The two of them were eating wild boar meat in the cave, and their mouths were full of oil. Because he was afraid of parasites and bacteria, Yang Gan made sure that the meat was cooked before eating it.
Mu Qing did not wait for Yang Qian's consent, but she still couldn't help but ask, "After you leave, will you still be in Tang Country?"
"Yes, I may stay in Tang for a while. I have important things to do."
Not to mention, creatures like women, whether ancient or modern, have the same nature.
Licking a dog? Needed, but not necessary, but women will enjoy it no matter how much they reject the person they like.
Hearing that Yang Qian would stay for a while, Mu Qing felt as sweet as honey.
After eating and drinking, Yang Gan put on his clothes, equipped himself with an iron sword and a bow and arrow. Seeing that the rain was not heavy outside, he walked outside.
"You stay and look after the house. I'll come as soon as I can. It's not safe here after all. If we can find a way, we can go back."
"Well, you go ahead, I'll wait for you." Mu Qing nodded, showing no displeasure at all.
Regardless of their views on marriage, women in ancient times were really ideal marriage partners and would not care too much about men. Their current attitude alone made them feel much more comfortable.
Looking at the devastated and broken mountains, Yang Gan's hands and feet were cold and he took a breath, he was already strong.
But under the power of nature, there is no difference between him and an ant. This time, the mudslide made Yang Qian's complacency, which was extremely confident in his martial arts, throw a basin of cold water on him.
Yang Qian staggered slightly and ran down the mountain. During his movements, his hands and feet still felt a little out of sync.
"Damn, what does having the same hands and feet mean?"
From stumbling at the beginning to walking as fast as flying, it took Yang Qian half an hour and three somersaults to recover a little.
"I can go back soon. Damn it. If you beg me from now on, I won't go hiking again."
Yang Gan shouted crazily, saying that this experience was not scary would be a lie. He was so scared that he peed, okay?
Just when he was about to reach the foot of the mountain, a natural chasm suddenly appeared in front of him, and Yang Gan showed a horrified expression.
You must know that it is downhill now, and I rushed too fast, and the ground is slippery...
"Slow down, slow down, damn, use your foot brakes~~~!"
Seeing the cliff in front of him, Yang Gan gritted his teeth, but judging from his prediction, there was at least half a chance that he would fall. Rounding off, he would definitely fall.
Thinking of this, he threw away his bow and arrow, suddenly pulled out the iron knife from his waist, turned around with a kite, and suddenly plunged into the soil under him.
"Pfft~~~"
The meter-long Sutie knife penetrated two-thirds of the way. When Yang Gan opened his eyes, he saw a scar of more than ten meters on the ground, and half of his body was already outside the cliff.
"Gudu~~~!"
After swallowing, Yang Qian climbed up gently, fearing to death that the edge of the cliff would suddenly collapse.
Because the soil under him was too soft, he didn't feel safe at all.
After a few minutes of wasting time, Yang Qian finally slowly moved away from the cliff. Looking at the bottomless bottom below, he couldn't help but gasp.
With the terrain of this kind of mountain range, it is impossible for such a cliff to appear here. It is like the mountain is split open. It seems that it should be a chain landslide caused by a mudslide.
Thinking back to the movies he had watched before, Yang Gan picked up a stone and threw it down the cliff.
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Think silently in your heart.
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"Bata!!"
Recalling the scenes in the movie, Yang Gan remembered watching a movie where the protagonist was trapped in the mountain like himself, and they used this method.
But they still dropped the stone and heard the echo after falling for six seconds. They concluded that it was 150 meters and what they just heard was eight seconds.
Since Yang Qian didn't know physical formulas, he could use the simplest four arithmetic operations and calculated that in eight seconds, it should be two hundred meters.
"Fuck~~~~"
Two hundred meters, which is the height of a sixty or seventy-story commercial building. Unfortunately, this data is not very accurate. It would be great if Zhang Yumeng was here. Her physics is much better than mine.
For the time being, we’ll set it at 200 meters.
Yang Qian returned to the cave a little disheartened. When he saw Yang Qian hanging his head, Mu Qing understood that things were not as simple as he thought.
"How about it?"
Yang Gan shook his head, his face full of despair. "We are in trouble. There is a cliff on the way down the mountain. It is at least 60 feet by visual inspection. Where can I find such a long rope in the wild mountains? I wonder if I can use tree bark to rub the rope."
Mu Qing thought for a while and said, "When I went up the mountain to paint before, I saw a lot of vines on the cliff. Some of the vines are as thick as a baby's arm and are extremely tough. If there are enough, can they be made into ropes?"
Yang Gan's eyes lit up, and he felt that it was feasible. He had little experience in going up the mountain. He thought it would be like traveling to the mountain in his previous life. He didn't expect that going up the mountain was so dangerous in ancient times.
"I'll give it a try, I don't know if I can find it."
