Live expedition from tomb raiding

"I---I'll do it," Old Tickle uttered, and at the same time stretched out his hand to Wu Xie.

Without hesitation, Wu Xie immediately handed out the climbing rope.

The old itchy took it, without any fuss, just like the original plot, Ma Liu took out the water bottle from the backpack, tied a sailor's knot with skillful hands, tied the water bottle, and used the water bottle as a heavy object for easy throwing.

After tying it up, Old Itch tested it a few times, "No---no problem, who will throw it?"

Wu Xie: "I'm afraid my arm strength is not as strong as both of you. You try it first, if it doesn't work, change to Brother Ding."

"it is good."

Old Itch responded, time was limited, he moved his body immediately, stepped on the bronze branches under his feet, and walked towards the rock wall.

Ding Ze and Wu Xie didn't move for a while, and they shone the flashlights on the rock wall together.

The lights of the two flashlights moved away.

In the blink of an eye, two lights shrouded a thicker, denser, and seemingly stronger stalagmite.

After a few seconds.

After walking for a short period of time, I stopped, stabilized my body, faced the stalagmite illuminated by the light, and without saying a word, swung my arm and vigorously threw the kettle over.

Unfortunately, failed to hook.

The old itchy didn't say anything, he quickly pulled back the kettle and swung his arms again.

Once, twice, three times... six times!

at last.

'throat! '

Accompanied by a slightly loud impact sound, the steel kettle, with its rope, successfully hooked several stalagmites.

"It's done!"

Facing the success, Old Itchy let out a cry of excitement. At the same time, he pulled hard with his hand, so that the sailor's knot at the end of the climbing rope was completely fixed with several stalagmites.

"It still feels -- it's pretty solid, and it shouldn't loosen..."

After pulling the climbing rope a few more times, feeling the firmness, Lao Tiao said something like this, followed, turned to Wu Xie, and asked.

"Old Wu, this rope probably won't--will not break, but if the--those stalagmites on the opposite side--can't support it, what should we do?"

575 Call!Don't panic!Not a big problem!

The old itch raises a crucial question.

Wu Xie was silent, and after looking down, he finally spoke, "If the stalagmite can't hold it, we should swing back to the bronze tree..."

"If you're lucky, you'll hit a tree trunk and die half dead."

"If you're unlucky, just... bump into a bronze branch, and the game is over."

"Hopefully we won't be so unlucky."

Hear this.

The corners of Old Tick's mouth twitched, and his face was filled with speechlessness, "Old Wu, are you--are you serious? You--you are a disaster star, just count on luck--luck?"

Wu Xie: "(#￣～￣#)!!"

Wu Xie didn't say a word, but just stared at the old itch unhappily.

The old itchy ignored it, and then said, "Okay, the matter----the matter has come to this point, I--I don't want to talk too much. Then, the climbing rope is--almost done, old Wu-- You go first?"

Wu Xie: "..."

In an instant, the word "silence" clearly appeared on Wu Xie's face.

Wu Xie remained silent, his eyes moved, and they turned around on the faces of Lao Xie and Ding Ze.

Ding Ze noticed that he knew what Wu Xie meant, so he kept silent on purpose, putting on a posture of 'I dare not go first'.

The old itchy is more direct, "Old Wu, you-don't look at me, this-this is the way you came up with, it should be you-you go first."

"Besides, I---I really don't have that---that kind of courage. I'm the first to take—take my life—to take such a risk. I'm very cowardly."

Wu Xie: "..."

The word "speechless" on his face became clearer.

Wu Xie's face turned dark, and in his expression, speechlessness and unhappiness were intertwined, which was quite complicated, "Okay, I'll do it!!"

There were some gnashing of teeth, and the words that meant to be desperate came out, Wu Xie's face darkened, and then he said to the old itchy slightly fiercely, "There is not much time, don't delay. Hurry up and tie the other end of the climbing rope to the tree trunk Come on, be sure to tie it up!"

"Okay!" Lao Xie readily agreed, turned his body immediately, and walked quickly towards the bronze trunk.

Soon.

The other end of the climbing rope was firmly tied to the tree trunk, and the whole climbing rope was stretched into a straight line.

"Okay, the rope--here, I made a comparison--a special knot. After we pass--over, we can untie-- this knot over there. Take back the rope."

Everything was ready, Old Itch said to Wu Xie.

"Is there such a knot? Where did you learn this skill?" Wu Xie asked.

Old Itchy: "Hey, in prison."

Wu Xie: "...Are you sure it's firm?"

Old Itch: "Sure!!"

Wu Xie didn't ask any more questions, and stretched out his hand to tug on the climbing rope. After confirming that the two sides were indeed strong, he took off his backpack with a visibly nervous expression, and handed it to Lao Tick.

Old Tick took it, "You can-but be careful, don't-don't really fall."

The words came to my ears, and Wu Xie, who was already too nervous, had blue veins on his forehead, and the expression of anger was extremely strong, "Get out!! Don't be so crow-mouthed!!!"

Old Itchy: "Okay, yes--I'm sorry."

Wu Xie didn't hold on, and took a deep breath, "I'm leaving!"

Words that really felt like a strong man going to die came into the air, Wu Xie didn't delay any longer, with a tense black face, he lifted his feet and started to move.

One step, two steps, three steps...