Daomu Biji

Chapter 79: Snow blindness

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The recovery time from snow blindness is one to three days. If I got this from here, not only would I die earlier than the stuffy oil bottle, but also worse than him.

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I closed my eyes, feeling extremely depressed in my heart. When I came last time, there were gloomy snow clouds everywhere. There was no chance of this problem, so I didn't prepare at all this time, but whoever expected to encounter this kind of thing this time. What's still *** this time is that I made myself dead.

Snow blindness is a very strange disease, and most people think it is a symptom of temporary blindness caused by strong light stimulation of the retina.

After a few days of rest, vision will recover on its own. People who have had snow blindness will get snow blindness again if they don't pay attention. Snow blindness symptoms will be more severe again.

Repeated snow blindness will gradually weaken people's eyesight, cause long-term eye diseases, and even permanent blindness in severe cases.

When walking in a snowy field, you usually wear goggles, or ordinary sunglasses can also alleviate and prevent snow blindness.

However, another American study shows that snow blindness is actually caused by eyes that cannot be focused on objects in the snow (most of the time on snowy mountains, only a piece of pure white can be seen) and excessive tension in the eyes.

Snow blindness rarely causes sudden blindness, but once symptoms appear, you must not use your eyes anymore and you must give your eyes time to rest.

In other words, according to my current situation, it is estimated that after twelve hours I can continue to use my eyes with confidence. During this period, I must be very careful when using my eyes intermittently.

This means that I must be stuck here for a long time.

Thinking about it, I felt very, very depressed. I asked why I came here smoothly, but now it has become such a virtue. If something happened to me when I came, the stuffy oil bottle might have to send me back.

I knew that a few days ago I should find a reason to knock myself lame.

I was thinking about sulking, suddenly I felt loose under my buttocks, and the whole snow slope I was sitting on slipped down.

It's impossible to stop sliding down on the snow slope. I didn't react at all. I just felt that I was spinning and sliding all the way, and my hands could only scratch around aimlessly.

At this time, it was impossible to close my eyes. I rubbed my hands deeply into the snow several times, trying to stop myself by resistance, but every time I inserted it, it only caused a bigger snow block to slide.

I screamed and rolled all the way down the hillside. Below, I knew it was a very steep cliff, with a drop of at least 30 meters. Even if there is snow below, I will definitely not be safe.

In the past, I thought I would die if I wanted to die, but now I don’t think I can accept it. I scratched everywhere in horror, but in an instant, I slid off the cliff and fell into the air.

When I rolled and slid out of the cliff and fell down six or seven meters, I found that everything around me had turned into slow motion, and I could see all the snow flying out following me. All kinds of strange trajectories.

Then I fell on my back into the snow.

Falling into a piece of cotton-like snow from a height of thirty meters is a particularly enjoyable thing to think about. I don't know how deep I fell into the snow, but I know that what I saw on the snow must be a pit in the shape of a human body, and the posture must be very strange.

The snow here is very soft. After falling, countless pieces of snow rolled down from the edge and hit my face. Fortunately, I didn’t feel that I hit when I fell. What a hard thing. Whenever there are a stone or two in the snow, I definitely won't feel the way I am now.

I lifted the snow off my face, climbed up hard, and stuck my head out of the pit. When I was about to swear swearing, I suddenly felt that there seemed to be a shadow on my head. I looked up and saw that the snow slope that I had driven on the cliff just now all slid down from the cliff.

The shadow is the snow slope. Looking at the battle, I guess a ton of snow would be slapped directly on my face, directly re-shooting me back into the pit.

The broken snow was like sand, blocking all the places around me in an instant, including my nose and mouth.

I worked hard and found that the snow covered me was very thick, burying me like a seal. No matter how I pull, I can't find a place to go out.

I couldn't hold my breath anymore, I started to breathe, but every breath I took was the icy scum from my nose.

There are two big differences between snow and water. Snow is not solid, and there will be countless small spaces in the middle, all with air inside.

I twisted my head to compress a small space, and immediately took a few breaths. Although I was not so panicked, I still felt extremely stuffy in my chest and dizzy.

