Yan Ci pinched the leaves in the palm of his hand and rubbed them vigorously to clean up the blood stains on his hands.

These are not her own, but when she saved people.

Fortunately, Mengding Mountain is not a 5A-level tourist attraction, including the injured, a total of more than a dozen people were trapped on the top of the mountain, including the owner and wife of the scenic commissary.

The warm-hearted hostess handed over a bottle of water.

"Girl, wash your hands."

Yan Ci pulled two more leaves and rubbed the palms of his hands into a green one.

"Save a little, now the communication signal, water, and electricity are all cut off, the road up the mountain is blocked by gravel, and the rescue is afraid that it will not be able to arrive in time, and for a long time in the future, more than a dozen of us will have to rely on your materials to survive."

The proprietress kept the water next to her, whatever she wanted to drink or wash her hands.

"Shake ...... Ah, shake ......, shake...... Shake ......"

The crying mother on the side, holding her child who had fallen into a coma, hummed folk songs intermittently, and did not let go of anyone who persuaded her.

Yan Ci still couldn't help but remind.

"Trust me, you can't hold her like that, if there are underlying fractures and contusions, it will aggravate the injury."

The mother turned a deaf ear, obsessed with the pain.

Yan Ci gave everyone a preliminary examination before and after, and used the medical supplies she carried with her to simply deal with some minor injuries.

Someone called her again, "Doctor, come and see!" ”

Yan Ci wanted to argue incompetently, and as he walked over, he corrected his wording.

"I'm not a doctor, I'm just familiar with some basic self-help skills, don't treat me as a Da Luo Immortal."

At five o'clock in the evening, three hours had passed since the sudden earthquake, and the red glow on the horizon was like blood stretching to the horizon, and the haze that was about to be shrouded in cold and night was in everyone's heart.

All the trapped people gathered together, still frightened, and as soon as they calmed down, their eyes were slightly stunned.

It's going to be the first hard night.

"There will not be only one earthquake, there are aftershocks waiting for us, this mountain is already safe, if you don't want to be killed by rubble, or stuck in the crack in the ground and can't get out, it's better to stay here and wait for rescue."

As soon as the words fell, there was another wave of shaking.

Aftershocks came.

Yan Ci tossed for so long, not to mention the disgraced face, and even more hungry, she couldn't tell whether this shaky feeling was an objective reason or her head was dizzy.

"Boss, do you have anything to eat?"

"Instant noodles, but no hot water."

Yan Ci clapped his hands and stood up, "I'll solve the hot water, you find a pot." ”

The proprietress of the commissary took out all the belongings and stocks, food, water, quilts, and warm clothes.

On the other end, Yan Ci picked up branches everywhere to make firewood, and found an iron frame to build a simple stove.

Someone next to him questioned.

"Isn't that right?"

The green branches are damp, and they are not as good as the dead branches to make a fire, but when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, no matter how difficult it is, you have to try.

"Are there any candles? Wine or oil will also do. ”

The hostess was responsive.

"Yes, I'll get it."

Yan Ci borrowed a lighter from his uncle, dripped candle oil on these firewoods, and successfully lit the fire with some tinkering.

"Yes, girl, what do you do? How can anything? ”

Yan Ci clapped his hands, sat back, and looked at the photos in his camera one by one, and then raised the lens with both hands, the shutter clicked, and took a rare spectacle.

The thick black ash spreads on the bottom floor, and the bright red glow is deposited in the crevices, and the clouds above it are like layers of fish scales, covering the sky, and the heavy sense of oppression is almost forced to the top of the head.

She glanced at the photograph and turned it upside down, and the clouds seemed to be cracked under her feet, and the sky was overcast and gloomy, and people were struggling to survive in the orange-red.

She was happy with the photo.

"Me, vagabond."

Her mobile phone screensaver is her work that has won the International IPA Photography Award, called "Gully".

If someone on the scene is an expert, they will definitely know the name Yan Ci.

This name ranks first among the special photographers of National Geographic magazine, and the travelogues and photographic works of the business journal are everywhere, and the value is immeasurable.

Yan Ci is very satisfied with this work, and has already given it a good name in his heart.

Just call it, black.

Everyone ate a hot meal, and Yan Ci finally saw the true face of the thousand-year-old red bean tree, and a drop of rain hit the tip of her nose.

Soon, the rain poured down from the sky like countless tears, extinguishing the sparks.

They huddled under the tree, silently praying in their hearts that they and their loved ones would survive this disaster safely.

Raindrops fell at her feet, splashing mud.

The leaves shook its body as if listening.

Yan Ci raised her head slightly, followed the example of their prayers, and silently made her wish in her heart.

After a night, the white mist spread around the corners of the mountain stream.

Yan Ci was woken up by the whispers of the people next to him.

"Can we just stay on this hill and die?"

"When the fog clears a little, I'll go down the mountain to explore the way, I can't spend it here all the time."

Yan Cidang didn't hear it, she didn't need everyone to listen to her, those who were a little older and thought they had more social experience would certainly not listen to her.

More than a dozen people, it is normal to have different opinions.

When the fog cleared, the man, who looked to be in his thirties, took action, settled his wife and children, and went down the mountain alone to explore the way.

Yan Ci didn't say anything from beginning to end, just picked up branches that could be used to make firewood everywhere, wanting to regenerate a fire.

"The sun makes my eyes hurt, why do you want to make a fire?"

Yan Ci is not unkind, and those who are willing to listen to her, she is also willing to explain a few more sentences.

"Ever heard of the Beacon? Ignition at night and smoke during the day is the most primitive and effective way to transmit information when communication and high technology have failed. ”

She made the fire very large, and lit it in the same way, and slowly, the water vapor in the soil of the branches was steamed, and the white smoke drifted farther and farther away like a long dragon.

