The situation in Beijing is chaotic and unclear, and Chunfeng and the others are working hard to get out of the bottom.
At noon on the second day after the bamboo frame was finished, Chunfeng made all the preparations. Only then did Xuan Yi understand what Chunfeng was going to do.
It turns out that the big jar brought by the spring breeze is filled with kerosene. If you put a few thick logs in it, it will light up instantly and the burning time can last for a long time.
That's right, Chunfeng made a hot air balloon. Chunfeng had already thought about it. Since he couldn't walk up or down, he might as well just fly.
I used a hang glider when I came down and a hot air balloon when I went up, but I don’t know if it will be successful.
But when there is no way out, they can only give it a try, otherwise they will really be trapped and die below.
After preparing everything, the three of them stood along the knitted baskets, and the spring breeze dropped the huozhezi in their hands into the kerosene.
With a "boom", the flames rushed upward, instantly rounding the top of the cloth. The spring breeze kept staring at the top of the cloth, worrying whether there would be air leakage or whether the flame was too high. Burned out.
In order to increase the success rate, Chunfeng soaked the cloth in a special liquid before it came, which could make the cloth airtight, as if it were covered with a layer of glue.
The kerosene mixed with the firewood burned more and more vigorously. Suddenly, there was a slight shaking, and the basket showed signs of rising.
Chunfeng clutched the edge of the frame tightly, feeling slightly excited. He glanced at Baili Mochen and Xuan Yi, both of whom had expressions of excitement and admiration on their faces.
Chunfeng kept all the unused things below, trying to reduce the weight as much as possible, because she could not accurately predict how high this could fly or how long it would take to make it.
So they must try their best to let it fly higher and gain more favorable opportunities for themselves.
The burning power of kerosene is very strong, and the "hot air balloon" rises faster than Chunfeng expected, and it will break through the air barrier soon. Chunfeng quickly takes out the cotton mask he used before, and after moistening it with water, Pass it to the two of them.
Xuan Yi took it and put it on without hesitation, while Baili Mochen held it in his hand and looked at it several times before slowly putting it on.
In fact, it didn't matter that he didn't need this thing, because he had taken the holy detoxification product, Ice and Fire Purple Lotus, when he was detoxifying before. This little bit of obstruction was nothing to him.
You must know that he also passed through this barrier when he fell, but he was still unscathed.
That day, he happened to be chasing an elk on horseback, but the horse underneath him suddenly went crazy for some reason and rushed down Wuwang Cliff.
He originally wanted to use the horse's body to rise up with lightness skills when he was falling, but he forgot that he was still fixed on the horse's body.
By the time he cut off the noose with a knife, it was too late to rise again, so he had to fall with gravity. When he was about to reach the ground, he turned around and narrowly landed.
The scene that day was truly thrilling, so in the darkness where the spring breeze could not see, Baili Mochen was always prepared to deal with emergencies.
Chunfeng looked at Baili Mochen who was wearing a mask and felt that his appearance was no worse than those movie stars of the 21st century.
He is even more handsome and charming. His concentration, depth, and domineering style of a man in a position of authority cannot be imitated by anyone.
Perhaps feeling Chunfeng's fiery gaze, Baili Mochen turned his head to look at Chunfeng, with a slight smile at the corner of his eyes.
A simple smile made Chunfeng blush. Fortunately, Chunfeng was wearing a mask, so even the blush was difficult to detect.
But Baili Mochen's eyes kept staring at her, as if he had seen through her shyness. The thin lips under the mask were slightly raised, and a radiant warmth seemed to pass through his heart.
Soon, Chunfeng and the others reached a position that was about half of the entire cliff. Victory was in sight, and Chunfeng's heart couldn't help but feel a little soaring.
After looking at the remaining kerosene, it should be able to support them in flying to the top of the cliff. After being trapped for seven or eight days, they finally returned.
There was no need to worry about Xuan Yi's injury. Chunfeng felt as if a big stone had been lifted and he breathed a sigh of relief.
I just don’t know what the situation in Beijing is like now, and my mother and the others must be worried about me. She didn’t leave a word, and she stayed away for so long. Will my mother blame me
Originally, there was no accident. Chunfeng thought that he could go back in two or three days at most, but who knew that such an accident would happen.
As soon as Chunfeng put down this stone in his heart, he picked up another one.
Feeling that Chunfeng was feeling a little depressed, Baili Mochen couldn't help but turn his head and glance at her a few more times.
Guessing that Chunfeng might be missing his family, Baili Mochen stretched out his hand and patted Chunfeng's back, silently comforting him.
Chunfeng raised his head, glanced at him with a smile, and said that he was fine and that everything was worth it to save him. All she had to do was explain it to her mother.
There were only ten meters away from the top of the cliff. Chunfeng became more and more excited and could go up immediately.
But he didn't notice at all that there was a crack under the jar containing kerosene, and the kerosene slowly dripped out.
In less than a few dozen seconds, the fire suddenly spread to the bamboo frame they were riding in. The fierce fire made Chunfeng retreat violently and almost fall.
Fortunately, Baili Mochen caught her quickly, but the next situation became complicated.
The fire was so big and the power of the burning oil could not be ignored. They were about to succeed. Are they going to give up like this
Chunfeng was anxious, and Baili Mochen had already reacted first. He took out the dagger on his body, tied it with a rope, and quickly shot it into the rock crevice on one side.
After fixing the rope, they flew to the cliff with Chunfeng and Xuanyi. As soon as the three of them settled on the cliff, the kerosene in the bamboo basket burned the bamboo basket, and the kerosene jar burst out of the burned hole. fall.
Losing power, the cloth top only paused for a moment before falling down.
Chunfeng took a deep breath and said in shock: "Just now, it was so dangerous. You forgot to estimate the fire resistance of the clay pot, and it almost killed you!"
Chunfeng couldn't help but blame himself a little, and his voice became smaller and smaller.
"If it weren't for you, we would still be waiting to die without food or water at the bottom of the valley! Don't think so much, we can go up right away!" Baili Mochen's hands hugged Chunfeng's waist tightly.
Xuan Yi had already grabbed the rope by himself and climbed on the cliff. Looking at the falling sparks, he was also covered in cold sweat.
Having just escaped a disaster, I encountered a new threat!
A small stone rolled down and hit Chunfeng's shoulder. Chunfeng and Baili Mochen looked up at the same time.
I saw that the crack in the rock where the dagger was inserted seemed to be loosening, and more and more small stones rolled down with dust...