Seeing that Uncle Ming and I agreed to continue diving, Shirley Yang made a more careful sign language, and the three of them connected each other with diving ropes, turned on all the lighting equipment that could be turned on on their bodies, and dived down into the dark valley at the same time in a string of white bubbles emitted by the air valve of the diving helmet.

We dived down along the stone wall, Shirley Yang casually pulled out the diving knife and scraped off a thick gray-white sediment, only to see that the rough boulder surface was exposed, the bumps and undulations seemed to be ancient monuments, I couldn't help but reach out and touch those ancient traces, was about to continue diving, suddenly felt a violent tremor from the stone wall.

As soon as my hand touched the stone wall that looked like a ruin under the sea, I felt an unusual tremor, and I was shocked, the secret path was not good, I forgot to look at the yellow calendar before entering the water this time, how could I catch up with the underwater earthquake? Staying in the trench may be buried and crushed to death, what is there to hesitate at this time, two ducks and one duck, hurry up and withdraw to the sea.

I was about to inform Shirley Yang and Uncle Ming to evacuate quickly, but when I saw Shirley Yang suddenly raise his right hand and make a "careful" gesture, I was slightly stunned, and I realized that the vibration of the stone wall was not an earthquake, but something moving in the trench, and the downward current suddenly increased. Shirley Yang took Uncle Ming and me to hide behind the collapsed stone pillars at the bottom of the sea.

This trench is not as deep as imagined, due to the complex darkness of the internal undercurrent, it is difficult to see the terrain below with a searchlight on it, but once you dive down, at the bottom of the trench using a strong light device of krypton bulb "Poseidon's dazzle", where the light pillar points to, the scenery within tens of meters is vivid. The three of us crouched behind the rock, holding two searchlights, scanning around, watching the movement around us.

I glanced at the searchlight pillar and saw that the trench was not a natural formation, but a series of rough stone pillars, indicating that it was once a vast complex of buildings, which had sunk to the bottom of the sea by a devastating catastrophe, and that the top floor of the building was covered with sea sand and silt, forming a brittle and hard shell over time. The reason why this trench was exposed was not because there were no wrecks in the vicinity, and there was only the wreck of an old wooden ship that had been corroded to the point that only the keel of the frame remained next to us, and it was not just an ancient shipwreck that had sunk into the sea in a lifetime, but the gap that had just dived down was probably caused by the collapse of several stone pillars in our hiding place.

The coral spiral is long from east to west and narrow from north to south, and the dense undersea forests are mostly concentrated on the east side of the topographic depression, and the terrain gradually rises to the west, and when the tide level is low, there will be black ghost islands on the surface. The trench we dived into was between the Coral Forest and the Ghost Island, and when I first reconnoitred with the diving bell, I found that there were many dark holes and ravines on the seabed in this area.

When I thought of this, I was slightly distracted, and suddenly felt Shirley Yang gently press my left hand, and the thing on my head also dived down, I couldn't help but raise the speargun to prepare to meet the enemy, Uncle Ming shook his hand again and again, signaling that it can't come hard, there must be some huge sea beast hidden in this trough, it may not have discovered us, now quickly extinguish all the light sources on the body, so as not to expose the target, and wait for it to swim away, and then try to sneak back quietly.

Shirley Yang also agreed with Uncle Ming's approach, we quickly turned off the lights, in addition to the searchlight "Poseidon's dazzle", and the hanging lamp headlamp worn on the body, the metal diving helmet, there are also two dimming lights, this kind of microlight is a water pressure switch, it will be automatically turned on when entering the water below 30 meters, and it cannot be turned off manually, you can illuminate the range of about half a meter in front of your eyes in a dark and high-pressure environment, and you can also let your companions in the vicinity see your face and reduce psychological pressure. The glimmer light inside the helmet is too inconspicuous compared to the strong searchlight, and it is precisely because of the weak light that even if it is left on, there is no need to worry about revealing the trace.

As soon as the light source went out, the bottom of the sea suddenly fell into darkness, and there was a death-like silence everywhere, thinking that the ancient city of Guixu was destroyed back then, and the haters in the city, whether men, women, children, chickens, dogs, cats and dogs, were probably fed to the fish. The egg farmers in the South China Sea do not dare to mention the word "pearl" when collecting eggs, it is said that it is because there are ghosts and evil ghosts guarding the mussel beads at the bottom of the sea. Thinking of this, in the dark ruins of the seabed, I really get a little hairy, and I am busy persuading myself not to think nonsense.

However, the special environment of the seabed, coupled with the water pressure at a depth of more than 100 meters, gives people an inexplicable psychological burden, and an inexplicable sense of panic lingers. Thinking that Shirley Yang was beside me, I finally overcame this uneasiness, but I felt the undercurrent around me suddenly fluctuate, and I knew that some big guy was passing by us, and I couldn't help but feel nervous again. I don't know that this is a normal psychological phenomenon produced in the deep sea, almost every deep-water diver will appear, secretly scolding himself for being useless, when the bayonet saw red and didn't even blink an eye, how did it become so useless when he got to the bottom of the sea? But don't let it be seen from Shirley Yang and Uncle Ming, otherwise I won't have the face to get on the boat.

Although I was nervous, someone was more nervous than me, Uncle Ming in front of me seemed to have been stabbed by a sea stinger, his whole body seemed to be overpowered, and a long string of water bubbles came out of his diving helmet. Shirley Yang and I were both startled by him, but we immediately understood that Uncle Ming was frightened, and when I saw that he was about to pull out his helmet with his hand, I secretly scolded the old Hong Kong farmer and didn't know which tendon was wrong, so I quickly reached out and held him down, and boarded him over his body. By the glimmer of light and waiting, it turned out that out of nowhere a squid appeared, this squid is not big, the body is the size of an adult's two fists combined, stretched out its tentacles and tightly grabbed the frog mirror on Uncle Ming's diving helmet, its body was pale, full of purple and brown spots, staring at the two gray eyes Qing squirmed back and forth on Uncle Ming's face.

Uncle Ming's vision was completely blocked, he knew that it was a squid, and he thought that he had been swallowed by some sea beast, and his eyes were full of wriggling stomachs. I was afraid that Uncle Ming would tear off his breathing tube, so I hurriedly held his hands firmly, Shirley Yang gently picked the squid's wrist and foot with a diving knife from behind, and peeled it off Uncle Ming's diving helmet.