After the fat man shouted loudly, he put his ear to the stone wall, trying to hear the movement outside, but before he could hear any sound, he felt that the wall suddenly flipped to one side, and he hurriedly took a step back, and was almost swept in it.

When the wall was quiet again, he looked ahead and saw four people standing in front of it.

"Old Gao, you guys scared me to death, this ......" He couldn't continue, just because he found that the four of them in front of him were staring at him.

Only then did he remember that he had somehow entered the room through the wall and had not been observing his surroundings.

Thinking about it like this, I suddenly felt a cold swishing behind me, could there be a ...... behind

So the fat man turned his head suddenly, and at this look, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't say a word.

Right in front of them, there was a golden patch, and although there weren't as many golden things as they had imagined, it was enough to make them all stupid in an instant.

And how many people have ever seen so much gold?

The enclosed space was much larger than they thought, and at least it shouldn't be a problem to fit two tanks in it.

In one corner of this space, there is a pile of golden sand like a hill, which is shining yellow, and when the diving lamp flickers, it will even be a little dazzling.

Suddenly, Xia Qing helped Lian'er beside him and said hurriedly: "Lian'er, you...... Are you okay? ”

Only then did everyone look back at Lian'er, her face was pale, and she obviously had some adverse reactions to the gold.

Seeing this, Gao Chao said: "You two better go out first, leave it to us here, as long as we bring enough golden sand, there will definitely be a way to deal with the sea lady above." ”

Then they divided their work together, because Lian'er has a rejection reaction to gold, so Xia Qing's task does not include carrying gold, she just needs to take care of Lian'er. And Gao Chao, the fat man and Hua Ye took on the important task of carrying Jinsha.

But this is easier said than done.

These sands are much heavier than ordinary sand, and the three of them are wearing wetsuits, and the pockets on the wetsuits, although small and pitiful, are also stuffed with golden sand, and that's it, they all feel that the weight of this golden sands makes them a little unbearable.

So they decided to vacate Xia Qing's backpack, put all the things in it into Hua Ye's backpack, and then use Xia Qing's backpack to hold the golden sand, so that the three of them can carry the backpack together, although it is a little inconvenient, but in order to deal with Hai Niangniang, they have to do this.

When the three of them were ready, they followed Xia Qing and Lian'er from a distance, and found a bulge near the edge of the corner, ready to implement their plan.

Suddenly the atmosphere became tense, as soon as Lian'er opened the door of the bulge above her head, they would immediately face those jet-black hairs, who knows what would happen?

Gao Chao has already made plans, he is holding a handful of golden sands in his hand, as soon as the door opens, he will spill the golden sands out as soon as possible, as for what will happen next, they can only resign themselves to fate.

Lian'er's face was even more unsightly, but she endured a certain painful feeling, and after exchanging glances with Gao Chao, she raised her slender hand and placed it on the wall on the side of the passage.

In an instant, the protruding part really opened a door with a "snort", and it was still such a round door, like a hole.

The moment the door opened, a fishy smell filled their surroundings, and at the same time, a long black, wet, greasy hair rolled together and squeezed through the hole.

It was like a snake, or a big moving braid, in short, as soon as it entered the passage, it began to spread continuously, and in the blink of an eye, it grabbed the wall on one side of the passage, and before everyone could react, there was already a large wall covered with that jet-black hair.

Seeing such a situation, Gao Chao almost subconsciously sprinkled the golden sand he was holding in his hand on the hair on the wall.

The sand shimmering with golden light, like a spell from a magician, sprinkled evenly on the dirty hair.

Unexpectedly, in just an instant, the hair burned quickly like dry wood from a blazing fire, but the flame released by them was actually a green color, like a ghost fire.

When everyone saw this, they were all horrified, and they all retreated to the other side of the passage to avoid the turquoise flames from hurting their bodies.

But the turquoise flame flickered for only a moment, and then vanished, and when I looked at the strands of hair on the wall, it seemed as if it had turned into a blanket of white ashes, slowly falling off the wall.

And the blue-green flame quickly burned along the black and messy long hair, and suddenly there was a scorching smell in the air, just like the smell of rotten eggs, Xia Qing told everyone that this was the smell produced after the protein was burned.

When I looked into the round hole again, the turquoise flames had burned out, and then there was a chaotic sound from outside the hole, like the sound of countless pythons rolling and rubbing on the ground.

In a few moments, bursts of cyan light shone through the round hole, and you could guess without looking at it that the turquoise flames were raging among the countless strands of hair.

"Great!" The fat man laughed and said, "These golden sands are really easy to use, and this time I have to let that sea lady drink a good pot." ”

So, according to the previous plan, the three of them resisted the smell of rotten eggs and crawled out of the round hole.

They were stunned by the sight in front of them, it was like a war.

I saw that the blue-green flames were constantly spreading, and they could burn that black hair into ashes in an instant, but those newly replenished long black hairs were desperately slapping the place where the flames were burning.

Because the hair was full of slimy things, in some places, the turquoise flames had lost their effect, and in the blink of an eye, they had been extinguished, and the black hairs that had won the victory grew rapidly as if they had gone crazy, and rushed towards the burning flames of the hair next to them.

If you have to describe this kind of scene, there is a little poem that is very suitable, "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withering." The wildfires are inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows", but this is definitely not a feeling of striving for progress, but completely like a nightmare. (To be continued.) )