Under the seabed, there is an underground river.

This situation can't help but make people marvel at the magic of the seabed.

Chongning looked at the flowing river and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

In fact, human beings' understanding of the underwater world is still very narrow.

At first, when the foreign scientific research team was drilling offshore oil, they accidentally explored fresh water.

Found at the bottom of the ocean, underground rivers and waterfalls can be formed, and even underwater fountains can be formed.

After that, a huge underwater river was discovered under the Black Sea, almost forty meters deep and more than eight hundred meters wide.

This underground river is the sixth largest in the world in terms of water volume.

Like a river on land, there are underground rivers crisscrossed by canals, tributaries, alluvial plains, rapids and even waterfalls.

However, with current technology, exploring the extreme bottom of the ocean is not yet fully realized.

The seabed holds many secrets that are not well known, and human exploration is only scratching the surface.

Chongning went against the flow of the underground river and walked forward.

They wanted to get back to where they had been knocked out in the first place.

Perhaps, Lu Fanzhou and the others are waiting there.

In order to save power, the brightness of the searchlight is turned to extremely low.

The surroundings are dim and eerie.

However, the further you go, the narrower the shore becomes.

The water is also getting more rapid.

Initially spacious, it gradually accommodated two people walking side by side, and now it can accommodate only one person.

"Brother Ning, look ahead, what is that?"

Duan Jingzhi stopped and pointed forward, her eyes moving slightly.

"What's that?"

Chongning looked at the river, his face changed slightly.

The surrounding light was dim, and some vague light could be faintly seen, floating on the surface of the river, wandering down.

"Isn't it, rafting, Xuanzhen them?" Chongning said suspiciously.

"Really? If yes, that's great! Duan Jingzhi shouted happily, "Brother Lu! Xuan Zhen! We're here! ”

The light over there was bright and flickering, flashing and flickering, and there was no response.

It's not a long distance, and it's in a long space, so you should be able to hear it.

However, there was no response from there.

Chongning felt that something was wrong and pulled Duan Jingzhi's arm.

"Something is wrong, stop shouting."

Duan Jingzhi Bingxue was smart, and she also understood what Chongning meant, and her face became gloomy.

She whispered, "Could it be some other tomb robber?" ”

Chongning shook his head, "I don't know, be cautious first." ”

As he spoke, he took out his pistol from his backpack.

Bullets in the pistol, and more than a dozen.

In addition to this, there is a short-bladed dagger.

Chongning thought to himself, it's okay to say that thing is a living person, but I'm afraid it's not a person.

However, he was afraid that Duan Jingzhi would be afraid, so he didn't say much.

The light is getting closer and closer, and the darkness is fading brightly and brightly.

"It's not good." Chongning's face was solemn, and the trigger was tightly clenched in his hand.

The bright color, blue and green, is like a ghostly fire.

Not at all the color of flashlights and searchlights!

At the same time, a deep voice came slowly.

The voice was poignant, like a ghost's roar.

Chongning frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Quickly cover your ears!" ”

Duan Jingzhi was obedient and hurriedly covered her ears.

The light wafted by, and it was already visible.

It was nine round balls, like Kong Ming lanterns, and very much like big pumpkins.

The ball is hollowed out, and the blue fire is burning inside, floating strangely on the surface of the river.

What is amazing is that the ball rolls and flips, but the flames inside are immovable, extremely ghostly.

Duan Jingzhi's face turned pale and said, "Is this the legendary ghost lamp in the underworld?" ”

Legend has it that at the entrance to the Netherworld, ghost lamps lit by the spirits of the dead will appear.

As soon as the ghost lamp appeared, black and white impermanence followed, harvesting the souls of the living.

When Duan Jingzhi thought of this, she trembled and was very scared.

Chongning didn't believe this, he was ready.

Get closer, and if there's an accident, shoot straight away!

"It's here!" Duan Jingzhi grabbed the corner of Chongning's clothes and unconsciously stepped back.

Chongning just wanted to shoot, but when he looked closely, his brows frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something.

He took out a climbing rope from his backpack, shook it, and threw it over.

Duan Jingzhi was shocked and said, "What are you doing?" ”

This thing can't be avoided, does he still want to salvage one?

The rope formed a lock and flew out suddenly.

After several salvage, Chongning finally pulled one, and then pulled it back.

This ball is not as heavy as it seems.

With a little force, he pulled the ball to the shore.

Duan Jingzhi was scared and leaned her back against the rock.

Chongning walked over, tentatively touched it with a stone.

"It's okay, come here, it's not a ghost lamp."

Duan Jingzhi was suspicious and walked over cautiously.

"So, what is this?"

Chongning picked it up and said, "This is a rolling lamp." ”

Duan Jingzhi was stunned, "Get out, roll the lamp?" ”

Chongning replied and said, "The rolling lantern is a delicate lantern. ”

The rolling lamp originated in the Ming Dynasty, when the flood occurred, it was thrown on the Yellow River, floating on the water, and the candle flame was not extinguished to expel the dragon.

The material is generally woven of bamboo strips, with a fixed rotating bracket inside.

The headlights on the outside, no matter how they rotate and overturn, the inner flame inside always faces upwards.

The craftsmanship is extremely ingenious.

This skill is probably about to be lost.

Unexpectedly, in this fierce underground river, there were rolling lights.

Duan Jingzhi groaned, "Then these lamps were lit by the gang of tomb robbers?" ”

In the inexplicable space, several strange rolling lights suddenly appeared.

She thought, this must not be the owner of the tomb, it has been hundreds of years.

This lightweight lamp body, as well as the lamp oil inside, cannot support it for so long.

Of course, it wasn't Lu Panzhou and others who put it down.

The only possibility is the tomb robbers you haven't met.

Speaking of this, Duan Jingzhi couldn't help but be vigilant and looked around.

Maybe the group of tomb robbers was watching them in the dark.

At this time, the situation suddenly became tense.

Chongning looked at the rolling lamp carefully, and his daughter stroked it.

A dark green spiritual power was absorbed.

The spiritual power that was lost from repairing the injury just now has been slightly replenished.

His brow furrowed slightly.

Green? That means it's an antique!

Hundreds of years ago, the rolling lamp can still circulate normally now?

Chongning felt that it was a little incredible.

Duan Jingzhi saw that his face had changed, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Ning, what's wrong?" Is there an ambush around? ”

As she spoke, she clenched her pistol and watched her surroundings warily.

Chongning looked at the rolling lamp carefully and said, "This rolling lamp was left by the owner of the tomb. ”

Duan Jingzhi was stunned for a moment, feeling shocked.

"No, it can't be. How can it be? Are you mistaken? ”

Although, she knew that Chongning had a wealth of treasure appreciation knowledge.

But now you say that these hundreds of years of bamboo rolling lamps can still operate as usual, and the lamp oil will not be extinguished.

No matter how you look at this, it's hard to understand!