Uncle Li looked suddenly enlightened, patted the back of his head and said, "Oops, oops, why didn't I think of it?" ”

"It's just a conjecture, so I'm going to go into the water again and see if it's confirmed." I said.

That night, Uncle Li and I drank a little wine, and then sat quietly until the clock passed twelve o'clock. After twelve o'clock, Uncle Li and I picked up the prepared tools and tiptoed to the pond that was dug deep and wide.

At this time, all the lights around have been extinguished, and people have fallen asleep.

Like my hometown, most of them are paddy fields, with mountains behind the paddy fields, ponds in the middle, and big roads and small ridges. For fear of attracting the attention of the night people, we didn't even turn on the flashlight. In the hazy night, the road under our feet had only a white outline, and walking on it fluttered and flickering, and there was a feeling of stepping on cotton. On both sides of the road there are sparse trees, and there are unknown insects chirping on the ridges.

All this is very similar to the situation when I went to hunt ghosts with my grandfather more than ten years ago, and I suddenly had a sense of time and space, as if I was still young at this time, and I was still in the night of ghost hunting with my grandfather.

"Hey, it's here. You put on your wetsuit. "Uncle Li woke me up from my imagination. We've arrived at our destination.

Whoa......

Whoa......

It is the sound of a slight ripple of water.

There was not a hint of wind at this time, but the pond was rippling and sparkling.

Uncle Li looked at me with puzzled eyes. I looked at him with the same look.

But I soon understood that the water fluctuations came from the bottom. Although there was no wind and no people, it was not calm underneath. This confirms my prediction from the side.

"Water zombies are down there." I whispered.

Uncle Li still couldn't help but worry: "Does your talisman really work?" ”

I snapped it and said, "It works." Rest assured. ”

Because the pond was deeper and wider than before, Uncle Li added an oxygen cylinder to his wetsuit. This drastically increases the weight of the wetsuit. I laboriously put on my bulky wetsuit, and then slowly sank into the water with the help of Uncle Li.

Uncle Li tied a nylon rope to the back of his wetsuit. He was afraid that something would happen to me underwater, so he could pull the nylon rope to help me surface as soon as possible.

I don't think that nylon rope has any meaning. Water ghosts are infinitely powerful underwater, and although water zombies are not water ghosts, they also have unimaginable powers, and if something goes wrong, how can a mere nylon rope pull me out of the water? I'm afraid it will also affect the people on the shore.

Grandpa used to say that if you fall into the water and encounter a water ghost, don't struggle hard, there is no hope. Only by pretending to be obedient, following it to the depths, and then suddenly exerting force by surprise can it be possible to break free.

Therefore, Uncle Li's nylon rope can only play a counterproductive role.

In order to reassure him as much as possible, I had to hide these words and let him grasp the nylon rope that had no point of hope.

Once my head was in the water, I turned on the waterproof flashlight and swam towards the bottom of the center. Because of the buoyancy of the water, the wetsuit on my body doesn't feel so heavy. This little change has made me feel a lot more relieved.

When he was still at Uncle Li's house, Uncle Li was worried that the water in the pond was muddy and he couldn't see clearly when he turned on the flashlight.

I say that this concern is completely unnecessary.

Because I know that the more evil the pond, the clearer the water.

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