Everest

It wasn't until evening that they finished their practice and returned to the camp. There were still very few people in the camp. The people who had gone up the mountain hadn't come down yet. The man who talked to them before saw them coming back and gave them a piece of black cake. They took it back to the tent and burned it.

Geng Aiqing took the black cake and looked at it over and over.

Pei Lei reminded him from behind: "Just put it in the stove for a while and light it."

Geng Aiqing asked strangely: "Is this the fuel for burning? I didn't notice it in the base camp before, does this thing look like this?"

Lin Sheng leaned over and said, "What do you think is the raw material for this fuel?"

"Raw material?" Geng Aiqing leaned forward and smelled it. He originally thought it was coal, but after smelling it, he felt a grassy smell. "It's not coal, I don't know."

"It's a mixture of cow dung and horse dung." Shen Biwen answered.

Before Geng Aiqing could react, Lin Sheng couldn't help laughing, and hid far away hahaha.

"I don't care about you!" Geng Aiqing suddenly felt as if he had shit in his hand, and was about to hit Lin Sheng in a hurry, but was picked up by Shen Biwen halfway.

"It's not dirty." Shen Biwen put the fuel into the stove, lit it, and a puff of gray-black smoke rose up, and then the fuel burned, and the surrounding temperature also increased a lot.

"Not dirty?" Geng Aiqing wanted to find water to wash his hands, "You fucking tease me!"

"It's really not dirty!" Lin Sheng winked, "Didn't you smell it! Is it still fragrant?"

"...you stop, I have to educate you today!" Geng Aiqing went up to catch him and beat him up.

Lin Sheng yelled: "Dad, I was wrong!" He lifted the tent and ran outside.

It was too cold outside, and Geng Aiqing was too lazy to go out, so he could only wait in the tent for this cheap son to throw himself into the trap.

After a while Lin Sheng came back, Geng Aiqing was still worried, and was about to fight, Lin Sheng was slapped several times but didn't fight back, and his expression was a bit unnatural.

"What's wrong?" Geng Aiqing joked, "Are you here to confess your mistake to Dad?"

Lin Sheng glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "The people on the mountain are back."

Several people in the room were stunned, Pei Lei stood up: "Come on, everyone is climbing, we have to go and have a look."

"Yes." Shen Biwen also stood up.

"How is that person?" Geng Aiqing couldn't help asking Lin Sheng when he thought of what that person said during the day.

Lin Sheng shook his head: "I don't know...I just saw a lot of people going to the big tent together..."

There were obviously a lot more people outside the tent, Luosang also got out of the guide tent, and Yongke had already come out, but with such a large number of people, there was not much noise, and Geng Aiqing had an ominous feeling in his heart.

The place with the most people is at the big tent. It is usually a place for everyone to communicate. Every camp has such a place, but Geng Aiqing did not expect that this place would actually take on such a role, such as keeping the corpses of the victims .

The climber seemed to be dead. He was put in a sleeping bag and lay flat on the ground. A few of his team members were kneeling beside him, and some other people stood beside him. Their faces were covered with ice and snow. And neither the sorrow melted.

"Thank you!" The middle-aged man kneeling next to him said, his voice was hoarse, and he had an unidentifiable local accent, "We thought we couldn't bring it down!"

The middle-aged man smiled, but he looked even more sad: "Old Zhang stepped on the ground and fell into the ice crevice. We didn't have time to react. We heard him yell and disappeared... Missing What a fart to climb alone, we all came here together, and then we hurried down to find him, luckily we found him, otherwise he would have fallen..." The middle-aged man gestured with his hand, "You know How big is that ice crevasse, it has to be this wide..."

"He fell hard... We pulled him up and he lost his breath..." The voice of the middle-aged man became a little choked up, "Old Zhang is a very good person, his daughter is going to go to college in a month, old Zhang Before coming here, she said that she wanted to pray for her daughter’s auspiciousness at the top of Mount Everest..."

The middle-aged man sat on the ground as if he lost his strength after speaking, his expression was very sad, but he didn't shed tears, maybe he did, but he was left on Mount Everest.

No one spoke, no one knew what to say.

Before returning to the tent, Pei Lei and several other mountaineering team captains simply said hello, but in such a sad atmosphere, everyone was not in the mood to greet each other, so they went back separately.

After returning, the atmosphere in the tent was still very depressing, but everyone tacitly did not discuss this topic too much. Almost every year, people died on Mount Everest, and each one had a sad story.

Discussion is useless.

They decided to head back to base camp the next morning, packed up and went to bed.

Geng Aiqing originally thought that he would not be able to fall asleep, but in fact he fell into a coma after lying down. He even had a dream. In the dream, he was hanging on the ice wall by a rope without any protective measures on his body. He wasn't even wearing a glove, and he could see the blood oozing from the palm of his hand holding the rope.

But he feels no pain.

Below his feet is the abyss, above him...

Geng Aiqing raised his head, but what he saw was Shen Biwen's anxious face.

Why is he here?

"Give me your hand!" Shen Biwen said anxiously.

Why is there such an anxious look on his face?Geng Aiqing thought in a daze.

"Give me your hand!!" Shen Biwen's half body was already exposed outside the cliff, Geng Aiqing was suddenly a little scared, he stretched his hand up nervously, and grabbed Shen Biwen's.

Shen Biwen pulled him up, but Geng Aiqing felt that his body was getting heavier, and Shen Biwen's body protruded more from the cliff.

"You go back..." Geng Aiqing roared, "Let go! You go back!"

As if Shen Biwen couldn't hear him, he was still pulling hard, veins burst out on the back of his hand, and his expression was ferocious. Geng Aiqing had never seen Shen Biwen like this before.

Suddenly, Shen Biwen yelled and pulled it up forcefully. Geng Aiqing was lifted up a long distance, and then he heard a cracking sound, which came from the ice wall in front of him.

Geng Aiqing looked at Shen Biwen desperately, Shen Biwen showed a smile uglier than crying, and then the solid ice he was standing on collapsed completely with the sound of cracking ice!Shen Biwen followed the broken ice blocks and passed Geng Aiqing's side.

Geng Aiqing felt that his heart was tightly grasped at that moment, and his fear was like a big net covering him...

"..."

It was not yet dawn, and everyone was still awake. Geng Aiqing looked at the top of the tent with empty eyes, and his back was soaked in sweat.