Chapter 61 Careless Distress

Happiness and sorrow are true. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Gong Nian Huai ignored where he was.

Below is a large pit surrounded by mountains, scientifically known as the valley. And this valley is not hard ground, but water.

Terrain like this, with complex airflow, is very unstable. When the air flow from above passes through the valley, it is blocked by the mountains on all sides, and the air flow rotates at the mouth of the valley.

The water surface in the valley is already warm like spring under the sunlight, and the accumulated heating rises lightly, and the two air currents collide above the mouth of the valley, where the hot and cold air currents exchange energy.

And the airflow with lower ambient temperature is constantly added, which exacerbates the disturbance of the airflow.

Although the air flow is not as easily noticeable as the water current, the Gong Nian Huai who is in it can really feel it.

Paragliding is supposed to rise, fall and advance with the help of air currents, and now you don't even understand how to flow air currents.

A paraglider is like a dead leaf floating and sinking in the air current, which is worse than a sampan that bounces in the trough and crest of the wave in a typhoon.

Gong Nianhuai's face turned green.

Once the paraglider is bitten by the air current, it will be churned by the air flow like a windmill, and the person and the paraglider will be thrown out of the air current, or thrown down a deep valley, or they may be slammed into the rocks.

Either way, it's the same for people. It's just the difference whether it's turned into a patty or into scraps.

What Gong Wei Nianhuai has to do is to figure out the direction of the flow of air, and then control the paraglider to follow the trend.

It's easy to say, the upper and lower lips touch, whether it is successful or not, it is over. But the immersive public loss Nianhuai is not so easy, the paraglider bumpers up and down, sways from side to side, and sometimes comes to a sideways flip. People are made of meat, and the blood in the body must flow according to the set pipes, and the brain in the skull must not shake too much, otherwise it will become a paste.

If the blood does not reach the brain in time, the brain will be deprived of oxygen, and the person will be dizzy. If the brain shakes too much, people should also be confused.

Regardless of the condition that causes the brain to be blocked, people will misjudge due to dizziness or panic.

Gong Nian Huai is a little confused now. In the unobstructed sky, people are naked and exposed to the bright sunlight, and with the swaying of the paraglider, the sparkling sunlight flashes in front of your eyes, like a naughty child holding a flashlight to shake your eyes.

Gong Nian Huai loosened the iron ring, and the paraglider surface became soft, and it no longer maintained the shape of the upper curve and lower flat, and the white effort principle failed.

The paraglider is like a dead leaf blown down by the wind floating leisurely between the heaven and the earth, as weak as a feather, and the male loss of the locust is a maggot biting the feather.

The intention of Gong Nian Huai is obvious, that is, to leave the turbulence area. It is impossible to rise, and it is impossible to deflect and move sideways, so there is only one choice, which is to fall.

Gong Nian Huai had already sensed that the air flow at the mouth of the valley was only chaotic because there were two air currents intersecting here, one was the updraft from the valley bottom, and the other was the air flow above the valley mouth along the direction of the wind.

The turbulence formed by the two air currents mixing together can prevent the paraglider from flying normally, but it cannot support its descent. So when the paraglider throws up his hand and surrenders, no longer fighting against the turbulence, the turbulence is complacent and entertaining itself. The paraglider is like a caterpillar that slips through a transparent air cocoon and into the valley mouth.

The single air flow stabilized the paraglider, and Gong Nian Huai was able to fly happily again.

The air flow enters the ribs through the air intake, providing the lift that can hold the male Nianhuai.

As for whether to land at the bottom of the valley, Gong Nian Huai did not make a decision immediately. Because the surface of the lake at the bottom of the valley does not exist independently. On both sides of it, there are scattered some houses, if you don't observe clearly, you will land rashly, in case of unfriendly treatment, you will have no ability to resist, let alone protect yourself.

Pick up the binoculars, take a peep of Lao Wang's next door first, and then start after seeing clearly.

It's a bit of an exaggeration to say it's a house. Why?

To say that a house is a house is indeed a house shape, and that it can be called a house just because it has the shape of a house is an insult to a house.

These house-like houses are made of thick logs, and even the roofs are paved with thin strips of wood, and then covered with dry thatch, which acts like fish scales.

Such a house is sturdy.

According to a rough calculation, there are dozens of such houses, and the specifications and forms are basically the same. It's just that in the middle of the north side of the lakeshore there are three wooden houses, which are somewhat different in shape, they are not one-story but two-storey.

Needless to say, there are high and low identities for the people who live here.

Gong Nian Huai didn't see anyone around the house, but that didn't mean there was no one here. It must have been five minutes since he came to the mouth of the valley, and if there were people at the bottom of the valley, he should have seen him a long time ago, and there was enough time to hide in the cabin.

No matter who it is, as long as it is a person in this time and space, suddenly sees a flying man flying overhead, and it is like a bird, anyone will be surprised, this has nothing to do with knowledge, and it has nothing to do with guts.

Have the people here taken refuge in their huts? Most likely.

