The "Kangba man" who grew up at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, such as Dorjee was not completely weakened by the temporary difficulties, he was trying to save himself in this predicament, although the slope under his feet was steep, but it was not a desperate road, as long as the right arm was taken out of the stone crack, he could still walk down the mountain, near the Minjiang River, the probability of a village nearby was not small, if he stayed here, he was likely to die due to blood loss and dehydration, and become a pair of rotting corpses and dry bones on the desolate hillside.

He began to change the position of his feet, and in the continuous attempts, the bone from his right elbow hit the hard stone wall again and again, and his heart ached, and he cried out loudly, but he realized that his throat was sharp, and the voice he made was low and hoarse, like the roar of a trapped beast dying. For example, Dorjee's face was hideous, his face was distorted by severe pain, and he became terrifying, like a demon in the mountains, but he did not give up, he hung on the hillside, his feet successfully stepped on the flatter rock, and with the rock support as a support point, he can now move his left hand at will.

The right hand can barely move, but the new wound is still oozing blood, such as Dorjee holding the knife in his mouth, and his powerful left hand grabs his right arm and pulls it up.

"Uh-uh...... Ahh......h

For example, Dorjee was wheezing violently in his nose, saliva was flowing to his neck at the corner of his mouth, and the sweat on his forehead mixed with dust was dripping continuously, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then found a gap between his arms and put the knife in the crack of the stone, and then kept slashing down in small increments to try to grind off the rock that was stuck in his elbow, he failed again, and his knife inevitably collided with the worst part of the elbow wound, constantly giving him more pain.

For example, Dorjee wanted to rest, after some tossing, the sun had reached noon, fortunately, he had not been exposed to the sun for the time being, he kept panting, this silent Kangba man, in the bottom of his heart kept shouting to the gods, his tired, hungry, cloudy eyes flashed with the light of hope and abandonment, he stroked the *** rock with his rough palm, beware of aftershocks from time to time...... He fell asleep when the noonday sun was at its strongest, he was old, the energy and fiery energy of his youth had been consumed in the exploitation of the years, he heard the sound of the rushing water of the Minjiang River, he knew the indifference and blindness of the gods, he did not complain, but only used faith as a tool to encourage himself, he knew his luck, he knew how bad this place was in the worst disaster of time.

A second before he lost consciousness, his mind flashed a devastated land, and the wails of humanity were erased by the rumbling sound of the earth. Crumbling ground, broken walls, collapsed buildings, and countless people waking up in darkness and extreme pain, only to faint in despair and exhaustion.

In the days before this catastrophe, people were still full of enthusiasm and anticipation for the upcoming Olympic Games, and the toads that appeared on the road were called auspicious signs, but now the situation has been reversed, and in only half a day, enthusiasm has turned to fear, hope has become despair, and the lofty gods have turned a cold eye to all human suffering, as if mocking the impermanence of life and death of all living beings.

As Dorjee shifts between consciousness and coma, he is always awakened by the heart-wrenching shock and intense pain, he tries to save himself again when the sun has not set, he feels that every drop of blood that flows out contains his rebellious and tenacious temperament, he tears off the fabric of his left sleeve, then tears it into a long strip, carefully passes through the stone crack and elbow, and then keeps rubbing it to pad it under the wound, and so on, his right arm is wrapped around four strips of cloth, leaving a strong knot.

Ru Dorjee bit the hilt of the knife in his mouth, and finally made up his mind in the long struggle, he held the knot tied by the cloth in his left hand, his eyes fixed on the thorny road below, a drop of sweat mixed with blood fell, and there was a vibration and roar from the ground...... All this is like a signal of war, such as Dorjee's heart is gradually wrapped in warm emotions, he remembers the experience of climbing a cliff with his father on his back, so dangerous, so tired, he has endured enough hardships in the past forty years, and now finally ushered in the test of life and death...... He remembered the scene of the red mane of the fierce horse flying on the plateau, and the surging vitality was inspiring him, and his left hand struggled to tug it!

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"Ahh

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The hoarse screams resounded through the valley, the skin and muscles were peeled off, the scarred right hand was pulled out of the crack in the stone, and fell irresistibly downward with Ru Dorjee's body, his face buried in the rough and sharp thorn bushes, the hidden stones embedded in his eye sockets, and he rolled down in the hillside, behind him was the flying dust and the stones he had brought down, like the rushing snow waves of climbing the snowy mountains chasing him.

Ru Dorjee threw away the knife and used his left hand to protect the back of his head, the back of his hand was cut, and his face was covered with blood...... He finally stabilized his body, but his already limp legs did not allow him to stay on the hillside for too long, he lay on his back and slid down, ignoring his scarred back, and when he encountered the gravel, he braked his body in advance and swept away with his legs, and finally a tall and staggered figure stood at the bottom of the mountain.

There was another roar from underground, but in the ears of Ru Dorjee, the warning of the catastrophe had changed.

It was a hymn to his courage.

For example, Dorjee checked his injuries, he touched his left eye, the stone embedded in it was gone, he struggled to open his eyes, only saw a faint light, he collapsed to the ground, like a lone wolf silently bearing the pain all over his body, he no longer made any sound, just used his only one eye to enjoy the sunset turned into a crimson line in the sky, symbolizing calamity, and watched it finally disappear into the darkness - those gods are gone, such as Dorjee saved himself, and humans are saving themselves.

In the darkness, as Dorjee dragged his wounded body, he found water, he endured aftershocks again and again, and finally stood still, he carefully treated his wounds, and filled his hunger with the skins of collapsed trees, and as the night passed, the aftershocks gradually subsided, and the aftershocks of the earthquake were very terrible, and it could cause re-injury, so that those trapped under the building never had a chance to survive again. As Dorjee continues to move forward with heavy steps, he is desperate to see a living person, even if the other party has nothing at this moment like him, it is a great joy for himself.