Thinking of this, I can't care about whether these things are my own, and invisibly, the pain on my body has improved a lot.

waved the stick in his hand for a long time, and then used his hands to pick up the deep sand, and in one breath, he made a deep pit of nearly one meter. However, the further down I went, the more I felt that something was wrong, because, as the depth of the bunker increased, some of the groundwater began to overflow from all sides.

Come here, come here, it's special, with a layer of moisture.

How can there be such a strong water vapor in such cold groundwater?

Thinking of this, my heart was a little bottomless, and I turned my head to look at the little demon hanging on the stone wall, the little thing, pouting and looking at this side with its neck stretched, it was obvious that it looked very much looking forward to it

"You'd better not play tricks on me, or you'll be good-looking." I said, shaking my head, not knowing if the little thing could understand me, and it glanced at me and turned its gaze back to the bunker.

I didn't have much to say, so I had to be a little more careful and keep digging.

When I dug for a certain distance, in fact, the sand pit was already full of water, half of my body was soaked in the water, and the blood stains on my body stained the water in the pit a pale red, because the water temperature was very low, I couldn't stay in it all the time, go down for a while, come up slowly, go down for a while, come up slowly.

In this way, a few repetitions, and soon, it didn't feel right, under the water, there was something.

He poked it down with a stick, as if it were on a leather bag, and although the thing seemed to be strong, it was obviously soft and elastic.

What is it?

Thinking to myself, I poked again, this time, it was harder than just now, but after a while, it was like poking on a rubber tire, and it bounced up, shaking my hand

, there is really something, is it possible, there was a suitcase at that time?

Thinking of this, I squatted on the edge of the pit and stared at the foaming water surface for a while, and then found that the water vapor around me was already very thick, and the water surface, sand dunes, and all places near and far were like fields that had just been burned, and white smoke rose up like a big fog.

It's just that this fog is different from what you usually see, the closer you get to the ground, the thicker the fog becomes, which is somewhat similar to the situation encountered when catching toads before.

I didn't know where the fog came from, and I didn't know what the mystery of this place was, but now that it was pointless, I wanted to turn back, so I adjusted my mentality, bent over, and touched it under the water.

The groundwater should be cold and biting, and I am not very tall, and when my fingers touch something underwater, most of my mouth is partially immersed in the water.

Close to the surface of the water, I felt that the taste of the water was a little fishy, and the touch of my fingertips made my hanging heart go up a little.

What I touched on my hand was a piece of scale armor, each piece was the size of a small egg, the scales were relatively long, covered with mucus, and it felt like some kind of rare fish.

It has no body temperature, the surface of its body is cold, and it has not moved since it was touched and tossed, so I can't be sure if it is a giant beast with scale armor, or if it is a handicraft made of the skin of a giant beast.

Thinking of this, I dared to grope along the skin, and after a while, on the sand dunes on one side, I caught a ball, soft thing, like the soft tail of a goldfish, and it seemed to be much tougher than that, and in my hand, it was soft and a little slippery

I went away, it seemed like I was really a beast

Cold sweat whizzed out, I quickly pulled out my palm from the water, put it in front of me and grabbed my five fingers, and put it on the side of my nose and smelled it, a, an extremely strong smell, made me very uneasy, this kind of body fluids, in general, are secreted from the body of living things, thinking of this, I raised my head, I want to strangle you little demon hanging on the stone wall.

At the moment when I looked up, the last thing I wanted to see happened, the sand pit that was originally quiet and quiet, suddenly moved, I stumbled and almost fell, hurriedly stabilized my body, I didn't dare to act rashly I tried my best to suppress the fear in my heart, grabbed the sand pit on the side, and crawled out with difficulty.

In order not to disturb the things below, I really didn't even dare to get out of the atmosphere, but the goods at the bottom, the body was huge, and the surrounding environment changed with a slight movement

"Master Zu bless, the disciple's life is hard, don't make fun of me" I thought in my heart, I really didn't care about anything, and I didn't have time to pick up the stick in my hand just now, so I crawled out with all my heart.

In fact, this process only lasted less than a minute, but in my opinion at the time, it was very long, and people who had not experienced it would not understand the bitter feeling of crawling forward on the beach little by little, and the sand grains around them seemed to be affected by something, like quicksand rotating slightly.

Judging from the movement of the beach, the things hidden in the beach, to say the least, can be more than ten meters long, if it is a giant python, it should be so thick as two people embracing, looking at the movement of its body, it should be writhing its body, from this point of view, this is a snake, or, it is something similar to a snake.

But what is it? Andrias? Lizard? Komodo dragons? Still is

No, how can it be so easy to meet, the genus of Jiaolong, rare in the world, thousands of years, I have seen it with my own eyes, there are only a few people, I am a fledgling Maoshan disciple, how can I meet it?

No, no, I must have misunderstood, this should be caused by a geological movement that I don't understand, if there is really some beast, what does he eat in the past thousand years? What to drink? If you don't have anything, you're starving, yes, yes, if you really have, you're dead.

I thought about it, but I couldn't put it down no matter what, and after several attempts to escape from here were pushed back by the surging sandbed, I suddenly realized that I wanted to cry

At that time, I felt that if God could give me another chance to do it again, in the future, I would never do such a dangerous thing again.