Eight in the evening, when the night is dark and the wind is not high.

Guan Lang stopped on the familiar riverside.

The river in front of him rushed by, and he waited a little.

Soon a crimson shadow floated from the water.

Here it comes.

He patted Begonia's head and jumped lightly into the black black river.

The clothes on his body had been taken off and hidden in the grass not far away, and now he was wearing only a pair of swimming trunks.

The cool river water soaks the skin and is refreshing.

"Let's go, show me. ”

He grunted and dived into the water, and Begonia's two-meter-long body swam nimbly beside him.

Guan Lang beckoned to it.

When it swam in front of it, it sat gently on its smooth back, and its tentacles were grasped with both hands as if they were holding the reins of a horse.

Begonia was not disgusted with him sitting on the back of his fish, and soon he would be aware and continue to swim underwater.

The underwater world was bleak, and Guan Lang, who was sitting on a begonia, moved rapidly, holding a waterproof flashlight in his hand.

I can barely see the environment around me.

Small, cloudy particles float and float in radial beams, and from time to time a few small fish will jump by.

Begonias swim fast in the water.

I don't know if the fish have any territory, anyway, the nearby fish are afraid of it like a tiger.

Speaking of which, he didn't seem to have seen much of the fish in the eyes, and he didn't know if he didn't have them, or if he was eaten up by the begonias.

Bright beams of light from the flashlight shone in all directions.

Although it is only a tributary, the river channel of Hanshui is very open.

As far as he knows, the average width of the river in this section of the river near Tiannan is more than a kilometer.

For the people who swim in it, it is really not much different from the ocean in terms of scale perception.

Suddenly, a foreign object flashed under the beam of the flashlight he projected.

He didn't see much clearly, because the distance that the flashlight beam could reach in the water was too limited.

That is, his eyes are different from ordinary people, so that he can catch such a silhouette of stars reflected from a great distance.

His palm tapped lightly on Begonia's head a few times, signaling it to stop.

Then he guided it to turn around and swim away from the fleeting foreign object.

The comprehensive improvement of his physical fitness and the talent of water attribute affinity he obtained last time made his current body be able to stay underwater for more than ten minutes with the amount of qi stored at one time.

It's more than enough to do anything, but you can't just swim up for ventilation.

As the begonia swam, the outline of the foreign object became clearer and larger.

When they got closer, they found it a shipwreck.

Well, nothing new, an expected shipwreck.

After all, it can be seen by the naked eye, and at the bottom of the river, there are basically only boats.

It's just that unlike what he expected, the ship is extraordinarily large.

Guan Lang let Haitang circle around the wreck a few times and take a closer look at the wreck.

It lies under the soft riverbed, with a body length of about 40 meters, a deck width of 7 or 8 meters, and a hull depth of more than 3 meters.

And based on the long strips of suspected artillery on the front and rear decks of it, it was guessed that it might be a shallow gunboat.

The triangular mast on the deck had broken off and fallen into the riverbed soil, and in addition to the mast and naval guns, there was a conspicuous thick chimney.

The surface of the ship was completely covered with dark green mosses, and occasionally a few underwater plants grew on the planks of the hull.

The traces of time have transformed this supposedly murderous ship into an interesting underwater fortress landscape.

It has a section at the stern of the ship, through which the internal structure of the hull can be faintly seen.

Perhaps because it is too old, the structures inside have been perforated and rotted.

Guan Lang is still a little curious about the shipwreck, and it is a battleship of the last century.

It's just a pure curiosity, I've never seen this thing, and I want to go in and find out.

He drove Begonia and led him into it along the huge crack in the stern of the ship.

As the begonias entered, there were several rapid crunching sounds and the sound of water flowing from the ship's board.

Guan Lang shined a flashlight on it.

It's not a shipwreck ghost, it's just a few fish living in the hull of the ship fleeing in disarray.

Their arrival shattered their peaceful home.

The space in the hull is still relatively narrow.

There were no skeletons inside that he had feared at first.

It may be that the wooden structure was washed away by the strong current when it sank, causing the remains of the victims to drift down the current and sink to the bottom of the river.

The whole ship was in tatters, with rotting boreholes in the planks everywhere, and the only thing that stood firm was probably the huge cylinders under the chimney.

He walked around inside, and during this time, he also asked Begonia to take him up to the surface of the river to change his breath.

I didn't find anything particularly interesting or valuable.

A couple of rusty knives, a small, unlocked box that hasn't been opened.

Probably a lot of items have been soaked in water for too long, and they have rotted and disappeared without a trace.

He was still a little excited about the few trophies he had found.

He didn't know the value of these things, and he didn't have any thoughts of selling them.

The reason for the excitement is also a strange desire to explore treasures and the psychology of gamblers in my heart.

The fun of treasure hunting is not the same as shopping for something.

There is a kind of unknown joy, maybe there is a big treasure locked in the box.

As long as it's not opened, it's probably priceless.

Surfacing, he hurried home and put the shipwreck items he found in the warehouse in the yard.

He also knew that he might be suddenly exposed to the air, and that there might be some damage to these items that had been soaked in water for years, but he couldn't do anything else for a while.

Moreover, he actually didn't pay much attention to these items in his heart.

First, he is not short of money now, and most likely will not be short in the future, it doesn't matter to him whether it is worth it or not, whether it will reduce its value.

The second is that the things he found are estimated to be dozens or hundreds of years old, and they are not precious cultural relics, and it is difficult to value them.

After putting away the found shipwreck items, he did not rush to check their relevant information or open the box to check the contents, but quickly returned to the river.

Begonia is waiting for him in the old place.

The shipwreck just now was not something it wanted to take Guan Lang to see, but Guan Lang himself stumbled upon it on the way.

He jumped into the water, expertly rode on the back of a begonia, and his body raced underwater.

His upper body is attached to the begonia, his hands grasp its tentacles to maintain balance, and his feet are on the protrusions of the fish's belly scales on both sides of it, as if he were riding a horse underwater.

This kind of treasure hunt with an unknown purpose is quite interesting to come back once in a while.

I don't know what Begonia took him to see?

Could it be another shipwreck?" he pondered, but quickly dismissed the idea of his own popping up.

Begonia doesn't seem to be much interested in such a man-made object, and if it was just a shipwreck, he shouldn't be worried about urging him to go.

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