I felt a rush in my heart, and I tried to stand up, but the great discomfort in my lungs made me cough loudly again. I looked down at the lake and said it was a lake, but it was actually a very wide underground river. I saw that the river was not very deep.

I was able to swim through, and I looked around to find an exit, but to my surprise, there seemed to be only one iron gate in the cave. I tried to wonder if there was some outlet, flooded. I can think of this because I see a slight flow on the surface of the river, and it is not stagnant water.

I struggled to breathe my breathing, trying not to think about anything that had anything to do with the chaotic relationship I had just had. I'm almost recovered, and I don't have anything to defend myself against on top of the boulder. But I was relieved to see that the whole cave was empty except for the bronze iron door.

He took a deep breath and jumped into the icy water. The lake is deep and the current below the surface of the river is strong, but the water is quite clear. I tried to swim on both sides of the cave, not to float to the surface for air. Gradually, I became more aware of the whole cave, which was in the shape of a "chestnut", with a small head and a large belly. The part I saw above the boulder was a small part of this cave.

And the further down I go, the more I feel the body. I saw on top of the boulder that the whole cave was clearly naturally formed. But the further down I went, the more I saw traces of manual excavation. I'm not particularly good at water. There is no way but to float up repeatedly for ventilation. Just as I was exhausted, I was floating up when I suddenly saw a humanoid object hanging from the rock wall at the bottom of the water, all black. I was startled, but he didn't move, but kept drifting with the current.

I pretended to have the courage to swim over again, and slowly I realized that it was a person at all. The black color is because I am wearing a wetsuit. I went over and took him off the aquatic plants on the rock face, and slowly led him to float onto the boulder where I landed.

Actually, I could already tell that he was dead, so I brought him up for his wetsuit and the equipment. Of course, I also know that this is not good, and that disrespect for the dead is extremely detrimental to yin morality. But I've been dealing with dead people for a long time, and although I'm not a dirt rat now, I'm basically free of taboos.

I dragged the dead man up the boulder with all my might, and then I began to pull out his equipment. When I lifted his swimming patch, I could tell at a glance who it was. It was one of the six soldiers, it seems that they know a lot more about this immortal land than we do, and they even have diving equipment.

But they didn't come down much earlier than us, how did they die so quickly. I suddenly felt nervous, and my hands sped up. When I took off the oxygen cylinder behind this guy, I was relieved to see that there was still half a bottle of oxygen left. Because when he was underwater, one of the oxygen was leaking, and now there is still half a bottle left, indicating that he didn't come in for long. And it didn't take long to die. It didn't take long for me to pull off his wetsuit.

There is a huge opening in the back of the upper body. Even the cylinders that stored the oxygen slipped out of the tracks. This should be a fatal wound, and it should have been scratched by something. After seeing this immortal land, it is indeed not peaceful. I put on this man's wetsuit, a cylinder on my back, and waterproof glasses, ready to go down again.

When I bit that oxygen mouth, I still struggled in my heart, and finally survived the ** to overcome everything. I was about to go down when I was fully dressed when suddenly there was a wave on the water. I could see through my eyes that the water was boiling like a pot. Countless white fish poured out of the water to the left of the bronze iron gate.

These fish vary in size, with a white body and a thin and large tail, which should all be of the same species. I know this fish, which is an albino variant of the catfish. I ate it when I was at a restaurant. These albino catfish may be the variations produced by catfish in this closed water system. Catfish are extremely survivable and can grow up almost by eating.

I knew that this fish was omnivorous and mainly vegetarian, but I didn't expect to come across so many here. Since I didn't attack people, I didn't care and jumped into the lake again. But these fish form formations under the water, and the number is too numerous to count, and the whole body of water is tightly blocked.

I had no choice but to float on the boulder again, and I wondered in my mind that these fish were not social fish in the first place, and that I had heard about them on TV at the time. This is a supernatural fish behavior that biologists have not yet been able to explain, in which a large number of fish of the same species gather together in large numbers, regardless of size. Some are even connected from end to end, and can be formed into various shapes.

