Daomu Biji

The flares fell and crossed this area. The faces moved and avoided the scorching balls of light. They looked like beetles with human faces one after another.

These should be the real bodies of the Chi Gu mentioned by Master Liang. The ancients kept them in special masks and actually multiplied them. I was half-convinced just now, but I didn’t expect to encounter such a large group so soon.

The face is attached to the bronze tree with ravines, and when illuminated by the flowing light, it shows different expressions, some are painful, some are melancholy, some are ferocious, some are smiling. I have never seen such a strange sight, and it makes my hair run cold. Upright.

Master Liang was generous when he said it, but when he saw the real thing, he gave up. He trembled and said to me: "Two... two brothers, these are all alive. Those stingrays are attached under the mask. What should I do? How do we get there?"

"Don't panic," said Old Itch: "Look at their reaction to the flares. These things must be afraid of light and heat. We lit the torch and walked up slowly. They didn't dare to touch us."

I shook my head: "Don't be absolute. The temperature and brightness of the flares are very high. Of course they are afraid. Torches are different. Don't forget those monkeys just now. They ran away when they encountered the flares. But if you use torches to scare them, they will It's just a step back. I guess if you go up with a torch, not only will you not be able to get through, but you will also be surrounded, and it will be difficult to escape by then."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Lao Chi asked me, "Do you have any ideas?"

I said: "I don't have any ready-made ideas, just a preliminary idea. I don't know if it will work."

Lao Itch said impatiently: "I know you have many bad ideas, so tell me quickly."

I pointed to the rock wall dozens of meters away and said, "It's too dangerous to go up directly like this. If it's true as Master Liang said, there must be some way for these living masks to crawl onto our faces. There will definitely be some if we break through. Sacrifice, we might as well go around, do you have any way for us to swing to the opposite rock wall, there are so many holes on it, it’s not difficult to climb, and we can also have a good rest."

Lao Itch looked at the direction I was pointing and shouted: "Is this... far? Swing over?"

I nodded. He gestured: "I just have this idea in my mind, don't we still have a rope? Take it out and see if it's long enough. If this trick doesn't work, I think the only option is to go down and bring a flamethrower next time."

Lao Itch took off the rope coiled around his waist. This is one of the pieces of equipment ripped off from Uncle Tai. It has a u\u0026aa label on it. The best climbing rope in the world, used by special forces. It seems that they are willing to spend money to buy equipment.

Before I went to Lu Palace, I had helped Third Uncle purchase equipment.

Checked a lot of information. So I know that this kind of rope, if its diameter is more than 10mm, can withstand an impact of almost three tons (that is, a sudden fall). It's more than enough to support the weight of three of us. .

The strength was enough, but I didn't know if the length was enough. Lao Itch hung it down from the tree, checked it visually, and couldn't help but screamed, the total length of the rope was only a dozen meters. There is still a long way to go before we reach the other side.

"What should we do?" he asked me: "Even if we connect our belts, it won't be enough."

I pinched the rope and found that it was a double-stranded rope of 16 centimeters. I had an idea and said, "It's okay. Let's split the two strands of this rope and connect them into one. That's enough."

"Little Brother Ang, is that okay? This rope is so thin, won't it break?" Master Liang asked, "Look, this is even thinner than rice noodles. Don't mess around."

"This is what foreign mountaineering magazines say, and they will never lie to us."

I lifted up the single-woven outer layer of the rope and pulled out a very thin nylon rope. I swallowed. It was so damn thin. According to common sense, such a thin rope would definitely not be able to withstand us. The weight, but foreign information does say so. This reinforced nylon fiber with an eight-millimeter diameter can be used as an auxiliary rope for mountaineering. As long as there is no strong fall, it will not break easily. Of course , There is a certain danger in using this kind of rope, so two ropes are usually used together. We only have one, and we have to ask God for more blessings.

I'd better believe in high technology, I thought, I won't be so unlucky.

I handed the connected rope to Lao Itch. He took out a kettle from his backpack and tied it with a sailor's knot. He used it as a heavy object and threw it hard to the opposite side. After failing several times, he finally wrapped it around A stalagmite on the opposite side, when pulled, the rope tightened and was fixed very firmly.

"Okay," Lao Itch said, "It's finally done, Lao Wu, don't worry about the rope, can these rocks on the other side hold on?"

"I don't know." I said, thinking about what would happen if the stone failed to hold up. I would probably swing back to the side of the bronze tree. If I was lucky, I would hit the trunk and be half dead. If I was not lucky, I would just go straight to the tree. Make a sieve out of the branches of the tree.

This side of the rope was also tied to a bronze branch. Lao Itch tied a special knot so that when we passed by, we could untie the knot on the opposite side. This knot was very complicated and it dazzled me. , I asked him where he learned this skill, and he said he was in prison.

