Yuan Mei trembled and turned around and shouted a few words to the second master, but the wind was too loud to hear clearly, the second master shook his head helplessly, Yuan Mei swallowed her saliva, calmed down, and shouted again: "I can't move!" ”

The second master was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly, and after Yuanmei turned his head, he hurriedly turned his head and looked at me with a bewildered face, I opened my mouth wide and made a mouth shape at him: "fear of heights", he opened his mouth and looked at me in surprise, and then turned his head and continued to look at Yuanmei's back.

In fact, I know that Yuanmei does not have a fear of heights, but a woman can take us all the way to this, don't say that she just can't walk, that is, it is really reasonable to collapse, it stands to reason that she has never left along the way, and now it is the turn of our brothers to repay the favor, but why choose this place? This height, this broken bridge, even normal people have to force out their fear of heights.

Yuanmei began to slowly strengthen the objects on her body, it seems that she is ready to let the second master carry forward, in reality, the second master's injuries are serious, and he is wide and fat, he has to hold his breath and concentrate when he walks alone, lift his tiptoes, lift and put it lightly, if he carries a person again, these wooden boards that have corroded for thousands of years, rotten like a pine cake, how can he bear it?

But this bridge is only one person wide, even if I eat leopard gall, want to stand up and replace him, can not squeeze through, the second master looked at Yuanmei's movements, turned back and looked at me, a helpless face, he looked back and forth a few times, and finally slowly unloaded the backpack and fishskin knife on his shoulder, and gently handed it to me, when I took the bag, he took the opportunity to say a little shy in my ear: "You said that I just became a widower, this....is it appropriate?" ”

I was speechless in surprise, he was so blinked, he actually thought about this, with the injuries on his body, the bearing of the bridge board, etc., he didn't think about it at all, I suddenly began to envy the second master's mind, if I had half his heart, I would definitely be much happier than now.

Yuanmei cleaned up, looked back at the second master, I found that Yuanmei may really not be able to hold on, I saw that her face was bloodless, even her lips were white, her face didn't know whether it was water or sweat, she kept dripping down, and her hair was sticking to her forehead one by one, looking very haggard.

The second master slowly climbed forward, until he crawled to Yuan Mei's side, Yuan Mei leaned sideways to let the second master, and after he stabilized, Yuan Mei used a very strange posture to hang on the second master's back, she passed under the second master's armpit with both hands, grabbed his shoulders tightly with her backhand, wrapped her legs around the waist of the second master, hooked her feet together in front of her stomach, and looked at it suddenly, the second master seemed to be carrying a personal backpack.

The second master had the heart to stand up, Yuanmei seemed to say something to him, he nodded, and began to crawl forward with his hands and feet, I hung the second master's bag on his chest, the knife was attached to his back, tied to the backpack behind him, and followed closely on all fours.

Yuanmei is really smart, on all fours can maximize the force area, reduce the pressure on the plank, and the reason why she used this way to lie on the back of the second master should be to prevent herself from falling into a coma, and falling into the abyss, I remember when I was in the group, I once talked about the escape method of falling into the swamp, and I mentioned this technique.

Looking at the steady speed of the second master, my hanging heart gradually calmed down, but I still didn't dare to look down more, the more I climbed, the stronger the wind, and there were some movements in the abyss that didn't sound like the sound of water, a bit like the sound of the wind, but not quite like, more like the howl of some kind of animal, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, one after another, far and deep, I don't know how deep it is, the sound is blown by the wind intermittently, and I can't really hear it.

If it's really an animal, just listening to the movement, this head is definitely something I can imagine, it's best if I heard it wrong, even if I heard it correctly, don't come out, just shout casually below, relieve boredom, have a good time.

Suddenly, the second master crushed a wooden board, fortunately he was quick and quick, and took a step forward, so that he did not fall into the air, seeing that the wooden board was like a piece of paper, fluttering, swaying and falling down, just in mid-air, suddenly turned a few times, and was instantly torn to pieces by an invisible force, and the fragments were blown by the wind and disappeared without a trace.

Although this wood has been rotten and rusted for a long time, it is at least half a palm thick, and it can support us for so long, which proves that its wood is still there, and it is so easy to turn into pieces, is it the wind? Or is there really something else hiding underneath?

I was stunned by this scene, my brain racing, squinting and carefully surveying every inch below, but except for the gray-black mist, there was only the whirring sound of the wind, and there was no mechanism of steel blades or monsters with giant teeth and iron claws.

No, at this time, we must not put ourselves in the unknown danger, if we can now find out where the danger is in time, whether to retreat or advance, the initiative is still in our own hands, if we let the danger take the initiative, then we can only resign ourselves to fate.

