As the saying goes, if you run up Wangshan Mountain, your horse will die; if you run short of the bridge, your legs will be broken.
Looking at the not-so-distant distance, they almost broke their legs from walking. Coupled with the fact that the wounded were slowing down their marching speed, they had to walk for an hour and a half before they managed to climb to the bottom of the plank road.
Wu Xiaoxie used a flashlight to estimate the solidity of the plank road, and found that there was a layer of angle frames made of bamboo tangerine on the outside of the plank road. It was very moisture-proof and strong. After hundreds of years of corrosion, it was still very strong and could be stepped on.
Hear a very resilient creaking sound.
The height here should be very close to the ground. There are many thick tree roots hanging from the rock wall on the side, spiraling around the handrails on the side, almost wrapping the entire plank road, and invisibly reinforcing the plank road.
One layer.
It becomes more and more difficult to walk up the road. Some tree roots are thicker than two buckets put together, and they are standing on the road like Land Rovers. It is very difficult to walk with the wounded, so we can only climb over.
There are more and more roots as you go up, and it is almost impossible to find a place to stand. The machete in Boss Wang's hand broke into several holes.
The rattan hanging down from above surrounded the plank road like a water-curtain cave in Huaguo Mountain. From time to time, broken rocks fell down. Everyone could only hold their heads while looking at the bottom of their feet, and their heart strings were always hanging.
After a few laps, everyone started to feel tired, tired, and mentally exhausted, and there were already signs of fainting.
Master Liang gasped and climbed over a tree root. He didn't notice that there was a protruding tree vine in front of him.
The pout was almost broken, and blood was dripping from the upper lip.
Master Liang covered his mouth, tears streaming down his face from the pain, and for the nth time he regretted that he was so idle that he had to pour this muddy water.
"Yu...Yu Master, why don't we rest for a while, my legs will be broken if we continue walking." Master Liang wailed and asked Zhang Zhu.
Zhang Zhuxun turned to look at Wu Xiaoxie and found that his condition was not very good either. He was obviously holding on.
"Okay, let's rest for half an hour." Zhang Zhuxun agreed, "Replenish your energy and take a rest."
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, each found a place to stay, took out compressed biscuits and water bags from their backpacks and wolfed them down.
Zhang Zhuxun generously gave each person two energy gels to quickly replenish electrolytes.
It’s not that he has a good heart and is a kind person. He doesn’t know how far he still has to go. If he really wants to fall by the wayside, will he care or not? He doesn’t want his little naive to be in trouble.
When people take a break after being extremely tired, their reactions will also become sluggish in a relaxed state.
Everyone took the time to finish eating and were resting with half-closed eyes.
The change happened in an instant——
Zhang Shuxun's ears suddenly caught the faint sound of bells hidden in the warm wind and the heavy breathing of everyone. He was puzzled. Before he could find the source of the bells, suddenly, a rapid
The bell suddenly rang in my ears, sharp and harsh, my mind buzzed, my temples jumped, and an inexplicable anger suddenly surged in my chest.
Zhang Zhuoxun resisted the urge to draw a knife and chop people, and stood up holding on to the roots of the tree. The scene in front of him suddenly fell into darkness and black and white, the sound of the bell disappeared, and the entire space was silent.
Wu Xiaoxie and the others are all gone!
Zhang Shuxun felt endless loneliness and emptiness in his heart, as if he was on a vast snow-capped mountain. He couldn't feel the cold, breathing, time, or even his own existence. p>
