Poking with a hand shovel is our latest invention of the underwater "gold stone" method, while stabbing while pumping sand, not only can speed up the speed of sand pumping, but also whether there is something to poke you know.

However, when I went down with this shovel, it was not the usual sense of reality, and it was like a thin layer of sand. The other end of the shovel, like air or water, can be stirred freely.

I'm surprised, you say there's water underneath, how can the sediment not sink? If it's air underneath, that's outrageous.

But I didn't think too much about it, I just knew what it was at a glance, so I just pulled out the shovel, which is really a practice that I regret!

In an instant, the layer of sediment cracked like a punctured balloon, and it was really a hollow in front of it, but at the same time, the water seemed to lose the support of this layer of sediment and poured into it.

What the is going on! When my mind was in a muddy, the water was already rushing down with me, and I realized the danger and hurriedly grabbed the brick crack in the wall of the well with my hand to stabilize my position.

I know that it is impossible to swim up against the current in this kind of current, so I can only wait here, or when the time comes, the people above will find that something is wrong and start dragging me, and I will use my strength to go up; Or, you can only wait for the current to slow down.

After holding on for a while, I gradually felt that my hands were sore, and it was getting worse and worse. This movement is that the two hands support the weight, and with the momentum of the water, I don't know how long I can hold on.

I became more and more anxious, I didn't expect to encounter this situation, Lao Zhao taught us diving, and I didn't teach what to do when this kind of thing happened, I was very afraid that I would be swept down by this current, where did I go, and could I come back alive?

In desperation, I thought of pulling the rope, maybe looking at the safety rope from above noticed the strangeness of the rope, and it would save me.

Without further ado, I tried to loosen my right hand slightly, but fortunately, although the current was very strong, I should still be able to hold on for more than ten seconds. I hurriedly put my right hand behind me to look for the life-saving rope, but it swayed from side to side in the current, and it was very difficult to grasp, and I touched my right hand several times, but it didn't hold on.

I withdrew my hand to relieve the pressure on my left hand, trying to clear my "drunk" and chaotic mind, otherwise it would be difficult to escape.

I calmed down a little and realized, isn't the rope just around my waist? As the saying goes, if you can't touch the vine, you can touch the vine from the melon.

Thinking of this, I immediately switched to my left hand, reached to my waist, and successfully touched the metal buckle of the safety rope, I was happy now, and touched it up, but it backfired, because I am not left-handed, and my left hand is not particularly flexible. I reached for the rope, but it was too late, it was washed away by the current, and it appeared and disappeared in the murky water.

I knew that it was basically impossible to grasp it at this time, so I could only try to grasp the crack of the brick with two hands, and the person pressed against the wall of the well to reduce the resistance, waiting for the water flow to become smaller.

I was more anxious than just now, and I scolded myself for not being angry, this time the situation is worse than just now, just now I honestly waited for rescue, and I wouldn't be in a desperate situation like now.

I don't know what the situation is up there, and what the reaction will be if they pull the rope up and find that the person is gone.

When I looked up, I couldn't see anything in the muddy water, and with the speed of the current, I couldn't see anything. I tried to climb up, but as soon as I bent my arms hard, I felt that I was about to be carried down by the current, and I quickly returned to the state of straight arms, and did not dare to move rashly.

After waiting for a long time, my arms were so numb that I couldn't hold on, but the flow didn't mean to slow down. I looked back at my rope and didn't see it for a few seconds, could it be that it had been pulled up? I have renewed hope that this empty rope will come down to save me!

I woke up and told myself not to give up, maybe hold on a little longer, and the people who saved me would come.

It wasn't until my arms shook in pain that another light source appeared above my head, and I knew that someone must have come to save me. I was so happy, I was so happy that I almost cried, and after a while, even for a few seconds, I didn't know if I could hold on.

At this time, I saw a webbed foot like me stretched out, well, this guy is actually coming down, I can't care so much, seeing that it is close to me, I stretched out my hand to grab it.

However, the drunkenness of the water and the soreness of my muscles made me scratch this handful. Because of the force, my own body leaned back uncontrollably, and the water hit me directly on my face and body, and I couldn't hold it with one hand, so I lost control in an instant, and was swept down by the current.

