Chapter 216: Voices from the Other Side of the Waterway
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I describe the abruptness and violence of this head, really like jumping out. Of course, there is also the reason why the flashlight is blocked by this head, and the part below the neck cannot be seen.
It was Jack, the flashlight was not very dazzling, he squinted at me slightly, gasping for air as his other hand reached out of the water and threw a crossbow onto the wood. I really can't understand his actions, his life is going to be gone, and he still grabs this crossbow and doesn't let go, this is pure death.
Jack only took a few breaths before he said to me, "Pull me up." ”
His words made me feel both upset and a little anxious to cry. Your sister, I came down to save you desperately, I didn't even say thank you, and I talked like I was instructing my little brother. You're my son, and it seems like it's only right for me to do this. As I said, I don't know how to get you up.
But I remembered another thing, that after he rescued me from the edge of the whirlpool, he had always regarded himself as a benefactor, and he couldn't let him be so arrogant.
"We're even." I answered him with these words.
Jack was stunned for a moment and said, "No, I saved the three of you." ”
I loosened my grip on him and said, "I can save you two more times." ”
The two of us were so close to each other that I could see the flesh on his face shaking.
"Okay, it's flat." It seems that he still has lingering feelings about this overboard. Reluctantly compromised. "Pull me up."
As soon as I heard him make this request again, I said angrily, "Climb up yourself." ”
Jack looked at me in surprise, reached out and grabbed my clothes, and leaned up off the water.
"Then pull me up." I said this to him as one of his feet went up on my waist.
Jack turned his head and gave me a weird smile.
He was quick and nimble to climb up, then reflexively grabbed my left arm and pulled me up. As my body lost its balance and hung completely between him and the wood, Jack grinned and said, "You owe me one more time." ”
"Grass." I couldn't help but let out an interjection. What kind of person is this?
Jack dragged me up to the wood with a grim face. Grab the crossbow at the same time. While saying to me, "Are you hurt? Where's the injury? Forget it, I don't have time to look at it. ”
I watched strangely as Jack pulled out a crossbow bolt from his backpack, flexibly tied a rope to the end of the bolt, and opened the crossbow. Put the bolt in the slot.
That's when Jack said to me again, "Give me light." As he spoke, he pointed his crossbow at it.
I kind of understand what Jack meant. He took a flashlight from the Laotian and shone it upward. The flashlight is too dim. I adjusted the aperture and it still didn't work, the battery was running out of power, and I had to change the battery.
"I change the battery. Wait a minute. As I spoke, I reached out and pulled out a pack of batteries from the Laotian's backpack, cut the waterproof packaging with a dagger, and replaced the two discarded batteries.
The cyclops flashlight immediately returned to its blinding white light, and I turned the aperture to the lowest level, which in this case was also the brightest and the farthest distance. The mountain walls on both sides of the waterway are unobstructed in our eyes.
The mountain walls on both sides of the waterway are tall and neat, there are obvious traces of man-made carving, and the mountain walls on both sides have a tendency to gradually retract upward, and the distance between the mountain walls on both sides of the mountain wall to the top of the mountain wall is only about two meters. The most important thing is that the top of the mountain wall is a sleek curved design, and there is no sign of plant growth on it.
There is no doubt that Jack intends to open a new path with this crossbow, he does not want to be trapped in the waterway, he wants to climb from here. I don't know how much weight a crossbow bolt and the rope attached to it can hold, but judging by Jack's expression, he seems confident that I think it should be okay to carry the weight of a person.
His metal bolts can shoot into wood, but not into stones, and although the aperture of my flashlight is set to a minimum, the width of about two meters at the top of the mountain wall can still be crossed by the aperture. There were no trees on it, it was bare, and there was not even grass in sight.
"Hell." Jack cursed.
At this time, Bu Asong and Ah San ran from the front of the wood, and Bu Asong pounced on the hedgehog-like Laotian, not sad at all because of his injury, but cried with joy. I think to see my compatriots alive and that makes Bouathon very satisfied.
Ah San glanced at Jack with a little jealousy, and used his weak flashlight to shine around, and asked me, "Where is Ah Xiang?" ”
I learned that the person who died was Ah Xiang. "When the log entered the waterway, his side hit the embankment and was left outside along with the branches on that side. But he was dead before, and his intestines were all coming out. I shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help him." ”
I'm a little sad, to be precise, the rabbit dies and the fox is sad. I don't know who will be next, this waterway gives me a feeling of insecurity, and there is a possibility that the next moment we will die together. Originally, I didn't think there would be a deep affection between the two Vietnamese, and there would be more of a relationship of interest and subordination between them. But Ah San cried when he heard what I said.
I reached out and patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort. But it drew Jack's roar: "Turn on the flashlight." ”
I glared at him angrily, but I knew that the most important thing was to find a way out, so I had to hold my breath and stare at the top of the mountain wall. Ah San knew that the Laotian still had a few batteries in his backpack, so he immediately replaced them with two new batteries and joined the ranks of lighting up the top of the mountain wall. Two one-eyed flashlights illuminate the top of the mountain wall so clearly that you won't miss a single hair, but unfortunately, there is not even a single hair there.
As we went down the river, the disappointment grew. At one point, when I heard the faint sound of roaring water in my ears, Jack put down his hand weakly, shook his head at me, and said, "We can't go up, we have to go down." ”
I understood what he meant. If the water in this waterway is not normal, then not only is there a slope in the waterway, but there is likely to be a larger drop at the end of the waterway, and we can only fall down. And judging by the sound of the water, we are not far from the exit of the waterway, and the brief calm in the waterway is about to pass, what will greet us?
The sound of the water is getting louder and louder, completely different from the sound of the water at the entrance of the waterway, this sound is like ten thousand horses galloping, which reminds me of the black sandstorm encountered in the desert archaeology, and it feels so similar. The exit of the waterway must have been a deafening sound, and although it wasn't that loud at the moment, the sensation of the air vibrating as the sound reached my ears sent chills down my shoulders.
I picked up the Lao backpack, put it on my back, and fastened the strap on my chest. There are still a few batteries in this backpack, and this is the only one we have, and I can't let it happen again. Then I went to the front of the wood, and I wanted to see what was going on at the end of the waterway, and I didn't want to be an ostrich. (To be continued......)