All the fish are tightly packed in layers, and their size can sometimes reach the range of miles. And these fish form a fish formation, one is to prevent being caught by natural predators; The second is to resist the attack of large underwater predators, from a distance under the water, the fish array seems to be a slow-swimming monster, after all, the fish is limited, so that it can scare off any natural predators; But what other visions from the sky, magnetic induction and so on?

But in this land of immortal death, I am afraid that no one will come in for a hundred years. I had no choice but to wait for the fish to disperse. It didn't take long for the river to become much clearer. I jumped down again, and although there were still countless large fish wrapped in the innermost part of the fish formation, which had not yet come to disperse because they were not so flexible, the underwater visibility was much better.

I slowly swam in the opposite direction of the fish. But all of a sudden, I was startled by what I had done before, and I froze in place. The last layer of fish formation had slowly dispersed, and a giant albino catfish with a body length of eleven or twelve meters appeared in my eyes.

It seemed to be frightened by something, and it swayed motionless in the water. There was a yellow tumor on the top of my head, snow-white, and huge scales the size of my palm. And the length of the tail is even more amazing, several meters long sentence tail is full of small fish. How old this fish must be, the key is what can scare it.

If this fish appeared in the Yangtze River, it would be needless to say that it must be the dragon king of the local population. Although I know that these albino catfish will not attack people, but the toad jumps to the surface of his feet, and he scares people without biting. This big fish is so big, they all look stupid, is this a fish or something else?

In the moments when I was stunned, the white-bearded fish swam past me with a wagging head and tail to the place where the fish had scattered and disappeared. I was swept away from the shock by the current stirred up by its swimming, looked at the place where he had come from, and swam over.

After putting on the scuba equipment, I had the feeling of a shotgun swap. Then I kept diving, and I was shocked by what I saw. This cave is what a hall it looks like.

The place was estimated to be thirty meters long, and the boulder on which I landed was originally a huge stone pillar with inscriptions written on the door. On both sides of the side are smooth stone slabs, and the further down you go, the more intact the slate remains.

On the other side, under one side of the bronze iron door, there is a quaint staircase. Direct access to the Bronze Gate. Damn, it's too much work. I was amazed and looked underwater to see where the exit was. I knew through the schools of fish that there must be orphans here, but I didn't know where.

Even the catfish dragon king in the water can pass through, and of course I have no problem. It didn't take long for me to see where the schools of fish were coming in. It must have been an arched door before. I slowly dived down, and saw that there was a row of fences in the doorway, as if it had been blocked before. But now it's rusty, and something has knocked out a big hole. I was walking through the hole, and suddenly I felt some currents, and something seemed to be swimming in front of me, and it was huge.

I thought it might be that kind of giant albino catfish, so I didn't care. Suddenly, another stream of fish rushed at me, and they were all in disarray. In addition to those albino catfish, there are also some red scale fish, as well as unknown small black fish, I don't know if it was the siphon tide just now, or some other reason.

The fish were apparently terrified and skimmed past me. When I was hit by these small fish in the river, I suddenly noticed that among the flustered schools of fish, there was a five- or six-meter-long thing with large black and white markings on its body, like a black torpedo, riveting at the bottom of the water. Before I could react, I was hit by it.

I felt like my ribs were going to break. I turned around and was about to run. The strange fish was so fast that it hit me hard in the back again. I didn't care about the pain, and with this momentum, I slid back hard. The strange fish entered the fish formation, and with a burst of left and right strikes, the dead fish rolled up and down.

The whole river was instantly filled with bright red blood and the choking fishy smell. I don't have time to watch this fish fight and turn around and run. In the process of running, the name of a freshwater monster fish suddenly came to my mind, the salmon. It is a man who likes heat and cold, and in 1972 the troops stationed on the shore of Kanas Lake had seen a huge individual of this kind in the lake.

In an ordinary lake, this thing is basically an insoluble existence, with sharp teeth inclined inward on the upper and lower jaws, vomer, and tongue. Even any giant crocodile can be bitten alive by him. And the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and the average harpoon can't help it at all. Before I could think about it, the salmon burst out of the school of fish and came to its own sake.

I swung my legs in a hurry and used all the energy I could to feed. Finally back in the hall-like cavern.