circle is further narrowing and approaching step by step. Occasionally, we can hear their rough breathing at close range.
This situation is really embarrassing: if you retreat, you will encounter the approaching gangsters; if you advance, you will take the next step to the cliff and fall to pieces.
Na Miantang said softly: "Hurry up."
We all looked at him in astonishment. We all didn't know what he meant by holding on tight.
It seemed that this guy was well prepared. He led me down the slope instead of jumping off the steep slope that could break every bone. After descending for meters, he grabbed hold of tree roots and grass as sharp as a knife. Pony Six
We also quickly began to learn this desperate trick, using any method to fix ourselves tightly on the steep slope. Before we could take a breath, Na Miantang screamed: "Run quickly, the enemy is coming."
We looked at the sign on the door where this madman came out in astonishment again.
The gangsters who received the clear message rushed to the edge of the cliff. It was too late. I waved a kitchen knife, Na Miantang used a gun, Brother Gui used a machete, and Xiaoma Liu and others used wooden sticks to point at them from an angle that was close to shooting from above.
They were in a panic during the fierce attack, and it was difficult for them to bend down to counterattack us. Finally, the gangsters with the iron wall lost the ability to fight back. Some of the gangsters slipped into the cliff while we were attacking, and we could hear their bodies clattering on the rocks.
The sound of impact finally disappeared without a trace. Even a few unlucky gangsters who deserted did not see the terrain clearly in the smoke and fell right through the middle of us all the way to the bottom.
The remaining gangsters fled back under the command of the leader. We finally breathed a sigh of relief. We climbed up, and everyone was breathing heavily as if they were surviving a catastrophe.
That guy basically didn't give us a chance to catch our breath. He bent down and grabbed my wrist, helped me stand up, and then bent down to tie my shoelaces. He tied the shoelaces around my ankles.
After tying it up, he kicked me hard and said, "You have to learn on your own. You are not like a girl. Don't expect anyone to teach you." I was still dizzy, "Let's go, let's go, it's not safe here."
We are temporarily free from the entanglement of my gangsters, but I don't know if they will give up on us.
But the way back has been blocked by the bandits. The road ahead is a terrible trap - a steep slope twenty meters high! Although it is not as scary as the cliff where we just killed the bandits, it is enough to make us frightened. But if we follow the routine and start from
Going around the mountainside and down to the valley, we will encounter bandits who have blocked the road. Entering the dense valley is the only chance to get rid of them. By the time it gets bright and clear, and by the time they regroup, it will be too late for us!
Fighting for time, fighting for this extremely precious and fleeting opportunity - you are fighting for your life!
Na Miantang looked around at the terrain and asked me: "Should I live or die?"
"born!"
"live!"
"I don't want to die!"
After the pony six pretended to answer in the affirmative, within a minute they wanted to give up their choice again, looking like they were about to cry. Because Na Miantang stared at everyone and pretended to be very relaxed and said: "We have one more choice.
The only option is to take a shortcut into the valley and slide down the steep slope directly."
Brother Gui said: "Of course it is very risky to do this. First of all, it is impossible for us to find a suitable foothold to slide down step by step on a steep slope more than ten meters high. Moreover, there is no suitable foothold at all on a smooth cliff.
Even if you find a suitable place to stay.
Secondly, sliding down a steep slope more than ten meters high is definitely not fun. If you encounter a stone hidden in the snow, it will make you miserable; if you slip into a ditch, you may break your waist or break your legs.
If it's serious, it could end your life; if you're lucky, you'll have a smooth journey, but it can easily get wrapped up into a ball and cause freezing."
It is no exaggeration to say that sliding down the steep slope is a gamble with a narrow escape!
In order to survive, we can only gamble, gamble with the ten-meter-high steep slope, gamble with the possibility of being broken into pieces, and gamble with fate!
There started to be sporadic gunshots from behind! The six little horses looked at me and I looked at you. No one dared to take a step forward, so Mian Tang almost knelt down.