Yan Ci looked at the small hole that was scraped out of his hand, gentle and patient.

"Wait, when the rescue team sees it, we will be saved."

——

The epicenter was not yet near Mengding Mountain.

Shen Pingxiao joined a spontaneous rescue team and drove to the earthquake-stricken area.

But as soon as I arrived in Ya'an City, I had to stop.

There is a landslide on the road, and cars can't get through.

Shen Pingxiao got out of the car, looked up and saw the curling white smoke on a mountain, sparing no effort to drift with the wind.

"If you can't pass by, let's hike over the mountain."

The brother who was traveling with him nodded and chuckled, and threw a heavy bundle of ropes.

——

The aftershocks did not unexpectedly strike again, and Yan Ci was almost accustomed to the feeling of the wind crumbling under his feet, but the man who had just gone down the mountain to explore the way did not come back.

His wife was emotionally broken down and wanted to entrust their young child to Yan Ci.

"Can you please take care of the baby for me?"

Yan Ci was a little unhappy, and slightly twisted his eyebrows.

"Aftershocks can come at any time."

The woman suddenly lost her temper with her.

"Then when my husband went down the mountain alone, why didn't you persuade him! You know why you just didn't say it, and watched him die! ”

Yan Ci did not argue, some people comforted softly, and some people's eyes changed slightly.

On the one end is the woman's chattering and crying, and on the other end is the indifferent and ruthless An Ran, and the child is in a daze in the middle.

Yan Ci looked at the child, was silent for a moment, and took off his camera.

"Please take care of my stuff."

She went into the commissary, and among the dwarfs she plucked the general, she had to choose a sharp-beaked hammer, and picked a bundle of rope and threw it over her shoulder.

Before leaving, she still told her again and again.

"The fire can't be extinguished, and if I don't come back, don't let anyone go down the mountain to find someone."

She looked into everyone's eyes, and Ling Rui was calm.

"None of you have more experience in the outdoors than me, right?"

No one contradicted her, and no one answered her.

Yan Ci stepped on a steady pace and left their sight.

The situation was even worse than she imagined, the rubble and broken wood were the way she could walk, Yan Ci could only use her eyes to find people along the way in order to conserve her strength, and then knock on the stones from time to time to make a sound, trying to attract the attention of the other party.

Halfway up the mountain, her approach worked, and someone heard a voice crying for help.

Yan Ci followed the voice to find it, but unexpectedly, his feet slipped and rolled straight down.

The rope tied around her waist saved her life, and the other end was tied to a thick pole that stopped her from falling.

She hung over the steep hillside and saw that the trapped man was the man who insisted on going down the mountain to find another way out without being persuaded to do so.

At the moment, he was clutching the stump, and there was blood on his ankle.

There was a slippery piece of soil between them, and even if Yan Ci had rope help, there was no way to get through.

She surveyed the terrain and judged that the man must have fallen from above during the aftershock, and comforted him as she dragged herself up.

"Don't move, I'll come here!"

It was a little difficult for her to pull up an adult man alone, so Yan Ci found a fixed point in a suitable place above, tied a rope, slowly lowered his body, and reached the place where the man was trapped, and looked at his bleeding ankle.

"Can you make it stronger?"

"Give it a try."

Yan Ci leaned against the roots of the tree, untied the rope on his body, and tied it to his body.

"A rope pulls the two of us heavy enough, you go up first, then throw the rope down, and I'll climb up myself."

The man didn't ink, he endured the pain and climbed up, and the blood flowing from his ankle dripped vertically on Yan Ci's face, and when he climbed up, he threw the rope to Yan Ci as soon as possible.

Yan Ci tied herself up, and the man wanted to help her, so he reached out and pulled it, but he didn't expect that it was not the place where she was pulling, but the end she fixed on the stump.

The panicked man was not an outdoor survival expert, so he only subconsciously grabbed the rope so as not to fall down, and this time, he almost dragged himself down!

Yan Ci immediately reminded.

"Let go!"

The man really let go and threw the rope away.

Yan Ci used all his strength to nail the sharp-beaked hammer into the crevice of the rocks in the mountains, so that he didn't fall directly.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't tie a professional knot, you can still use a dead knot, Yan Ci was afraid that he would drag himself down, so he was anxious to let him go, but he didn't expect him to let go so completely.

In the face of pig teammates who have no tacit understanding, she can only find a way by herself.

But the kindness was not rewarded, and in a blink of an eye, the person was gone, leaving Yan Ci here alone to fend for himself.

Yan Ci accepted his fate, it was unrealistic to go up, so he simply found a fulcrum and hung the rope down the mountain.

She looked back, and it didn't seem realistic.

She closed her eyes and calmed down, calmed herself, and thought of an achievable way to save herself.

Suddenly, a few shadows shook her eyes.

The rescued man did not leave, he saw that help was coming, and limped to find someone.

A man in a waterproof jacket was standing there, tying his waist in the same way as Yan Ci to save people.

"You don't have to come down, I can climb up on my own, you just put the rope down!"

Shen Ping was stunned for a moment, and still asked uneasily.

"Will it tie the knot?"

Yan Ci nodded heavily.

She used her limbs to pull herself up, and Shen Pingxiao was steady and fast to exert force at the other end, making the whole process as simple as hanging a basket of water.

After some tossing, Yan Ci gasped, looked up and saw the face above the jacket, staring in disbelief.

Shen Pingxiao was stared at furiously, and replied with impolite cold eyes, looking at each other, but the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became.

His eyes were unpredictable, and he had to look at him several times before he could say the guess in his heart.

"Yan Ci?"

"Shen Pingxiao, is it really you?"