The flares fell, streaking across the area, and the faces moved, dodging the scorching orbs of light, looking like beetles with human faces.

These should be the main body of the Gu that Master Liang said in his mouth, the ancients raised them in a special mask, and they actually multiplied, just now I was half-convinced, I didn't expect to run into it so soon, or such a large group.

The face is attached to the bronze tree that grows in the ravines, illuminating the flowing light, showing different expressions, or pain, or melancholy, or hideous, or yīn laughing, I have never seen such a strange scene, and I can see my cold hair stand on end.

Master Liang said generously, and when he saw the real thing, he couldn't do it anymore, and said to me tremblingly: "Two ...... Two little brothers, these are all alive, those mantis are attached under the mask, what should we do, how do we get there? ”

"Don't panic," said the old itch, "you see how they react to the flares, these things must be afraid of light and heat, we light the torches and walk up slowly, they don't dare touch us." ”

I shook my head: "Don't absolutely, the temperature and brightness of the signal flare are very high, of course they are afraid, the torches are different, don't forget those monkeys just now, they ran away when they encountered the signal flare, but you use the torch to scare them, they just retreat, I estimate that you go up with a torch, not only can you not pass, but also surround it, and it will be difficult to get out when the time comes." ”

"So what do you say?" Old Itch asked me, "Do you have any ideas?" ”

I said, "I don't have a ready-made idea, just a preliminary idea, I don't know if it will work out." ”

The old itch said impatiently: "I know you have a lot of ghost ideas, so you can say it quickly." ”

I pointed to the rock wall dozens of meters away and said, "It's too dangerous to go up like this, if it's really like what Master Liang said." There must be some way for these living masks to climb up our faces. There will definitely be sacrifices in the hard break, we might as well go around, is there any way you can let us swing to the opposite rock wall, there are so many holes on it, it is not difficult to climb, we can also have a good rest. ”

The old itch looked in the direction I was pointing and exclaimed, "This ...... How far? Swing past? ”

I nodded. Than drew a picture: "I just have one idea in my head, don't we still have a rope?" You take it out to see if it's long enough, if this trick doesn't work, I think I can only go down, and bring a flamethrower next time.

Old Itch took off the rope that coiled back around his waist. This is one of the pieces of equipment that was ripped off Uncle Tai's body, and it has a U&AA label on it. The best mountaineering rope in the world, the special forces use this, and it seems that they are quite willing to spend money on equipment.

Long before I went to King Lu's Palace, I helped my third uncle purchase equipment and checked a lot of information. So I know that this kind of rope, if it is more than 10mm in diameter, can almost withstand the impact force of three tons (that is, a sudden fall). More than enough to support the weight of the three of us......

The strength is enough, but I don't know if the length is enough, the old itch hung it down the tree, and after a visual inspection, he couldn't help but scream badly, the total length of the rope is only a dozen meters. It's still a long way to get to the other side.

"What should I do?" He asked me, "Even if we tie up our belts, it's not enough." ”

I pinched the rope and found that it was a sixteen-centimeter double-strand rope, and I couldn't help but feel inspired and said, "It's okay." Let's take the two strands of this rope apart and connect them into one, and that's enough. ”

"Little Angkor, is it okay? This rope is so thin that it won't break, right? Master Liang asked, "Look, this is even thinner than rice noodles, don't mess around." ”

"That's what foreign mountaineering magazines say, and they won't lie to us."

I picked up the single-woven outer mesh layer on the outside of the rope, pulled out a very thin nylon rope, and swallowed my saliva, it was too fucking thin, according to common sense, such a thin rope must not be able to bear our weight, but foreign information does say so, this reinforced nylon fiber with a diameter of eight millimeters can already be used as a secondary rope for mountaineering, as long as there is no large-intensity fall, it will not be easily broken, of course, there is a certain danger in using this kind of rope, so it is generally used togetherWe only have one, and we have to ask God to bless us more.

I still believe in high technology, I thought, it will not be so unlucky.

I handed the rope to the old itch, he took out a kettle from his backpack, tied it with a sailor's knot, used it as a heavy object, threw it hard at the opposite side, and after several failures, finally wrapped around a stalagmite on the opposite side, and when he pulled it, the rope was taut and fixed very strongly.

"Okay," Lao Itch said, "It's finally fucking done, Lao Wu, don't talk about this rope, these stones on the other side *don't *can't stand?" ”

"I don't know." I said, thinking about what would happen if the stone didn't stop, and I would probably swing back to the side of the bronze tree, and if I was lucky, I would hit the trunk of the tree and be half dead, and if I was unlucky, I would just stick it into a sieve on the branches of the tree.

