Chapter 236: Distant mountains are like Dai, with picturesque features
Boom!
The legs flexed and stretched again, the muscles and blood vessels in the legs bulged, and the boulder did not move at all on Mu Fan's back.
drink!
His feet lifted off the ground again and landed heavily on the steps in front. The mountain road made of stone did not sink in like the soil, but its hard material perfectly bore the weight of Mu Fan and the boulder.
This time Mu Fan crossed the three stone steps with squatting and leaping frogs.
If there were no boulders, we could at least skip a dozen steps...
Although it is a little shorter, I will make progress, and this is just the beginning!
drink!
Mu Fan squatted down and jumped up again, landing steadily on the mountain road with a dull echo.
As the young man squatted and jumped, a huge boulder began to move up the winding mountain road little by little.
If someone sees me at this time, I will definitely rub my eyes at least three times and then go back to sleep.
This must be an illusion!
How is it possible for a person to carry a boulder weighing several tons and climb a mountain in leaps and bounds!
Under the pressure of the huge boulder on his back, the soles of his shoes were almost flattened.
What's more, although the mountain road is slippery, it is not a problem at all for the teenager who has lived in the wilderness for more than ten years.
The temperature at dawn is extremely low, even though this is the last month of hot summer, but for ordinary people, going out during this time still requires a jacket on top of a T-shirt.
This is just on flat ground. If you climb up the mountain, the temperature will drop further as the altitude increases.
At this time, the temperature at the top of Xiaoqingshan was at least 10 degrees lower than at the foot of the mountain.
Mu Fan's training clothes and vest were lying quietly at the beginning of this narrow and rugged mountain road at the foot of the mountain.
There were no bleeding marks on Mu Fan's back from being crushed by the boulder. The criss-crossing scars made the skin on his back not afraid of the rough rocks at all.
And as Mu Fan began to put back and explode his strength again and again, almost all the muscles in his body were mobilized, and steaming heat began to rise in his body.
The cold mountain wind blew onto Mu Fan and was immediately transformed into nothingness by the steaming heat.
Mu Fan had never walked this mountain road before, but he estimated it was about five kilometers.
Mu Fan's goal today is to complete the frog leap up the mountain while carrying the boulder and... frog jump down the mountain!
One round trip, 10 kilometers!
Jumping frog all the way!
The sky is only slightly bright. This is when dawn has just arrived, and the practice has just begun.
Mu Fan grinned resolutely, then gritted his teeth and jumped again.
Boom, boom, boom...
On Xiaoqingshan, the gentle mountain breeze blew away the dull echo little by little.
Jumping steadily and evenly, Mu Fan's figure looked smaller and smaller from the foot of the mountain.
The only thing that seemed to witness his efforts was the gently swaying mountain grass on both sides of the road.
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For 20 minutes, 30 minutes, and 40 minutes, Mu Fan never spoke another word, only the rhythmic and powerful breathing in his mouth and nose.
Jump 2500!
Jump 2501!
Sweat was pouring out on Mu Fan's forehead, dripping with steaming heat on the stone road. He looked up and looked at the last three stone stairs. A sky shrouded in mist, like the birth of all things, was right in front of him.
He smiled.
Jump 2502!
Boom!
His feet landed heavily, and Mu Fan's upper body was pressed almost parallel to the ground.
Mu Fan, who could only lower his head, looked at his feet, which were flat strips of stone. There was no end to the area he saw.
The boulder is still on my back.
Naturally, he didn't see it while he was getting up slowly. Less than 200 meters in front of him, there was a slender figure standing against the wind, as straight as a green bamboo.
A few dozen meters in front of the figure, there is a green pine tree standing proudly, growing on the top of a small green mountain, with a magnificent view of the mountains.
Behind the green pine, the ground is no longer flat stone, but instead turns into unkempt mountain gravel.
There is a huge stone lying there like a lying cow.
It was almost five o'clock at this time, and the light on the top of the mountain was bright enough, and you could see a red spot like rouge on the Crouching Cow boulder.
This is only the scene at first glance, but when you look closely, you find that the slender figure is holding a large bow that is comparable to his height.
A light white tassel is tied to the black and simple bow. As the mountain wind blows, the tassel keeps swinging with the airflow.
Hold the bow in front of you with your left hand at wrist level, and with your right hand behind you, pull the bowstring halfway to elbow level.
The body is as straight as a stem and the arms are as straight as branches!
The sound of shallow breathing seemed to blend with the sound of the wind.
The wrists, elbows and delicate shoulders are on the same level. The white bow suit and chest, plus the black hair tied up randomly with a ribbon on the back, already indicate the gender of this figure.
When a thumping sound came from a hundred meters behind him, the figure who had been maintaining his posture for an unknown period of time slowly returned the bow string to its position with a copper thumb on his right thumb, and the ordinary wooden arrow was pinched between two fingers.
between.
The figure finally slowly turned around and looked behind him.
At this moment, the woman holding the big bow and arrows at an angle, turned around and stood, her figure seemed to be perfectly integrated with the mist on the mountain top and the rays of the morning sun behind her.
The gently raised skirts of the bow suit and half a bunch of black hair swaying in the wind highlighted the figure of this woman.
Even when Mu Fan raised his head and saw this figure, he was stunned for a moment.
Among the peaks far away from technological civilization, when the sun rises, there is such a scene of the perfect integration of man and nature.
The rays of the rising sun formed a silhouette of the woman into her pupils. I haven't felt this kind of complete integration into nature for a long time.
After getting used to the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the technological world, and getting used to the cold steel of mechas and battleships, when he first saw this scene, Mu Fan was actually a little crazy for a moment.
The stone on his back remained motionless. The boy who gradually straightened up stared blankly at the woman holding the bow in the distance.
But just as the appropriate silence was maintaining in this area of the world, a cold voice with a hint of doubt came out of the woman's mouth. The sound of the wind flowed to his ears like jade beads falling on a plate.
"Mu Fan?"
Mu Fan?
The sound echoed in his mind, causing him to react suddenly.
The moment he raised his eyes, a drop of hot sweat fell on the stone floor, causing a tiny, crystal-clear splash.
The muscles on Mu Fan's back suddenly trembled with force. With the help of his arms, Mu Fan threw up the boulder and turned around to hug it, then placed it firmly on the ground.
At the top of Xiaoqingshan, at this moment when the darkness has just faded and dawn has just arrived.
The bare-chested Mu Fan, with his scars all over his body and the steaming heat that could not be blown away by the mountain wind, looked at the bow-holding woman with a distant mountain like black and a picturesque face from a hundred meters away.
There was an unconcealable surprise on his face:
"Lu...Senior?"
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