Chapter 3 Encountering an old alcoholic on the road
Not to mention that those people were walking forward all the way, but said that on the towering mountain, one person was busy happily.
The men's outfit was not dragged, and the sleeves were rolled to the elbow, revealing a white arm. He quickly blocked the hemp rope as thick as his arm on a huge rock on the edge of the cliff, and used all his strength to pull it, not moving at all, perfect! Xiao Er laughed and patted the small bag on his waist. The old man was too generous. Not only did he give her all the remaining wine, but he also gave Wenyin Qianliang plus a mustard bag that could hold a lot of things. It was small in size and light in weight, and it included daily necessities, which was so considerate that it was home. Then he tied the hemp rope to his body, twisted his hands, twisted his feet, twisted his waist, glanced at the edge of the mountain, and quietly came back.
For some reason, there was always such a picture in her mind. On a cliff, people had a rope tied to their waists. The expression on their faces was extremely complicated, they were afraid and excited. Then they jumped down with many screams like pig-killing. Because there was a rope, they couldn't fall down, but instead bounced upwards. To be fair, she felt that this group of people were sick and she was even more sick - otherwise why would she have to try it?
The last time I confirmed that the mustard bag was tied, Duer made a fuss and jumped down.
“Ah——————————————————”
"Ah--Ahhh, I, I, who are you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you have such a bad voice, want to play with me? Do you want to turn a handkerchief and sing the biography of the two?" Duer fought third, escaped first, with a light skill, and was not too scared of the heights. After the first few seconds, he stopped shouting, and planned to enjoy the rare scenery. He didn't expect that there was still a voice shouting in his ear.
Duer covered his mouth, but the sound became louder and louder. Why did there be sounds around him in this situation? Duer swallowed and slowly turned his head. He saw a twisted old face glaring at him, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Duer was shocked and slapped him in a slap.
"Oh hey!" With a louder scream, Duer finally breathed a sigh of relief - it was so good, the scream stopped. Then he looked at the old face seriously. He was wearing a white robe, neatly tidy, and two cranes were standing under his feet. He ignored the slap marks on his face and the cranes that were pressed hard by the weight. He had a beast in clothes and a hypocritical way, and the smell of a fairy-like and swaying bone.
"Little girl, aren't you here alone?" The old man's expression was extremely strange, almost putting the old face on Duer's face.
Duer hated that others were too close to him, and he got goose bumps. He immediately raised his eyebrows and slapped him again.
"Hey, you little girl--" Duer didn't have the time to hear the old man's shouting. It turned out that the rope on his body had been used up and straightened. Duer's body was like a pendulum, and was about to hit the mountain. In an instant, sweat faintly appeared on his forehead. He looked at the cliff that was still invisible, and his fingers were clenched. No, he could not use it. He could only adjust his posture and let himself hit him lighter.
But my body suddenly stopped, as if I was pulled by an invisible hand, and slowly leaned against the edge of the cliff. It was the old man!
Duer had a moment of surprise, but followed by layers of alert. The cliff was so high that the old man flew up directly on two birds, and could help her stand firm without any effort. His strength was far beyond her.
"Little girl, do you know that this mountain has not been led by us for hundreds of years, and the younger generations cannot go down the mountain by themselves. Although you are not prepared enough, it is a precedent. It is better for the old man to send you down. Of course, in return, you only need to drink the wine on your body..." The old man stared at Duer and swallowed his saliva, which was very obvious.
Chapter completed!