Hearing the little monk Jing'an say that the road ahead was blocked, I couldn't help but panic. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt was already dark, and the only courage to support me walking on this barren mountain path was to wait for my mother in the temple. The thought that my mother was still waiting for me in the temple gave me the courage to hurry back. If the road is in the way......

The hand that the little monk Jing'an was holding on to his sleeve couldn't help but stretch forward and grabbed the hand of the little monk Jing'an, which was a little warm and trembling with some overwhelm. As soon as I grabbed him, the little monk of Jing'an couldn't help but exclaim: "What are you doing......" Then he saw me pass him behind him and walk in front of him, let go of his hand, and touch my hands forward.

I wish I could touch a piece of air and be able to get my hands in the air without hindrance. But the truth was - I touched the boulder that had fallen from the mountain. I didn't give up, I touched the stone left and right, and the little monk Jing'an dragged the corner of my clothes from behind, and watched my movements and couldn't help but tell me: "Miss...... Be careful, this road is very narrow, don't go too far to the side, you will fall! ”

When I heard this, my heart was also tight, and I was a little afraid--I just wanted to see if there were any gaps that could accommodate people, but I didn't want to die on the cliff! After thinking about it, he said to the little monk of Jing'an: "Little monk, you hold me, let me take a look over there, is there a gap that can be passed?" You and I are still young, so I can't say that there is a gap to cross? ”

The little monk of Jing'an refused to agree at first, but when he saw that I had been insisting, he relented and just asked him to explore, and I pulled him back, and if there was some slippery slope, I dragged him back. I disagree. Tell him seriously: "Little monk, don't insist. You're heavier than me, and I don't have enough strength to hold you. If you slide down, I won't be able to pull you down, and I can't say that you will pull me down. ”

The little monk Jing'an was still a little unconvinced, and said, "No." When the time comes, I'll let go of my hands! "I still don't agree.

I sighed and reasoned with him seriously: "Little monk, if that's the case, you're still going to fall!" It's not the same if you change it. You have a lot of strength, enough to hold me. And I'm lighter than you, and if I explore, you're not going to let me fall. Afraid that he still disagreed, he simply said angrily: "If you don't agree, I'll go and see for myself!" ”

"Don't! I...... I...... I agree that it is not okay! He put down the puppy he was holding in his hand, and took the two puppies he was carrying out of his coat and put them on the side of the road. Then the little monk Jing'an tore his coat into coarser strips of cloth and made it look like a rope.

I was a little confused and asked him, "What is this?" It's still snowing! What will you do if you take off your coat and it will get cold later? The little monk Jing'an just did it silently, and when he saw me ask him, he only said, "When I do it, you will know." ”

I had to wait patiently for him, because if he didn't pull me, I wouldn't dare to explore it myself. If you accidentally slip your foot and fall...... I can't even think about the consequences......

After a while, the little monk Jing'an made the "rope". When he had done it, he first dragged it with his hand, tried to see if it was strong, then tied one end of it around his waist, and then handed me the other end, and said, "Miss, tie this to your body." "Then I realized that he was making rope to give me an extra layer of insurance. I couldn't help but feel a warm current in my heart - it turns out that this little monk is quite considerate!

Since the little monk Jing'an was kind, I didn't refuse. Because even if I refused, his clothes wouldn't be restored to their original state. But I thought silently in my heart that if we went back, even if we were punished by our mother, I would have to ask the girls to buy a lot of monk's clothes and give them to him.

After tying the "rope", I began to feel the stone to the side, the stone was not smooth, and in some places it was pitted, and it looked like a frosted countertop; Some places are a little sharp to the touch, and the fingers that have never done rough work feel very uncomfortable to touch. But there was no way, in order to see if there was a way back, I still groped for the edge of the cliff little by little.

While the hands were groping, the feet were not idle, and they were also moving to the side little by little. The little monk Jing'an had already moved very slowly when he first led the way, but I walked even slower than him. The heart was pounding and pounding as if it had taken a stimulant, as if it had jumped to the throat and would jump out at any moment.

The little monk Jing'an was also very nervous at this time. His hands were tightly gripping the corners of my clothes, his legs arched, ready to pull me back with all his might. At this time, the snow is also falling heavier and heavier. The howling cold wind blew large chunks of snow on my face, on my head, and some of them into the collar of my coat and landed on my body. I shuddered, gritted my teeth, and continued to explore.

As I groped my way forward, my hands were straight and my feet were a little slow. The path was very narrow, and I moved a little bit, but it didn't take long for my hand to touch the end of the stone. With joy in my heart, I turned my head and said to the little monk of Jing'an: "Little monk! I've touched the edge of the stone! As he spoke, he took a step forward - for he was glad, and this step was not a temptation, nor was it a small step, but a little big, and the result was ...... I stepped into the air, and my body lunged forward uncontrollably.

As I fell, I could hear the sound of the cloth tearing...... I began to murmur in my heart: "It's over, it's over...... I'm going to die...... My mother ...... "As soon as these thoughts crossed my mind, the rope around my waist grabbed me. I felt this pull, and I remembered the rope made of the little monk's clothes...... Fortunately, the little monk was too prescient-

Thinking like this, the voice of the little monk of Jing'an came from above: "Miss, are you okay - I'll pull you up, you endure some ......" As he spoke, he felt that the little monk was desperately pulling the rope up. I came back to my senses and said to him, "Little monk, I'm fine!" Thank you! Pull me up...... It's scary down there! With that, he grabbed the protruding stone from the cliff with one hand, and with the other hand grasped the rope tied to his waist, and climbed up with all his might.