"Shut up! Don't keep talking, I'll throw you into the river!" Disturbed by Dong Ting's wolf-like singing, Liang Jiarong said viciously, and after he finished speaking, he made a cross himself. Near Zhu Zhechi, following this group of people and being crazy in Shangri-La for a few days, those noble etiquettes that took ten years to cultivate were thrown away like this. He really didn't expect that he would actually say Lao Tzu...
But besides, he really wanted to think Dong Ting went into the river.
Sum's singing is inspiring and motivating, and it is the most harmonious sound of nature in this beautiful scenery. Your Dong Ting's ghostly crying and howling are purely destroying the environment!
"Cut, just appreciate what you don't understand, what do you guys say? Everyone is fascinated by my singing!" Dong Ting said brazenly.
"Well, if you don't shut up, I'll take you into consideration." Ying Shisan nodded.
Dong Ting suddenly fell silent.
"Save some strength, you think it's fine on the flat ground, and you'll have to work hard when you get down the mountain road." Zhao Wei laughed. After all, he is a young man, and he has been in the gym before, but his foundation is still here. If he walks away from his body during this period, he can be regarded as having exercised, and he can withstand this distance.
However, for those who have had nothing to do in the village and rested for two days, the flat land is fine, but once they get on the steep and steep mountain road, it is raining again...
Just don't drag them down.
Ye Po and Ying Jiu cleared the way ahead, clearing away some fallen gravel and dead wood along the way, and reinforced the path with stones on one side, and patched up the ground when it encountered a collapse.
This road is an adventure road for donkey friends, but it is a daily road for local villagers. Seeing the two men walking along the road and repairing it, the owner of the inn who volunteered to be a guide was very moved.
Pidianpidian ran forward and asked the two of them if they wanted buttered tea.
Ying Jiu wiped the sweat from his brow, stepped on the soil firmly, took the butter tea and thanked him.
The owner of the inn waved his hands again and again, and said, "I want to thank you all!"
Ying Jiu smiled, handed the kettle back to him, looked at Ye Po who had been looking at the cliff, and said, "What's wrong?"
"Ah, those are morel mushrooms that just came out, and the one next to it is matsutake." The innkeeper looked up at the direction Ye Po was looking at, and said, "It's a pity that it's too high, this kind of freshly out tastes the best."
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the bodies of the two men suddenly raised up, with their feet on the cliff, their hands supported by the stone, and they went up the cliff with a few strokes.
He looked up and couldn't make a sound for a long time.
No matter how agile you are, you can't do that, can you? Isn't there gravity on this earth? Isn't that what my son said in his physics book!
The cliff was full of matsutake and morel mushrooms, and there were many medicinal materials. After collecting for a while, Ye Po asked Ying Jiu to go down to explore the road first, and he picked along the cliff.
Alan had taught him the method of not hurting the roots. If you don't pick them for a few days, they will age and die by themselves. It's better to let your own woman eat a good meal.
He moved quickly and walked along the cliff. The bag in his hand was already full. Seeing that the terrain of the Yubeng River in front of him began to be steep, he was about to go down, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw something strange at the corner of the cliff in front of him.
Here the river and the path turn around the cliff, it is a downhill place, there are layers of boulders in the river, the torrent rushes over the boulders and splashes huge waves, and the path is right under the cliff , half of the road is the rock that protrudes from the cliff.
At this time, the soil above the rocks on the cliff was full of rainwater, and the roots below were poked a few times with wooden poles.
Usually those poles are not in the way, but now that piece of soil is a slope, and the rainwater is accumulated in the roots of the tree and in the soil, just like a bag full of water hanging on the rocks of the cliff. When it is full, the bag will burst, but because the roots of those trees go deep into the cliff, it plays a good guiding role, and the extra water flows down the roots of the trees, which relieves the soil. Even though the large piece of soil is dangerous, it can safely pass through this water-saturated period.
But those poles were poking right into the soil, loosening the soil, pushing the roots of the tree away, just like the bag had been man-made with a few holes, and it was about to burst at any moment.
Not bad, artificial!
Glancing at Ying Jiu who was approaching and the team wearing bright red raincoats that appeared and disappeared in the dense forest (the bright red is eye-catching, it is better to rescue in case of accident in the wild), Ye Po let out a soft whistle.
Ying Jiu stopped in her tracks immediately, turned around and stepped back, blocking the innkeeper, Yan San and others who followed.
"What's the matter?" Ling Qingyu, who was about to go quickly to see the sound of the water in front of him, asked.
"There is something ahead, Ye Po is dealing with it, let's wait." Ying Jiu said softly, Ye Po's short whistle was a warning, the danger ahead must not be simple.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a huge roar coming from the front.
It was the sound of something huge rolling down and hitting the ground in the water.
collapse!
"Don't move!" Ye Shiyi fled from behind Ling Qingyu, and fled forward at the same time as Ying Jiu, his figure was as fast as a cloud of green smoke.
It took a while for the people who were startled by the loud noise to wake up, and then agreed that they were dazzled! Absolutely dazzled!
The two quickly skimmed to the edge of the cliff, and saw that half of the slope above the cliff collapsed, mud, rocks and giant trees piled up on the trail, and those that fell into the river were directly washed away by the rapids. Under the impact, no trace was left.
If the landslide happens to happen when they pass by, then even they will inevitably be injured.
"Ye Po!" Ye Shiyi raised his head and called out.
Ye Po clasped his hands on a branch protruding from a big tree, swayed his body, and landed lightly on the half-sinking place, and said to the bottom: "Brother Eleven, come up."
Ye Shiyi pulled himself up to the cliff and said, "What's going on?"
"Someone has tampered with it. The soil here is full of water, and someone loosened the soil." Ye Po looked at the things in the soil and said lightly.
"The guys in front?" Ye Shiyi frowned, and his voice became cold.
This trick is not just a lesson, it is a life-threatening rhythm!
"Well, Brother Eleven, look." Ye Po pointed to the ground and said.
Ye Shiyi followed his hand and looked down, then was shocked and said, "This is... ?!"
After the soil collapsed, a blue-black rock below was revealed, and on the rock lay a lump of purple-gold light, which was round and stretched as if it could breathe. It looks like a fungus, and it seems to be a living thing. The upper layer has a flesh-like texture. The dim sunlight shines on it, but it is as bright as ice.