But Miantang, who was holding me while standing on the edge of the steep slope, only hesitated for two seconds. Then his heart suddenly changed and his eyes closed. He held on to my waist and jumped down. The second brother Gui held Ergouzi tightly.
Followed by a group of six ponies, five donkeys, three pig heads, eight cows, and four oil chickens.
I felt the sharp wind whistling in my ears, and my head felt dizzy. I opened my eyes wide and tried to stay awake. In just two or three seconds, we fell into the snow. We were hit by a violent inertia.
With us, we rolled along the snow slope into the valley. We waved our hands desperately, hoping to grab a branch or a group of grass roots like a life-saving straw, but the snow was too deep, not to mention branches, not even branches.
You can't even catch weeds.
We were like sitting on a slide, sliding towards the valley at the fastest speed. After a series of collisions, the snow on the mountain poured down like a rapid river!
We were like sitting on a ship that was violently upside down. We were feeling nauseated and exhausted. We felt like we were weightless, our heads were dizzy, our bodies were as stiff as a piece of wood without feeling, and our bodies were not in control.
Finally arriving at the valley, we lay on the ground and gasped for breath. Because the gangsters were bent on hunting down the main force and would not take the path of a goat breaking its leg.
Na Miantang stopped and looked at the thick smoke billowing from the orphanage above the mountains.
We finally got rid of the immediate crisis temporarily and escaped to heaven!
We didn't dare to walk on the road, so we had to walk through the mountains with difficulty. The trails in the forest were rugged and bumpy. A group of people stopped and walked. We really had no strength and could only lie down. Zhu Touzan covered his growling belly and said,
Weak as a sick pig: "I'm going to starve to death."
In fact, we have not stopped all day and night. We are all very tired and restless. Now we are truly traveling in the desert, and the mountain road is more bumpy than anywhere we have ever traveled.
The loudest complaint among us came from Zhu Tou San's sad voice, "Mao Jiu, I'm hungry." He didn't dare to tell Na Mian Tang because of his courage, so he had to grumble to me.
"I'm tired!" I yelled loudly at Na Miantang.
"You will never be a pioneer, where is my brave girl?" Na Miantang said taunting me.
"I don't have that extravagant hope. I just don't want to become a starving ghost." This kind of protest was a little off-topic, and he immediately refuted it: "Where is Mao Jiu who is not afraid of heaven and earth? If we stop and rest every time we get tired,
, we will never get out of this mountain, we will really become ghosts."
"Young Master, to be honest, I am extremely tired."
"Let's walk for a while," he was able to say softly, "if we don't walk for too long, we will rest."
The six ponies, including Brother Gui, were watching the show, as if Na Miantang and I were their parents in their eyes, wanting to kill each other in love, giggling secretly.
I was too lazy to bother with them to clarify this relationship. I sighed and continued walking forward. The trail snaked into the depths of the dense jungle, sometimes even disappearing completely. It couldn't be called a trail. Although Mian Tang told me
We can reach the county seat by walking through this mountain. There is a train in the county seat that can take us away.
Fate has caused me to wander again at the age of 16. My life has once again experienced a sudden turning point. The only thing that matters now is escape. I want to start my new life. I can't let Na Miantang control my life.
As soon as I get the chance, I want to plan the new life I want, a free life.
At present, I must follow Na Miantang closely to escape this wilderness. Na Miantang is the best companion. He is not like a playboy along the way. He told me many stories. I listened and walked for ten minutes.
A few miles away.
"It's so beautiful here, isn't it?" he said to me softly.
"Everything in nature is beautiful." I echoed him occasionally, but I didn't say it all the time.
"Everything here will return to its original state."
I interrupted him: "This is how it is."
"The land of China is as big as a country. Today, the imperial powers have gained power, and our great rivers and mountains have been increasingly invaded. For the rest of my life, I firmly believe that the world's roads will eventually become smooth for good. The sky has eyes, and retribution will eventually come to its place."