Chapter Seventy-One: Kerosene Lamps

Qin Huai's side went very smoothly, and in less than ten minutes or so, Xiao Hei flew back with the rope in his mouth, and handed over the end of the rope to me.

But the length of this rope is very awkward.

The nearly 140-meter climbing rope was very heavy in the air, and I couldn't pull the rope straight even with all my strength to pull it, and even so, the length of the rope was still almost enough to go around the dragon bridge and tie the knot.

And it's only about two meters, and I can't tie the knot with the rope at this time, and I can't let go, so I'm so embarrassed that my arms are sore here.

"Wu Yan! Is it enough to tie the knot! Qin Huai shouted.

I straddled the dragon bridge and tied the rope to my thigh, so that at least I could save some effort, "Not enough!" It's only two meters!! ”

Just thinking about it, Qin Huai asked me if I could grab the rope and swing over, and he made me angry on the spot.

I don't know whether to say that she is simple, or that she used to teach physics classes by physical education teachers.

At the end of this 140-meter radius hangs a person of more than 100 catties, and the centripetal acceleration of gravity can directly pull me over and shoot a colorful impasto mural at a distance of 140 meters under her feet.

I didn't answer her directly, and just straddled the dragon bridge and smoked a cigarette, but I still couldn't figure out any constructive ideas.

At this time, I suddenly felt that someone was pulling the rope, the strength was quite strong, the rope was tied to my left leg, I was directly pulled by the leg to fork out, and the body was crooked and almost planted out.

"Don't pull the rope!" I shouted, thinking to myself how Qin Huai could do such a stupid thing.

Qin Huai was stunned and shouted, "I don't have it!" ”

At the same time, the rope was pulled again, this time with more force than the last time, and half of my body was pulled out of the dragon bridge, leaving only two hands still tightly holding the edge of the dragon bridge.

In this case, if the rope is pulled again, I'll be finished.

As the saying goes, disaster does not go alone, I am really afraid of what will come, I haven't had time to adjust my posture The climbing rope was pulled out by a greater force, and my hand finally broke away from the dragon bridge, and the whole person fell like this!

Qin Huai and I screamed at the same time, and I quickly grabbed the climbing rope, thinking that in a few seconds my ending would really be as I had described before - a colorful impasto mural.

After a short free fall, the rope pulled at my thigh and arced, and the huge centripetal force almost strangled a finger thick rope into my flesh, and my thigh was instantly paralyzed.

At this point, if I let go, I will be waiting for an abyss that I don't know how deep it is, but if I try to hold on to the rope all the time, the end will be almost the same, the only difference is to die on the ground or die on the wall.

I have zero wins.

The wind in my ears was so loud that it completely overshadowed Qin Huai's scream, and my speed had almost reached its peak, the knots on my legs had been loosened, and my bleeding palms were gradually unable to parry the huge centripetal force.

Eventually, I let go of the rope with all my might, and my body fell diagonally like a leaf in the wind, and whether it was a craggy rock wall or the ground that awaited me, I would eventually fall into the arms of death.

I held my head with my eyes closed and roared hysterically, every muscle in my body tensed to the edge of cramping, because I didn't know when the impact was going to come, so I had to prepare for every second.

"Wow-"

I was cold, and my back was almost numb from being slapped on the water.

I actually fell into the water!

I should have smashed the angle directly against the wall, how could I fall into the water......

The biggest possibility is that there is a hole in the lower half of the wall where Qin Huai is located, as if I used a rope to connect the top of a tunnel opening, and then the whole person was thrown into the tunnel.

I tossed around in the water a few times and quickly surfaced, but I didn't know where the headlamp had been thrown, and now I didn't have any lighting on me, and I couldn't have known if something had come from the bottom of the water.

But floating in the water is not a way, you have to find a place to stay, the consumption of physical strength in cold water is huge and imperceptible, with my current physical condition, soaking in the water for half an hour is basically dead.

It was pitch black all around, and since I couldn't tell the direction, I didn't need to spend energy on it, so I picked a random direction and swam out, as for whether I could get out of this water, it was up to me.

The water was calm, and there were no monsters of my imagination to harass me, and after swimming for nearly a minute my fingertips hit the wall.

But this is just the wall, there is no place for me to stay, I stepped on the water and groped up and down with my hands, this wall went straight up and down and was flat, there was no possibility of climbing up at all.

Since there was no way forward, I had to swim in one more direction, so I turned to the right and continued to swim against the wall, and if my sense of direction was not broken, then I should be able to see the safety rope above my head if I continued to swim in this direction.

After swimming for a while, I even had the illusion of touching the Great Wall for a walk, as if there was no end to this wall.

And the lower half of my body soaked in the water also faintly felt a very inconspicuous heat flow, and the temperature of this heat flow actually had a tendency to rise slowly.

"Lao Tzu won't fall into the pot, right..."

But when I looked up, I saw a faint white light in the distance.

The white light was only the size of a fingernail, it should be very far away from me, and the light was hazy, and the blurred halo around it exuded an unreal feeling, and after a few glances, I actually felt a little sleepy.

The legs that tread the water gradually became weaker, and the paddling arms were no longer strong, and the overwhelming tiredness and sleepiness of the world hit unscrupulously in an instant, slowly growing in my somewhat chaotic mind.

I sank unconsciously, and then "coo-dong" a mouthful of water and woke up a few points!

I hurriedly paddled out of the water and coughed violently, and the spot of light in the distance was already the size of a walnut.

The water under me was a little hotter again, and I quickly swam to the root of the wall and slapped myself hard, which could be regarded as barely dispelling the domineering sleepiness, and at this time, the point of light was a little closer to me.

I struggled between wakefulness and sleepiness, and at the same time, the white point of light finally came to me.

I forced my heavy eyes to open and realized that the white point of light was actually the light of a kerosene lamp.

And the kerosene lamp was hanging on the bow of a small boat.