Chapter 44: A Thousand Grottoes
It was hard to imagine that the woman who was still unconscious and motionless in front of her was now taking the lead and walking towards the shadow floating in the darkness. I looked at the monk and immediately took root. It was only until those shadows were getting closer and closer to us, but what we didn't expect was that the three of us actually reached the end of the tunnel.
And at the end of the tunnel was a body of water, and my head couldn't even turn around! The place where I stood at this moment was like an underwater aquarium. It seems that there is an invisible glass barrier at the end of the tunnel in front of us, and behind it is the underwater world. Swaying aquatic plants, schools of fish swimming around, and figures in ancient costumes floating in the water. Some of them have men and women with strange figures, and they are afraid that they are some years old, but there are no signs of decay in their clothes and bodies.
The monk was suddenly a little confused and said, "Oceanarium?? it! Is this front glass? As he spoke, he crept on the searchlight and walked over, rubbing his fingers at the place where the air and the lake met.
"Buzz!" A strange ripple rippled from his fingertips.
"it!" The monk screamed and said, "How can it look like the surface of the water!" It's just that! It seems like...... It's like an erected surface of water, what the hell is this principle? ”
I watched and frown, the 'water' standing in front of us slowly rippling, and I thought as I watched. The more you look at it, the more strange it becomes, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to form, it is even weirder than in the ruins. And the mud-like solid water in the ruins can still be stepped on and walked, but the underground lake erected in front of you is afraid that you will have to dive into the water if you want to explore.
The sick beauty looked at the scene in front of her and did not speak, took out a silver knife, coiled up her waterfall-like hair, and then tied it up with a silver knife as a hairpin. At this time, her delicate facial features appeared, less cold, and more capable.
"Get in the water! I have a hunch that tells me that the ancient city of Yuyuan is down there! ”
Foreboding? Is it really good to believe in this kind of thing?
Before I could stop it, the figure of the sick beauty had already sunk into the water in front of me. She was like a mermaid, swaying in the water, her white splash dress floating and sinking, she turned her head to look at us, a few small bubbles on her lips rose, and then beckoned to us, turned around and swam again......
The monk and I looked at each other and smiled bitterly, but we had to prepare for the water neatly. The monk stuck his head in at the edge of the lake and then retracted it, wiped his face and asked me, "It's so cold inside, do you want to go in?" How? Listen to you! ”
"How?" I said in my heart that the sick beauties have gone down, what else can I do? Pulling his muscles, twisting his neck and singing: "Come on!" What a pretentiousness! Anyway, there's a lot of time......"
Before I finished singing the song "Itch", I plunged into the water in front of me. I was stunned when I got in. It's so cold in the water, it's almost sub-zero. It was so cold that I shivered a few times.
Then a wave of water came, and I turned my head to see that the monk had also entered the water. I saw that it had a hiking rope tied around its waist, picked up the other end and swam to me, and made a few strokes. I immediately understood and tied the rope around my waist, so that if one of us was in danger, the other could be dragged to my side at any time.
The sick beauty over there has already dived down like a spirit fish. As we entered the water, I realized that there was a halo of light shining from under the water, but it seemed to be far away from us, and I couldn't see what the end of the light was for a while.
The corpses of the men and women were densely packed in the waters, near and far, like underwater ballet performers, but their movements were not large. The further down the body, the more corpses there were.
The monk kept making strokes on my fingers. It soon dawned on me that he was telling me not to touch the corpses.
I don't think I'm stupid! Who's going to touch those evil hairy things.
I didn't have time to delay and followed in the direction of the sick beauty, and I knew that my water nature would not last long in it. I told myself that if the oxygen in my body dropped dramatically, then I would have to go back to the cave to replenish the oxygen.
The monk's high-light searchlight is also good in the water, and as the halo illuminates the green stone walls, the colorful fish gradually pass around us. As our bodies sank, the underwater halo became clearer and clearer, and because we went down next to the cave, there were dense caves of different depths on the underwater stone walls, some flat and some sloped. The cave is large and small, and looks like a huge and strange beehive.
Fuxian Lake? You shouldn't be wrong with the feeling this time! Legend has it that there is a cave under Fuxian Lake, but the size of the cave is different, and some fish are so big that they can't get out every time they go in, and finally stay in it forever......
Sure enough, there are countless caves of different sizes under the water. Not only that, but I could see something black at the entrance to these caves.
I don't know what it is. Are those treasures? I gestured to the monk and asked him to shine the searchlight over and take a look.
The monk looked at me suspiciously, his face full of confusion.
I pressed his hand and pointed the searchlight at the larger grottoes.
Following the halo I noticed that there were many paintings in red and a few in white on the rock faces. My expression changed suddenly, and it stands to reason that these paintings have been soaked in water for hundreds of years, and the paint should have evaporated without a trace, but the color is still as new as it is. I don't know what age these paintings are, but they should be painted flat, and although the lines are rough, they are polymorphic and expressive, and the characters are very varied and dynamic! The subject matter of the painting is very wide and the content is rich and colorful. There are various sports such as shuttlecock kicking, ball play, fishing, etc., and there are also descriptions of animals, sun, moon and stars.
I was fascinated by these splendid paintings, and I swam to the entrance of the cave, and the paintings were very exquisite. As I swam and watched, the more I looked, the more strange I became, what kind of paint were used in these paintings? Why is it soaked underwater but it doesn't go away? I touched it with my fingers, and it looked like it was carved, but how could there be color? It looks a little weird.
At this time, I suddenly saw something black in the cave next to me. Looking closely, I couldn't help but feel nervous, it was actually a servant hanging coffin
How can there be a hanging coffin under this water? Could it be that the traces of the servants who found the holes in the Tiger Leaping Gorge buried their ancestors here?
I watched dumbfounded, and the monk seemed to be waiting a little impatiently.
Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my lower back. Immediately turned his head and glanced at the monk strangely. At this moment, this kid is actually smoking and dancing his teeth and claws in front of me, and the water bubbles are like smoking.
I didn't know what he was smoking, so I turned my head to look at the cave again. Suddenly, a black palm came out of the cavern, very black and black, the nails on it were half a foot long, and the whole arm was as black and shiny as wax.
"Canka?" I was so shocked that I cried out. I was so frightened that I forgot to be in the water for a while, and when I opened my mouth, I poured a mouthful of water into it......