"Take me there, I know where there will be vines."
"Okay, let me rest for a while. Damn it, I almost fell down just now. It scared me to death." Yang Gan patted his chest. Thinking back to that time, he was really breaking out in a cold sweat.
Mu Qing immediately asked nervously, "Are you okay?"
Yang Gan rolled his eyes at her, "If something happens, you won't be able to see me."
Half an hour later, Yang Gan carried Mu Qing, whose legs and feet were not very agile, towards the place she directed.
Because of the earthquake, the two of them searched three places to collect enough vines. These vines were extremely tough and could only be cut with a sharp blade like Su Te Dao.
An ordinary bronze sword can't cut continuously without four or five blows.
The 200-meter vine is, to be honest, a huge bundle. The Yanggan can only be transported away in sections and then assembled on the edge of the cliff.
This work alone took Yang Gan a whole day. In the evening, the two of them were busy, and all the remaining pork had to be roasted.
Yang Gan smiled and said, "I can finally go home. I didn't expect that going up the mountain would end up like this."
Mu Qing glanced at him and remembered his appearance firmly in her eyes. There might be no connection between the two after tomorrow, but she still couldn't help but miss him.
His handsome appearance and ruthless methods in the midst of man-made disasters are the support of his life.
In the midst of a natural disaster, his not-so-wide back was his life-saving straw.
He is handsome, ruthless in his methods, and has a firm will to survive. With his cynical expression, he has extremely original insights. Whose daughter would not be fascinated by such a strange man.
Yang Gan carried Mu Qing to the edge of the cliff and connected all the vines. Only then did he realize that sometimes he really wanted to slap himself.
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There was nothing to fix it, so he had no choice but to use a big tree as a nail. After sharpening it, Mu Qing grabbed a big tree and suddenly lifted it up with a look of surprise on his face.
With unparalleled force and an invincible momentum, he smashed half of the big tree into the soil like a nail.
After nailing three big trees into the soil in succession, Yang Qian felt a little relieved. He couldn't make the bloody mistakes in the TV series.
After wrapping the vines around the three big trees several times, Yang Gan took a deep breath while carrying his luggage and Mu Qing.
He slowly climbed down.
Mu Qing lay on Yang Qian's back, looking at the sweat on his back, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"You didn't even sweat when you nailed the tree just now. Are you so tired now when you climb down?"
Yang Gan took a breath, took a break and said, "Don't you feel that my legs are shaking with fear?"
"I trust you."
Mu Qing's hair was blown by the wind, and she hurriedly said, "Yang Qian, the wind has picked up."
Yang Gan felt the vines swinging back and forth and nodded, "Hold on tight, I'm going to speed up."
After Yang Qian finished speaking, he quickly crawled downwards, but this strange wind suddenly came. In order to prevent his escape plan from aborting, the vines were not only 200 meters long, but even a lot farther than that, just to prevent it. just in case.
Unexpectedly, the lengthened vines became a burden, and with the blessing of the strange wind, they began to sway from side to side.
At this time, Yang Qian noticed something was wrong from the touch on the vines. He looked up and saw a bright white spot protruding from the cracked soil above when it was swinging back and forth.
What's strange is that this bright white color is slightly sharp, and as the vines sway back and forth, they are constantly cutting the vines.
Yang Gan was faced with two choices at this time, one was to hold the thing and pull it out after going up, the other was to go down quickly, but now there was a difficulty.
Yang Qian had never climbed a vine before, and if he climbed down rashly now, he might cut off the vines due to the strange wind.
"Ah~~~Gan, I hate multiple-choice questions." Yang Qian gritted his teeth and climbed up directly. He grabbed the vine the moment it got close to the thing, and his hands felt cold.
He suddenly exerted force with one hand, trying to pull it out to see what it was. Suddenly, Yang Gan was stunned. He had used all his strength just now, but he couldn't shake it at all.
"Awesome, you successfully aroused my interest."
After checking it, I found that only one-third of the vines had been cut off. Such a thick vine should have no effect, but Yang Qian was somewhat precious about his life.
Just wait here, wait for the strange wind to pass, and then climb down.
This strange wind came and went quickly. After Yang Qian deeply remembered this place in his mind, he climbed down quickly.
After arriving at the bottom of the mountain, I found that the place had turned into ruins, and the soil seemed to be rolling.
As long as there are no cliffs like the natural moat to block him, Yang Qian can simply walk on flat ground in a place like this.
It didn't take long to reach the main road.
Yang Gan looked back at the cliff that looked like a world-ending disaster, and sneered, "I miss you Yang Gan, but I almost broke here. I scared the baby to death."
"Pfft~~~!"
Mu Qing smiled and said, "You are quite funny."
"My monkey, it's fun. By the way, was there a carriage when you came?" Yang Qian was really tired and said, wiping the sweat on his face.
"I guess it was washed away by the mudslide."
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