My Reaper is a bit fierce

After Meng Yongzhao said, "Come and make a wish," he went to a place that sold wishing wooden signs and bought one, with something written on it.

Xie Fanyu didn't know what he was doing, and looked bored at the wooden signs hanging on them. Most of the words on them were silly, such as "XX wants to be with XX forever", "XX loves XX", and there was only one It has been seen that some old wooden signs have attracted his attention.

The handwriting on it is very beautiful, very strong, and the writing is different from those straightforward expressions. It says: "Be brave, can we meet again?"

There is no signature, but it always gives Xie Fanyu a sense of familiarity.

"Okay," Meng Yongzhao had already hung up the wooden sign, walked over and said, "Let's go."

The fairy waterfall has nothing to do with the legend of Wuwen Mountain, but because when the sun rises, the waterfall will reflect the colors of the rainbow, like a fairy's colorful gauze, hence the name.

From a long distance, they heard the sound of the waterfall "rumbling", and when they got closer, tiny water droplets fell on their faces.

The viewing platform is on the side of the waterfall. The waterfall pours down directly from the top of the mountain, and below it is a thousand-meter deep pool.

The mist from the waterfall made the viewing platform a bit slippery, and some people bought disposable raincoats to wear to prevent the mist from splashing on their bodies.

Xie Fanyu saw Xi Wenlan here again, he was sitting on a bench for tourists to rest, and at this moment there was a noise not far away.

When a tourist took a photo, he accidentally stepped on the gap in the railing, and now he is hanging on the stone and struggling.

"Help me! Someone is going to fall!" Many witnesses yelled, but there were too many tourists here, and everyone who heard the sound became commotion and crowded around noisily.

Meng Yongzhao's expression froze, and he raised his legs as if to run to the source of the sound, but was held back by Xie Fanyu to stay where he was.

"What do you want?" Xie Fanyu's face was very ugly. He already knew what would happen next, and he also knew what Meng Yongzhao would do.

"I'm going to save people." Meng Yongzhao pressed his hand without any doubt.

Xie Fanyu wanted to reprimand him for not meddling in his own business, but thinking of the previous experiences, he finally let go.

He knew that he couldn't stop him, and he knew clearly that he would still do that next time.

Over there, Meng Yongzhao had squeezed past and stretched out his hand to grab the male tourist, but because the distance was too far, half of his body had moved out of the railing, but he still couldn't reach it.

But immediately he felt someone hugging his waist, and when he turned his head, it was Xie Fanyu.

"Go and pull it." Xie Fanyu lowered his eyes, his meaning was already hidden in the unfinished words - I won't let you fall.

It was difficult for Meng Yongzhao to describe the uproar that suddenly came to his heart, but there were more urgent matters in front of him, so he sprinted out even more, and his fingertips had already touched the tourist.

The surrounding tourists have spontaneously come up to help, and the staff also arrived at this time to organize rescue operations.

Xie Fanyu himself didn't know where the impulse came from, but he actually helped Meng Yongzhao save someone. He knew that Xi Wenlan's soul must be watching at this time, and must have discovered him.

At this time, they had successfully grabbed the tourist and were about to pull him up with all their strength. Meng Yongzhao was also almost hanging outside, thanks to Xie Fanyu and other tourists to fix him.

But at this time, Xie Fanyu suddenly recalled the accident of his own intervention more than 20 years ago, and subconsciously let go of the hands that hugged Meng Yongzhao's waist.