I didn't see the demon child being swept away, because I was completely enclosed in snow and dirt at this time.

The darkness in front of Leng Buding made me very scared, and I even felt a sense of suffocation. I forced my mind to go crazy, and even clenched my fists.

I waited until I felt that the avalanche had completely passed, and I took the courage to wave my hands.

Of course, I also grasp a scale, not too "public", otherwise I will easily roll down the steel cone.

Gradually, the snow and soil covering me were almost cleared, and I looked up and looked down first, and there was no shadow of the demon child.

I felt the urge to cheer, and then I looked left and right, and saw that the iron donkey and Ba Tsering were still buried.

In normal times, I would have run to save them, but now I don't have the conditions. All I could do was shout and ask how they were doing.

As soon as the sound fell, there was movement in the iron donkey. This man was bolder than me, and he sat up sharply with a sit-up.

I believe I was right, at this moment, there was still white smoke on his body, and he was completely frozen. As for Ba Tsering, he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being frozen in the snow, and instead of struggling, he stretched out his hand from the snow and made an ok gesture to the two of us.

We straightened things up a bit, and then we walked down the cliff together.

We were in no more danger, and after about an hour and a half, we came to the helium balloon. It's still there, and it's in good shape, and it's still floating in the air.

We crawled back down the Iron Octopus. As my feet stepped on the bottom of the basket, I suddenly wanted to cry and laugh. It's a kind of spiritual entanglement and joy.

I thought that if there was anything else that would make me come here again, I would not agree to kill me.

I couldn't bear it a little, I couldn't get up while sitting in the basket, and the iron donkey and Ba Tsering had more energy than me, and they collected the iron eight claws and controlled the helium balloon.

The iron donkey is responsible for getting a hair dryer and changing the direction of the helium balloon's drift, and Ba Tsering is in charge of something more difficult and important.

The helium balloon has a zipper sewn up on the side. He climbed into the helium balloon and opened the zipper, allowing a small amount of helium to slowly escape out of the helium balloon.

As a result, the whole helium balloon is not so buoyant, it first rises a little more, and then floats relatively still in the air. The iron donkey adjusts the direction of the hair dryer so that the air outlet is completely upward, so that the helium balloon drops again.

We struggled with Baal, and I didn't count how long, and finally the helium balloon floated to the first floor of the temple.

We threw the iron claws again, and hooked them to the railing of the corridor, and before I could get out of the basket, the iron donkey and Ba Tsering climbed in along the rope.

Jiang Shaoyan and Yin Yin were still lying quietly on the floor, they couldn't climb the rope on their own, and Tie Donkey and Ba Tsering thought of a stupid trick and tied them both to their bodies.

The two of them staged a thrilling crawl again, and I don't think they felt anything, but I watched it and felt very dangerous.

I'm also very worried that something will go wrong at this point, and that will really be a failure.

Fortunately, the foundations of Iron Donkey and Ba Tsering are very solid. Jiang Shaoyan and Yin Yin were sent to the basket safe and sound.

The helium balloon was originally relatively stationary, and with the weight of the five of us, it was unable to bear the weight and had a tendency to fall.

I thought we were leaving, but the donkey shouted and waited, and he quickly crawled back to the temple along the rope, and found the shotgun on his back.

When he came back, he slipped straight down the rope, and I was surprised and asked the iron donkey, "Isn't this shotgun out of bullets?" What are we going to keep it for? ”

The iron donkey's answer was very interesting, touching the shotgun and saying that it was not just a gun, but also a souvenir.

I can understand it, but I also count it in my heart, and my heart says that there is something to commemorate this, and I wish I would have lost my memory in the future and forget all about this experience, otherwise I will have nightmares at night.

Ba Tsering was also too lazy to collect the iron claws, so he directly cut the rope with a knife, and then deflated the helium balloon again to make it fall faster.

This return trip was supposed to be pleasant, but neither of us spoke, the atmosphere was a little silent, and they were also like me, squatting together in the basket, and Ba Tsering occasionally looked at the sky, muttering with a serious face.

I still have a cigarette in my pocket, and smoking is a lot of work at such a high level, but I lit one anyway and took a few puffs.

After about two more hours, Ba Tsering got tired and got up to move. When he looked out, his expression paused, he sighed, and beckoned me and Ba Tsering to stand up and look.

I felt like I was about to have paranoia about to be killed, and the bare-faced man's voice scared me. I pulled the iron rod from my waist, and when I stood up, the strings of my body were tense.

I saw the grove across the cliffs. When we came, we met one of the temple's protectors here.

I definitely thought of a question along the way, and I said to the two of them, "I wonder if the Fourth Protector is still alive?" ”

And to be honest, we didn't meet him on this trip to the temple.

The iron donkey smiled and said casually, saying that the Dharma protector might be dead, right?

Ba Tsering didn't answer anything, but his expression became heavier. He stared at the helium balloon again, feeling reluctant.

I thought to myself, what's the matter? I asked one more question. Ba Tsering still didn't squeak, but dragged a rope connecting the balloon to the basket and swished to climb up.

The iron donkey also looked at it inexplicably, and we looked at each other.

