This kind of water flow change is very large, and you can feel it without deliberately experiencing it.

I didn't know what was going on in the drainage hole, but I could clearly feel that the water was dropping rapidly, and in a few seconds, the water level in the drainage hole was halfway down. It's enough to get my head out of the water.

Although the water level has dropped halfway, it is still flowing, albeit much slower than before.

I poked my head out and took a few breaths, looked forward, saw nothing, and it was pitch black. Except for the water and mud, you can't feel anything else. I touched my waist with my hand and found that the flashlight had fallen at some point.

The drop in the water level has given me the benefit of at least giving me room to breathe and not having to worry about the length of the drainage hole. But it also caused me relatively trouble, and without the strong current, I could only crawl forward on my own body, which slowed down my travel speed considerably.

After climbing a few meters forward, I noticed that the water level was dropping more and more, and this kind of terrible Cheng dù made me feel very uneasy.

I stopped and touched the area of the drain with my hand, which was still the same size as it had been when I had come in. When I noticed that the size of the drainage hole had not changed, I immediately realized what was causing it. Because this phenomenon is so obvious, I have to think that someone is blocking the water inlet, otherwise the water level would not have dropped so quickly.

As soon as I thought of someone blocking the water inlet, I immediately thought of the old prostitute, because there was only the old prostitute behind me, so I quickly turned back to the dark place and shouted: "Old prostitute, old prostitute......"

I shouted seven or eight times in a row, but I didn't hear the old prostitute answer. I was suddenly anxious in my heart, and my heart said, shouldn't the old prostitute make some high-spirited moves and use herself to block the drainage hole?

But after thinking about it carefully, I think it's unlikely, this guy is not an ordinary greedy for money and life, and it is impossible for him to do such a thing, unless, I was immediately shocked when I thought of it.

Unless the old prostitute knows that she can't do it, she will use her body to block the entrance to the drainage hole. When I think of this, I think of the screams of pain when the old prostitute stands at the entrance of the cave. I thought, could it be that the old prostitute already knew that she couldn't do it at that time?

Thinking of the old prostitute, I stopped crawling forward, and looked back all the way back, hoping that he would appear in front of my eyes. Despite the darkness in front of me, I looked behind me until I noticed that the dirt above my head was starting to fall down, and then I continued to crawl forward.

After all, as the water level drops, the soil on the drainage hole begins to have no pressure from the water flow, and it may collapse at any time, so what I have to do now is to climb out as soon as possible.

I crawled forward again before I noticed that the water was starting to turn, and I reached forward and touched a wall, which was earth, like an old city house. The water didn't break down the wall, but stuck to the wall to the left in front of me.

When I felt that it was a wall, I hesitated a little and wanted to push the wet wall with my hand to see if I could make a hole. I thought to myself, as long as there are walls, it proves that this is the ancient city below.

I didn't know, as soon as I exerted my strength with both hands, I felt that my feet were touched by something, and I was suddenly excited, and quickly put my feet forward. After all, I didn't know what touched me, so I didn't dare to do anything else.

As soon as my feet moved, I heard a sound in the water behind me, and it seemed that I also scared the thing, and then I heard someone ask, "Little Seven?" ”

As soon as I heard that it was an old prostitute, I hurriedly answered and said, "Old prostitute, you are fucking alive." I laughed as I spoke, and the sour feeling I had just now disappeared in an instant.

"My god, you can't fucking speak, what do you mean I'm still alive, Lao Tzu himself has never died."

Hearing the voice of the old prostitute, I was extremely happy, and the feeling of joy in my heart was indescribable. At the same time, I was also a little worried, and asked the old prostitute behind me, "Old prostitute, how is your leg?" Yan zhòng no? ”

"It's okay, I can't die, hurry up."

As soon as I heard the old prostitute urging me to hurry up, I hurriedly pushed the wall twice with my hand, and after feeling that I couldn't push it, I began to crawl along the water, and after climbing more than ten meters, I felt that my body was slipping, and the whole person was like lying on the slide, and began to slide down.

Although I could feel that the slope of this sliding was not very large, I couldn't control my speed, there was mud all around, and there was nothing that could help me slow down.

As I swiped down, I was worried because I could clearly feel the old prostitute sliding behind me. My concern wasn't that he was going to hit me, but that if he was going to knock me away if I was in front of him when it was time not to slide.

I was worried when I heard a snap, and the whole person slapped on the ground at once. Although there is some water on the ground, it is not much, and it is only ten centimeters deep.

When I slapped it on the ground, although my whole body hurt, I knew very well that there was an old prostitute behind me, and I thought, I have to get up, but I can't be hit by this guy. If this is smashed by him, it will not be good, and the will be smashed out.

In a hurry, I couldn't care about the pain all over my body, so I hurriedly rolled on the spot. I had barely gotten out two laps when I heard a pop, and then there was a splash of water, mud and water splashing my face.

Then I saw a flashlight, very faint. When the flashlight got closer, I saw that it was a scar.

