This kind of desperate survival, for anyone, might just be a bad joke played by the god of death.
Wasn't it? When you were lucky enough to be caught by a pine branch, thinking that you wouldn't fall to your death. You suddenly discovered that you couldn't climb up, and you couldn't climb down. What kind of feeling would that be?
Fortunately, Tin Aino's skills were outstanding, and she just happened to have a flying claw in her hands, which became her hope of escape.
Even so, she still suffered a lot.
The strong wind whistled along the rock wall, and her hands had to tightly grasp the rock. If she was even a little bit careless, she would be swept away by the wind.
She could only climb the protruding parts of the rock, moving cautiously step by step. Some places were as smooth as a mirror, and she could only use the flying claw to throw it into the distance again and again, until it firmly grasped a rock, and then swing her body over it.
Some places were large pieces of smooth rock, and she couldn't climb at all. The flying claw's length also couldn't reach far beyond the smooth cliff surface, so she could only risk sliding down until her hands could touch the rock she could climb.
Sometimes, she would find a spot a few feet below her that she could use, but it would deviate from her body. She would even have to climb back so that when her body fell, she would be able to touch the rock there.
This kind of torture could simply drive a weak-willed person crazy, but Tin Aino clenched her teeth and endured it.
She didn't know how long she climbed, or how far she climbed, but after using the flying claw many times, it had already broken, turning into a small useless chain. Her body had already exhausted the last bit of strength in the endless climb, and she no longer had the strength to move. And at this moment, she was under an inverted triangular rock, hanging there like a bat, unable to advance or retreat.
Tin Aino's ears were ringing, her heart was beating fast, her vision was blacking out, and her hands and feet were weak. She was, after all, made of flesh and blood. She knew that she couldn't hold on any longer.
She looked down the rock in despair, and there seemed to be a layer of mist in front of her, faintly flashing with a touch of green.
"Give me another place to borrow strength, give me a little bit more strength, God, I beg you …"
Tin Aino prayed inwardly. He arched his body and gathered his strength. Suddenly, he dashed to the right with all his might.
Her fingertips touched a protruding rock, but it was only a touch, and then she fell down.
"Why? Since you want me to die, why give me hope? "
Tin Aino screamed silently from the bottom of his heart. Tears of despair suddenly gushed out …
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Cha cha cha!
A sharp hunting knife hacked at the weeds, vines, and overgrown branches. There was a rustling sound in the dense forest, and a few people suddenly came out.
They were all dressed in colorful hunter outfits. When they stood still in the forest, they almost blended in with the grass and trees, so it was not easy to be discovered. They all held steel pitchforks and had hunting bows slung over their shoulders. The person leading the way was the most muscular of them all. He was a head taller than the others, and he was as sturdy as a bull.
This person's stature was that of an adult man, but there was a bit of hair on his lips, and his face was slightly childish. He didn't seem to be very old.
A man with a wild pheasant and a hare on his shoulder looked up. The towering trees blocked out the sun. Looking out from the treetops, he could see endless peaks and valleys. The strange peaks pierced into the clouds, and the cliffs looked like they had been cut. He said, "Erlang, look at this, we have already reached the foot of Mount Hua. Let's go back early. If we are late, we will inevitably make Auntie angry again!"
The young man who was already an adult but still looked childish was the Erlang he was talking about. Erlang straightened his neck and said, "That tigress is very strict. She doesn't let me go out all day. It was not easy to get her permission to let me go into the mountains to hunt. How can I go back now? Didn't you guys say that there are tigers in the mountains? I will only leave after I hunt the tigers!"
A man dressed as a hunter hurriedly said, "Big Worm! It's Big Worm! Don't mention the word 'tiger'. It's taboo, Erlang. "
Erlang stared at him and said, "It's obviously a tiger, why can't I say it? Didn't you guys say that there are tigers in the mountains? Where are the tigers? I have been wandering around for half a day, but I haven't seen a prey bigger than a dog! "
A hunter said with a bitter smile, "We also heard from a woodcutter that he saw a big worm a few days ago when he went into the mountains to chop firewood. Whether it was a big worm or not, we don't know either. At that time, we just said it casually to Erlang. Who would have thought that you would take it seriously? Even if there really is a tiger, it's not something you can touch just because you want to! "
When Erlang heard this, he said unhappily, "You guys clearly said that there was a tiger. How did it become a casual remark? No, I won't go back until I find the tiger!"
After saying that, Erlang brandished his saber and continued to open the way. The few people had no choice but to follow behind him. After walking for a while, the faint sound of water could be heard in front of them. Turning around a rock, their eyes suddenly opened up. They saw a mountain spring gushing out from the dense grass, forming a deep green pool in front of them. Then it flowed to the valley in the southwest.
Erlang was overjoyed and said, "Haha, what a pool of good water! I'm just getting warm from walking, so I'll take a bath here and make myself comfortable! "
As he said that, he sheathed his hunting knife, took off his hunting bow, and tore off his clothes, revealing a strong and sturdy chest. His chest was dripping with sweat, and there was also a clump of curled chest hair. He excitedly ran to the pool. Just as he was about to take off his clothes, he heard a loud "bang" and a large splash of water hit him in the face, making him look like a drowned rat.
