Chapter 62: The Omen

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"Not my uncle?" I was stunned, "Who's that?" ”

"Someone you can't afford to mess with." The fat man said and raised his hand to look at his watch again.

"You seem to be in a hurry?" I asked him.

"Nonsense." The fat man put his hand down and glanced at He Tao, who had not woken up yet: "I don't have time to talk to you in detail." You remember, you have to go down to this within a week. After saying that, the fat man got up and was about to leave.

As soon as I saw it, I quickly stopped him: "Hey, I don't understand anything, even if I go down, what should I do?" ”

The fat man turned around and glanced at me: "Fat man, I have already arranged it for you, and someone will go down with you at that time." ”

"What about you?"

"If I can handle those people, we'll see you below." The fat man stomped his feet as he spoke.

When I heard this, I frowned: "What do you mean to see you below?" Can't the fuck say something auspicious? ”

"Okay," said the fat man, who suddenly walked back behind me. Before I could turn around to see what he was going to do, I suddenly heard a muffled sound in my head. Before I fainted completely, I heard the fat man say his last words: "I wish you a smooth journey." ”

By the time I woke up, the fat man was gone.

I looked at He Tao and Ellio who were squatting by the water to wash their faces, and shook their necks, which were still a little numb, and got up from the ground.

Ellio saw that I was awake and beckoned me to go over and wash my face.

After a brief wash, he ate a little, and then Alho began to take He Tao and me around the Xima Pond.

I have to say that the lake is really big. If you really want to walk around it, you may not be able to walk it all in a few days. And if it hadn't been for the sudden appearance last night (or maybe this morning), I think I would have devoted a lot of space to describing what happened when we circled around Ximatang. But the fat man had already appeared, and he had clearly told me that what I was looking for was under the lake in front of me. I don't need to survey the lake anymore.

Thinking about it, I'll ask Ellio to take us to the spot where his dad saw the strange thing decades ago.

My original plan was to go there and have a look, and then go back and figure out how to get to the bottom of the lake. But when he got to the place where his father had an accident, something happened. This made me have to postpone this plan for another day.

Perhaps you see that I am describing what is going to happen in a very flat tone now. But to be honest, I was really shocked by what I saw.

Not long after we arrived at the site of Alliu's father's accident, the water surface of the entire Xima Pond began to shake violently. If I had to use a metaphor, it would be boiling water.

A large number of bubbles are churning up from the bottom of the lake. It's as if the water of the entire lake has been boiled from below. Fish of all kinds jumped out of the water and scrambled to the shallow water. The sheer number reminds me of the fish in the park's fish ponds scrambling for feed.

When I was a child, I used to fish in the countryside with my adoptive father. The adoptive father fenced the nets in the shallow waters of the river, and if he had spent the night, the nets would be full of fish the next morning. As for why the fish swim to the shallow water, my adoptive father told me that it is called an umbrella. At night, there is a lack of oxygen in the river, and the fish cannot breathe in the water, so they have to swim to the shallow water on the shore to breathe.

The sight in front of me reminded me of a fish on an umbrella. But when you think about it, it doesn't seem right. Umbrella fishing usually happens at night, why does this happen during the day?

I was still thinking about it, when suddenly I felt someone pull me. I looked at it, it was He Tao.

He Tao pouted at Alonunu and motioned for me to look at him.

I turned my head to look at Arius, and found that the boy had not knelt on the ground at some point, kowtowing incessantly to the washing pond in front of him.

Damn, you dare to call yourself a materialist believer. I couldn't laugh or cry.

The lake still seems to be boiling. I didn't know what to do for a while. I was thinking about it for a long time, and suddenly I thought of the fat man.

What would the fat man do if he were here?

Thinking about it, I walked to the water's edge, brushed aside the stranded fish, and boldly reached into the water and touched it.

It wasn't as hot as expected, it was cold.

What's going on? I stood up and looked at the fish stranded at my feet.

"Don't tell me you're thinking about how to eat these fish." He Tao walked over.

I looked up at him.

I know he's not afraid. For a person like him who always only believes in himself, if the bull ghost and snake god dare to stand in his way, then he will definitely carry a knife and face it head-on.

"I also went to college, can you explain the current situation from a scientific standpoint?" I asked him.

He Tao smiled: "Aren't you also a college student?" After speaking, he added: "It's still an undergraduate." ”

"But our teacher doesn't seem to tell us what this phenomenon is called." I say.

"So, it's better to go out for four years than to go out for four years." After speaking, He Tao looked at Alho, who was still kowtowing. The boy turned white with fright at the sight in front of him.

He Tao looked at Alho, who was still kowtowing, and just wanted to scold a few words. But before I could open my mouth, I saw He Tao frowning and looking at the lake.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Listen." He Tao made a silent gesture.

I saw that he had a serious face, and quickly held my breath and listened carefully.

Sure enough, there seemed to be some other sounds behind the churning of the lake, and I seemed to have heard this sound before, which was quite familiar.

Where have you heard of it?

I blinked and thought about it. Suddenly, an idea struck my brain like lightning.

The sound of the huge door opening under the plank road of the thousand coffins is exactly the same as the sound heard now!

Holy, is there a door here, too?

My eyes widened. Almost instantly, I remembered what the old man on the train said to me when I came to Yunnan:

This time, you may have to run into the door of death.

The giant gate hidden in the darkness under the Merriam-Webster ancestral hall, and the giant gate hidden under the huge lake hundreds of kilometers away

Who the hell is it? Eating too much? What are you doing with nothing to do building these gates?

Wait a minute. If there really is a gate hidden under this lake, then won't I become like Lan when I go down? The fat man won't be so brainless and let me go down to die, right?

I was so distracted that I didn't know when the movement in front of me had stopped. The whole process lasted less than ten minutes.

He Tao called me a few times, and after seeing that I didn't react, he walked away. When I reacted, I saw him picking up the fish that had jumped ashore and throwing them into the lake one by one. Aloo also sat down on the side at this time, but his face was much better than before. It's just a small piece of skin on his forehead.

I walked over and helped He Tao throw the fish back into the water from the shore.

"I'll have to go back and get help." I said to He Tao. "Looks like there's something I'm looking for at the bottom of the lake, and I'll have to go down."

I didn't mention to He Tao that the fat man had been here. Because I think the fat man knocked me unconscious before leaving, just to prevent He Tao and the others from seeing that I had woken up in the middle of the night. But as for why the fat man didn't want them to know that he had been here, I guess the fat man was afraid that the news would be known by the people he was going to handle.

But then again. Who did the fat man provoke? From what he said, why does it seem that these people still have a relationship with me? But apart from my uncle, who else has anything to do with me?

Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered that the fat man had said that someone would go down with me. Could this person know something? Thinking about it, I pulled out my phone and prepared to call the man. But when I opened the address book, I was stunned.

The fat man didn't give me that person's contact information at all.