The team set out early in the morning and climbed the steep mountain trail, but within an hour, a towering cliff blocked their way. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 "His name is Monte, nicknamed 'Gecko', and he is the best mountaineer in the Union Army. Lawrence muttered as he looked up at the cliff blocking his way.

Sonny looked at the man his uncle was talking about. He was a short, thin man with arms as thick as a bull's neck, with a bearskin felt hat and a gray beard, but his body was much stronger than it looked, and when he came he came with a bag around his neck that seemed to contain iron nails. "Don't worry, adults, climbing a mountain is a very simple thing, just like absorbing your mother's **, you just need to get close to it, hug it, kiss it, hold it, climb step by step, there is no danger of falling. He smiled and looked at the crowd and said.

"What if it falls?" asked Steven, tremblingly, "Are you responsible?"

"Of course, Master Lawrence said that if any of you fall, I'll be responsible for getting the body up. Still smiling, the gecko replied, "However, you'd better not fall, because if you fall halfway up the mountain, there will be no corpse at all, so I refused the mission, ha!"

"How tall is it?" asked Sonny, looking up at the cliff deep into the sea of clouds.

"One thousand, two thousand, three thousand?" the gecko glanced up, "who knows." Don't worry, my lord, remember what I said, it's not much harder than drinking milk. ”

"Alright, guys, let's get started. Lawrence announced.

As soon as the words fell, the gecko took the lead. He was indeed a master mountaineer, and seemed to instinctively know how to get his feet down, and before Sonny knew how to start the first step, the gecko had already scurried into the clouds. "Remember what I said, adults, just like Mother Sue's **!" he exclaimed in that hoarse and bouncy voice, and then began to climb again.

The first step is always tough. Sonny followed the curvy path left by the gecko and landed with difficulty, and after a few steps up, he found that it was much more difficult than drinking milk. Although this cliff has a certain slope, most of the places are nearly vertical, and some of the raised positions do not even have a place to put their feet, plus the cold wind whistling behind them, the reflection of the snow in front of them, and the frozen arms, almost every step is at the risk of breaking the knee and even losing a small life.

After entering the clouds, Sonny found that the cliff in front of him was more like a long series of canyons, long and winding. High overhead, sometimes surrounded by rolling snow-swept mountains, sometimes a hidden gorge that never sees the light of day, it seems to be the most cruel and unforgiving place created by the god Namu, and is hostile to humans. The wind here is like a razor, screaming through countless crevices, as if a mother is mourning her child. There are few trees here, and they are short and obscene, huddled in rock crevices and crevasses.

Even so, Sonny still doesn't regret climbing this dangerous peak, because it seems to be a place of miracles. They climbed up the edge of the steep stone wall and saw the beauty of the sun-covered waterfall of thin ice; when they climbed to a narrow and winding resting point, they saw blue ice flowers, scarlet and bright cold night fires, and people standing up, covered in golden luthier grass; deep and pitch-black caves, he almost thought it was leading to the abyss; looking up, except for the endless sky on both sides, only eagles nested on the cliffs, and hunted under the abyss, tirelessly spreading their strong black and gray wings, circling and flying, almost merging with the sky.

After climbing a section of the cliff, they walked along the trail for a long time, serpenting, turning, winding, and going up, up, and up again on the side of the cliff. Sometimes, the mountains cover each other, and there is no glimpse of the road ahead, but as long as you go on, it will repeat itself ahead. Lawrence's decision was indeed right, not to mention this cliff, even these winding paths could not accommodate horses, and in some places even Sonny had to stick his back to the cold stones, dragging his feet like a crab, inch by inch. Widening the path is often not a good thing: it will be craters large enough to swallow people's feet, countless tripping rubble, and puddles of water that flow during the day and freeze at night. One step at a time, Sonny kept telling himself. One step at a time, like the gecko said, I won't fall.

He hadn't trimmed his face since he left Tail Finger Peak, and now the beard around his lips had been frozen into a piece by frost and snow. After two hours of climbing, the cold wind became so fierce that it seemed to get worse and worse as he went up, and he could only use all his strength to move desperately, clinging to the cliff, and silently praying in his heart not to be blown down. Step by step, when the wind stopped howling for a while, he stressed to himself again. One step at a time, just like absorbing my mother's ***, I will never fall.

It didn't take long for the height they had reached to not allow them to look down. Beneath him was endless clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth, but Sonny knew that the destination there was a real abyss. "Now the mountain is our mother!" the gecko shouted again, "Hold tight, guys, put your face close to her *** and she has no reason to abandon you!"

The narrow road came to an abrupt end in front of a protruding piece of heavy granite. In the dazzling sunlight, the shadows cast by the rocks are as black as a cave. "I really can't walk anymore! I can't walk anymore!" Steven's voice trembled, "Brother in the back, walk past me to the right and let me stay here! stay here forever!"

"Damn, you're in my way!" Selsi yelled.

"Great! the rope is just not enough!" the gecko's laughing voice came again, "Red-haired wizard, take out your rope and give everyone a point, so we can climb straight up!"

"There are no doors!" said Steven, taking another step forward, albeit a small one.

"My lord, I'm afraid this is going to be a bit difficult. The gecko suddenly put away his smile and turned to Sonny as he took off his gloves. He pulled the rope out of the bag, tied one end around his waist, and threw the other end to Sonny. "Tie up, we have to be grasshoppers on a rope on this road. Being able to tie it to a rope with you is enough for me to blow for a lifetime!"

Without waiting for Sonny to answer, the gecko immediately set off, using both hands and feet, moving faster than expected. The long rope was slowly released, and Sonny looked up, carefully remembering the position of the other man's movement, noting down where each foot was supported. When the last roll of hemp rope slowly loosened and gradually tightened, he quickly took off his gloves to follow, but the speed was much slower. One step at a time, he told himself, just like Suck Yun's mother's **, I won't fall.