Erlang stood by the pool in a daze, water dripping down his face. He wiped the spring water off his face and said in surprise, "What happened?"
A hunter beside him pointed to the pool and said, "Erlang, look, there's someone in the water!"
Erlang fixed his eyes on the rippling water and saw a young girl floating on the surface of the water. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders and she floated along the waves like water plants. Her dress spread out in the water like a huge lotus leaf, and the young girl was lying in the middle of the lotus leaf. Her cheeks were as pale as a white lotus flower that had just bloomed.
Erlang said in surprise, "We haven't even seen the tiger yet, why did a tigress fall from the sky!"
This Erlang was born a bit simple-minded. His eldest brother was an official outside, and his eldest sister-in-law ran the household. This eldest sister-in-law was smart and capable, she ran the household very well. Because she was worried that this simple-minded and simple-minded brother would stir up trouble outside and spoil the family's reputation, she was very strict with him. This Erlang was extremely afraid of his eldest sister-in-law, and always called her a tigress behind her back. Just a little bit, and all the women he saw were all tigress.
Just as he said that, the faint green lake water turned red, and strands of blood rippled out from the young girl's body, like a chrysanthemum in full bloom. Erlang's eyes widened, and he said in surprise, "Eh? And it's a tigress who's just about to come! "
The hunter beside him didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said, "Erlang, I think this girl seems to be injured."
Erlang said in shock, "Is that so? Then why aren't you going to save her! "As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pushed, and the man fell into the water with a splash.
After Tian Ai Nu was dragged ashore, a few men suddenly surrounded her and stared at her with their eyes wide open.
Tin Aino had already fainted. Her cheeks were as pale as snow, and a few strands of her hair were wet on her delicate face. Her small face was like the frost in the snow, making people want to love her. When Erlang saw this, he couldn't help but shout, "Ah! I called her wrongly. Such a delicate and pitiful little girl isn't at all as fierce as that tigress in our house! "
The others didn't say anything. They were all servants, and couldn't compare to this second young master. Second young master could say that his eldest sister-in-law was a tigress, so how could they dare to respond to him?
When Tin Aino fell off the cliff, she was a little dizzy, and when she was hit by the lake water, she immediately fainted. In her unconscious state, she coughed a few times and spat out some lake water. She muttered, "Erlang …" and then there was no more sound.
The bull-like Erlang scratched his head in surprise and said, "Did you guys hear that? What did she just say?"
Next to him, a servant dressed like a hunter said, "I think she said … Erlang?"
Erlang clapped his hands and said, "That's right! I thought I heard wrongly, but she really called 'Erlang'. This girl called me just now, so she knows me. "
The servant stifled his laughter and said, "Erlang, the girl might not know you. You're not the only Erlang in this world!"
Erlang glared at him and said, "Are you called Erlang or is he called Erlang? There's obviously only me here, so who else could she call if not me? Hurry, hurry, carry her back home and let that tigress in our house take a good look at her. Since she knows me, she might be a relative of our family! "
When the servants heard his nonsense, they couldn't help but laugh. But seeing that the girl was in trouble, of course they had to save her. The servants hurriedly chopped down two thick tree trunks, then took off their coats and tied them firmly to the tree trunks to make a simple stretcher. They carried the girl on it and left in a hurry.
Now that Erlang had picked up a tigress, he no longer clamored to hunt tigers. Carrying his hunting knife, he led the way, trying his best to remember his cousins, cousins, cousins, cousins.
Ever since he was a child, he had always been naive and stubborn, so his family rarely allowed him to interact with outsiders. Other than the servants and servants in the family, the people he met the most were his own relatives. Now that this girl actually recognized him, he naturally thought that she was a relative of his.
As he walked, he suddenly remembered that a few years ago, an uncle came to visit and brought a little cousin with him. Her appearance and temperament were very similar to this girl who had fallen off the cliff. He couldn't help but 'have a sudden realization', "No wonder she recognized me. She must be my little cousin!" With this thought, Han Erlang walked even more hurriedly.
This bull-like man's surname was Guo, called Guo Shaofan. In the Zheng County of Huazhou, the Guo family was a famous and influential family.
The Guo family's name was Taiyuan. Starting from Marquis Aling Guo Ting in the early Han Dynasty, the Guo family was a famous and influential family in Shandong during the Wei and Jin Dynasties. During the Sui Dynasty, the Guo family's ancestor was even a Duke. Today, there were only two brothers in the main branch of the Guo family. The elder brother, Guo Jingzhi, was the current Provincial Governor of Weizhou. His younger brother was this man in hunting clothes, Guo Shaofan.
The Guo family's manor was located at the foot of Mount Shaohua. Guo Shaofan led the way, and by the time he hurried back home, he was already sweating profusely. Once he entered the manor, Guo Shaofan left the servants carrying the Tian Ai Nu behind him and ran in like a wisp of smoke. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law! Come out quickly, little cousin is injured … "
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