I pulled out the "chicken rib knife" on my waist, this knife is forged in stainless steel, much stronger than the wooden plank, along the way, this knife can not play the slightest role, simply throw it down and ask for directions, it is also considered that the money is not spent in vain, thinking, looking at the position below, from the second master stepped on the vacancy and threw it down, the knife swirled in the air, and fell down without accuracy, when it was about to fall into the clouds, suddenly there seemed to be an invisible force to hold it, and began to rotate rapidly, and then suddenly shattered into several pieces in an instant, A piece of metallic white light dissipated in the blink of an eye, and the crisp sound of metal breaking still echoed in the wind.

I stared at the scene in front of me, when I was sure that there really were no mechanical beasts, the clothes on my body were suddenly soaked in cold sweat, the original mountain monsters, or ghosts, at least there are things that look good, this time it's too evil, it can easily tear up the steel knife, it's still ethereal, if there is nothing, you don't see the real body at all, the ghost knows when it will run behind you, like a hand-torn chicken, to tear a living person?

At this time, the second master who didn't know that he had climbed out far away with Yuanmei on his back, I hurriedly chased forward, this suspension bridge seemed to have no end, and the front was always hidden in the dark.

After probably another meal, the second master really couldn't crawl, panting heavily, and collapsed on the bridge, Yuanmei let him lie on his stomach, motionless, I saw her head drooping to the side, I guess she really fainted.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the suspension bridge begins to be like a cradle, swaying left and right, at first the amplitude is not too big, but slowly, the swing is getting bigger and bigger, the whole bridge deck is even almost erected, and the wooden planks on the bridge deck do not know what skills are used, but none of them fall, but we almost fell, the second master took advantage of the gap in the wind, pulled out the belt from the waist, and tied Yuanmei and him firmly.

As the wind strengthened again, we clung to the ropes on both sides, motionless, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, gritted our teeth, but we could still hear the sound of teeth chattering, as the wind became stronger and stronger, the sky gradually darkened, and the white fog above turned into black and gray, exactly the same as the fog below, and the whole person followed the direction of chaos, and it was impossible to distinguish which is up and which is down.

Only shook less than half a cigarette, the whole person began to be dizzy, the world turned upside down, the stomach began to turn over the river and the sea, the second master couldn't help it first, spit out, I was still stiff, but I saw him vomit, and then vomited, two people in the wind, the stomach was left with little things, and they all vomited clean, after spitting, the feeling of dizziness did not reduce at all, the second master grabbed the rope with two hands, and pulled himself forward.

I followed his example, pulling the rope and dragging my heavy body forward, and when the bridge swung heavily, the two of them stopped and hurried a few steps while the wind was light.

In order to stabilize my mind and relieve dizziness, I moved while counting the planks under me, counting, and found a very strange thing, the wind seems to be blowing according to a certain law, when I count every three planks, the wind will increase to the strongest, when I count to six or seven planks, the wind will decrease to the weakest, but this method of counting because of the stop-and-go sake, so it is not allowed, I immediately changed the number method, silently recited in my heart, basically according to the frequency of one number per second.

Starting at the weakest of the wind, when I count to five, the wind strengthens, and then from the beginning, counting to ten or twelve, the wind weakens again, without exception.

Is this wind alive? Or is it that the people who built this place can actually control the wind? I shook my head, feeling that this kind of thinking is very ridiculous, how can there be a person in history who can control the wind, even if it is Zhuge Kongming, who knows astronomy and geography in the drama "Borrowing the East Wind", watching the days and days, even pinching and calculating, it can only be borrowed for a while, this ancient ancestor can trap the wind in the abyss for hundreds of thousands of years? I don't believe it, I'm afraid no one in this world will.

However, if I grasp the law of the wind, the speed of moving forward has increased a lot, and every time the wind is coming, I will pat the second master's calf and remind him to stop, and when the wind passes, I will pat him again and let him go quickly.

In this way, the two of them stopped and walked for about a stick of incense, Yuanmei suddenly woke up, looked back at me, and showed an extremely ugly smile, which meant that she was fine, and then fainted again, not long after she fainted, the second master suddenly stopped moving, and I crawled behind him and shouted: "Go!" ”

"I can't go!" There's no way ahead! It was inconvenient for him to turn back, so he could only keep his head down and shout loudly.

What does it mean to have no way? Isn't there no way to prove that this bridge is over? That's a good thing, how I miss the feeling of being down to earth now.

I patted him on the leg and urged him to hurry up, and he shouted, "Don't rush! There's no planks ahead! ”

As soon as I heard this, my head buzzed, completely stupid, my heart said that this bridge is too damaged, early or not bad and late, it is not bad to blow so strongly, but it is not bad to this one, now go back, it is definitely unrealistic, I did not wait to climb to the stone bridge, I have to die of exhaustion on the way, no, I must not go back, I counted silently in my heart, and when the wind was the smallest, I grabbed the rope, quickly stood up, and looked forward over the second master, only to see the bridge in front of him, empty, pitch black, all the way into the darkness, only a few ropes were left swinging with the wind.

I was stunned on the spot, my mind went blank, and as the wind increased, I hurried back to the bridge, and for a moment I had no tricks.