Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Liang Shiye was quite old and his legs were slow, so he climbed very carefully with each step, which is why he fell behind.

The old man has a certain resilience; he's over fifty years old. If someone else his age went through this ordeal, they'd probably collapse halfway through their journey.

Despite stumbling and getting injured along the way, he never stopped moving forward.

Although we're climbing a bit slowly right now, we haven't fallen behind.

Liang Shiye gritted his teeth and desperately tried to keep up with Su Li's pace, climbing until he was covered in sweat.

Sweat dripped into his eyes, blurring his vision. Liang Shiye had to stop climbing in a place where it was easy to find a foothold and wipe the sweat from his face with his sleeve.

"Tick tock..."

Something dripped onto his head, and Liang Shiye, who was wiping the sweat from his face, subconsciously touched it.

"what!!!!"

The sudden fright caused Liang Shiye to slip. The strength of his one-handed grip on the branch was insufficient to support his entire body weight, and the old man instantly fell downwards...

"Fuck!"

Su Li was in front of Master Liang when she heard his exclamation and quickly turned around, just in time to see the old man perform a free fall for her.

His hands moved faster than his brain. Before he could even react, the vines in his hands had already wrapped Liang Shiye into a green rice dumpling, hanging between the branches and swaying like a Christmas tree ornament.

Accompanying vines: Don't ask, it's just something I did on a whim, after all, I've wrapped so many 'zongzi' (rice dumplings).

Hearing the commotion below, Wu Xie stopped and turned around, but all he could see was Su Li's ponytail swaying below. He couldn't see anything else, so he could only ask.

"Ah Li, what's wrong?"

"It's alright, let's go up first and talk about it later."

Su Li replied, and the accompanying vines used their innate ability to climb up and down Di Xiu's body, giving the old man a direct ride.

Green vines, topped with human-shaped rice dumplings wrapped around their heads, climbed upwards, twining around the trunk of the bronze tree, maintaining a similar pace of progress as Su Li.

As Zuli climbed onto the tree-branch platform, she also helped the old man up.

Liang Shiye originally thought he was going to fall down and be smashed into a meat pie, becoming a meal for those monster monkeys.

Suddenly everything went black, and I was enveloped by something. Then I just kept drifting around, not knowing what was happening.

Suddenly, I felt myself being gently placed on the ground, and the darkness in front of me receded. When I opened my eyes, I saw Su Li squatting in front of me.

Xiao Lizi really likes to squat next to people's heads to look at them. Is it because this angle is more frightening?

Anyway, Liang Shiye's already terrified heart skipped a few more beats...

"Young Master Li?? What's this?"

Liang Shiye was still a little confused. Had he just dreamt of falling down?

"Hey~ Lao Liang, I saved your life again!"

Upon hearing this, Master Liang realized that he hadn't been dreaming; he had really fallen. This young master had once again pulled him out of the clutches of the King of Hell.

"Thank you, thank you, Master Li. I owe my life to you."

Master Liang knew that anything he said now would be meaningless; he only wanted to serve Wu Xie and Su Li faithfully in the future.

"Old Liang, what happened to you just now? Did you slip and fall?" Wu Xie asked, having roughly figured out what had happened as he watched Su Li pull Liang Shiye out of the vines.

"No, no, it's..."

"Old Wu, come here quickly."

Before Master Liang could answer, Lao Yang was already calling for help; judging from his tone, something was wrong.

Putting aside the question of how Master Liang had tripped, the three of them headed towards the location where Lao Yang had made his voice.

"Oh..."

"Wow……"

"hiss……"

The three of them saw what was in front of them through the light shone by Lao Yang, and at the same time made different noises.

However, although the sounds are different, they represent roughly the same thing, differing only in the degree of fright.

A 'human'-like thing appeared in front of them. This bloody mess still retained the outline of a human, but it was limp and stuck on a tree branch, as if it had no bones.

Bright red blood dripped down, but even more flowed down the thundercloud patterns on the tree trunk.

Wu Xie looked at the red marks on Liang Shiye's head that were running down his face with the sweat. It turned out that the old man had been injured by the blood that suddenly fell from his head.

"Yes, it's Old Tai!"

Liang Shiye identified the unidentified object by its familiar clothing style—it was Uncle Tai, whom he hadn't seen since he rushed down the waterfall.

"Wow! The bones in this thing must be completely shattered!"

Su Li looked at Uncle Tai, who was limp and looked no different from tattered rags hanging on a branch, and sighed in a very ignorant manner.

I've never seen anything like this before.

This person must have fallen from at least a hundred meters above us, otherwise they wouldn't be in such a state.

It must have been constantly hitting these bronze branches during its fall, until it got stuck on this branch and stopped falling further.

At this moment, only a pair of bulging eyes could be clearly seen on that bloodied and mangled face. In those unfocused eyes, there seemed to be lingering pain and terror.

A large portion of the blood was gushing from his mouth, and the blood was mixed with small pieces of flesh, which were his shattered internal organs.

Several parts of the clothing were pierced from the inside, exposing the sharp, blood-stained cut surfaces of fresh, white bone.

When Liang Shiye saw Tai Shu's miserable state, his legs went weak with fright.

He was just a hair's breadth away from looking just like that old guy.

Oh right, he was still scared by this old guy; he was planning to take him away with him.

"Brother Lao Yang, tell me the truth, how far is it from here? The way Old Tai fell doesn't look like it could have happened from a short distance. He must have come down from a height of at least a hundred meters." Master Liang asked Lao Yang.

Lao Yang shook his head.

"I really don't know. Who would measure this? Last time I came, I was just focused on climbing up."

As Lao Yang spoke, he looked up at the densely packed branches overhead.

"If we go fast, it would take at least a day to climb."

When Liang Shiye heard Lao Yang's words, his face, which didn't have many wrinkles, looked like it was wearing a mask of pain.

Good heavens, if even a strong young man has to climb all day, then the old man...

Suddenly, I felt like the road ahead was completely dark.

Ignoring the blow his words dealt to Master Liang, Lao Yang went forward to examine Uncle Tai's body.

Most people probably have the habit of tightening their backpack straps before taking action. Look at how badly Uncle Tai fell, yet his backpack still stubbornly stayed with him.

Hmm... Thumbs up for this good habit.

I'd also like to give this backpack a thumbs up for its quality.

What brand is it? I'd like to buy it...

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