Scar saw that I was fine, and didn't pay attention to me, but dragged the old prostitute who was patting the ground and didn't move aside, and then came to help me and asked, "How is it?" You okay. ”

"It's okay" by the light of his flashlight, I looked around, this is a still intact house, the top cover is not damaged, after a few glances, I found that there is no Ma Daha in the house, and quickly asked: "Do you see Ma Daha?" ”

"He's fine, he's outside." After saying that, Scar slapped the old prostitute's face a few times.

When I looked at the old prostitute, she might have been a little blinded, confused, and although her eyes were open, she was in a trance. Look at him like a mud monkey, covered in mud all over his body, and he has a rope in his hand.

At this moment Madahar came in from outside the house, but his clothes were clean, as if they had just been washed, but they were a little wet. When he saw me and the old prostitute, he smiled and said to me, "Uncle Seven, you have been fooled." ”

After I heard him say this, I immediately felt inexplicable, and hurriedly asked, "What did I fool?" ”

"You better ask him, this matter has nothing to do with me, it's all his attention." Ma Daha pointed to the old prostitute and said to me.

I glanced at the old prostitute, who was still confused, and thought, what's the situation? Could it be that the old prostitute is really fucking hiding something from me?

But at this moment, I was not worried that the old prostitute would hide something from me, but I was more worried about his legs, so I quickly moved my muscles and bones, and then got up and walked towards the old prostitute. When I got in front of him, I just pulled his trouser leg up to see his leg.

Before looking at his legs, I was mentally prepared to imagine the insects burrowing into the flesh. But who would have thought that when I saw the old prostitute's legs, it was completely different from what I thought, there was nothing on his legs except heavy leg hair, let alone a bug, and there was not even a trace of an insect bite.

After watching the old prostitute, I also took a look at my legs, but there was nothing, and I pressed it a few times with my hand, but I didn't feel uncomfortable.

I immediately understood why Madahar said I had been fooled. At the same time, I also thought of a key factor, and found that I was really 261. I thought to myself, why did the Murong family use women to raise those insects instead of men? Maybe only a woman's bones can allow that kind of bug to lodge.

When I think about it, I think that's really the case, at least I didn't see a single male corpse there, so I had the idea that only a woman's corpse could raise that kind of bug.

After the old prostitute sobered up, I couldn't wait to ask the truth. He didn't expect that the worm would only burrow into a woman's bones, and of course I had only thought of it, and I didn't have time to think about that situation at the time.

It turned out that before we entered the drainage hole, after the water flow changed, when I looked back at the insects, the old prostitute signaled to Ma Daha and asked him to look at the eyes. As for the old prostitute's screams, they were all faked, but in fact, there were no insects biting his legs.

He was giving me a warning of danger, forcing me to choose to flee through the drainage hole instead of standing there hesitating. As for the danger in the drainage hole, he also thought about it, he was also afraid that the drainage hole would be too long and there would be no oxygen in it, so he chose to enter the drainage hole last, and after he entered the drainage hole, he folded a backpack into two to block the hole entrance, hoping to block a certain flow of water, obviously this, he did. The backpack blocked at the entrance of the cave did block the flow of water, and although there was still water flowing, it was already insignificant. And the old prostitute also tied the rest of the backpack with a rope.

The old prostitute said that when the water flow changed, he thought that Scar had gone out of the drainage hole, so the water flow would suddenly become faster. If he hadn't noticed that Scar was out, he wouldn't have thought of venturing through the drainage hole. However, I was hesitating at the time, and time did not allow us to discuss any more, so he set up a bureau with Ma Dahar, which made me feel a sense of crisis and passively chose to escape from the drainage hole.

Also, instead of tying all the backpacks together, he made a tandem with rope so that we could pull the backpack over as long as we pulled the rope here. However, the old prostitute explained that he didn't expect that there was a bend in the drainage hole that was at a right angle, that is, the wall, so to pull the backpack, you had to go up along the rope, and after the backpack was dragged to the wall, someone needed to turn the backpack sideways, otherwise it would be easy to get stuck in the wall by dragging the backpack from here.

A few of us didn't dare to rest, and hurriedly began to pull our backpacks. After all, the drainage hole is washed out by water, and it may collapse at any time, so I dare not delay.

This time Scar volunteered, he climbed up the rope and went to the wall to move the backpack on it, and me, Ma Daha, and the old prostitute were responsible for pulling the rope underneath.

The backpack was quite smooth, but it was only three that were dragged back, not four. The old prostitute said that he deliberately did this at that time, so he tied three of them, leaving one to block the hole, and he didn't know who the missing backpack was.

After the backpack was dragged down, Scar and Mardal told us that there was water outside and we could wash it. As soon as my wife and I heard that there was water outside, we hurriedly followed out, after all, it was very uncomfortable to be covered in mud.

When I walked out with my wife, there were dozens of water tanks outside the house, all of which were old-fashioned feng shui tanks.