Chapter 14: The pressure of survival kills our grievances
Suddenly I felt like a warrior who had come back from full blood, but I was so tired that I had to stop and catch my breath.
The bastards are looking forward to the surprise, it seems that my critical collapse is a big show*.
"Cry, shout, jump."
"Eggs, cat ninety-nine is going to return to its place."
A bunch of scum happily huddled together to watch on-demand dramas.
Brother Ghost's voice was about to turn into a desolate pleading: "Mao Jiu, come down quickly, that young master, save Mao Jiu." ”
The dean's grandmother and the bastards all looked up at me at an angle of almost 60 degrees, the key is that the dean's face was blue, trembling and pointing at me, a shrew scolding the street: "Come down!" Skinned you! Even if you have the guts of a dog to jump down and die, feed the dog! If you don't die, you will stay in the hospital for the rest of your life! You are a in the courtyard in life and death! ”
The dean's mother immediately staged a Peking Opera and changed her face, from a fierce black king to a stammering pug like a mourning concubine: "That young ..... Master, don't ...... Go up again, little... Heart... Yours... Body, fast... Get down. ”
I stopped and gasped, the wind blowing my hair, my wide-legged trousers being blown into two columns, flustered, looking down, higher and higher above the ground.
I continued to move up little by little, and when I stopped again, I found that I was halfway up and standing on a large rock.
Excessive physical exertion and not having eaten dinner, I was already hungry, dizzy, and chaotic and fragmented hallucinations swept through my mind, just like a drowning person on the verge of extinction: I was beaten by the Niu Eight Party and my nose was blue and my face was swollen, and I crawled forward to grab a steamed bun, and when I was about to grab the steamed bun, the steamed bun turned into a stick, the grandmothers laughed, and the Niu Eight Party were proud; I went up the mountain with the mountain ghost brother to chop wood, he protected me, and when I met a poisonous snake on the mountain, he told me to run; I ran and ran and ran into the gloomy little dark room, and I sat alone in the little dark room, and I screamed; I provoked that Miantang, he turned into a fierce leopard and pounced on me, I fell to the ground, when the crisis was over, an extremely strange middle-aged woman picked me up, I couldn't see her face clearly, her face was so gentle and strange..... It must be a mother! The illusion faded into obscurity.
The people at my feet continued to scream and make noise, and I couldn't hear it, because I looked up at the sky with all my strength I had left, and the sky was so blue, so beautiful, who am I? What about my mother and father? It doesn't matter how I should hate you for not being responsible for letting me come to the world to suffer, and summon up the pitiful courage, so I shouted in an even more hoarse voice, "One, two, ......", and my body will fall off when I count to three, and it will be over.
"Three of you! Steady, don't take your hands lightly. "The temple was at my feet, and his feet were also stepping on a small rock tip, and he pressed his left hand against the soles of my feet and fixed my body. The right hand climbed on another vine, panting, and a young master's tricky appearance, and the bright flashing knife received at his waist at some point.
He said briefly: "Steady! ”
I looked at him in a haze, and he appeared vaguely in front of me, his face tense, his face flushed, and I thought that he had finally caught up with me, or that he would have beaten me to death. My head was spinning and my eyes were moist. Through a damp mist, seeing his vague outline, everything seemed to tilt and collapse. The sky also rotates like my head.
"Stinky shit, I'll blow up your black beads!" I unconsciously scolded him back.
"You stink better than, tell you to steady, like a, are you a man!" Na Miantang continued to roar, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, he used all his strength to slap me loudly without thinking.
Then I suddenly sobered up, my face was hot, and I really wanted to stretch out my claws and pounce on him, because my hands could not deal with him, and I looked at him panting.
I'm still fighting, I'm at a stalemate with him. I lost my soul and was born for some reason, living instinctively in this orphanage world that bites each other, but I don't have the courage to die.
Just when I was about to give up and continue to entangle with him, my waist was tightly clamped by him, and my snort was hot, and the previous second I had successfully screwed my face, and we were on the rock, and his other foot was completely suspended in the air, more unstable than me; He tied me around my waist with vines, so that I would not stumble and sway in the air, and we would temporarily land the kite on the cliff face, ready to fly with the wind.
His other hand grappled at the crack in the stone: "Stinky boy, go up quickly!" If it's a man, fight again, unless you're a bastard! ”
I was so angry and anxious that I stomped hard with my foot and said sullenly, "Stinky shit! Don't call you a mother! "But I'm still grateful to him for rescuing me.
The two of us collapsed and hung like dead dogs, and we were in a hurry, and we were staring at each other like hungry wolves, ready to bite each other's necks, but in fact we were like two molluscs falling on each other's walls.
