北京养生会所

Plunger

In front of the scenic gorge eighteen miles long, but no car can take only a wet while the narrow stone road, next to the rushing Golden Whip after another around the wound extends to the depths of the canyon.  Looking at the top five luggage bag resting on the ground, we have difficulty with the.You see me, I see you.With the strength of our physique, how can it have to move back eighteen years to finish.  Several executive pole man wandering around in the crowd, one of which came toward us.They are Maili Qi pick feet.  ”How much?”We asked the man.  Man counted the number of pieces of luggage, he said: “All add up to ten.”We all froze for two seconds.To our surprise, we have less money too embarrassed to call.  Luggage and finally down to the shoulders of that man.That guy body is not strong, slightly thin, wearing a pair of plastic sandals without feet Pakistan.Stone road slippery, we will have to go in with some regret wildly behind him.  While away, stone road in front of the change to the other side, whereby the bridge: between three log resting on the two sides of the river, the log dilute the wide slit in the following stream header growl turned over the whitewater.We carefully cross the bridge to foot Tasikmalaya ho, the more convinced that man pick a heavy baggage over this bridge really is not easy.  We asked the man: “Do you want to knock off?”The man smiled and shook his head.Said: “But, you should enjoy yourself,” he said, pointing next to Xiuba Kiwi pinnacle, “You can go look at yourself like.”We think the previous mileage and their own physical strength, think it is to reduce energy consumption as well extra, then smiled and brush his good intentions.  And I went for a while.I began to feel weak errands.As the valley quiet and cool, no sweat the head, the body is not hot, than when the stomach may feel hungry, thirsty.  In some large rock one, we decided to stop and get something to eat.I opened the bag carrying the food, come up with two boxes of drinks, to a box that man, and gave him a bread.Companion handed two pieces of cake.That guy took little note of thanks will be something to eat down.I think he must be hungry for more.Today really lose him, we really can not do anything else these baggage.  Then I saw parked at the foot of a cliff ride slider.Plunger lift two straight looking at the past, tourists, looking for business.Is the first time I saw really slider, previously only seen in movies.Eat man introduced me: “That slider forty yuan a ride.”After what we continued on our way.Not far away, we see a few take the slider parked next to the rock, and some people are sitting up.I said to the fellow: “Baggage is the thing, everyone has physical size, carry fixed asked people to carry pay compensation, which is passable.May own no disease no disaster has legs do not go, someone else to carry the body but also, what it!All people!”Peer said:” Is Well.”Ahead and cross the bridge.Stone path and I turned back to the original shore.The bridge is one pier standing in the torrent of water rush down.When the bridge I can not help but think: certainly more difficult to bridge slider.  Walk, walk, suddenly sounded heavy cloud shortness feet behind ho sound, accompanied by rough breathing.I looked back, a ride over the slider.I Mangwang Road edge so that, by the way also stare at a person sitting on the slider that: a tall young man tilted his legs.When the slider grazed from me, I clearly heard the young man’s fingers tapping on a leisurely arm of the chair, his mouth still urge the slider lift, “Quick, quick!”.  Suddenly there was a flame coming out from the bottom of my heart.I looked back on a bamboo chair and cursed: “young dignitaries lift, not that a little filthy lucre, want a new landlord!”” Stop, stop!”Slider to upload sound.Slider stop, rest on the ground.The young man go down.He looked at me.  I also looked at him.  very quiet.In addition to the sound emitted from the valley stream in confrontation pinnacle.  This is to break the silence of the two man lift slider They ask me rather crossly: “how do you yellow le our business!”