Zhao Yingjun and I have not lurked on the lake shore for the time being, and want to understand all the situations before we talk. The equipment obtained by the Russians here is actually quite comprehensive and advanced, but due to the environment, the salvage speed is very slow.
After we observed it for about ten minutes, the raft that had been wandering near the narrow waterway between the two lakes began to approach the shore. Two old men with big shoulders and round waists grabbed a tied man and threw it onto the raft.
"What are they doing?" I took the binoculars and took a few glances. I vaguely discovered that the man who was thrown on the raft was a Chinese, and judging from his clothes, he was the same as several villagers outside.
The raft was rowed back to its original position, and the villager was tied with a rope. When he was close to the connecting waterway, he was thrown into the water. The villager tried his best to resist, but it was of no use. The Russian on the raft died.
He was led by a rope and swam back and forth in the water.
"Do you think they are fishing?" Zhao Yingjun took a look through the binoculars and turned to me.
I nodded. This was so cruel. The Russians used this villager as bait and didn't know what they wanted to lure out of the water.
"They are probably fishing for something that looks like eyes." Zhao Yingjun said: "Or, in other words, they are trapping."
This underground lake is probably the native place of those eye-like things. If the Russians want to send people into the water to salvage things, they will inevitably be attacked. They use living people as bait to attract those kind of things and feed them to the frogs who enter the water.
People create opportunities. When I think about the dense "eyes" on the belly of the villager before, I feel sick, and at the same time I feel very contemptuous and angry towards these old fools.
"I thought about it, there are only two possibilities for there being so much blood-patterned pottery in this place." Zhao Yingjun stared at the Russians working on the water and said to me: "Although there are different opinions on blood-patterned pottery in historical records, in general
There are only two uses. First, a large-scale sacrifice may have been performed here, and second, a relatively important figure was buried here."
"Tomb?" I asked hesitantly, "Has anyone built a tomb underwater?"
"Feng shui is not my strong point. I don't know whether this place is suitable for burying people. But think about it, this underground lake might not have accumulated water two thousand years ago." Zhao Yingjun rubbed his hands back and forth and said, "Quite.
It’s interesting. Try to find a way to go there and see what those old guys are salvaging.”
"What do you think?" I looked at Zhao Yingjun: "They have diving equipment and scuba, what should we use to get into the water?"
"It doesn't matter, they have scuba and we have lungs. They are both used for breathing anyway. There is not much difference." Zhao Yingjun said confidently.
Zhao Yingjun and I continued to wait. In fact, we were waiting for a suitable opportunity, but there were so many Russians on the lakeshore. I didn’t know when this opportunity would come. After the two of us lurked for more than half an hour, the
The villager who was used as bait was already dying and was thrown to the shore. Maybe they were afraid that the eye-like things in his body would cause trouble, so two people immediately picked him up and walked outside.
All of a sudden, we didn't dare to move anymore and waited patiently until the two people came back. When they just arrived at the lake shore, people on the raft responsible for the main salvage task on the water started shouting, and it seemed that they had appeared.
What happened? Another raft immediately approached them, and people on the shore also tried their best to gather around the place closest to the water.
We couldn't hear what they were shouting, but soon, four or five frogmen with diving equipment all entered the water, and their diving lights could be seen glowing dimly under the water. Some simple tools were constantly being sent
About ten minutes after we got underwater, three frogmen climbed onto the raft first. When the last frogman surfaced, he was holding something in his hand. The thing was not big, so I couldn't see clearly what it was.
This little thing immediately aroused everyone's excitement. The frogman holding the thing was pulled into the raft and rowed to the shore.
Just when they had rowed four or five meters out, the stable raft suddenly began to shake violently. It was like the way the raft was bumping with the wind and waves after encountering a huge wind and wave. I felt strange.
The underground lake can almost be regarded as a pool of stagnant water, and it is impossible to generate waves even one centimeter high.
As soon as the raft started shaking, it couldn't stop. It became more and more violent, which made the people on the raft yell and scream. They looked at the water around the raft in horror, and some even crossed themselves on their chests. When this happened
After the shaking occurred for about a minute, I finally saw that there seemed to be something underneath the raft. It was something underneath the raft that was shaking.
If it were truly a living thing, it would be at least two to three meters in size. It is impossible for such a huge creature to appear in a simple ecosystem like an underground lake.
Wow...
Just as I was speculating, the raft, which was shaking to the extreme, was suddenly overturned, and everyone fell into the water at the same time. At this moment, an even stranger thing happened. The equipment on the frogmen had not yet been removed.
Even if they fell into the water, they would not be in any danger, but this was not the case. The people who fell into the water, including several frogmen, were struggling desperately, constantly afraid of hitting the water, and screamed one after another.