In the end, Ba Tsering pulled the rope and let himself lie on the helium balloon, and suddenly, he roared and roared, as if he was venting something.

Iron Donkey and I both felt that something was wrong, and I said in my heart that the bare-faced man was starved of oxygen, and what was wrong with his spirit?

I put on a look of amusement, beckoned him to come down quickly, and said that I had something good to tell him.

At this time, the helium balloon was very close to the height of the woods. Ba Tsering moved violently and pounced condescendingly at the woods.

There was a buzz in my head, and my heart was broken, he really became mentally ill, and I thought it was too late to stop.

The iron donkey and I watched as Ba Tsering landed on a tree, he was in good shape and unharmed, and he quickly stood up and looked at us coldly.

I said to the iron donkey, "Hurry up and find the iron octulaw, we must find a trick and take Ba Tsering away." ”

But the iron donkey didn't rush to answer me, but touched his waist and said, "Damn, where is my gun?" ”

He was referring to the revolver, and I wondered because I saw the iron donkey fiddling with the revolver coming as I left the temple to make the helium balloon.

I said in my heart, could it be lost? But we sit in the basket and don't move, how can we lose it?

Before I could come up with a reason, Ba Tsering on the branch of the tree moved. He touched his arms and pulled out the revolver.

He touched the revolver with a melancholy expression, and shouted to me and the iron donkey, "Two brothers, the Great Host must die, because I am both getting old, and I have also thought about the addiction of ruling the Temple, but as one of the four protectors, I can't let the person who killed the Great Host live in the world, do you understand me?" You know me! ”

I was stunned when I heard this, and I didn't expect this to happen. The iron donkey reacted faster than me, and he hurriedly dragged me, scolding my mother, and hiding in the basket together.

In fact, Ba Tsering didn't mean to shoot us at all, he was not good at gunning, but there was another target, which he could easily hit.

He raised his gun and slammed it into the helium balloon.

Six bullets, all of which hit the helium balloon, and six large holes appeared on it at once.

My whole heart hit rock bottom, and I knew all too well what was going to happen next. We are still more than 1,000 meters above the ground, and the chances of survival at this altitude are almost zero.

Helium spilled out of the six holes, and we fell as fast as we could.

Our helium balloon passed quickly through the woods, and I saw that Ba Tsering had been looking here, but his eyes were firm, and he had no emotion at all.

I would have had a high opinion of the red-faced man, but at this moment, I felt that he was the worst bastard of the people I had come into contact with.

I wanted to rush over and fight him, but the helium balloon was too far away from the woods for me to jump over.

The iron donkey had been hiding in the basket when an accident arose, and he jerked to his feet, holding his shotgun.

Ba Tsering and I were stunned, and the iron donkey shouted, "Bye-bye!" Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

Shotgun bullets whizzed into Ba Tsering's body. At this moment, several mists of blood appeared on his body.

He screamed in pain and twisted his body.

Originally, he was standing on the branch, but now that it was such a mess, he lost his balance and fell.

I saw that several trees were moving in the woods, and it must have been Ba Tsering shuttling through them. In the end, Ba Tsering fell out of the woods and fell like a cannonball into the abyss.

On the one hand, I didn't recover much, and on the other hand, I looked at the iron donkey in surprise, doesn't that mean that the shotgun is out of bullets? How does it work so well?

The iron donkey didn't have time to say anything, but told me that when he returned to the temple just now, he found that he still had a bullet in his pocket, so he left his shotgun behind.

Then he asked me to get a hair dryer, and he tried to figure out how to fix the hole in the helium balloon.

I know how urgent the situation is.

I clamped the hair dryer to the basket and let the air vent completely flush down, so that when the wind blows out, it can more or less reduce the momentum of our fall.

The iron donkey has never repaired the helium balloon, this time it was completely to catch the ducks on the shelves. He found a few pieces of cloth and a few clips, and took an oxygen cylinder with him, and drilled into the helium balloon.

I couldn't help anything else, so I could only stare at the iron donkey silently, which could be regarded as cheering him up.

But our luck was really bad, the iron donkey was not repaired, not to mention, all of a sudden, there was a loud snorting and snorting sound from the helium balloon.

This time, don't talk about leaking a hole, just crack several big holes.

What is this concept? The helium balloon deflated a lot, and we fell faster again.

I was completely confused, and while calling the iron donkey, I hurriedly grabbed the basket so that I could not fall out of it.

The iron donkey did not come out of the helium balloon, and finally the basket became tilted, Jiang Shaoyan and Yin Yin both hung on the edge of the basket, and half of their bodies leaned outside.

When I saw this, my heart was crossed, and I pounced on them and dragged them both away, and at this moment I thought, if you want to die, let's die together.

I didn't know what I was thinking about the rest of the way, and we encountered a strong air current, which carried the deflated helium balloon horizontally for a long distance.

Eventually, a few of us didn't fall to the ground with the helium balloon, but into a corner of the cliff and landed on a lake together.

I don't know if it's a good idea to call it a lake, or if it's just a natural pond.

The moment I fell into the water, I was completely unconscious by the powerful impact of the water, and I sank to the bottom without resistance.