Chapter 63: The Water Cave
Although it was only a few tens of seconds, it felt so slow at this time. When I counted to the forty-fifth, Meng Hu's shout came from inside the cave. Then, Meng Hu's wet feet were exposed, and then the whole person crawled out of the hole.
After coming out, Meng Hu took a few breaths, wiped the water on his head, and said to us: "There is a road inside!" Damn, straight to the Anyang River! "
When we heard that there was a way, we couldn't help but show joy. But this part of the water makes me sad. I had to do what I did last time, tie the rope around my waist, and then pull me ashore when they have come ashore. Meng Hu put on his clothes again, put his things in his bag and carried them, ready to enter the cave again.
Feng Laonong asked, "The hole is so small, can I still bring things?" Besides, how far is this from the river? I'm afraid it's not easy to move around in the water with something. "
Meng Hu heard Feng Laonong say this, patted his head, and then said, "Look at my memory, forget about it." Throw away the heavy guys, this hole can be drilled through with a backpack. Less than five meters into the river, it is only ten meters from the surface of the river at most, and when you get out of the hole, you will naturally float up. "
"And how far is this offshore? My brother doesn't know how to water, and I'm afraid he won't be able to hold his breath for so long. Feng Lao Nong pointed at me and said.
"It's not far, at most more than twenty meters, Brother Luo Jie can endure it for forty seconds, it's enough. Even if he can't go ashore, I'll make sure he'll be able to float on the river. Meng Hu said.
Hearing Meng Hu say this, my nervous heart calmed down a little. Everyone opened their backpacks and threw heavy objects on the ground. I took a few bites of the food I brought before throwing it. When Feng Laonong saw me like this, he laughed. I left only pistols, daggers, bullets in my backpack. All the rest was thrown away. They did the same thing, throwing away everything they could. Take off your absorbent clothes and throw them on the ground.
As I threw something, I remembered the scene of the last escape from the grave in Manzuka. At that time, he also threw everything away, and then got out of the underwater passage and returned to the shore. This time I met again, damn. It's really low.
Meng Hu tied one end of the rope around my waist and the other around his own wrist. After tying it up, I got into the hole first, and I got into it and followed him closely. Stealing the air twisted his face to look behind him, and the flames in the air were already the size of a water tank, and it was estimated that those basilisks were several meters long. I didn't dare to stay, and followed Meng Hu to crawl forward. After crawling for a while, when he came to the water's edge, Meng Hu had already gotten into the water and was nowhere to be seen. I took a big breath, closed my eyes and diveled in.
It is very uncomfortable to climb slowly in the water, and the ears are soaked in the water. The messy hair fluttered with the water, and the wound on the hand was faintly painful after this bubble. Not being able to open my eyes in the water made me very frightened, and I hurriedly crawled forward. After crawling more than a dozen times, I felt that my body suddenly became lighter, and the whole person floated up.
I knew it must have crawled out of a hole in the ground, and it was up to the river. But after a short time the body floated upward, it stopped. I tried to get out of the water with my hands and feet, but I was still in the water. When I was panicking, I felt the rope tighten around my waist, and my body floated towards it.
After a few seconds, I felt my head jerk and my eyes lit up. I opened my eyes and saw that it had surfaced. Meng Hu held the rope tightly in his hand, and his body swayed from side to side.
When Meng Hu saw that he was out of the water, he told me to change my breath. Then he leaned forward and swam towards the shore with one hand in the water. I heard a noise behind me, so I turned my face to look back, but my head was immersed in the water again, and I couldn't open my eyes, so I had to give up and let Meng Hu pull me ashore. After a while, I felt something under my feet to step on, so I stepped on my feet and tried to straighten my body. When I straightened up, I opened my eyes and found that I had reached the shore.
I hurriedly went ashore, wiped the water from my face, and looked back. I saw Feng Laonong and the four of them swimming towards us.
When they were all ashore, we sat down in the haystack on the shore and rested for a while. Yang Kexing looked at his watch, it was just past eleven o'clock in the morning. Meng Hu said that he couldn't go back to the village now, and the group was soaking wet, and if someone saw him like this, someone would definitely suspect him.
We had no choice but to take off our wet clothes and put them on the grass to dry. It's almost November, but it's noon and the sun is out well, so I don't feel cold. My hand was still aching, and I reached out to look at it, and found that the wound was cracked and the blood was slowly seeping out.
At this time, Feng Laonong pointed to the river and told us to look. We looked in the direction of the old farmer's finger, but saw more than a dozen people rolling in the water.