The Lushan area is geologically a very young crustal plate, with more geological activities, so it is rich in geothermal resources. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Poyang Lake is a siltation lake formed because of the confluence of multiple water systems into the Yangtze River, the lake itself is constantly changing, in the pre-Qin period, the lake area is not large, in the Han Dynasty, the ruins of Xiaoyang City are still in the center of the lake now, indicating that the Poyang Lake at that time was very narrow and long. The great expansion of the area of Poyang Lake was actually in the Tang and Song dynasties, and the water surface area was the largest during the Northern Song Dynasty. However, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, due to the changes in the course of the Yangtze River and the prosperity of the handicraft industry, the water consumption increased greatly, and the water surface of Poyang Lake gradually shrank.

Therefore, the bottom of Poyang Lake should be similar to the surrounding geological conditions, and there will also be geothermal hot springs, and under the action of pressure, geothermal hot springs are likely to gush out of the weak crust at the bottom of the lake, forming a geothermal river at the bottom of the lake. This geothermal river is constantly changing, because it is affected by the amount of water flowing into the upper river, so will there be a completely different ecological environment in this geothermal river than in the lake?

In short, what I want to know is whether there are freshwater luminescent organisms in higher temperature environments, such as the freshwater luminescent jellyfish that Zeng Qian mentioned earlier, which are unlikely to appear in Poyang Lake.

After listening to my thoughts, Zeng Qian didn't speak for a long time, and was silent for a long time, she told me that she would go to check the information immediately, and she would contact her as soon as there was a result, and hung up the phone after speaking. I am still relieved of Zeng Qian's efficiency, and what I have to do now is to look for more clues that we have ignored before.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Lao Chen and Director Guo came to the guest house together and told us that Mr. Huang had been contacted, and we would go to him now.

In a teahouse in Lao Cai, we met Mr. Huang. This teahouse is built next to a clear stream, with white walls and green tiles, and wooden lattice and heavy eaves. The opposite bank is lush with trees, and in the distance is the Lushan Mountain with a light fog and a slight cage, and there are no pedestrians on the small street, which is a very quiet place.

Mr. Huang is in his early sixties, energetic and tough. He shook hands with us warmly, and it was evident that he had been a long-time shipwright, with dark skin and strong hands covered with calluses.

Mr. Huang had already understood our intentions before, politely poured tea for a few of us, took out cigarettes, and gave us a salute. I started talking slowly.

In '85, Lao Huang was still an employee of the county transportation company, and the ship he worked on was a 3,000-ton barge. On the day of the accident, it was the hottest time of summer, and Lao Huang, who had been on the ship for nearly 30 years, had never encountered such a difficult summer in his memory, and he was in the engine room for less than ten minutes, and his clothes were as if he had been fished out of the water.

When the ship crossed the Jiujiang River, it was already night, but thinking that it would be home in another hour or two, Lao Huang was still very happy, so he came to the deck to blow the wind, look at the night view, and smoke a cigarette by the way.

At that time, it was the season when the water rose in Poyang Lake, and the lake was calm, but except for the light on his boat, it was pitch black, and he didn't even know where the lights on the familiar shoreline had gone. Normally, even at night, there are always some waterfowl flying in the lake, but today somehow, not a single one can be seen. And the humid and stuffy air is like a wall, making people breathless.

Lao Huang listened sideways, and in the endless darkness, there was only the roar of the engine on his ship, and there was no sound at all, as if there were no other ships in the surrounding miles. At this time, it is the peak season of Poyang Lake water transportation, porcelain, tea, cloth, coal, even if the ship is at night, it should not stop shuttling, this is not yet nine o'clock, why can't you even see the shadow of the boat?

Lao Huang threw away his cigarette and hurried into the cockpit. He always felt that his heart was heavy, he had walked on Poyang Lake for many boats, and the surroundings had never been as strange as tonight, as if something was about to happen. The captain was asleep on the table, and the two crew members were also sleepy and chatting. Lao Huang raised his eyes and looked at the clock in the cockpit, it was not more than nine o'clock as he imagined, and the hands of the clock had pointed to half past eleven. Looking at the dashboard again, Lao Huang's head buzzed, and the compass was beating rhythmically, as if someone had taken a magnet and dangled it next to the dashboard.

The two crew members also noticed the abnormality, and asked in a panic: "Lao Huang, why is it past eleven o'clock, where are we here?" "Don't ask so much, Zhuzi, you go down quickly, let the engine stop first." After Lao Huang finished speaking, he hurriedly came out of the cockpit and climbed to the top of the cockpit from the spiral ladder next to him.

On the roof of the cockpit, driving a searchlight, Lao Huang unscrewed the searchlight switch, and a dazzling pillar of light shot straight out. At normal night, this searchlight can shine a kilometer or two away on the surface of the water, but today, the pillar of light is already blurred at a distance of four or five hundred meters, as if there is a thick layer of fog there, swallowing up the light.

