Opening the kettle again, I looked inside, and although I thought a lot of water when I saw it, I still couldn't help but take a big gulp.

Moving my eyes, I was finally relieved when I made sure in the kettle that something didn't come out of it and hadn't fallen into the water.

Try to control yourself, don't let your sense of survival be covered by those fantasies, although there is a lot of water in the kettle, but if I really drink it so unscrupulously, I'm afraid it will only be enough for me to drink so once.

Look at the top of your head, the road above is still very long, if you drink all the water here, then the rest of the road will be terrible.

Suppressing my parched body, I took small sips and slowly transported the precious water to all parts of my body.

When I closed my eyes again, it was like I was like a machine, waiting for the solar charging panels to recharge me.

The restoration of various body functions calmed my mind, imagining the surrounding water, imagining the cool mountain garden, and the sound of the wind from the late autumn night.

In the darkness, everything that I have created is constantly moving with the water source in my body to rejuvenate my tired soul.

This kind of meditation is useful because we need to warn ourselves to become a machine in order to limit our physical energy to a specific area in a short period of time.

This is the human desire to survive, which comes from instinct. But the difference is only the method, and the method I need is to spare no effort to mobilize all my strength.

After this lasted for more than ten minutes, I felt that my strength had recovered a lot, and then I opened my eyes again and took out my flashlight to check nearby.

By looking at the terrain and the distance from the other side, I can be sure that I have climbed the rock wall very high.

I didn't look down, but I was able to determine where I am now through my previous observations and the distances I recorded in my mind.

I had seen the bulge above the cliff before, and I should have climbed to a part of it by now.

Looking out again, there was still no place to go, so I had to climb up from here, but before I left here, I made a safety device.

Here, I took out a thick pid from my backpack and fastened it to the rock, then turned out a woolen rope, tied it to the pip, and untied the rope loop, first tried to pull it outward, and then felt that the weight was good, and then I carried it diagonally.

This is to prevent me from falling down halfway, so I can use this rope for first aid.

When I was ready, I ate a few more biscuits, replenished my strength, and began to climb further along the steep rock face.

The road above is still the same, I try to support my body to look up, I can't be sure how far it is up, whether the rope on my body is enough?

However, I only found this rope in my backpack, so I hope the distance is not too long!

The rope circled around my body, hanging loosely beside me, and I tried to raise my head and shine the flashlight in my mouth upwards, but I only saw the layers of rubble above my head.

With such an angle, I can't determine too many directions, and I can't find a suitable place, and the upper part is even smoother, and the slope is very small.

I didn't dare to go too fast, I didn't dare to go too slow, but just like that, I heard another voice in my ears, and it was coming closer to me, from my feet.

I only felt a numbness on my body, and my whole body froze in motion, and as my eyes moved a little, I saw a red shadow crawling over in the afterglow.

I didn't know it in my heart, but I didn't dare to collide with it, especially now that I was in this situation, I immediately began to move to the left, avoiding the shadow.

In a few movements, I suddenly felt a loose stone under my feet, and I immediately left there, but at that moment, my body suddenly leaned.

I grabbed a rock beside me with one hand, pushed my neck up, and when my body was stable, I quickly stepped on other rocks with my feet.

But as I climbed up so carefully, the red figure got closer and closer, and even though I was already moving as fast as I could, I was still being chased by the other party.

It seemed to merge with the surrounding rock wall, and it didn't take much effort to climb up, but it was slow.

I wanted to leave as soon as possible, but the weight of my body could not let me go, but when I looked nervously to other places, I could not find a suitable position to rest.

Without looking back, I gritted my teeth, but when I moved my footsteps, I was suddenly grabbed by a withered arm.

For a moment, I felt like a stone had fallen on me by a rope, and all the strength was eaten on this leg of mine.

I wanted to just let it go, but I pulled the rope and climbed up again, but as soon as this thought came to me, I felt a lot of bug-like things crawling out of my ankles, where I was grabbed by that arm.

This feeling is very clear, and it also makes the hairs on my whole body explode, because it reminds me of the blood sand that will move before, and my eyes follow the feeling little by little, looking at my feet.

But it happened to meet the red face, and even the distorted and convulsive face seemed to be smiling at me weirdly, and there was even a little blood on a few sharp teeth.

On my dry face, the blood and sand kept surging, they crawled over my legs, and I kicked wildly at once, but the arm was like an iron hammer, and no matter how hard I struggled, it was difficult to get rid of it.

In the panic, I shook my body again, although the blood and sand could move on its own, but it was shaken by me like this, and it also fell off one after another.

But it wasn't over so soon, for I suddenly felt a small amount of blood sand crawling into my clothes.

A threat on my back makes me restless, but I can't get out of the situation no matter what.

The more people insist on certain things, the more they will make strange moves because of the emergency situation, which makes the problem more complicated.

Now, my hands and feet are all fixed, but the tactile nerves in my body are constantly sending warning prompts.

My fingers began to relax, trying to give up suddenly, or quickly release the red particles out of my clothes, and then quickly put myself back in place.

I wanted to do it, or it was possible, because I couldn't bear it, but reason reminded me of the consequences of doing so with absolute opposition.

What can I do, I might fall in the next second, and I might hit the rock before the rope on my body works.

I had a rare composure at the thought of the angular rock faces, but immediately looked back at the position above me.

I took a deep breath, then jerked away the loop and threw it at a large bulge above, hanging it up, and then slowly stood on the stone wall with my feet.

While doing this, my gaze remained motionless above my head, which was only for a short time, but crucial.

When I saw the rope dragging outward, I broke out in a cold sweat, but fortunately, the rope didn't slide long and was balanced by the force of my body falling.

It's a dangerous approach, and when I found the right place above my head, I didn't hesitate to do it.

When the two forces are in equilibrium, the center of gravity becomes a kind of support point, and as long as it can buy me enough time, I may be able to shake off those things.

With the rope in my hand, I slowly shook my body and placed the rope beside the Bloody Sandman, wrapping his arm around it with my foot.

When everything was ready, I suddenly let go of the stone I was holding in my hand, and all the strength of my whole person pressed on the velvet rope, and the rope was also pulled up in an instant, and it was pulled along the arm of the bloody sand man.

I pulled the head on my body, supported myself against the stone wall, and tried to use the stone above my head as a pulley to pull the blood sand man below parallel to me. ”

Before, on the ground, its center of gravity was very good, and I couldn't get any benefit from it at all, but now the form is different, we are all hanging in the air, it is like a dead wood, when I pull it from below, there is still some struggle, but the strange thing is that when it left the support point just now, its body is motionless, and even the blood and sand on its body seem to be slowly falling off.

I thought it was very unexpected, but seeing that the other party was holding my foot, I had no intention of letting go at all, and I was afraid that this situation would not last long, so I had to solve it quickly.

After shaking my foot repeatedly, first dragging it out of the rope, I reached out again to pull the dry arm away.

But when I touched the blood and sand on its body, I felt numb like electricity, and something seemed to flash quickly in front of me, and when I remembered it again, I couldn't remember anything.