Chapter 18: The Sky Corridor (2)

(Sorry, I was too busy yesterday and today to write.) Hurry up tonight to write and make up for yesterday and this afternoon. Tomorrow Saturday, normal update. ）

The fat man turned his head, and his face changed as soon as he saw the fire burning at the bridge. Shout to run, then turn around and run.

I don't know if this bridge was built in that era, and some of the planks under my feet have long been soft. The fat man swayed from side to side in front of him, and the force under his feet was infinitely amplified by the suspension bridge, and I actually felt seasick. I felt what I had just eaten churning in my stomach.

I couldn't swallow it out, and I ran after the fat man and ran for my life. But before I could run a few steps, the fat man in front of me suddenly shouted "me", and then I heard the fat man shouting and jumping.

Before I could react to what a fat man meant, I felt a slam on the drawbridge. By the time I came to my senses, the fat man had already jumped into the air.

When I was running, I was very close to the fat man. When I saw the situation in front of me clearly, I couldn't help but scold, I.

A hole two or three meters long appeared on the bridge deck in front.

The fat man ran ahead of me all the time. In addition, he found the hole early, so he had enough time to complete the series of run-ups and jumps. I'm miserable. The fat man was too big and ran in front of me all the time. By the time I tried to run, the gap was already in front of me.

"Fatty!" I screamed and braked.

The fat man landed and was just about to run, when he heard me call out to him, and hurriedly looked back at me.

"Jump!" The fat man shouted at me, "I'll pick you up here, you jump!" ”

"You don't have a run, you can jump three meters with something on your back and show me!" I scolded. He scolded and stepped back, wanting to get out of the distance and then run and jump again.

Unexpectedly, the bridge deck trembled suddenly, and then slammed again. I subconsciously looked back. Before I could see clearly, I heard the fat man shouting and grabbing the rope.

I grabbed the ropes on both sides of the drawbridge and was about to let go and start running. His feet suddenly emptied, and a familiar feeling of weightlessness instantly swept through his body.

The bridge was burned off.

Before I could scream, I followed the drawbridge and fell down the cliff.

I clung to the ropes on both sides of the bridge and didn't let go. But my consciousness told me that if I didn't let go, I would fall down the cliff on the opposite side of the bridge, and then hit the wall and be slammed to death.

"Listen to me!" The fat man shouted from above, "Let go when I tell you to!" ”

The speed of the rapid fall from a high altitude made me a little hypoxic, and I couldn't respond to the fat man. In a hurry, I had to open my mouth and shout indiscriminately, indicating that I knew. But just as I opened my mouth and shouted, I vaguely felt a little liquid floating on my face.

I hope the fat man wasn't scared to pee, but I hope this is the saliva that the fat man squirts out when he speaks.

"Let go!" The fat man shouted.

I looked up at him, only to see him slamming at me in a strange position. My hairs stood on end, and I let go of my hand without even thinking about it.

It's the familiar feeling of falling from a high altitude again. I said in my heart, and then closed my eyes. There was the sound of the whirring wind and the sound of the fat man's scream.

After about two seconds, I fell into the river under the bridge with a loud "pop". Then he was directly knocked unconscious.

I don't know how long I fainted, but when I woke up, I found myself lying on a small patch of sand.

I felt the situation of various parts of my body, and everything was fine except for a little dizziness and nausea in my head.

Reaching out and touching the surroundings, he found the backpack and pulled out a flashlight and turned it on.

The flashlight was a little harsh. After a few minutes of acclimatization, I saw that the fat man was also lying on the sand not far from me.

I bit my flashlight and crawled up to him, first probing his snort. I found that there was still a breath, and then I looked at his crotch again. After reading it, I suddenly remembered that we had all fallen into the water, and I couldn't tell if he had been scared to pee or not.

I rolled over and sat up, turning on my flashlight to observe my surroundings. We found ourselves still at the bottom of the valley. Behind me is a river, but I don't know how wide and deep it is. The location I'm doing now is a small sandbar out of the river, about the size of a badminton court.

Not far away, I found a trail of footprints and a trail of dragging. I recognized that location as the place where I had just woken up.

The flashlight shone in the direction of the footprints, and I noticed that the footprints extended all the way to the fat man's side and then disappeared.

It seems that the fat man grabbed me when I fainted, so I didn't get washed away. Then the fat man found the sandbar in a panic, and when he pulled me ashore, he himself could not hold it and fainted.

Thinking of going to see the fat man again, I found that the fat man was a little cute.

"Hey." I patted the fat man in the face.

I don't know if I was stung by a wasp or if the fat man was alert, but as soon as I touched the fat man's face, the fat man immediately opened his eyes. The eyes went from hazy to focused for no more than a second.

"What? The fat man has flowers on his face? The fat man asked me. The tone of his voice was not like that of waking up after fainting, but like he had been awake all the time.

"Uh-" I was speechless, not knowing what to say.

The fat man looked at me and stopped talking, frowned and asked, "Haven't you been soaking in water for a long time and have a fever?" If you want me to say that the bodies of your people in the city are weak, I will show you. So saying, he came and touched my forehead.

", I hate it when people touch my head." I slapped the fat man's hand off and twisted my head to the side.

"And what's wrong with you?" The fat man retracted his hand.

After a few seconds of silence, the fat man suddenly said, "Hey, I said,"

I turned my face to look at him.

"The fat man's hobby is to find Miss-Miss, Miss, Miss, do you understand?"

I found that the fat man's tone kept aggravating the word Miss when he said this. After thinking about it carefully, I came back to it.

"You're not sexually normal." I scolded.

"Hey, I'm relieved to have your words, fat man." The fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

After a few more seconds of silence, the fat man said, "Oh, that's not right. Then what did you look at Lao Tzu's crotch just now? As he spoke, the fat man went to cover his crotch.

"I" is good now, the mud fell into the crotch of my pants, it's not but is.

"I said little comrade—" The fat man patted me on the shoulder, "Although the fat man has no plans in this regard, I don't discriminate against people like you." Why don't you wait to get out, and the fat man will personally look for one for you? ”

"Get out." I covered my face and wondered how to explain it to the fat man. "Look at your crotch, that's because I think you're a woman, right?"

"Female?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then looked down at himself. "Except for the fuller breasts, where does Lao Tzu look like a woman?"

"Where the did you get so much."

The fat man ignored me and continued to take care of himself: "It's not that the fat man, I despise you, this girl has to be picked." Don't say anything else, just take the fat man's figure as an example-cough, if it is placed on a woman, it must not be crushed to death? ”

Seeing that I ignored him, the fat man patted me on the shoulder: "Hey, what are you doing?" ”

I brushed his hand away and pointed my flashlight at the edge of the sand, motioning for him to look over.

The fat man turned on the flashlight and shone it over. The two apertures hit there, and the fat man was stunned.

Why does it seem that there is still a person lying there?