At midnight in summer, with a temperature of thirty-four or five degrees, Lao Huang didn't believe that the water would fog up, and he had never encountered it. But it didn't seem to be fog, and even in the middle of the night, the fog was translucent, light gray. The fog was as black as ink, darker than the color of the lake.

By this time, the roar of the ship's engines had stopped, and there was a dead silence around, not even the sound of the lake lapping against the ship's side, everything seemed to be still, deadly still.

Lao Huang hurriedly turned the searchlight and shone it in other directions, only then did he realize that his ship had been surrounded by the black fog, and the boat was parked in a circle with a diameter of one kilometer. He has been on the water for 30 years, and has never encountered this situation, he suddenly remembered that an old boatman told him that in the area of Poyang Lake Lao Ye Temple and Luoxingdun, there will be ghost boats since ancient times, and many boats have sailed into the fog and can no longer get around, which is a sign that angered the lake god and the lake god wanted to collect the boat.

A chill rushed from the soles of Lao Huang's feet to the top of his head, and he hurriedly shouted below, "Pillar, reverse, reverse"

Before the barge's engine started, Lao Huang suddenly found that the water surface began to center on the boat, slowly forming a huge whirlpool, and the barge seemed to be grasped by an invisible huge palm, and it also began to slowly rotate sideways.

At this time, Lao Huang suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a lot of huge bubbles coming out of the bottom of the lake, each of which was the size of a basin, and when it floated to the surface of the water, it would explode with a bang. A pungent fishy smell turned up, more disgusting than the dead fish and rotten shrimp that had been exposed to the sun for a few days, making Lao Huang dizzy for a while, and his legs were weak as if he had no bones, and he collapsed on the roof of the boat.

Immediately after, the surface of the water suddenly brightened, as if several huge pillars of light were shining upwards from underwater. Lao Huang held his breath and tried to keep himself calm, and he saw that countless small balls of light glowing with a faint silver-white light kept rising from under the water, the small ones were the size of a ping-pong ball, and the big ones were as big as the mouth of a bowl, densely packed, gathering more and more.

The speed of the huge whirlpool gradually increased, and the ball of light seemed to be pulled by the whirlpool, and began to converge under his barge, and before long, it was already crowded into no gap, and it was completely connected, full of three times the size of the barge, and more points of light were converging here.

This kind of scene has never been seen in Lao Huang's life, it is incomparably magnificent and mysterious, the light under the boat has pierced people's eyes, and the whole boat is illuminated as if it is translucent, and it seems to be slowly melting. But what is strange to Lao Huang is that the engine of the barge has not started again, and there is no sound at all in the cabin under his feet, could it be that the crew below have fainted?

Lao Huang tried to stand up, but then he heard a huge whine from under the water, like a low horn, and like the roar of some giant beast, which was terrifying. Immediately afterwards, the hull of the barge also began to rattle with metal twisting, and the cracking of steel beams, like an awl, piercing Lao Huang's eardrums and shaking his heart.

The speed of the whirlpool began to increase, and the whole barge began to spin with it, and Lao Huang was unsteady on his feet, but he still clung to the lampstand of the searchlight, and the light pillar of the searchlight kept shaking wildly in the night. In the chaos, Lao Huang suddenly found that the black fog that was originally a few hundred meters away was already close to the barge, and now he could see clearly that it was not black fog at all, but a wall of water more than ten meters high. If viewed from the air, the barge was originally in a huge and stationary whirlpool, and everyone did not know it.

There was no time for Lao Huang to think, he tried his best to untie the lifebuoy hanging on the side of the ship, put it on himself, and after an earth-shattering loud noise, the hull of the barge was broken into two, and the huge wall of water also covered the sky. What's even more terrifying is that above the barge, a strong wind suddenly rose, and a water dragon soared into the air around the whirlpool, straight into the sky. Lao Huang knew that it was a waterspout that formed.

Lao Huang knew in his heart that if he was involved in the whirlpool with the barge, he would definitely die, and he would jump ship earlier, and maybe there would be a chance to swim out. Having made up his mind, Lao Huang got up as straight as he could, and jumped into the water when the barge's hull was erected.

The moment he fell into the water, Lao Huang found that he was still in the whirlpool, revolving around the center of the whirlpool at a rapid speed, and around him were countless glowing points of light, which were rapidly attached to the barge, including the cargo that capsized from the barge, and was soon covered by bright and dazzling light.

(The blind are good at hearing, and the deaf are good at seeing.) One source of absolute profit, ten times the teacher. Three times day and night, 10,000 times with the teacher. The heart is born in things, dies in things, and the opportunity lies in the eye. Heaven is blessed without grace and great grace. --"Yin Fu Sutra") (To be continued.) )