I scratched it with my hands, and if I could catch a gap at this time, I would do my best to grasp it, but unfortunately I didn't have such an opportunity.

Only then did I feel that the speed of the water was so fast, I couldn't see anything around me clearly, and my body was constantly changing postures, and I couldn't control it at all. Suddenly, my head hit something in front of me, and I almost fainted with a sharp pain, and I visibly felt my eyes fill with tears.

Again, I don't know what happened to my thigh again, from muscle pain to bones, and the whole leg almost lost sensation.

Before I could reach my legs, I saw something in the water approaching my face at a rapid pace, and I couldn't dodge it, only to feel a wave of dizziness, and I lost consciousness completely.

When I was always conscious again, I just felt a splitting headache and the sky was dark. I felt like I was lying on the ground instead of being in the water.

I'm not dead, it looks like I'm not dead...... I kept reminding myself of it.

When I woke up a little more, I only felt that there was no pain in my body, and some muscles were shaking constantly, and I was not under my control at all.

I thought, why am I lying on the ground? Am I saved?

I almost forced myself to open my eyes, enduring the sharp pain and blur, and I could only see that it was pitch black before, and there was no light at all. I simply didn't have the strength to speak, I didn't have the strength to get up. Even if you don't know what the situation is, you can't afford to fight. At least I was out of danger for a while, I closed my eyes and fell asleep immediately.

When I woke up, I almost forgot what had just happened, and I didn't realize my situation until the pain hit me.

I tried to roll over, and the place where I was lying must have been a piece of dirt, and it felt right. When I opened my eyes, it was still pitch black and I couldn't see anything. I raised my hand, which was already shaking wildly in pain, and shook it very close in front of me, and I could still see it, which at least meant that I was not blind in both eyes.

I knew I had a lot of injuries, but my whole body was in pain, and I didn't know where to start, so I just left it alone.

After lying down for a while, I tried to sit up on my own, but my hands were unable to exert any strength, and finally I forced myself to sit up with my waist. I took the wrist of my right hand with my left hand, and touched the oil lamp with my right hand, and suddenly there was another pain, and my trembling fingers must have been cut by something, and now I knew that the oil lamp had broken in the impact just now.

I listened intently, and it was surprisingly quiet, and there was no sound of water running, only the sound of my own breathing. I really wanted to shout, but I felt that my mouth hurt a lot, so I didn't move my mouth, anyway, if someone came to look for me, first, there should be light, and second, they would shout, I don't have to waste my efforts.

My eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and I could barely see the outline of what was around me. But the surrounding places are still not visible. Am I underground? The current must have washed me here, but what about the water?

My mind was full of questions, and I struggled to stand up against the stone next to me, and for the first time I felt like a structure that was about to fall apart. I tried my leg and it didn't have any broken bones or anything like that, or if there was, it wasn't particularly serious, and at least I could walk. But where can I go? It's like a place where the heavens and the earth are not spiritual, but that being said, I can't sit and die.

I untied the oil lamp from my head and threw it aside, only to find that the oxygen tank behind me was gone for some time. I struggled to pull the wetsuit off my body, and I felt a lot more relaxed, but I also felt that I was covered in scars and slippery blood in many places.

After taking off my wetsuit, I tried to slowly move forward in this strange place, and the reason why I said it was strange, I felt more and more that something was wrong, whether it was hearing, sight, or feeling, but I couldn't say what was wrong.

I just managed to move two steps forward, and I was trying to look around, when suddenly my feet were empty. I didn't have time to react to the sudden change, and I had to lean forward from it, screaming out and saying to myself that this was the end.

But fortunately, this is not a cliff, just a very steep downhill, although it will not fall to death, but rolling down will cost me half my life.

But the strange thing is that my body is numb or what, but it doesn't hurt as much as it just now. Lying on the ground and resting for a while, I tried to get up on my knees, and used my two hands to support myself, just kneeling there for a while, I felt that I was not extremely tired and weak, but I was exhausted, but I still wanted to continue to move forward and find a way out.

"Ahh I shouted, and with the help of my voice, I finally got up from the ground.

But I didn't expect that this shout would actually attract a response.

From the darkness came a deafening voice: "Who is coming?"