Eight in the evening, when the night is dark and the wind is not high.
Guan Lang stopped at the familiar river bank.
The river in front of me rushed past, and I waited for a while.
Soon a dark red shadow emerged from the water.
Coming.
He patted Haitang's head and jumped lightly into the black river water.
He had taken off his clothes and hid them in the grass not far away. Now he was only wearing swimming trunks.
The cold river water soaks into the skin, refreshing it.
"Let's go, show me."
He dived into the water with a grunt, and Haitang's two-meter-long body swam nimbly beside him.
Guan Lang waved to it.
When it swam in front of me, I gently sat on its smooth back, holding its tentacles with both hands like a horse's reins.
Haitang didn't object to him sitting on the back of her fish, and soon understood and continued swimming underwater.
The underwater world was dim, and Guan Lang, who was sitting on the crabapple, moved quickly with a waterproof flashlight in his hand.
I can barely see my surroundings clearly.
Small turbid particles floated and fluttered in the radiating beam, and from time to time a few small fish would jump by.
Begonia swims very fast in the water.
I don’t know if fish have any territory, but the fish nearby are afraid of it like a tiger.
Speaking of which, he didn't seem to see any particularly big fish. He didn't know if there were any or if they were all eaten by crabapples.
The bright beam of light from the flashlight shone everywhere.
Although it is only a tributary, the channel of Han River is very wide.
As far as he knows, the average width of the river in this section of the river basin near Tiannan exceeds one kilometer.
For those who swim in it, the sense of scale is really not much different from that of the ocean.
Suddenly, a foreign object flashed past under the beam of his flashlight.
He couldn't see clearly because the distance the flashlight beam extended in the water was too limited.
That is to say, his eyes are different from ordinary people, and he can capture the outline of stars reflected from a very far distance.
He tapped Haitang's forehead lightly with his palm, signaling it to stop.
Then he guided it to turn around and swim toward the foreign object that had just disappeared in a flash.
With the comprehensive improvement of his physical fitness and the water affinity talent he obtained last time, he now has enough energy stored in his body at one time to be able to stay underwater for more than ten minutes.
It's more than enough to do anything. If you really can't, just swim up and get some air.
As Begonia swam, the outline of the foreign object became clearer and clearer, and also grew larger.
When they swam closer, they discovered it was a sunken ship.
Well, nothing new, an expected shipwreck.
After all, it can be seen with the naked eye, and the only artificial objects on the river bottom are boats.
But it was different from what he expected. This ship was extraordinarily big.
Guan Lang asked Haitang to circle around the sunken ship several times and carefully observed the sunken ship.
It lies under the soft river bed, with a body length of about forty meters, a deck width of seven or eight meters, and a hull depth of more than three meters.
And based on the long strips on the decks at the front and rear that look like artillery pieces, it is speculated that this may be a shallow-water gunboat.
The triangular mast on the deck had been broken and fell into the soil of the river bed. In addition to the mast and the naval gun, there was also a conspicuous thick and long chimney.
On the surface of this ship, various dark green mosses have completely covered it, and occasionally there are a few underwater plants growing on the wooden boards of the ship's hull.
The traces of time have transformed this murderous ship into an interesting underwater fortress landscape.
There is a section at the stern, through which the internal structure of the hull can be vaguely seen.
Perhaps because of its age, the structure inside has become perforated and rotted.
Guan Lang was still a little curious about shipwrecks and battleships from the last century.
It's just a pure curiosity. I've never seen this thing before, and I want to go in and explore it.
He forced Haitang to take him along and swim into the huge crack at the stern of the ship.
As Haitang entered, there were several rapid creaking sounds and the sound of water flowing from the ship's planks.
Guan Lang shined a flashlight and shined a light on it.
It's not a ghost of a shipwreck, just a few fish living in the hull of the ship escaping in panic.
Their arrival disrupted their peaceful home.
The space inside the hull is still relatively narrow.
There were no corpses inside as he had initially feared.
It may be that the wooden structure was washed away by the strong current when it sank, causing the remains of the victims inside to drift away with the current and sink to the bottom of the river.
The entire ship was in tatters, and various rotten holes could be seen everywhere on the planks. The only thing that was strong was probably the huge cylinder under the chimney.
He wandered around inside, and during this period he let Haitang take him up to the surface of the river to breathe.
I didn't find anything particularly interesting or precious.
A few rusty knives and a small locked box that was not opened.
Probably many items have rotted and disappeared without a trace after being soaked in water for too long.
He was still a little excited with the few trophies he found.
He had no idea of the value of these items and had no intention of selling them.
The reason why I am excited is because of the strange desire to hunt for treasure and the mentality of a gambler in my heart.
The fun of treasure hunting is not the same as buying things.
There is an unknown joy, maybe there is some big treasure locked in the box.
As long as it is not opened, it may be a priceless treasure.
After he surfaced, he hurried home and put the sunken items he found in the warehouse in the yard.
He also knew that sudden exposure to the air might cause some damage to these items that had been soaked in water for many years, but he had no other solution for the time being.
Moreover, he actually didn't attach much importance to these items.
Firstly, he is not short of money now, and most likely he will not be short of money in the future. Whether it is worth the money or whether it will reduce the value is not important to him.
Secondly, the things he found are estimated to be only tens or hundreds of years old, and they are not precious cultural relics. It is difficult to think of them being valuable.
After putting away the found shipwreck items, he did not rush to inquire about their relevant information or open the boxes to check the items inside. Instead, he quickly returned to the riverside.
Haitang is waiting for him at the old place.
The shipwreck just now was not something it wanted to take Guan Lang to see, it was just something Guan Lang accidentally discovered on the way.
He jumped into the water and skillfully rode on Haitang's back, his body traveling rapidly underwater.
His upper body was pressed against the crabapple, his hands grasping its tentacles to maintain balance, and his feet stepping on the bulges of its belly scales on both sides, as if he were riding a horse underwater.
This kind of treasure hunt with an unknown purpose is quite interesting to do once in a while.
I don’t know what Haitang took him to see?
Could it be another sunken ship? He thought to himself, but quickly rejected the idea that came to him.
Haitang didn't seem to be very interested in such man-made objects. If it was just a sunken ship, he probably wouldn't be worried about urging him to go there.