This side of the rope was also tied to a bronze branch, and the old itch tied a special knot, so that when we passed, we could untie the knot on the opposite side, this knot was very complicated, and I was dazzled by it, and I asked him where he had learned this skill, and he said that it was in prison.

Everything was ready, I finally pulled the rope, made sure that both sides were solid, and beckoned them to climb, but both of them were not bored, I looked at them, and found that they were looking at me with a kind of eyes that were not the first to climb, obviously it took a lot of courage to be the first to get on such a thin rope, I screamed twice, both of them shook their heads, I had to curse secretly, and go up first.

Before going up, I handed over the racket and backpack to Lao Itch and Master Liang respectively, to minimize their weight, these things can be tied to the end of the rope, and when Lao Itch unties the rope in the air, swing them together to the bottom of the head, and then pull it up, Lao Itch is not very at ease with those caves opposite, so he stuffed his pistol to me, if there is any emergency, it is good to block it.

I sighed, feeling like a martyr was dying, patted them on the shoulder, and turned my head to climb towards the rope.

The moment the foot leaves the rope. My nerves were almost as tight as this rope. As soon as he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, he was ready to listen to the crunch sound of the rope breaking, but the rope actually held up, but it made a very uncomfortable "creaking" sound, which was the sound of the knots on both sides suddenly tightening.

I thought to myself not to look down, but my eyes still involuntarily glanced down, my God. I groaned, immediately turned my head, closed my eyes, and chanted Amitabha.

Old Itch shouted: "Hey, Old Wu, what are you rubbing?" Climb quickly. It's more dangerous for you to stay on it. ”

I greeted the old itchy ancestor, took a deep breath, moved my hands and feet, and began to crawl towards the opposite side. This kind of rope has a certain amount of elasticity, and with every step, there will be a very violent shaking, and I climb extremely thrillingly. In addition, the rope is too thin, and it is very picky, and it will not take a while. I feel a little overwhelmed. After crawling, my mind was blank, and even how to step on the ground, my feet immediately went limp, and I hugged the stalagmite and spread it out, panting there.

The torches are with me. I clicked it up and plugged it aside, looked at the old itch and them, and saw that Master Liang was trembling and crawling onto the rope, and the old itch grabbed him and told him not to climb yet. Tell me to see how the situation is here, and if it's not suitable for climbing, or if there are other dangers, you can save some effort.

I looked at several caves around, all of them were only half a person high, and they were dug out by hand, but after thousands of years of rain infiltration, there were also a lot of newly formed bells on them, and they were very cháo wet.

Looking up, the distance between these caves is only three or four feet, although it will not be too coherent to climb, but it is not very difficult, there is nothing in the cave, there is no danger, just now in the tree, I saw something in the cave, probably the illusion caused by the change of light and shadow, in such a dark place, the nerves will inevitably be a little allergic.

I comforted myself as I crawled out of the cave and raised my hand to greet the old itch.

Old Itch patted Master Liang and told him to go first, and the latter rubbed his face with his li, climbed on the rope, and moved towards me.

Finally, there is the old itch. He took a deep breath, tied the flashlight to his hand, and checked the knot on the other side again, before carefully climbing up the rope, he climbed very fast, and in a short time he reached the middle of the rope, and at this time, the stalagmite that bound the rope here suddenly made a strange noise. The three of them did not move at the same time, and the old itch looked at me with a horrified expression, and when I looked back, I chuckled in my heart - a crack appeared in the stalagmite.

Bad luck! I turned my head and yelled, "Climb!" I can't stand it here! ”

I screamed a few times, but the old itch didn't move, looked straight at me, and then began to retreat, gesturing as he returned, as if to tell me to go back too.

Do? I thought to myself, and a sense of foreboding swelled up.

The old itch desperately pointed to the top of our heads, and whispered, "Run......"

Master Liang and I looked up strangely, and I was stunned.

The rock wall, which had been empty just a moment ago, was already crawling with the masks of human faces, moving in clusters with each other, making all the sounds, and slowly surrounding me like water. When we look at it, it's like countless people leaning against the wall looking down on us.

I really want to slap myself at this time, I'm so fucking stupid, there are mantis on the tree, why didn't I think there would be one on the rock wall, it's over, could it be that my end is to become something like those monkeys, and die here? It's better to jump headlong and have fun.

The old itch looked at us in a daze and shouted, "Don't be in a daze! Come back! Cut the rope! ”

As soon as I heard the reflection, I jumped back to the edge of the stalagmite in a few steps, jumped on the rope with a force, and the impact pulled the rope down violently, and the stalagmite made a series of creepy cracking sounds. Immediately I heard a very ominous sound, and then there was a crunch, and the strongest rope in the world finally broke into two pieces.