The place where you put your hands on your feet.
Kevin took the lead alone, with a very tough string tied around his waist, and everyone behind him was tied one by one. From a distance, this group of people looks like a winding centipede climbing on the mountain wall.
"Just look at the rocks you're holding, and don't look back." When Kevin climbed up, he still had time to tell others to pay attention. His voice was deep and steady, and he didn't even breathe. To him, the straight and towering mountain walls are like walking on flat ground.
If he was the only one, then he would climb faster, because he knew that this mountain was not suitable for staying for a long time. The longer you spend here, the easier it is to encounter troublesome things.
But because there was still a string clinking behind him, he had to control his speed, and when he felt the rope around his waist getting tighter and straighter, he stopped and waited until they caught up again before continuing.
Behind him is the little lion class, this little cub is heartless and doesn't think too much. The overall level of the people behind was about the same, and the ropes tied to each other did not appear to be straightened for a while and then bent back. So at first, they didn't feel that there was a lot of difference between themselves and Kevin.
When climbing a mountain, especially when climbing such a tough mountain, time seems to pass very slowly. Obviously, it feels like a century has passed, but I still can't see the top of the mountain.
The speed of the crowd slowed down significantly, and each limb seemed to be filled with lead. The palms were covered with dust and gravel, and they were not so stable when grasping the raised stones. They had to grasp twice before they dared to lift their feet. Once they went back and forth, the rhythm of the whole team was a bit chaotic.
"It's coming soon, I can already see the top of the mountain." Kevin thought about it, and turned to encourage him.
Looking back from his angle, the black heads are almost directly attached to his feet, and further down is the abyss, the whole person seems to be hanging in the sky without any support, as if a random gust of wind can sweep them all away go down.
But the height was tolerable for him, so he just glanced at the foot of the mountain that he could not see for a long time with an indifferent expression, then looked away, and said to others: "Don't look back, we have already climbed two-thirds of the way. This mountain looks high, but it’s actually only about a thousand meters, so if you think about it, the distance of about a thousand meters is not too long.”
Everyone: "..."
It's better for this ancestor not to speak.
However, if two-thirds of the total amount of a thousand meters is planed, there are only a few hundred meters left, and it will indeed feel better to imagine it as flat ground.
only…
Is the lead guy a fucking monster? ! Why is it that we can't wait to be exhausted, but he can still talk without blushing and panting, even if he talks, damn he dares to turn around!
A group of elite officers, large and small, finally felt the injustice—how could the gap between people be so large? ! Why is there such a wonderful thing as Fassbinder!
Kevin scrambled forward a little further, and didn't stop again until the rope between him and Ben straightened again. Only this time, instead of turning back to speak without changing his expression, he put his ear against the mountain wall and listened for a while with his breath held.
There was a vague "Xi Xi Suo Suo" friction sound, which came along the hard mountain wall and stone veins. It sounded as if something was moving inside the mountain.
Fortunately, the others paid almost all their attention to the nearly unconscious hands and feet, so no one noticed this creepy sound that made people think about it.
Kevin listened for a while, raised his head with a frown, and his calm and relaxed expression finally showed signs of tension.
So, you still have to hurry up when climbing the broken mountain...
He sighed in his heart, but he didn't turn around and urge the others to hurry up a little bit, because urging didn't really have much effect.
"After a while you may see some messy things falling from the top of your head." Kevin's tone was still calm, as if he was explaining a very ordinary thing, "Don't worry about it, just keep crawling on you, but it will take a little Get out of the way, don't climb here with great difficulty, and be smashed back to the original place with a dull head."
Hearing what he said at the beginning, everyone first thought that it was a falling rock in the mountains. Apart from sighing a few times, they didn't really think it was too scary. Until they heard some voices suddenly coming from an unknown distance above their heads.
The voice was very weird, the tone was like a human voice but it was vague, and the content could not be heard clearly.
If I had to describe it, it was like a group of people whose tongues had been pulled out got together, and the communication was all based on yelling, but no one could understand what they were yelling about.
Why is there such a sound on the top of the mountain? !
Everyone thought about it for a while, only to feel that the scalp