But at this time, Lu Yao's feet were sliding towards the edge of the cliff, and there was still a downward slope on the right, and he couldn't stabilize his feet at all.

If he hadn't had the jar of medicine and wine in his arms, he could have fallen down the gravel road to the left at the moment when he just felt the slippage under his feet. Even if the speed of the slide under his feet is a little faster, he can use ten fingers to clasp the roadbed hard, and he can ensure that his body does not fall off the cliff.

In the blink of an eye, his feet were about to slide to the edge of the cliff, and it was too late for Lu Yao to throw away the jar of medicine and wine. He immediately realized that he was done, and that he was going to slide off a cliff and fall into a meatloaf tonight.

Thinking of this, he simply turned his heart sideways, closed his eyes tightly, hugged the jar of medicine and wine, tried his best to keep his body balanced, and let his feet slide down the cliff, being a drunkard with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, he felt his right foot touch something soft first, and then stopped sliding and didn't fall off the cliff. He was so happy that he opened his eyes and saw himself standing firmly on the edge of the cliff, his body as if he were hanging in the air.

Fortunately, he was not afraid of heights and did not suffer a second fright. Besides, there is a black rumbling area under the mountain, and you can't see anything. He adjusted his center of gravity first, and he didn't dare to move the slightest under his feet. If you make a slight mistake, you will fall off the cliff and fall to pieces.

He slowly moved the jar to his left and slowly lowered his head, seeing that his right foot was blocked by a pile of weed roots growing on the edge of the cliff. But there weren't many weeds, and they were a little bigger than two of an adult's palms, and they were still lonely on the edge of the cliff. Whether the grass roots grow in the cracks of the stones, Lu Yao is not sure, and he has no time to squat down to check, he has to find a way to get out of danger as soon as possible.

He looked up at the gravel road to his left, the embankment was already above his head, and all the way down was smooth rocks. He didn't dare to turn his head to look back, he was afraid that if he moved his body slightly, the grass roots blocking his right foot would fall off the rock. In his impression, the left rear is the top of the curve, and there are many pine trees on the mountain that turns into the curve, and there is a lychee garden on the top.

He looked to the left front, which was full of dirt from the roadbed and overgrown with weeds, and he decided to climb the gravel road from the left front. So he carefully moved the jar of medicinal wine to his right side, stretched out his left hand to touch the soil overgrown with weeds, it felt very soft, and he couldn't climb at all, and it was estimated that it should be no problem to put the jar of medicinal wine.

He moved the jar to his chest again, hunched slightly, and placed the jar on the weeds. He looked carefully to the left front, and could not find even a small tree, and it was impossible to climb up from the left front.

Now the only way is to use the pine forest on the mountain behind the left. In his rucksack, there was always a fine hemp rope he had brought from his hometown and a small iron hook, the only tools he could use to get himself out of danger.

The backpack is always loaded with rope and iron hooks, which is a habit of their mountain people. Ropes are needed to tie up rice and wheat while doing farm work, to hunting and collecting herbs in the mountains, or even to walking rough and steep mountain roads.

Now he had to turn around and see exactly where the pine tree was able to hook the iron hook. But he didn't know that the weed blocking his right foot wouldn't allow him to do that? he had no choice but to gamble on his luck.

Once again, he made a decision after carefully observing the weedy dirt in front of him. If, when he turned, the weeds under his feet fell off the rocks, he tried his best to grab the weed roots in the dirt in front of his left, hoping that he would not fall directly off the cliff, but slide down the cliff wall.

Maybe there's a protruding platform somewhere on the cliff face to catch him, or maybe it's okay to slide down to a big tree growing on the cliff face. That's what Lu Yao thought at this time.

Everyone, including all living animals, has a strong desire to survive when they encounter danger. As long as you are a healthy person, no one wants to die, especially not to die in a daze. What's more, Lu Yao, who loves life very much and is full of good wishes for life and the future.

After he decided, he first used his right foot to gently exert force, leaned against the grassroots, and felt that it was still very firm. His mind was much calmer, and he began to prepare to switch his feet and turn back.

But it is not easy to turn around on the edge of a cliff where only two palms are the size of two palms and only one foot is blocked. Once the body loses its balance, or the grass roots under its feet can't bear the weight of Lu Yao, and falls off the rock, the consequences are unimaginable. Therefore, although Lu Yao had already thought of a way, he did not dare to act rashly.

There is a bigger trouble is that the rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier, and many unknown dangers will come at any time, and you can't help but think slowly or wait for others to come to the rescue. In danger, he can only take a risk. He made the final decision, not turning around, turning his back to the pine forest, and throwing the iron hook backwards by feeling, hooking the pine tree.

He slowly took off his raincoat, moved his rucksack from the back to the front, unzipped it, pulled out two rolls of fine hemp rope from it, and felt for the small iron hook to put on the end of the rope. To make it even stronger, he twisted two rolls of fine hemp rope into one strand. He made a prediction, the rope was long enough.

With all the preparations ready, he put on his rucksack and raincoat, and prepared to throw an iron hook into the pine forest on the mountain behind him.

Throwing an iron hook in the dark on a rainy night, and still facing away from the pine forest, throwing an iron hook in reverse to hook a pine trunk, the probability of success can be imagined. Lu Yao, who was forced to a dead end, had no choice but to gamble on his luck.

He calmed himself down first, and carefully recalled from his memory the pine tree on the mountain that was easiest to hook. Immediately, he held his breath, gently danced the iron hook with his right hand, and then threw it to the left rear.

In a moment, as the loop on his left wrist stopped falling, the iron hook had fallen into the pine forest of the mountain. As for whether it hooked the pine tree predicted by Lu Yao, it is unknown.

Lu Yao hurriedly tightened the rope until the rope was tightened, and he tugged lightly again, feeling that the iron hook should have hooked the pine trunk. He immediately threaded the other end of the rope through the roots of both thighs and wrapped it around his waist to tie a knot. He tugged on the rope a few more times, and when he was sure it was secure, he gripped it tightly with both hands and began to slowly turn around.

His upper body first turned to the left and slowly lifted his right foot. When his right foot left the grass a little bit, his left foot, which had been clinging to the inside of his right foot and stepping on the rock, instantly took the full weight of his body, slipped on the rock, and directly pushed his right foot up.