Yang Muqing actually doesn't have to go into the water, there are many ways to know the underwater situation without going into the water.

But he sensed that Murong Cao was instinctively afraid of this waterhole, and the best way to break the fear was not to leave far away with her, but to jump in by himself and say, Hey, it's not scary at all.

Of course, this kind of hidden thought is said in an open and honest way, which is to "cut through the mess with a quick knife".

The fastest way to solve the dilemma is naturally to risk yourself and find out.

Just like Little Apple, the waterhole is a little penetrating, once you enter the pool, it is like entering another world, and there is even an illusion of entering the nether from the sun, looking back at the surface of the water, it is already a blur.

Yang Muqing's water nature is not bad, even if he doesn't use spells, holding his breath for three or five minutes is not a problem, but the strange thing is that the water molecules of this black Jiaotan seem to be several times heavier than ordinary water, he has already felt that his body is a little unbearable before he reaches the bottom of the pool, and the extremely dense deep pool water is like wrapping him in an extremely tight tights, making every cell in his body feel heavy.

The body sank involuntarily, as if some force was dragging his feet, and this force was not very strong, as if it was caused by some kind of inertia.

There are no water ghosts underwater, and there are no lonely ghosts who are unwilling to die.

It seems, like breaking into an enchantment.

I'm afraid that the bottom of the pond is really famous.

Yang Muqing pinched his breath and rushed to the bottom of the pool, because the momentum was too strong, his forehead almost hit the huge stone at the bottom of the pool.

Because he had adapted to the darkness of the deep water, and his eyes were different from ordinary people, the scene at the bottom of the pool was unobstructed.

The most conspicuous thing at the bottom of the pool is a spring with a black hole, which is as silent as an extinct volcanic crater.

In the open space near the spring, there is a row of thick wooden stakes, arranged in the shape of an irregular five-pointed star, and outside the stakes are tied at least two fingers thick iron chains, just wrapped in a circle, and the two form a pattern that looks a little strange and evil, and in the middle is placed five human-shaped wooden signs, pressed with a heavy stone, on which are written the names and birth dates.

Yang Muqing took a closer look and found that it was Xiao Apple who mentioned the dead Wang Qiang, Li Yuan, Zeng Zhilin, Tang Xiaowei, and her brother Jiang Quan.

This is a simple and crude killing formation, and there is nothing clever in itself, but this Black Jiaotan is an extremely cold place, if the things of the sacrificial array are sincere enough, it is really possible to involve some unknown force.

Judging from the current situation, this formation has not only been activated, but also has taken four fresh young lives.

Yang Muqing's good-looking eyebrows were furrowed together, and there was a trace of indignation and compassion in her eyes.

This is not a black Jiao, nor is it a revenge for unjust ghosts, but a man-made disaster.

The deceased was gone, and all he could do was draw a wooden sign in the shape of a human representing Jiang Quan, and then quickly return to the shore and explain to them everything he saw underwater.

But just as Yang Muqing was about to touch the humanoid wooden card, the originally silent spring not far away began to gurgle, and a transparent web continued to emerge from the spring like spider silk, silently approaching him.

Yang Muqing is such an alert person, although this transparent spider web did not reveal the killing intention, but it has already made him have a subconscious sense of crisis, he quickly pulled out the "Suixin" pinned to his waist, like an autumn wind sweeping, a beautiful backhand sword, slashing at the spider web intended to sneak attack.

The strange thing is that this "Suixin" does not say that the iron is like mud, but after injecting spiritual power, the sharpness is comparable to the sharp iron sword, and once it encounters an evil thing, it is even more invincible, but this cut is like piercing into a marshmallow, not only does it not break the danger, but the peach wood sword is also entangled in the cobwebs and can't struggle.

The entire cobwebs had all floated out of the spring, and each silk thread emitted a faint white fluorescence, surrounding Yang Muqing and wrapping around his body and limbs like vines, binding the spiritual power and strength of his body to his body, and completely forbidden to use it.

It's not some sneaky thing, it's an artifact - Jade Weaving!

"No, no, I can't be trapped here......"

Yang Muqing's mind was full of this thought, and he wanted to struggle upstream, but his body was completely different in command, and his consciousness gradually became unconscious.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm going to cause you trouble again......"

Yang Muqing silently said this in his heart before he completely lost consciousness and closed his eyes, still holding the wooden sign representing Jiang Quan tightly in his hand.

Like a cotton thread manipulated by an immortal, Yu Zhiluo was extremely dexterously wound Yang Muqing layer by layer, until Yang Muqing's body no longer showed a single gap, but stuck to the bottom of the pool like a huge silkworm cocoon.

There is residual vitality in the immortal weapon, and Yang Muqing will not suffocate to death immediately, but if the time drags on for too long, he will not be able to escape a dead word.

Then, a meridian-like blood-colored pipe drilled out from the spring, like a nurse pricking a needle, piercing into the silkworm cocoon wrapped in jade weaving, reaching Yang Muqing's heart, and just as it was about to pierce into the chest, a blue seal lit up between the two, resisting the attack of the blood-colored pipe.

The blood-colored pipe shrank back like an octopus's tentacles touching a red-hot iron plate.

There was a faint noise in the spring, not like a human voice, but not like an ordinary beast.

"Click!"

The blue seal had cracked a big gap because it had just fended off the blow.

If an external crisis comes, how many times can it be resisted?

Yang Muqing's side is in dire straits, Murong Cao naturally can't know about it, but he still doesn't see a figure coming up for half an hour, and he doesn't even respond to his shouts, it's not Yang Muqing's style of doing things, he never makes himself worry for no reason like this.

As a result, Murong Cao knew in his heart that there was a very high probability that something was going on underwater, and the situation was not optimistic.

"Why hasn't the big brother come up yet? Isn't that also ...... Woohoo......"

Little Apple couldn't hold it back for a long time, and began to cry again, her little face full of guilt and sadness.

Murong Cao couldn't pretend to be a nobody to comfort her this time, rubbed her temples, took out her mobile phone and dialed a call.

She forcibly calmed herself down, and explained the situation here in a very logical way.

The Bodhi on the other side of the phone was like a monkey with its tail lit, almost jumping to its feet and scolding.

"I'll be there soon! If my apprentice has three long and two short, Murong Cao, let me tell you, I'm not done with you! ”

Murong Cao hung up the phone expressionlessly, pulled out a wad of money from his wallet and stuffed it into Xiao Apple's hand.

"Help me find the best person in the village who is good at water, and say that as long as you fish people up, whether they live or die, I will be grateful."