Escape from the mountainside
He was blindfolded and taken to a certain place.
He could vaguely hear voices outside, but he couldn't make out what they were saying.
I felt like I was being kicked and rolled twice on the ground.
Right now, my whole body is screaming one word—pain.
After an unknown amount of time, he was picked up again and thrown into another car.
This time, Mo Yang felt as if he had been stuffed into a storage box filled with frozen goods.
The cold touch of frozen food all around made me shiver, and I couldn't even sneeze.
With his mouth tightly stuffed, Mo Yang was shivering from the cold and curled up into a ball.
However, there wasn't much space for him to move around, and the smell emanating from the frozen objects around him was so pungent and unpleasant that Mo Yang fainted several times along the way.
I could vaguely hear the voices of strangers outside.
Mo Yang tried to struggle, but his body was already frozen stiff, and his struggles were not enough to make the entire storage box shake.
Finally, the voices stopped. Mo Yang was once again plunged into an endless sense of loss.
When the young boy woke up, he didn't know where he was.
But the quiet surroundings gave his racing heart a moment of respite.
He exerted some force, but his hands were tied behind his back, so tightly that he had no chance to break free.
What should we do?
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. Although he wasn't completely flustered, the fact that his body was restrained made him fall into deep thought.
At this moment, how can he extricate himself from danger and successfully escape?
He remembered that there seemed to be such a move in the military strategy book that Song Yize had made him study.
First, he needs to ensure that his surroundings are safe, and then he tries to use external forces in the environment to help him break free.
Mo Yang subconsciously swayed his whole body, making a little noise.
Then immediately stop and listen to your surroundings.
He discovered that the sounds he made did not attract any external attention.
This gave him a lot of motivation to prepare for his escape.
He used all his strength and rolled around a bit.
The outside world didn't feel like an indoor place to him; it felt more like a place with plants growing around him.
Mo Yang steeled himself and rolled downhill according to the slope he sensed.
The slope seemed to increase, causing Mo Yang to roll down with increasing acceleration, which made him lose his balance and control.
Whether due to friction from external forces or the sharpness of the branches of the plants outside, the bag that had trapped Mo Yang suddenly broke open, and Mo Yang was finally able to see the outside world.
Although his hands were still bound, Mo Yang used the strength of his legs to successfully break free from the bag.
Leaning against a tree, Mo Yang slowly stood up.
The sky was extremely gloomy, and all he could see in his field of vision were trees; he couldn't see anything else.
From this perspective, we can only wait until dawn to make other plans.
The rice market had already dropped to below zero temperature at night.
Although Mo Yang was wearing a coat, the cold wind still made the boy shiver.
He searched everywhere, hoping to find a place where he could break the bindings on his hands.
After walking around, he found a rock with sharp, angular edges.
I reached out and rubbed my hands together tentatively; it might have some effect.
Mo Yang patiently endured the cold wind and rubbed the stone back and forth again and again.
The feelings he received from the outside world were very clear and distinct.
He could clearly feel the binding force on his hands gradually disappearing.
In the final stage, he stopped dawdling, exerted some force, and the rope broke.
This can be considered a small success at this stage.
Mo Yang found a shady slope, a corner where he could hide from the wind, and crouched down inside.
It won't be long; he just needs to endure for 6 hours before a vehicle passes by.
At that time, his chances of being rescued will be greater.
He curled up into a ball to resist the invasion of the environment. Around dawn, Mo Yang felt particularly cold. Seeing some withered leaves on the ground, he gathered them up with his hands, making a small hill, and then huddled inside.
It still didn't work.
And so, after all the ups and downs, Mo Yang got through several hours.
As dawn approached, the wind gradually subsided, and Mo Yang, feeling his body stiffen, forced himself to stand up.
At first, he just stomped his feet. Later, as his energy returned, he began to move around the surrounding trees in small steps.
After running out of several groves of trees, Mo Yang saw what looked like human habitation in the distance, so he ran a little further out.
While running, I vaguely felt something trip me up.
Mo Yang turned around and saw that it was a black bag exactly the same as the one he had escaped with.
Mo Yang frantically tore at the bag until he opened a corner, revealing the face of the person inside. Only then could he resist hugging the person tightly.
At this moment, the person is as cold as an ice pack.
Holding him in my arms for a long time, I still couldn't feel a trace of warmth from him.
Mo Yang was terrified, afraid that the person he had taken care of for so long would leave him like this.
