Daomu Biji

These characters were carved very roughly and in ugly shapes, but they were extremely forceful and clear. The flashlight was scratched and deformed, which may be why it was always on and off.

The glass cover of the flashlight is covered with a thick layer of waterproof tape. The color is green. This is how the blue light comes from! I couldn't help cursing secretly, the fat man had taken my soul out of me, and even if a search team saw him, he would probably be scared to death.

The meaning of these words is very clear, it tells me that they are still alive, but need rescue, and the clue to find them is the siphon tide.

This kind of flashlight can last no more than ten hours at most, and it can still shine. The light is so bright that it won’t take long to be tied to the giant salamander. They must still be alive and well.

Fatty is really awesome! This giant salamander didn't appear until now. It was obvious that he had judged that I would enter the water at this time. However, this place is at least more than a thousand meters away from the place where they disappeared. How did they reach the underground without using oxygen bottles?

Forget it, I didn't want to think about it, I just felt that my whole body was clear and clear, and the vague stone finally sank. Once you know they are definitely alive, nothing else matters.

The most important thing now is to rescue people.

When I saw the siphon tide phenomenon on the shore before, I speculated that there might be an opening at the bottom of the lake connected to the underground river. Looking back now, the inference is correct, and the place where they were trapped was near the opening.

The fat man said to follow the current, but the siphon tide had not started yet. How could there be a current?

I threw away the flashlight and tried to feel the water flowing around me with my hands, but the cold lake water made my hands numb. I could feel rough things just fine, but I couldn't feel the water flow keenly, and based on visual inspection, the water flow was still.

After thinking about it again, I came up with a solution: grab a handful of sediments from the iron man and let them float in the water.

Under the light of the search light, the white suspended particles spread out. I watched carefully. They gradually calmed down in the water, and then, extremely slowly, began to move towards the well mouth.

really! There is a very, very slow flow of water going down the well.

Siphon tides still exist, but are too weak to be detected by the naked eye. Looking at the direction again, the oxygen pressure on the other side may be very low now, causing the water flow here to be sucked back there.

I looked at the oxygen meter. I still have some time. I only brought this set of oxygen equipment. If I can't find anyone this time, I may have to wait for Agui to bring other equipment in before I have a second chance, which is two to three days. Queen, I have to make sure they can last that many days.

If possible, over such a short distance, I'd like to be able to take them out in one go.

After estimating the time, after the oxygen meter reaches zero, the compressed air inside can still last for twenty minutes. As long as I limit the return trip to about ten minutes, I will have at least ten minutes left to explore.

Without further ado! I untied the oxygen bottle from my body, carried it with my hands and sank into the well first, then fell headlong.

The well was very narrow, but fortunately it was dug straight. As we went all the way down, looking at the altimeter, we saw that the oxygen pressure soon exceeded seven atmospheres, and the depth was almost ninety meters.

With my head down, the discomfort in my body reached its limit. I was so nervous that I didn't feel it before, but now I felt a little more relaxed. The nausea caused by the extremely suffocating pressure immediately began to overflow in my throat.

I must not vomit at this time. There was gas in the organs in my body. When I vomited, affected by the pressure, all the accumulated matter might rush into the trachea. I had to hold it back, using almost all my strength to pay attention. The force is transferred to the spot of the searchlight.

Soon after, the green bricks disappeared, revealing the veins of the rock. Apparently their project only reached this point, and the bottom was simply excavation. At this time, I began to feel something bad. I heard a strange sound coming from the depths of the well, and the water flow was getting faster and faster.

The more I listened, the more I felt something was wrong. It sounded like the sound of very fast water. I was about to stop and listen carefully when the oxygen bottle below was suddenly pulled by a force and began to shake.

I bit the respirator with my teeth and let the oxygen bottle hang on the breathing tube. It was already very difficult, but with this shaking, the respirator fell out of my mouth and sank deeper into the air.

I immediately rushed forward to grab it. Fortunately, I took safety precautions. There was a strap hanging around my neck, so I wanted to pull the strap to pull up the oxygen bottle. Unexpectedly, the oxygen bottle sank less than one meter and disappeared from my sight at an extremely fast speed.

At that moment, I saw the bottom of the well. It turned out that there was a water channel vertical to the well. The water flow in it was very fast, and the oxygen bottle was sucked away in one go. Just when I was about to curse, the strap of the oxygen tank to my neck was tightened first with such force that it almost broke my neck.

