In front of him was a stone chamber that looked extremely closed, with large patches of sewage on the floor and walls, and only a faint glow emanating from the top of the head.

It seems that Little White Face and I were sucked here by the whirlpool, and I don't know what happened to the fat man.

The sturdy bronze bricks underfoot were covered with moss, and although they were in the sea, the corners of the walls seemed to be made of copper juice, and there were no signs of cracking.

The pain in my leg made me feel a little sober, and I couldn't help but lift the hem of my pants only to find a wound on my leg that resembled a rodent tooth mark, and bright red blood was flowing outward.

I turned to look at the little white face beside me, and my tone couldn't help but be much softer.

"What did you encounter in the water just now, why do you have to tie your safety rope to the coffin, even if it is for the sake of the third mirror, there is no need to seek death by yourself."

The little white face in front of him also seemed to realize that I had personally jumped into the Stygian Sea to save him, and his blue and white pupils couldn't help but reveal a little gratitude and respect.

In fact, I didn't need to say it on the first expedition, and the fat man and I probably figured out that this guy was definitely not a purebred American.

This fluent Chinese with a big nose accent looks like a mixed Chinese race.

"Gan... Mr. Gan, don't believe me when I say it, in fact, everything has been calm since I was hit in the water. ”

"Only when I reached out and touched the coffin from the bottom of the water, I felt like my ankle was grabbed and dragged back."

"I'm struggling desperately, plus your rescue has only picked up a life, how can I have time to tie a rope to the coffin."

I couldn't help but freeze in place when I heard what he said, and the little white face seemed to be afraid that I would suspect it, and instantly lifted the trouser leg of my left foot.

At that moment, I really saw an extremely striking five-finger palm print on his bare ankle skin, which seemed to be extremely powerful, and his skin was a little bruised.

"So someone deliberately put a rope on the coffin after you fell unconscious, so let's pull it out of the water."

For a moment, my mind was a little confused, and in the dim light, I couldn't see the expression of the little white face clearly.

The mood that had gradually subsided became complicated again.

"I doubt there will be water ghosts."

I turned my head to look at him, which made the already nervous little white face even more overwhelmed.

"What a water ghost."

"That's right, I saw the wound on your leg when I was exploring Southeast Asia, when my companion was dragged into a river by a water spirit."

"I've seen him have the same wounds on his body as yours."

The words of the little white face in front of me made me feel creepy, and in addition to this, I couldn't help but have a strong curiosity in my heart, as if I couldn't suppress it.

"And then, didn't you see what the water ghost looked like?"

The little white face shook his head at my question, and he told me that the water ghost is very powerful in the water, but no one has ever seen what that thing looks like.

Now the wound on my leg reminds him of a few years ago.

I got up and barely moved my limbs, thinking that I must not sit here and die, but I did not realize that the wound on my leg was small but painful.

I just wanted to stand up, but I almost fell to the ground.

"TM, I've experienced so many life and death tests, this time is probably the most wretched."

The sturdy and heavy walls look like they're forged in one piece, and they don't hide any secret doors or anything like that.

At the moment, all that remains at the entrance and exit is the passage where black water is dripping overhead, and there is no way out.

I measured the distance I could reach, and even if I let the little white face step on my back, it would only reach a height of two or three meters, and I was still half a meter away from the exit.

There was nothing to draw on around the area, and I couldn't help but wonder what this stone chamber was used for when the craftsmen built the tomb in the first place.

Could it be that there is providence in the underworld, and we should be trapped and die here.

I shook my head, this was clearly not my Ganzi's character.

I leaned down and beckoned the little white face to step on my back, a gesture that made him a little startled.

"Gan... Mr. Gan, your kindness is like a reinvention to me, how can I escape alone by stepping on your back. ”

"No, no, no..."

I looked at the frightened little white face in front of me, and my head shook like a rattle, and I couldn't help but feel a little funny.

I didn't expect this to be a principled American, and there was a world of difference compared to the amiable Ninth Uncle.

"I don't plan to hide it from you, the pain in my calf is unbearable, even if I can get out alive, it will be a burden, not to mention that there is only one exit here at the moment."

"If you can escape, call the fat man to come back and save me, I... I'm always thinking about our agreement, and I'm still thinking about it... There's that $10 million. ”

I gritted my teeth and smiled and explained to the little white face, hoping that he would be persuaded by me to try to escape, otherwise we would both be trapped here.

It wasn't until the words in my mouth that the wound on my calf hurt again, and I almost crushed my steel teeth before I forced myself to kneel on the ground.

"Okay, Mr. Gan, you must wait for me."

The little white face in front of me was moved to tears by my words, and then gently stepped on my back.

I didn't know how risky it was until his whole body weighed on me, and if I hadn't gritted my teeth and collapsed, more than one person would have been injured.

"Up!"

I screamed violently, and the green tendons on my forehead burst out, and I almost mobilized the strength of my whole body to stand up slowly, and then whether I could escape alive or not depended on the guy on my back.

The little white face also overcame the fear in his heart at this moment, but the distance of nearly half a meter above his head completely separated him like a moat.

I gritted my teeth and held on for a few more seconds, thinking that this time it seemed like the heavens were really going to kill us.

At this moment, I didn't expect the little white face above my head to vaguely hear any movement, this voice was strange, and finally I could hear it clearly from far to near.

"Whoa..."

The sound of a loud splash of water came from the exit overhead, and this time I finally knew why there was so much black water in the tomb.

There is also some understanding of the purpose of the construction of this tomb.

The fact that so much black water was to be stored in the ancient tomb must have involved a complex and sophisticated drainage system.

I don't know what this has to do with Feng Shui, but many of the Japanese military forts hidden underground work on the same principle.

It's just that this technology of using seawater tides to ventilate is obviously thousands of years earlier than modern times, and the wisdom of the ancients is sometimes really not to be underestimated.