Everything was ready, I finally pulled the rope, confirmed that both sides were strong, and then asked them to start climbing. As a result, both of them were exhausted. I glanced at them and found that they were using a method to beat them to death and not be the first to climb. Looking at me with eyes, it was obvious that it took a lot of courage to be the first to get on such a thin rope. I shouted twice more, and both of them shook their heads. I had no choice but to curse secretly and bite the bullet and get up first.

Before going up, I lifted up my racket and handed my backpack to Lao Itch and Master Liang respectively to reduce my weight as much as possible. These things can be tied to the other end of the rope. When Lao Itch untied the rope in the air, I could tie them together. Just swing it down and pull it up again. Lao Itch was not too worried about the caves on the opposite side, so he gave me his pistol so that I could block it if there was any emergency.

I sighed, feeling as if a martyr was going to die, patted the two of them on the shoulders, then turned around and climbed towards the rope.

The moment your feet leave the rope. My nerves were almost as tight as the rope. As soon as I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, I was ready to hear the crisp sound of the rope breaking. In the end, the rope actually held up, and only made a very uncomfortable "squeaking" sound. That was the sudden tightening of the knots on both sides. the sound made.

I thought to myself not to look down, but my eyes still glanced down involuntarily, oh my god. I groaned, immediately turned my head, closed my eyes, and recited Amitabha.

Lao Itch shouted: "Hey, Lao Wu, why are you dawdling? Climb quickly. It's more dangerous for you to stay up there."

I greeted my ancestor, took a deep breath, moved my hands and feet, and started crawling towards the other side. This kind of rope has a certain degree of elasticity. Every time I take a step, it will shake very violently. My climb was extremely thrilling. In addition, the rope is too thin and is very difficult to use. I just felt a little powerless. At the end of the climb, my mind went blank. How could I even step on the ground? My feet immediately went weak. I hugged the stalagmite and spread it into a ball, gasping for breath.

The torch is here with me. I got up and stepped aside, looked at Lao Itch and the others, and saw Master Liang climbing up the rope shaking and shaking, Lao Itch held him back and told him not to climb yet. Ask me to check the situation here first. If it is not suitable for climbing or there are other dangers, I can save some energy.

I looked at the several caves around me. They were all only half a person tall and were dug manually. However, after thousands of years of rainwater penetration, there were also many bells and whistles that had just been formed. They were very wet inside. These caves were opened here. It may have something to do with the project of casting this huge tree.

Looking up, the distance between these caves is only three or four feet. Although the climb is not very coherent, it is not very difficult. There is nothing in the cave and there is no danger. I just saw the cave in the tree. There is something inside, probably an illusion caused by the changes in light and shadow. In such a dark place, it is inevitable that the nerves will be a little hypersensitive.

While comforting myself, I climbed out of the cave and raised my hand to say hello to Lao Itchi.

Lao Itch patted Master Liang and asked him to go first. The latter rubbed his face, climbed up the rope, and moved towards me.

Finally, there is the old itch. He took a deep breath, tied the flashlight to his hand, checked the knot on the other side again, and then carefully climbed up the rope. He climbed very fast, and soon reached the middle of the rope. At this time, I The stalagmites tied with ropes suddenly made a strange noise. The three people didn't move at the same time. Lao Chi looked at me with a horrified look on his face. When I looked back, I felt a thump in my heart - there was a crack on the stalagmite.

Bad luck! I turned around and shouted: "Climb quickly! I can't hold it anymore!"

I screamed a few times, but Laochi remained motionless, looking straight at me, and then started to back away, gesturing as he moved back, as if asking me to go back too.

What to do? I thought to myself, feeling an ominous premonition.

Lao Itch pointed desperately at the top of our heads and shouted in a low voice: "Run quickly..."

Master Liang and I looked up strangely, and I was stunned.

The rock wall that was empty just now was actually covered with those kind of human face masks, moving around each other, making all the sounds, and slowly surrounding me like water. At first glance, it looks like countless people are leaning against the wall and looking down at us.

I really want to slap myself at this moment. I’m so damn stupid. There are chinchillas on the trees. Why didn’t I expect that there would be some on the rock wall? It’s over now. Is it possible that I will end up like those monkeys? Do you want to die here? It would be better to jump down and be happy.

Lao Itch saw us in a daze and shouted: "Stop being dazed! Come back! Cut the rope!"

As soon as I reacted, I jumped back to the side of the stalagmite in a few steps. I jumped on the rope with a strong force. The impact pulled the rope down sharply. The stalagmite made a series of creepy cracking sounds. Before I could hold on firmly, the rope suddenly fell. Master Liang also jumped up, and the rope was stretched by more than ten centimeters, reaching its limit. I immediately heard a very ominous sound, and then there was a crisp sound. The strongest rope in the world finally failed and broke into two pieces.