The railway is halfway up the mountain, about twenty or thirty meters from the bottom of the valley, and the road down the mountain is unusually steep, and although there are plants that do not make it impossible to climb with bare hands, it is always dangerous to go down the steep cliff with bare hands.

It is dangerous to go down the mountain from the broken railway, but if you take a detour, you don't know how far you have to detour, and you may not be able to find a suitable road, so it is imperative to go down the mountain in a group.

"The cliff is steep, twenty or thirty meters high, if you go down like this, it will always be dangerous, after all, we are not professional climbers, so we have to find tools such as ropes", Ling Tao looked at the cliff in front of him, turned to look at everyone and frowned.

At this time, he thought that the rope tied to the railway in order to intercept the living dead would come in handy now if it had not been used, but unfortunately, there was no if, and it was even more unrealistic to go back and find that rope.

"Why don't we all take off our clothes and tear them into strips of cloth and put them together as ropes?" Wang Jun asked tentatively.

Ling Tao rolled his eyes and said, "You can figure it out, although this is a good way, but regardless of whether the strips of cloth torn from the fabric of the clothes can bear the weight of a person, what if it is worn by a stone when going down the mountain?" Falling down is the end of being crushed, do you dare to try"?

Wang Jun shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking, although he had participated in survival training in the wild, but it was when he was fully equipped with tools, so he was in such a state of poverty and whiteness, he had no problem at all.

Many self-proclaimed wilderness survival enthusiasts, you see throw away all his equipment, and see if he dares to say that he can survive in the wild.

"So what to do"? Jiang Feifei asked tentatively, as a girl, she really didn't have the courage to climb down the cliff with her bare hands, once she did that, she felt that she would definitely be killed.

"Let's look around, it's best to find vines and other plants, weave them into ropes, and we can probably go down the mountain," Ling Tao said, looking around.

Vines contain a lot of fiber, and in autumn, the vines grow qualitatively, and they are most suitable for weaving ropes.

But the idea was very good, and when I looked around, there was a shadow of a vine, except that the grass was grass, and it was the kind of green grass, and the idea of using vines to weave ropes suddenly fell through.

"If only those corpses weren't thrown away, at least if all the clothes on their bodies were pulled off, they would be able to bear the weight of our descent down the mountain," Wang Jun muttered.

No one answered him, not to mention the question of the morality of pulling out the clothes of the dead, who would dare to touch the clothes of the living dead alone?

Just when everyone was at a loss, Zhang Guohua said: "I have a way."

"What's the solution"? Ling Tao looked at him and asked in surprise.

Zhang Guohua looked at the grass around him and said slowly: "I have lived in the countryside since I was a child, and when I was a child, I saw my parents use straw (rice plants) to weave ropes, which are extremely strong, and can even bear the weight of a cow.

Since ancient times, the wisdom of the working people is infinite, when there is no modern craft rope, people in the countryside will use straw to weave ropes (of course, there are other plants are also possible), and the bearing capacity is extremely strong, of course, the woven rope can not be so thin, at least the size of rice balls, to bear the weight of a cow, I am afraid that it is necessary to have a thick wrist.

The so-called wind-blown grass is relatively soft and tough, rich in a lot of fiber, and it is completely feasible to use it for weaving rope. (If you don't understand it, you understand the principle that there is power in numbers, right?) A single blade of grass does not have a strong bearing capacity, but what about tens or hundreds of blades of grass at the same time? It is true that many people in rural areas still use straw to weave ropes).

"Can it really work"? Wang Jun asked with some skepticism, as a privileged family who had lived in the city since he was a child, it was the first time he had heard of this kind of local method.

Zhang Guohua didn't answer, walked to the side and pulled up a weed and looked at it, then nodded and said: "It's completely feasible, I know this grass, it's called Demoiselle grass, it's completely feasible to weave ropes, and there are some places in the city for greening, but it's a pity that there are no mane trees around, otherwise, the leaves of the mane tree or the brown mane below are good materials for weaving ropes."

"Then what are you waiting for, everyone quickly pull out the surrounding lichen grass, whether you can go down the mountain depends on this thing", Wang Jun said eagerly, he wanted to go down the mountain, he didn't care what kind of lichen grass or mane tree, he could go down the mountain.

Zhang Guohua interrupted Wang Jun with a smile and said: "Wait, the grass roots of the grass can't be used to weave the rope, it's better to cut it by the roots, and the fresh grass can't be used to weave the rope, you need to dry it."

Ling Tao nodded secretly, fully understanding Zhang Guohua's words, the grass leaves contain fibers, and after drying, a part of the moisture is removed, and the rest is fibers, of course, not pure fibers, but at least in this way, the woven rope should be tougher.