"Stinky shit!" As soon as I finished speaking, I turned around quickly, took out a small sharpened stone from me, and tried to give him a flying foot, glaring angrily. In an instant, I was restrained by him on the wall, flipped a few times, almost let go and fell down, holding on to the vines tightly, and the two of us immediately looked at each other, cold sweat and the ground more than ten meters high under our feet.
The pores expanded dramatically, a sense of fear emanated from each pore, and my voice trembled: "Call Grandma, Grandma give sugar!"
"Are you ......, a mother? Female? ”
"Didn't your ancestors have a mother?"
The dominant Miantang grabbed my wrist with one hand, pinched my chin with the other, and forced him to look up to meet him, his violent eyes, the rogue child occupied his toys, domineering and proud, and he was never allowed to be despised by girls younger than him, and this girl repeatedly ignored his existence, in short, he was mocking his life as he wished for everything.
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Diao Miantang said gloomily: "Obviously she is a little girl, but she has equipped herself like a robber, stealing and playing cunning, like a hedgehog." Tsk, the little girl is becoming more and more bear-like, Lao Tzu will teach you what it means to be a woman now. With that, he tore my collar.
"That Miantang!" I was so anxious that I was smacking him, 16 years old is also an age for me to understand the difference between men and women.
"The outside is strong and the middle is dry, just your chicken scratches the bones, and the fish is too many bones when the earthworm eats it." That Mian often dismisses and loosens his restraint on me.
I dodged the claws like a whirlwind, guarding against the longest distance I could from him, trying to kill him with a high electric current in my eyes. As a result, he was unscathed, and did not care about my existence at all, turned his back to me, stood up, spread his hands out, and shouted in a long and passionate voice towards the twilight and mountains of the mountain village: "Ahh
I looked coldly at this demon who didn't know what it meant to be hungry and unfazed, and to say that he was as affectionate as paper, lowered his octave tone, and performed a pantomime by choking his neck with my hands "You think you are undefeated in the East, but in fact you are the second generation of Harpy"
"If you want to do it, I'll kill you." The demon who is as sensitive as a dog, his back is like a raw eye, and he threatens me when he turns around, and I choose to keep my mouth shut wisely, because the one in front of me, I finally understand that his strong physical ability is so strong that I don't even have to roll up my sleeves when I step on it.
In fact, there was a crackling sound, and a burst of dust fell, and we were blown all over the dust, and a skill vine soared into the air, falling rapidly from our side, and our bodies also shook with this broken vine, and a gust of wind blew, almost blowing us down, and the cotton often pressed against the rock wall rapidly, and my fingers grasped the stone wall, but there was no support, and my body was stable on a small rock projection that was only about one square meter wide. That Miantang's whole body was completely suspended in the air, and he and I were clutching a vine tightly with only our hands, and if there was another gust of wind, he and I would probably immediately toss backwards.
The two of us looked at each other in unison, and the pressure of survival killed our grievances in seconds. I saw a "green vine" rope of similar color and moving to a thick vine wrapping around my arm.
Snake! A green snake! It's not a green vine, it's a deadly green bamboo viper! I was terrified.
I stiffened, the snake getting closer and closer to my face, spitting scarlet letters, alerting us two intruders!
It will bite me at any moment, and I will die in Shekou!
I saw a hand that grabbed the snake too hard in front of me, and that hand came from the hand of the enemy.
Na Miantang grabbed the snake with his hand and grabbed the snake violently at the same time as the snake bitten, he threw the snake against the cliff, and the frightened snake writhed, spewing saliva, curled up, and prepared to attack again.
That Miantang pulled out a sharp knife and slashed at the snake, it swung vigorously, he hung in the air again, I hugged his waist tightly, he only freed his hand to grab the snake's seven inches with his fist, and the other hand used a sharp knife to cut off the snake's head mercilessly, after the snake's head was cut off, his body twitched violently for a while and then did not move, and that Miantang threw the snake off the cliff casually.
Na Miantang grabbed his freshly bitten arm, and when I looked at his face in horror, I forgot all my pain, and my heart was beating violently, and I vacated one of my feet, and I staggered and hugged Na Miantang, because his poisoning was obvious, his face was pale, and his body shook, as if he was going to fall, and he might bleed to death or fall off a cliff to die, and there was no doubt that I would die because of him, and it would be even more ugly.
"What should I do about Miantang?"
"Quick, quick, cut off the snake's bite with my sharp knife." After the roar, Miantang almost fell on top of me, he still grabbed the vine with both hands to support his body, and we staggered, but he still held me tightly, and did not let me lose focus and fall.
He leaned against me, and for a moment his face was shocked and pale, and he felt that he had been poisoned, and for a moment he seemed to pass out, his head resting on my shoulder, and his whole body went limp. At the moment, the only way to do this is to pull him safely up the tower or directly below, but we are already suspended above the cliff, and the way down is even more difficult, so we have to step forward, otherwise the two of us will fall to our deaths!