Volume 1 Chapter 66: The Drawing of Lots
In fact, I didn't help much in this process, and at this moment I realized that I had been playing a dispensable role in the team last time and this time in the mountain. There are even many cases where it is a drag on the existence.
My skills are not as good as Dawu, my brain is not as good as my second brother, and Baisha is an existence of both civil and military.
In the end, I am a layman, if Wang Degui hadn't forced me to tie me up to Xiangxi this time, I wouldn't have dragged my feet again.
"Okay, that's almost it, cover the tarp and get ready to go...."The second brother said, and then tied the last rope tightly.
After fixing the tarp to the bamboo raft, this simple bamboo raft can be regarded as really good, but this bamboo raft is unreliable no matter how you look at it, and I seriously doubt that it can really carry the weight of the five of us?
The thunder that did not listen to the sky gradually moved away from us, and the rain became much lighter, and it seemed that these visions were running after the dragon.
Doing a good job of the bamboo raft, we are facing a new problem; The cliff we are on is more than 20 meters above the water, how can this bamboo raft get into the water?
"Second master, although this bamboo raft will not fall apart directly, it is not tied to a rope, and it has been washed away by the water before we can go down....."
The second brother was stunned, slapped his head suddenly, and his face was full of remorse: "Damn, I forgot to leave a little rope, it's broken..... The bamboo raft can't be thrown down, not to mention, we can't go down without a rope. ”
Obviously, this is a serious problem that several of us have overlooked.
For a while, the scene was instantly deadlocked, and the five of us looked at the bamboo raft a little overwhelmed, and even Baisha was a little dazed.
After a long time, Bai Sha spoke first: "There is a way, but the success rate is not large, and it is very dangerous.....
"Don't talk nonsense, staying here now is also waiting for death, what's the way not to hold back, let go of the fart!" Dawu said impatiently.
Bai Sha pointed to the water flow under our feet, and he said: "The problem we are facing now is nothing more than the fear that after putting the bamboo raft down first, there will be nothing to tie it, and it will be washed away by the water..... So as long as there are five of us, four people jump down first, and then the last person stays on it and pushes the raft down, and these four people get on the raft first, drag it for a while, and wait for the last person to jump down. ”
I stared at Baisha seriously and asked, "Are you sure this is a way to escape, not a way to send you to death?" ”
Who knew that Bai Sha shrugged, shook his long rain-stained hair and replied: "I said that this method has little success rate, but there is only such a way at the moment." ”
In my opinion, the method that Bai Sha said is completely nonsense, throw us directly into the water, will we be directly washed away by this rapids, who wants to be the one pushing the bamboo raft on the shore?
Once the raft is pushed down, after the four people get on the raft, if they fail to delay the time and wait for the last person to jump down, it is equivalent to leaving him here alone and waiting for death.
At this time, Dawu stood up and proposed: "This method is indeed feasible, the danger is that you jump directly into the water from this height, and it is easy to be swept away by the turbulent water below before you can catch something." So as long as this problem is solved, there is actually no great difficulty. ”
I smiled wryly: "The key is how to solve this problem?" ”
Dawu smiled and patted his chest, and said to us: "It's easy, the place where we are was originally knocked open by that dragon, and the mountain wall is not a stone at all, it is hard soil.... This rain has been raining for many days, and the hard soil has softened, and I can take a dagger and dig a few small holes in the mountain wall, and you can slowly step on these holes and come down. ”
The second brother stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down, leaned over and stabbed the mountain wall with a dagger, and found that it was indeed easy to insert the knife into it, and immediately said: "That's it!" ”
I subconsciously said, "Then who stayed on it to push the bamboo raft?" ”
As soon as this question came out, several of us instantly fell silent again, after all, the person who pushed the bamboo raft down was the most dangerous, and once something happened, one person would have to be left behind and wait for death.
And Dawu wants to use a dagger to open the way for us first, and it is impossible to be this person who pushes the bamboo raft. Then the only ones left are me, the second brother, Bai Sha and Yu Yang, but the second brother can be directly excluded.
As the boss of Yu Yang and Baisha, he can't let the boss be the queen of the palace, right?
"Let's decide by lot...."After the second brother finished speaking, he picked up a piece of wood from the ground that we used just now, and he cut it into four pieces with a dagger and held it in his hand: "Whoever draws the longest will stay on it." ”
This is indeed the fairest approach.
But I'm a little puzzled, according to normal people's habits, shouldn't the person who draws the shortest be punished, why does the second brother just say that he draws the longest?
Before I could figure it out, the second brother let Baisha smoke first. Bai Sha looked very relaxed, and took a step back after smoking a random one, but he seemed to deliberately not want us to see the length of the stick, and then gave up his place to me.
It was precisely during this process that I saw the wooden strip in his hand, fleeting.
I took a deep breath, stepped forward and pulled out one of them, and when I took it out, I found that this one was much longer than the one in the white sand, and I began to have a sense of foreboding, could it be that this one in my hand is the longest?
But then I began to comfort myself again that there were two left, and maybe the longest one was not in my hand.
But at the same time, he began to worry again, for fear that the second brother would draw the longest. If the second brother stays, I can't accept this result either, so letting Yu Yang stay seems to be the most acceptable result for me.
Although he respects me very much, and screams at the third master of Qiu, compared to the second brother whose blood is thicker than water with me, he is just a guy after all.
It was Yu Yang's turn to smoke, he pulled out one of the last two, my heart tightened, and I immediately found that although the one in his hand was longer than Baisha's, it was shorter than mine!
I immediately looked at the only wooden strip in my second brother's hand, and the one in his hand was actually the shortest!
Suddenly, I was in a cold sweat behind my back, thinking that this time was over.
The second brother looked down at the wooden strip in his hand and smiled faintly: "Then show the wooden strip in your hand, whoever has the longest will stay." ”
Before I could take the wooden strip out of my back, a strong wind suddenly flew through my hand, and I felt a stinging pain in my hand, and then the wooden strip on the ground in my hand broke in half.
I reacted almost instantaneously, quietly dropping one of them out of sight of the three of them, and then placed it in front of everyone.
Then there was a dramatic scene, the longest wooden stick was supposed to be me, but the strong wind from nowhere broke the wooden stick in my hand, and after I quietly threw it in half, the wooden stick in my hand became shorter than the white sand.
And the wooden strip in Yu Yang's hand became the longest, and his face instantly turned pale.
The cold sweat on my back hadn't dissipated yet, and I saw the white sand on the side take a deep look at me.....