"What then, we only have a fruit knife in our hands now, and when will we get enough of this lettuce to weave a rope?" Wang Jun was dumbfounded and said helplessly.

"Give me the fruit knife, leave it to me", Zhang Guohua nodded and smiled.

Wang Jun handed the fruit knife to Zhang Guohua to see what he could do.

Zhang Guohua, who got the fruit knife, walked to the edge of the patches of lichen grass, separated the grass, exposed the roots below, reached out and grabbed the middle of a handful of lichen grass, the fruit knife slashed along the roots, and a handful of lichen grass broke off at the root!

"I have lived in the countryside since I was a child, and I am used to doing farm work, whether it is harvesting rice or wheat, or even cutting grass and feeding cattle, so this kind of thing is left to me, after all, the fruit knife is not a sickle for mowing grass, and the speed is much slower," Zhang Guohua said while busy working.

At the moment when he said this, he used a fruit knife to cut off the grass one by one, and then stacked it on the railway next to it, and after a while, he cut off a piece.

Such a rapid mowing action made Ling Tao and the others stunned, and this was still when Zhang Guohua said that the fruit knife was not smooth!

"Sure enough, three hundred and sixty lines, the best in the line, many things for rural people are not made by us," Wang Jun said with some depression.

"Now the first point looks, the sun is just right, these lily grass can be slightly detached from some moisture after drying for about an hour, and it is just right to use to weave ropes, and the toughness of grass blades is not enough when there is more water, but the grass blades will become brittle when thoroughly dried", Zhang Guohua kept his hands and said smoothly in his mouth.

Ling Tao and the others are considered to have long experienced, they have never done farm work, and they are extremely impressed by Zhang Guohua's smooth actions at this time, at least they can't do it.

Look at people, almost all of the grass is broken by roots, and it is stacked neatly, not thick or thin, and can fully absorb the sunlight and dry water.

Zhang Guohua is from the countryside, he is simple-minded, and he doesn't feel anything when he covers everything alone, but Ling Tao and others are embarrassed, after all, it's not a matter for them to watch when they are busy with work, but they can't intervene at all, they can only stare at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Time passed, and for more than an hour, Zhang Guohua had cut off a large piece of grass, and the cut grass blades were neatly stacked on the railway.

"Well, it's almost, there are these that should be able to weave a rope down the mountain, just right, the blades of grass that were cut at the beginning can already be directly woven ropes", Zhang Guohua stopped his movements, wiped his sweat and looked at the blades of grass on the ground and said.

"Need help"? Ling Tao walked over and asked, looking at himself embarrassed.

"No, I've done this kind of thing, you haven't done it, just look at it", Zhang Guohua smiled honestly and shook his head and said.

Immediately, he walked to the edge of the grass blade that was cut at the beginning and sat down, starting from the sun-dried place, dividing two handfuls the size of his thumb, stepping on his feet, crossing the two handfuls of grass blades, and putting a handful of roots on a handful of interruptions, and then rubbing his hands, Ling Tao and others looked at curiously and dumbfounded, and it was clear that the two handfuls of scattered grass blades were magically rolled into a spiral rope!

"It's amazing", Wang Jun sighed sincerely, almost wanting to try it himself.

"Hehe, this is very simple, many people of the older generation in the countryside can do it, and few people of the younger generation can do it now", Zhang Guohua said with a honest smile.

He kept rubbing his hands and rubbing them in turn, and soon the two handfuls of grass blades that were originally two feet long were rolled into a half-foot-long double helix cross rope by him, and at this time, because there was one side starting from the middle and one side was starting from the root, and the guide was starting from the middle and the side was almost close to the top of the blade of grass, Zhang Guohua took a handful of grass blades from the side again and put them on the short side, which became a new blade of grass The root was placed in the middle of the other side, and with a pinch of both hands, the rope crossed and spiraled forward ......!

"I see, I used to wonder why I wanted to keep the rope stretched all the time without worrying about reaching the top of the blade of grass twice without worrying about not being able to connect it twice," Ling Tao said abruptly on the side.

"It's amazing, we rely on this rope to go down the mountain," Wang Jun said in surprise as he looked at the ever-extending straw rope from the side.

But Zhang Guohua shook his head and said: "This is not enough, I'm afraid I can't bear our weight, I have to weave it twice, weave two such ropes again, and finally it's almost as thick as an arm, and it can fully bear our weight......."

(In nature, if you think about it, anything can be used, can you weave ropes from blades of grass?) Teach you the experience of surviving in the wild.,Thank you for it.,Don't say that the stone deliberately drags the plot.,Finally, ask for a collection recommendation...... ）