Yuncheng Mountain is lush with trees, and looking down from the mountaintop, one can see the ancient and quaint Bell and Drum Tower standing opposite like a painting of the ancient capital.
Fu Qingshu, who has a fear of heights, dared not look down, hesitatingly following behind the other two and urging repeatedly, "Sister Ling and Brother Fei have been waiting for such a long time, let's hurry down..."
No one responded.
Ye Wan peered over the edge of the mountaintop and waved at He Sichen and Fu Qingshu. Then, she grabbed the two prosthetic legs, pointed at her pant legs, and told the two, "I'm going down for a bit, you two hold onto these legs tightly. When I shout pull, you pull me up. Got it?"
???
Looking at the legs stuffed into their hands and then at Ye Wan, He Sichen and Fu Qingshu decisively shook their heads, "Don't understand."
Ye Wan pointed at the cliff below and then at herself, "Me, going down. You two, follow the command. Got it?"
He Sichen nodded.