"What's in the water!" I blurted out and asked Zhao Yingjun. Although I was not the one who fell into the water, the scene in the middle of the lake made me feel nervous. I have always believed that water is more dangerous than land.
"Don't you see?" Zhao Yingjun said: "Several frogmen are constantly sinking, floating, and sinking again. As divers, this situation should not happen. It can only mean that there is something underwater.
Pull them."
"Something is pulling them..." When I heard this, my scalp felt numb, as if someone said that there was an unclean thing behind me.
"Do you believe in ghosts?" Zhao Yingjun took off his telescope and asked me as if he was very serious.
This question was asked too suddenly, and the jump was too big, and I didn't react.
"Actually, if a piece of blood-patterned pottery with such a strong yin and hostility is stored at home, it will cause chaos, let alone so many of them here?" Zhao Yingjun looked at those people with a slightly shuddering look on his face.
Green said: "It would be strange if something didn't happen."
"No way." I quickly retorted to him, because I would rather believe that the thing was caused by other reasons than to connect it with something. That kind of thing I have never seen and never want to do in my life.
What I saw: "It must have been more than a day since they salvaged the blood-patterned pottery. Why didn't something happen before?"
"That's because they haven't touched the taboos under the water before. Once they touch..." Zhao Yingjun wiped his face and gestured to me: "It's like if you touch a big girl, if you touch her hair,
People may tolerate it and ignore you, and they may ignore you if you touch their arm, but if you really touch someone in a place you shouldn’t touch, they will slap you hard if they can’t help it anymore.”
"Are you saying that what the frogman just fished out from the bottom of the water is taboo?"
"Probably, I'm just guessing, it may not be accurate."
At this point in the conversation between the two of us, those who fell into the water were completely out of control. Some of them sank into the water and never came up again. The people on the shore were in a panic and were trying to rescue their main target.
, that's the frogman who brought out the stuff, because the stuff was still in his hand.
But there is only a stretch of water across it, which is an untouchable chasm. Especially after that situation, people on the shore dare not go into the water casually. They tie things to ropes and throw them towards the place where they fell into the water, hoping that people will catch them.
The rope was then dragged back to the shore. Others hurriedly put on unused diving equipment. The two jumped into the water from the shore at the same time and swam towards the place where the accident occurred.
"Our opportunity has come!" Zhao Yingjun seemed very happy when he saw the chaos below. He straightened up and looked like he was going to take advantage of the situation: "Let's go, I will find a way to get into the water and give the frogman what he has in his hands."
bring here."
"You're crazy!" I stopped him quickly. The Russians gathered on one side of the lake shore. If you were braver, you could indeed run to the lake shore opposite them, but even the frogmen had sunk into the water. How could Zhao Yingjun do this?
Use your own lungs to dive and grab things?
"Don't worry, Lao Maozi doesn't know how to deal with blood-patterned pottery. I'm not afraid. You don't have to go into the water, just meet me on the shore."
Without any explanation, he pulled me away. This man was really brave. The more dangerous it was, the more excited he seemed to be. The two of us followed another very difficult road and went around to where the Russians gathered.
On the opposite side, we are separated by at least thirty meters of lake. Moreover, their attention is focused on rescuing people. As long as we don't do anything outrageous, we should not be discovered.
When we came to the shore of the lake, all the people, including the several frogmen who had entered the water one after another, had completely disappeared on the water. Only the two overturned rafts were left, half-sinking and rising in the water.
The Russians on the opposite side of the lake first looked at the water and were quiet for a while, and then began to discuss quickly. They didn't know why they had a dispute, and they started arguing loudly and the mood was quite intense.
"I don't know how deep it is here. Let's go into the water first and have a look. Just wait here and don't move." Zhao Yingjun told me, "If I am really discovered, I will lead them elsewhere."
"You're taking too many risks! This won't work!"
"It's okay." Zhao Yingjun grinned and said, "Wealth can be found in danger."
He took a deep breath and ignored my obstruction. The moment he was about to enter the water, he turned around and came back, handed me a ball of something and said, "Wrap this thing around your wrist and be sure to hold it."
After saying this, he entered the water quietly. The water quality of this guy must be very good, but the situation in this underground lake cannot be dealt with by good water quality. I looked at the place where he disappeared and stared blankly for a long time.
When I came back to my senses, I lowered my head and looked at the thing he gave me. It seemed to be a piece of dark-colored cloth, riddled with holes and completely torn. I thought to myself that he had gone too far, but then I thought about it,
He wouldn't joke with me at such a critical moment, so I followed his instructions and wrapped the rag around my wrist.