Just when I was almost desperate, I suddenly heard movement outside, and then my hand was grabbed, and then I was pulled out of the snow pit.

I gasped and saw the stuffy oil bottle grabbed my back collar and pulled me out of the snow.

What I see in my eyes is still pink, rather blurry. Looking at him, I stopped getting angry and asked him: "Why are you back again?"

He looked at me, then at the cliff above his head, and said to me: "I heard your cry for help."

The snow transmission is very good, plus I am on the upper wind, it is not surprising that he can hear my voice. My heart said, "Oh, I was greeting your ancestors at the time."

I got up, squinted to look around, and immediately realized that he must have jumped from a height of thirty meters, and I couldn't help but feel a little moved.

He came back anyway. Suddenly I felt that he was getting rid of it, was this a chance God gave me to persuade him? His return shows that he still has attachment to the world.

But before I could speak, he spoke first.

"You come with me." Booyou Bottle said, "This is a death valley, and there will be more snow collapsing down. Go to the center of the valley first." He pointed around.

Then I found out that this place was surrounded by cliffs over 30 meters high, and I could not help but curse inwardly.

I looked around and found that there was no way to go out, and then I saw the stuffy oil bottle pinching his own hand.

He was expressionless, but his hand seemed to pinch his wrist tightly. I hurriedly asked him: "What's wrong? Are you injured?" He said indifferently: "It's okay, I got hurt before I came here, it's not good."

I was relieved and wanted to help him with the backpack. He blocked it with his hand. I saw that his hand was bent at a very strange angle, and I knew that his hand was broken. .

He couldn't help frowning: "Your hand—what? It seems to be broken?"

Stuffed Oil Bottle said: "I broke before I saw you, and recovered a little bit. When I jumped down just now, I shook it too hard."

I stayed for a while, and couldn't help laughing.

The sudden development of things to this point is really beyond my expectation.

We are trapped now, I have the early symptoms of snow blindness, the weather is getting worse and worse, the stuffy oil bottle broke my wrist bone in order to save me, and I now have few options.

If I can't accompany him out, then I can only accompany him down, keep the aisle until he knocks me out. Otherwise, this fact cannot be justified.

The fracture of the wrist bone is very painful. I looked at my equipment and wanted to find something useful to give the stuffy oil bottle first aid.

Fortunately, nothing was broken, and the backpack and food were intact. Some of them were thrown out while I was rolling. It is impossible to find them buried in the snow, but the most important compressed food is still there.

I found a snow slope and broke off two ice stalks as a fixator to fix the wrist of the stuffy oil bottle. The wind is not particularly strong here, but snowballs are blown down from time to time and hit us on our heads. It hurts very much. If there is a snowball that is slightly larger or contains ice cubes, it is likely to hurt us.

After I helped him get it done, I said to him: "No matter what you are going to do, you must first get to a place, but in your current situation, you may die halfway. I think you'd better first Go back to recuperate. We might as well go back."

He shook his head and said silently: "This is a small matter, you can go."

I said: "You broke your hand to save me. If your final plan fails because of this, I can't bear it, so I must follow you."

He said: "Then I will still use the method I said last night."

"It's okay, whatever you like. If you really knock me out, I have nothing to say, but I hope you know that if you need someone to accompany you to the end, I won't refuse. "

I said, "I want to accompany you. This is my own decision, so you don't have to worry about it."

Without saying anything, the stuffy oil bottle said so much to me, I think he really has no choice. We were silent for a moment and moved on.

As he walked to the center of this valley, Muyou Ping said, “The first snowstorm will come in three days. If we can’t reach the hot springs before, we will all die here. If you go back from here, you will soon Go back to your world."

The stuffy oil bottle wanted to tell me that even if I had to accompany him on his journey, things were not as easy as I thought. But I have made up my mind, I no longer pay attention to it, and even no longer think about the rationality of his words. I said, "Then I will go too. This is my own idea." I put all the equipment on one shoulder instead of disassembling me. He doesn't have much equipment, but it is quite heavy, and it is extremely heavy when pressed on his body.