The lake is very wide, close to the cliff on both sides, after years of erosion has widened the valley road a lot, the longitudinal distance of the lake is enough to more than ten zhang, from our position, it is impossible to deduce its specific area. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the other side of the lake was a narrow fissure, from which the water should have flowed, and the only thing that struck us as strange was that the lake was unusually calm, and the ripples that had stirred up at the inlet disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the whole surface of the lake was like a mirror, without a single ripple.

Due to the critical situation, I didn't care about analyzing it, so I jumped into the water with them without hesitation.

The previous experience calmed me down a lot, but if I can't swim, I can't swim, so I can only wrap one hand around Uncle Li's arm and keep fluttering in the water with the other hand to barely let myself sink.

We first descended some distance in the water, and when we stopped, I clearly saw that the stone insects on Uncle Li's feet gradually dissipated, leaving only some small insect feet struggling desperately.

Uncle Li swung his feet, and we floated up, and the moment I got out of the water, I squirted out of my breath, and before I could catch a few breaths, I didn't know who was pressed into the water again, choking me and convulsing.

After a few seconds, I was pulled out, and I was about to curse, when I saw a large number of gray-black stones floating around, like cement, slowly dissolving.

"What's going on?" I asked, and then I squeezed between them, holding one arm in one hand so that I would not sway in the water.

It is estimated that I am too heavy, Uncle Li slammed the water a few times before stabilizing his balance and explained: "Those stone insects on the shore just now wanted to die with us, so they pounced directly, fortunately I reacted in time, otherwise we would probably all be bald!" ”

I looked at the corpses of those stone worms with palpitations, and it was not until they were completely gone, I was relieved, I was really in danger just now, and I thought I was really going to turn into stone.

Considering that I didn't know how to water, and because of the physical exertion, we didn't stay too long and swam towards the other side of the lake.

The cold water kept lapping on my face, making it difficult for me to open my eyes, and before I knew it, they were taken to the end, where there was a narrow fissure, the width of which should not have been dissolved by the flowing water, but formed by the natural fracture of the rock formation.

The crack was less than a foot wide, and I couldn't even fit my head, let alone my shoulders and ass.

Uncle Li became depressed on the side, pouted and said, "It's not going to work here, if only the seam was bigger." ”

Looking at this crack, I always have a feeling of depression, as the saying goes: once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope. Since the last time we were almost squashed, I didn't dare to drill into a narrow spot anymore, and even if something fell under the bed, I would never climb in and pick it up.

"Why don't you go to the bottom of the lake?" I proposed.

In fact, even if I don't say that they will go down to see, in this case, they will generally think of going to the bottom of the lake, otherwise there is no other way to go, because it is obviously unrealistic to return the same way, the tree can't climb up, not to say, even if it climbs, there are still many tree corpses waiting for us.

We found a small sandy area on the waterfront, as a temporary foothold, the sand was not large, but the three of us could barely stand still, which was better than soaking in the water, and I was already very content, so I leaned against the cliff to rest.

After the preliminary estimate just now, the lake is still some deep, and the fawn does not swim often, probably only about ten meters deep, so he tied a stone around his waist to assist in sinking, and he could resurface by untying the rope.

He took out an empty bottle from his bag, filled it with some air, and plugged the mouth of the bottle with his thumb so that he could change the air in the water.

After a brief warm-up, he plunged headlong into the water, and we agreed on a time of three minutes, and if he didn't come back after three minutes, it meant that something had happened to him.

To be honest, I really don't want him to go down, if Xiaolu has an accident, I don't know how to survive in the future, after all, he is my only companion in the ghost town, I have experienced the feeling of losing him before, it is simply devastating, I don't want to lose him again.

Uncle Li sat on the ground and closed his eyes to recuperate, it seemed that he was too tired, he had been taking care of us before, and this operation to find the tomb of the Heavenly Maiden was also provoked by us, and so many people were involved, I couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt, and kept asking myself in my heart: Is the truth really that important to us?

Time passed minute by minute, the water surface has not changed at all, and our mood has begun to become agitated, it stands to reason that a cautious person like him should not stay for too long, whether he finds it or not, it is impossible to sink for so long without news, I am faintly worried.

At that moment, a bunch of bubbles suddenly appeared in the center of the water, and then the surrounding area began to boil, and I jumped up from the ground at once, and said that the fawn had returned!

But after a long time, no one came out, and I suddenly became alert, this kind of scene is a bit weird, it is impossible for a person to bubble for so long.

I immediately realized something - there was something in the water!

"Fawn! Fawn! I shouted a few times, but no one answered.

"You can't hear him here, it's useless to be anxious, just observe for a while!" Uncle Li said.

We waited on the shore for another half a minute, but there was still no turnaround, and Uncle Li finally couldn't hold it anymore, and hurriedly ordered me to get into the water after a few words, and the splashes kept flying in the air, refusing to fall for a long time.

The life and death of the deer are uncertain now, and Uncle Li is also very lucky, but I can only wait on the shore, there is no way to help them, I can't help but scold myself in my heart: What a waste!

The water around the bubble was boiling without the slightest sign of abating, and I didn't know exactly what was going on underwater, but I knew something had to be wrong.

I looked around, and I was prepared for the worst, if they really didn't come back, I had to go back to the corpse tree and risk being eaten to climb up, and maybe there would be a chance of survival, and if I went down into the water, I would be floating there in a few days.

Thinking like this, all of a sudden, something strange appeared on the other side of the lake, and a white mass floated up, and I squinted my eyes to look closely, and saw that it was the bottle of the fawn, the bottle he used to ventilate!

Did he really have an accident?! For a moment, my mind exploded, completely unwilling to accept such a fact. I rubbed my eyes, hoping to see something different, but reality hit me in the head, it was indeed a fawn's, and there could be no mistake!

I stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, the bottle floating on the surface of the water seemed to spin, at first very slowly, then faster and faster, as if it had been wound up, and it couldn't stop at all!