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Chapter 64 The Expedition departs!

This aftershock was no less than the first earthquake. The whole mountain seemed to be a patient with epilepsy and kept shaking, and stones of all sizes fell like raindrops.

Bai Fengjiu grabbed the rope and shouted: "Captain Yang, come down quickly!"

The loudspeaker was shaken so hard that he couldn't stand firmly. He lay on the ground, holding the ground with one hand, and grabbing the backpack with the other hand and throwing it into the crack.

A big rock fell from the top of his head, and the loudspeaker rolled on the ground to avoid it, and then climbed the rope down into the cracks.

The mountain swayed left and right, and the two people on the climbing rope seemed to swing on swings, swinging back and forth between the cracks of the rocks, and their bodies hit the steep stone walls, and the loudspeaker was thrown into vagueness.

"Get the rope!"

She Xiaoqing shouted loudly below, and Gillian stomped her feet worriedly. Hu Zi clenched her teeth, and her heart was in her throat.

A piece of gravel fell from the crack above the head, and a huge rock fell down, covering the cracks of the rock and breaking the climbing rope tied to the stone pillars.

The big trumpet only felt lighter, and screamed and fell instantly.

There is more than 30 meters away from the air. With the weight of the big speaker, you will definitely die if you fall down.

In just two or three seconds, the big speaker flashed through his mind like a lantern.

I have been traveling around the world for more than 30 years and have been working hard for my adventure dreams, both bitter and sweet, and this life is enough.

He closed his eyes and waited for his body to fall into a pool of meat paste, but a powerful force pulled him and stopped in the air three meters above the ground.

Dalabo opened his eyes and saw Bai Fengjiu holding the mountaineering rope with his left hand and climbing a raised stone on the stone wall with his right hand.

After the disaster, the big trumpet's clothes were soaked in cold sweat, their brains were blank, and they were hung in the air and motionless.

"Go down quickly!"

Bai Fengjiu shouted, and the dazed loudspeaker woke up. He pulled the mountaineering rope to adjust his posture, pulled out the dagger from his military boots and cut the rope.

"Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The loudspeaker landed, stirring up a splash of water.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Bai Fengjiu. The stone wall was smooth and there was no place to settle down. He must have spent a lot of energy to save the big speaker just now. If he didn't find a way to save him in time, Bai Fengjiu would become the third expedition member to be buried in the Yanshan Mountains.

"Brother Xiaobai, hold on, I will find a way to save you now!"

The loudspeaker comforted Bai Fengjiu at the top of his voice, and then he touched the things around. He didn't know what he was looking for. Bai Fengjiu was more than 30 meters away from the ground, where did he go to find such a long ladder?

Bai Fengjiu climbed on the stone wall without saying a word. While the above was dark and the people below could not see it, he dug a groove on the hard stone wall with bare hands.

After 100,000 years of refining Qi, Bai Fengjiu has reached the indestructible body of Vajra. Her body is harder than any object in the world. Granite is like tofu in his hands.

Bai Fengjiu put the rope in the groove and then slid down the mountaineering rope.

The loudspeaker was still looking for something to save Bai Fengjiu, but someone suddenly fell into the water and scared him. He was surprised and happy when he saw that it was Bai Fengjiu.

"Brother Bai, how did you get there?"

Bai Fengjiu raised his hand and pointed to the rope hanging on the stone wall. In fact, even if there is no mountaineering rope, he can land safely at this height. However, Bai Fengjiu didn't want to reveal himself in front of everyone. Doing those shocking things would scare these ordinary people.

Gillian exclaimed: "Brother Xiaobai seems to be gentle and kind, but he didn't expect to hide it. He must have exercised a lot in his usual skills, right?"

Bai Fengjiu smiled and said, "I used to be bored in the mountains, so I climbed the mountain to pass the time. After a long time, I will just be more flexible in my body."

The immortal cultivator first cultivated his body. When he first joined the Yiqi Sect, his master drove him to climb the mountain every day, and he had to carry a load of hundreds of kilograms. In five years, no matter how steep the cliffs were, he was walking on flat ground.

Besides, he is a monk. His dantian has a vast sea of ​​true energy to protect his body, and he is still an immortal body. Even if he jumps directly from it, he will not hurt a hair.

The big trumpet stretched out its big hand and patted Bai Fengjiu heavily on the shoulder, saying, "Brother Bai, I'll treat you to drink when I'm out. By the way, I don't know what you did before. If you have an adventurous heart, welcome to join us."

"Let's talk about it."

Bai Fengjiu smiled, without refusing or agreeing.

Hu Zi, who was beside him, snorted, then turned to check Xia Qingzhu's situation.

Xia Qingzhu was still dizzy, but it was much better than before. The blood on her head stopped and she was lying in She Xiaoqing's arms to rest.

Taking advantage of the rest, Bai Fengjiu observed this underground river channel.

This underground river channel is irregularly round, the surface of the stone wall is very smooth by the river water, and the riverbed is covered with pebbles.

The water level is relatively low at this moment, and there are some wooden boards scattered on the shallows on both sides.

The loudspeaker summoned everyone around him and said, "Miss Xia is unable to move, and we are exhausted very much. It will definitely take a lot of time to hike downstream. These wooden boards are just for rafting, which saves both effort and time."

The idea of ​​the big trumpet was unanimously recognized, She Xiaoqing stayed to take care of Xia Qingzhu, and the other four people collected the scattered wooden boards nearby.

These wooden boards are made of pine wood. They are soaked in water all year round and have decayed, exuding a fishy and earthy smell.

It is definitely not possible to make furniture, but it can still be used to build a raft temporarily. The four of them collected enough wood boards in half an hour.

Gillian stared at a pile of wooden boards and hugged her arms and said, "There is wood in this underground river, and it's still a matter of time. Where did so many wooden boards come from?"

Everyone was confused, but they wanted to leave the dark place, so they didn't care. However, when Gillian asked the question, everyone started discussing it.

Hu Zi dug his nostrils and said, "It's not a strategic material stored in ancient times, right?"

The big poker spat and said, "Which military strategist has a brain problem? Strategic material storage board?"

Hu Zi stammered his neck and said, "Hundreds of years ago, the Yanshan Mountains were full of waterways. If there was water, ships would be built. Of course, this wooden board was considered strategic materials!"

The two of them quarreled and pulled Bai Fengjiu, who was silent.

Bai Fengjiu said: "This is a coffin board."

"Coffin board?!"

Six pairs of eyes looked at the wooden board under his feet, one meter long and thirty centimeters wide, and it was definitely not suitable to make a boat board, and it was pine wood, so it was definitely a coffin board.

Everyone had disgust and disgust on their faces. Although they were disgusted with these coffin boards, it was not the time to be petty. It didn't matter to escape.

The work of rafting was handed over to the big trumpet. He skillfully arranged the wooden boards and tied them with a hiking rope.

Dalaba proudly said: "I was in the South China Sea and tied knots with the local Yuxia University. The wisdom of the working people is infinite. This method of binding can be cut with a knife, and even if it encounters twelve-level storms."

An hour later, a simple raft was born. Bai Fengjiu wrapped four oars, and then everyone pushed the raft into the water and went up to try the buoyancy.

The big horn raised the oar and said, "Detective!"
Chapter completed!
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