How come he didn't notice last night? If he had found her last night, he certainly wouldn't have allowed her to be alone in the cold wind for so long.
While holding this person, both hands were not idle.
He used all his strength to untie the rope binding the man's hands.
Every minute earlier she was freed from the pain of being bound by the rope.
It was torn apart wildly.
Looking at the red marks on her hands from the hemp rope, Mo Yang held her hand in his palm and gently stroked it, his movements extremely light, as if afraid that she would feel the slightest pain.
After holding him for a while, I felt that his body had calmed down a bit and wasn't so cold anymore.
Mo Yang's worries and fears finally found a place to rest.
As dawn broke, Mo Yang had rested for a long time.
During this time, he kept looking around and observing the terrain.
In the end, he gained nothing.
Logically speaking, if the robbers weren't backed by a powerful figure, they would never have gone to the trouble of leaving them so far away.
It should be in the nearby area.
He wasn't far from Chen Lili; if Song Yize were here, he would be in a similar area.
Mo Yang led Chen Lili to search around, looking for a path, until they had searched the entire surrounding area, at which point Mo Yang decided to give up.
This forest alone, coupled with a whole night of cold wind, is enough to break down a person's immune system.
No one can escape it.
certainly.
They are an exception.
At this point, Mo Yang had given up struggling and planned to take the girl wherever he could go.
Of course, it would be best if we could go out and explore.
We kept analyzing the terrain along the way, looking around as we went.
Although he had no hope of surviving, the boy still felt he had to use some of the geographical knowledge he had learned to make his life worthwhile.
One step, two steps, three steps...
I don't know how many steps I took, but I could see that I had walked quite a distance.
Looking up, we realized we were already quite a distance from the terrain we had just been in.
Mo Yang walked with his head down, not knowing how long he walked, until he saw what looked like a path under his feet.
Mo Yang looked carefully and confirmed it again. He was not seeing things; there really was a path beneath his feet.
Although his physical strength was no longer enough to support him to walk any further, a sudden surge of desire for victory enabled him to stand up again.
I slowly walked down the path step by step.
It's a good thing that they've found a way out.
The bad thing is, he seems to have gone in the wrong direction. This road doesn't lead to the elevated highway with its bustling crowds; instead, it looks more like a mountain path leading uphill.
However, it's always good to have a way out.
If there's a road, it means there are people; if there are people, there's a possibility of rescue.
Mo Yang stayed true to himself and kept going, which truly led him to a point where he encountered a possibility.
Not far ahead, I saw a person riding a tricycle coming towards me.
Mo Yang put the person behind him aside and waved his hands forcefully at the person. Finally, the person drove closer and stopped beside Mo Yang.
"Fellow villager, could you give us a ride? We got lost while hiking, and my girlfriend fainted. We need to get to the city hospital now."
"Oh dear, this is a big deal."
As he spoke, the man quickly helped the two people into the car.
The cyclist, who was initially moving slowly, was pedaling so fast that his feet were smoking, and he was going incredibly fast. In no time at all, he was in the city.
Seeing the familiar streets, Mo Yang didn't know what to feel.
Fortunately, the kidnapper was cunning and slippery; he abandoned them as soon as they left the city.
While feeling fortunate, I searched for a familiar route.
Mo Yang immediately led the man to a familiar place.
When they arrived at the sanatorium, it was already deserted.
Mo Yang thanked the man, and then heard him say, "You should have said it was here earlier. If you had come here, I wouldn't have brought you here. This place was burned to the ground yesterday. The hospital that was perfectly fine is gone just like that. It's the only one in the surrounding area. How about I call you a taxi and take you to another hospital?"
"No, thank you," Mo Yang said repeatedly. "My relatives live nearby. We can go find them. Thanks, folks. Come with us for a simple meal."
"Stop eating, stop eating! Saving lives is the priority. Let's get her to the hospital right away. Look at her, she's turned pale."
"Okay, thanks, fellow villager."
As he spoke, Mo Yang carried the person on his back again and headed towards the sanatorium.
When I got inside, there was no one there.
Seeing that there were still leftovers from the past few days, Mo Yang quickly opened a few bags to fill his stomach.
After settling the person in, he quickly ran out, borrowed a cell phone from someone, and made the call.
He saw this number on Song Yize's phone a few days ago and wrote it down.
A phone call was made, and the reply was, "Hello."
Both sides were both surprised and delighted.
Fan Siwen drove over, picked up the two, and headed to a secret hospital.
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