Seeing myself being dragged into the rapids, I gritted my teeth and tried to use the strength of my neck to pull out the oxygen bottle, but I only held on for a few seconds and realized it was impossible, and because the blood vessels in my neck were stuck. , the brain began to lose blood supply.

I cursed fat people in my heart, why didn’t I write this out? I wanted to untie the belt with one hand, but wouldn't I die if I did? At this time, I could hardly think anymore, so I simply relaxed my hands and feet, sank down, and followed the current first. Anyway, the fat man asked me to move along the siphon tide.

Before he could feel anything, he was pulled down by a huge force. Half a second later, he was dragged into the waterway, spinning and being carried away by the current. I tried to maintain my posture, but my shoulders kept bumping against the surroundings. Fortunately, the waterway itself was only two or three people wide, and it was hit by rapids all year round. It's very smooth, otherwise if there were any corners, the flesh would be torn apart by these two blows.

Coincidentally, the oxygen bottle was spinning in the water and moved to the side. After a slight delay, it collided with me. I was short of breath at this time and could hardly hold on, so I kept holding on to it no matter what.

I finally found the snake-like breathing tube in the turbulent water and quickly stuffed it back into my mouth. Before I even took a breath, I reached a steep downhill slope. I flipped over a few times, my head bouncing against the wall of the cave like a pinball machine, and I went down.

This fall immediately knocked me unconscious. I didn’t know what was going on for a long time. I just instinctively bit the respirator. I didn’t know how long I was carried forward. Suddenly I heard a loud noise and the oxygen in front of me The bottle hit something blocking the water channel.

I woke up and wanted to protect my head but didn't have time to react. Then I bumped into that thing with a muffled sound and was shattered. I am not as flexible as an oxygen tank. After a collision, I can only be held there by the water flow. Raise your hand and touch it. I found it was an iron fence. I turned around and touched it with all my strength. There was no gap.

Is this the destination? When I looked up, there was no path around. They were all extremely solid rock walls, leading to a dead end.

I didn't believe it, so I adjusted my posture and looked carefully with a searchlight. It was indeed not there.

Damn it! How strange! The fat man said that he could find them by following the siphon tide. Why is it a dead end now?

Thinking about it again, I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and felt terrible. Could it be that the fat man's location was in the middle of the waterway? I was knocked unconscious just now, have I missed it?

The speed just now was too fast. I didn't even think about looking around. Moreover, it was impossible to react so fast. In this case, I found some exit and went in immediately. Fortunately, I felt that I was being rushed down. It's not long. If the entrance is really in the passage, it shouldn't be far away.

This place is relatively spacious. I put an oxygen bottle on my back and started trying to walk back against the current and holding on to the rocks. But after taking only two steps, I realized that it was a bit fatal, the water flow was too fast! Even if there are places to hold on to, you have to use all your strength to move, not to mention that the rock wall is extremely slippery.

I tried all kinds of methods and angles, but all ended in failure. The most successful one was about ten steps away from the iron fence, but as soon as my foot slipped, I was immediately knocked back to the original shape and completely exhausted.

Being pressed by the water, I felt more and more something was wrong.

It may seem ordinary here, but it is definitely a desperate situation. I am trapped in a place without a cage. Why didn't Fatty write down these details?

If he really couldn't get out, he would kill him this time!

I looked at the oxygen meter and saw that the value could no longer be displayed. It was obvious that it might run out at any time. I was a little panicked, so I shook the iron railing vigorously to see if I could remove it and walk back, but I found that it was all made of iron slurry poured into the cracks of the rocks, making it extremely strong.

It was dark behind, and when the search light was shined, the water channel dropped sharply and the water flow became more rapid. Perhaps it was for this reason that iron railings were built here, to prevent people from being drawn into the narrower waterway.

I was really panicked for a moment, and I couldn't even hold on to the respirator. I took a deep breath and told myself to calm down.

In the past, I could always figure out a way out when I was trapped, because humans are creatures that can unleash great potential as long as they have a little hope. I started thinking quickly, and at the same time I kept looking and touching, trying to find a glimmer of inspiration.

At the beginning, I was full of confidence and thought that there was no sure path, but what made me despair was that this time was different from the past. Although it was an open environment, it was very simple. After touching it for a long time, I only confirmed it. There is no way I can defeat the current, nor can I tear down the iron railings.

Although I continued to think, a vague thought appeared in my mind: I can't escape this time!

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