Therefore, Gong Nian Huai did not dare to take risks. Besides, he came to search for Li Liang, if there was Li Liang in these wooden houses, Li Liang should be able to see him. Unless Li Liang is controlled, he won't come out and shout himself.

Since there are people living here, is it arranged by the Zaoyang Army? Just go back and ask a random person to make it clear. If not, then whether it is Wang Jian or Meng Hui, they will inevitably send someone to take a look.

Gong Nian Huai looked at the two-story wooden building in the middle with a telescope, and he found that something was always wrong. Oh, yes, there are no windows.

Again, is there no window, or is the window closed?

Hehe, Gong Nian Huai gave a thumbs up for his caution. Sure enough, there are people here! They hid in the house and closed the windows.

There are no three hundred taels of silver here!

Gong lost Nianhuai was relieved.

Gong Nian Huai observed the water of the lower lake and found the channel where the lake water flowed. The direction of the outflow of the lake is the direction of the mountain.

Gong Nian Huai pulled the iron ring on the left side, and the paraglider turned to the left, flying in the southeast direction, leaving the valley mouth from here, you can return to Zaoyang City.

And he has been out of the sight of Zhang Yan and others for a long time, if they find that they are gone, it will inevitably cause another wave of panic.

Anyway, I found an inhabited place, and I have to give an explanation. Whether or not Li Liang can be found can only be done to obey the destiny of heaven, and it is not something that can be achieved by patting his chest as a guarantee.

Drifting past a ridge, the valley was left behind. Paragliding soars lightly through the mountains.

But it doesn't go as people want. In other words, if the public loses the carelessness, it can be regarded as nervous fatigue, and it has lost due vigilance against the changes in air flow caused by complex terrain.

The paraglider had just floated out of the valley and over a ridge, and a T-shaped ridge stretched out in front of me.

The southwest-northeast ridge blocks the east-west stretch of the mountain beam at the foot of Gongyi Nianhuai, forming an obtuse armpit at the junction, where the air currents accumulate and converge, and the strength continues to accumulate.

The air flow instantly became agitated and violent. "Huh--, "Huh," the wind passed, the grass and trees were lurking, rolling up the sand and stones, and sending them into the air, as if Brother Bajie had arrived.

Gong Nian Huai is not prepared, and he is still in a relaxed state from action to psychology. It's too late to be in a hurry, and the calm has not yet been adjusted in place.

"Hey---, ah---, hi ---" Gong Nian Huai's mouth let out all kinds of emotional cries, but the howling of the mountain wind was far stronger than his shout, and the mountain wind instantly tore apart and took away the sound of Gong Nian Huai.

The paraglider trembled a few times, the umbrella was lifted with a swish, and the hanging male loss of the Huai was like a pedal on the swing, which was leisurely raised, and the umbrella was turned face down, and the posture of the male loss of the Huai Huai was on the top.

The paraglider sinks down the hillside as if someone were pulling it down. The paraglider moves one point, and the public loses the Huai Huai move two points.

Gong Nian Huai's brain darkened, and he sighed secretly.

Unwilling! I am unwilling! Willingly?

Of course not!

Signaling? Where can you pour out your hands, the whole body is like a dhara that is leisurely, the paraglider falls down, the gong loses the Nian Huai flying up, as for what kind of posture will cross the highest point, it depends on the strength and speed of the paraglider sinking.

"Woo--horn--- hiss, hoo-hu," the paraglider twisted into a twist, pulled it to the ground so hard that it smashed on the ground like a stone, made a horn sound, and was then dragged by the wind and slid down the hillside.

Gong Nian Huai stagnated in the air for a moment, and then like a Nangui goose that was shot, he folded his wings and smashed straight to the ground.

People can't stand without roots!

Countless thoughts flashed through Gong Nianhuai's brain. When the fall to the ground was unavoidable, he thought of the scene on the African savannah, and it was almost the same action, except that this time he was standing in a Humvee, this time in a paraglider, and the posture was the same.

That fall, a time difference of 800 years, allowed him to travel to the Southern Song Dynasty.

Will you be able to throw him back this time? Gong Nian Huai is looking forward to it.

Looking forward to looking forward to it, after all, if you fall once, you will cross it once, which is hard to find. If you can't get your wish, you will become a pile of soft flesh and bones, and life will not forgive you.

Therefore, the instinct to survive overrides the desire to travel back to the afterlife, and the survival action that should be done has to be done.

Gong Nian Huai tightened his hands tightly, and the paraglider at this time was like a dead snake with bones removed, curled up in a ball, wrapped around a tree, and shivered by the wind.

The momentum of Gong Nianhuai's fall paused slightly, but it was not enough to change the fate of smashing to the ground.

Gong Nian Huai only hoped that the cork armor on his body would cushion it, so as not to break his arms and legs. Face, I can't care about it.

Gong Nian Huai curled up as much as he could, hid his head in his arms, and put his legs in front of his chest, so that he would not be too seriously injured when he landed.

Hey! Soft, like lying in your arms, who?