Unexpectedly, after following these markers, within ten minutes, we actually walked out of the swamp!
There was a trace of surprise in Lao Jiang's eyes. He raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain quietly, his expression extremely complicated.
In any case, we finally passed through all three forbidden death areas on Wawu Mountain!
That lively and agile figure suddenly flashed before my eyes, and an angry voice sounded in my ears: "Don't knock me on the head, I won't grow taller."
With tears in my eyes, I buried the remaining watermelon jade pendant in my arms under a clump of small flowers, and solemnly waved to it: "Flower fox, goodbye."
Then I left that misty place without looking back.
When we saw the rising red sun on the horizon, we couldn't help but burst into tears.
Especially Ge Weihan sang English songs excitedly.
It's finally dawn!
Under the bright light, we vaguely saw the main peak of Wawu Mountain standing in the distance in the mist.
The green mountains are far away, and the water is smoky. I just hope that the next road will not be so exciting...
After this experience, everyone's physical strength was almost exhausted. In order to prevent accidents, Lao Jiang asked everyone to stop and rest.
We sat on the floor, no longer caring about face, took out the remaining food and wolfed it down.
Although we had been very economical along the way, there was not much dry food and water left. Especially water, we could only sip it in small sips to keep our lips moist.
Yin Ling'er's lips were chapped, and she weighed the water bag, wishing she could drink it all in one gulp.
She muttered her pale lips and asked, "Uncle Jiang, do we need to be so frugal? Didn't the head of the fishing village say that the water from the tiled house comes up from the sky, and when you see the flowing stream, don't you just need to drink more."
Lao Jiang frowned and reminded: "Don't forget, they are ahead! If they poison the water..."
"It's all that Wuxi's fault, he's so annoying." Yin Ling'er was so angry that her teeth chattered.
Ge Weihan asked everyone not to be pessimistic, and don't forget that he can use science to test the water quality, but just in case, you should save what you can.
I couldn't help but help: "Yes, this is not the Dunhuang Desert after all. Guarding such a big mountain, can we really die of thirst? If it doesn't work, we can find some fruit to eat when the time comes."
There is no perfect path, but I don't believe that everyone can't beat Ussi and the others!
After we had almost rested, we continued on our way. As I walked, I found that the road under my feet began to narrow, and the trees became fewer and fewer, replaced by rows of strange decorations.
The reason why it is strange is that these decorations are not artificially carved.
Instead, they are naturally dried deer heads!
The long antlers and the eyes as wide as copper bells are like guards, watching us with malicious intent!
My heart tightened and I immediately thought of those mysterious mountain guards.
Could it be that we are approaching their territory?
But this was not the most shocking thing. After the fog on both sides gradually dissipated, Lao Jiang pointed his head forward, and we actually saw a green bridge slowly appearing in front of us!
It was a rope bridge woven with countless primitive vines. The vines as thick as arms were like strong hands, grabbing each other and criss-crossing.
The wind in the valley blew, and the bridge swayed, making a terrifying sound of "creak" and "creak", as if it would fall apart at any time.
The other end of the vine bridge is hazy, and I don't know whether it will lead to heaven or hell?
"How are we going to go here?" Yin Ling'er covered her mouth, her face as white as paper: "I'm afraid of heights."
I looked at Lao Jiang and asked for his opinion.
Lao Jiang just smiled bitterly and tightened the straps of his backpack.
Yes, we have no choice but to give up all our efforts or make a desperate move.
"On Bridge!"
Lao Jiang calmly said two words.
He was the first to step onto the rope bridge and drew out his black knife to be on guard.
After confirming that there was no problem, he called me and Yin Ling'er to follow. Finally, Ge Weihan held the submachine gun and cut off the rear.
There is a thousand-year-old vine on each side of the rope bridge, connecting it from one end to the other. I don’t know what kind it is? It has not decayed after such a long time, and it exudes a brown luster.
I asked Lao Jiang, and he said that using vines to make a bridge was not surprising.
In Medog, a Tibetan area, there is such a strange bridge!
The entire bridge has no piers, no wooden boards, and not a single iron nail. It is woven by local Tibetans using white vines growing in the virgin forest.
Don't underestimate this kind of vine bridge. The older it gets, the more reliable it becomes.
As long as it is not overweight, it will never break!
However, despite this, we still had lingering fears, because every time we stepped on it, it was swaying and extremely unstable.
We can only hold on to the ancient vines while groping forward.
I don't know how high the bridge is. It makes me feel like I'm walking on a tightrope above the clouds. I feel indescribable fear in my heart.
"Uncle Jiang, can you promise that it won't break while dangling?" Yin Ling'er was full of worry: "Why do I feel like I'm swinging on a swing?"
Lao Jiang reminded: "What you have to overcome is not the bridge, but the fear in your heart! If you, Ling'er, are fearless, your strength will be comparable to the black sword Qilin."
No matter what you are afraid of, as soon as Lao Jiang finished reminding her, Yin Ling'er looked down desperately, as if she wanted to know how high the bridge was.
As a result, just looking at it almost scared the soul out of my mind.
Yin Ling'er screamed and collapsed on the rope bridge, and the entire rope bridge shook violently because of her movements.
If we hadn't clung to the vines tightly, we would have been collectively sent away by Yin Ling'er's voice.
"What's going on?" Lao Jiang asked with concern.
Yin Ling'er burst out crying: "I, my legs are weak and I can't walk..."
Yin Ling'er's ankle was injured just now. After such a toss, she probably couldn't get up. I pulled her and tried to help her stand up again. Unexpectedly, Yin Ling'er's face was filled with tears and she was whimpering and asked me. : "Brother Jinglan, please carry me, wuwu."
Seeing her crying with snot and tears, my heart melted and I wanted to nod immediately.
In the end, she had no choice but to harden her heart and reject Yin Ling'er: "It's not that I don't want to carry it, it's that there is no way to carry people on this bridge!"
You must know that this rope bridge is swaying when walking up, and the center of gravity is unstable. I need to hold on to the ancient vines to move forward.
If you are carrying someone on your back, you won't be able to support it with your hands. If you are not careful, you may knock Yin Ling'er off a cliff!
After all, the ancient vines on both sides can reach my chest. If I carry someone on my back, Yin Ling'er and her big bamboo basket will be completely beyond the height of the ancient vines.
I could only comfort Yin Ling'er to stand up, but I encouraged her several times, and she also tried several times, but her legs became extremely weak as soon as she stood up.
In the end, I had no choice but to carry her on my back and move forward.
Ge Weihan is right behind us and can help us in time if something goes wrong!
