Release that Witch

Rex, who had been waiting for it, extended two fingers, first pointing to the top of the finger and then pointing to the depth of the hole.

Simbadi made a clear gesture.

The former nodded and turned and walked toward the cave.

He looked up and watched the three-day underwater walk of the gas pipe suspended above the opponent's head. In addition to familiarizing with the basic operation of the diving suit, he also learned the process of sign language and diving details. The state of observing the two trachea at any time is even more important, which is one of the reasons why salvage requires two people to collaborate.

As a channel for maintaining breathing, the other end of the leather tube is connected to a steam pump-driven air pump, and while pumping gas into the air, the air in the helmet is always kept open. No matter which tube is damaged or blocked, the consequences are unimaginable. Therefore, when passing through complex terrain and changing direction, you must pay special attention to it.

After seeing the top of the cave and there was nothing to threaten the obstacles of the gas pipeline, Simbadi also jumped into the water hole.

The surge in the ear suddenly reduced a lot, and he could clearly hear the buzz from the valve and his heartbeat.

After about ten meters of travel, the light became darker and darker, looking at the blurred back of Rex, he felt like he was heading towards the abyss.

At this moment, the ground under the foot suddenly lifted up, from a flat road to a gentle slope.

Less than half a quarter of an hour later, Simbadi once again saw the sea surface. It was no longer golden, but it was like a quiet night.

With Rex slowly rising to the surface, he couldn't help but hold his breath, only to see a large cave in front of the two. Most of its outlines are hidden in the darkness, and only a small area of ​​the dome is illuminated by the light reflected from the sea, revealing the faint blue of the ripples.

This water hole turned out to be a passage connecting inside and outside?

He struggled to climb the shore and was about to take off his helmet, but he was stopped by Rex.

The fjord took a waterproof oil lamp from his pocket, and after igniting the wick, he observed it for a while before picking up the helmet. "Call... It seems that this is not a dead place."

"Is there... wind?" Simbadi felt the coolness of brushing his cheeks after he released the hood.

"Well, there are still other exits in the cave." Rex exclaimed. "So, the possibility of finding treasures here is a bit bigger. Our luck is really good."

Simbadi is not interested in finding good things. He cares more about the safety of the hole. I didn't expect that there would be hollow terrain under the desert, which is beyond common sense. The depth of their dive will not exceed 20 meters. Even if there are rock formations, they will not be too thick. How do the loose sands support a large cave? Will the dome collapse? These questions have made him faintly uneasy.

After I went out, I still reported this discovery to the Grey Fortress. Sinbaddi thought that although it was a bit uncomfortable, it was not far from Daqing Port. He did not want any accidents.

"The wind seems to be coming from that direction," Rex put the helmet on the edge of the pool and lifted the oil lamp. "Let's see it."

Simbadi had to pull out his waist knife and slowly followed up.

However, as the exploration progressed, he only felt that the cave was more and more strange.

The rock under the foot did not turn into a soft soil for a long time, and then a cluster of green grass replaced the slippery moss, as if it was not the ground, but the Yinchuan oasis.

"Unbelievable, there are green leaf plants that can grow here," Rex exclaimed. "I thought that there would be mushrooms and moss in the dark ground."

"Or... we will go back first," Simbadi hesitated. "I always feel here."

When he said half of it, he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with this?" Rex didn't get an answer for a long time, and couldn't help but look back. "Well? What are you looking at... a flower?"

Sinbad only felt a little bit mad at his feet. There was a beautiful flower on his feet. The petals were lavender, and the leaves were almost as thin as a flap, as if they were broken. "This is... the flower of God..."

“Very rare?”

"No... it used to be everywhere." Sinbaddi whispered. "I haven't seen it before, but in the legend about the messenger of the Three Gods, this flower is spread all over the coast, like a purple ribbon. In general, it is also the most beautiful flower sea in the extreme south."

"In the desert... Is there a flower sea?" Rex muttered.

"It is said that here was not a desert for a long time, but it was like trees, grasslands and rivers in the north." He shook his head. "But with the departure of the messengers of the Three Gods, the earth gradually became deserted and became what it is today. But What I want to say is not that this flower of God made a very detailed account in the legend. Once it is rooted, it can no longer move. This is why there is no sea in the oasis. It should have been extinct before..."

"There is still such a thing." The people of the fjord snorted. "Perhaps it is because the desertification did not affect the underground cavity, so that the gods who happened to be rooted here made the flowers alive."

Is that true... The strange feelings in Simbadi’s heart are getting stronger and stronger. I don’t know why, walking in this dark world, he has the feeling of walking on an oasis.

The purple flowers around them are gradually dense, not like accidentally growing underground.

Just as he hesitated to continue to move forward, there was a sudden bang in his feet.

Then a soft light blooms out of the soil, illuminating the range of a few meters.

"What?" Rex asked in surprise.

"I... I seem to have stepped on something," Sinbaddi swallowed. "It seems like a piece of wood."

"Is it a trap?" He leaned down and handed the flowers around his feet. "This is ha, haha... hahaha..."

Hearing the laughter in the hole, Simbadi felt that the hair was erected. "What's so funny, hello, you tell me what it is!"

"Hahaha, it's a treasure! We found treasures!" Rex exclaimed. "Look at you!"

When he lifted the soil all over, Sinbaddi was surprised to see that the light came from the foot of the thing, which was a "stone tablet" buried in the ground. There were numerous lines spreading on it, such as fingerprints. . The light shines out from the center of his foot, and the monument is shaped like white jade. Although it seems to be hard and hard, its touch is like decaying wood, and it will fall a little under a little force, completely beyond the scope of common sense.

What is even more incredible is that once the foot is removed, the surface of the monument will gradually return to its original state, and the light will dissipate as if everything you have just seen is an illusion.

"There are more magical treasures than this!" Rex repeatedly stepped on the "stone tablet" and exalted. "If you can give this to the king of the Grey Fort, the title of honorary explorer is definitely not me!"

"But... it's too big," said Simbadi. From the small piece of light that emerged, the whole "stone tablet" is likely to be bigger than the two of them. Moving out is not an easy task.

“The way is what people think. If you have more brains, you will find a way. Or can we go to another exit in the cave?” Rex suddenly stopped. “There seems to be another piece there.”

Simbadi walked a few steps along his gaze, and he stepped on the same "stone tablet." Through the light that it emits, more gray outlines appear in the sea of ​​flowers.

"There is also, there are also..." The two followed the stone tablets and walked for dozens of meters. At the beginning, they also counted the number, but they quickly dispelled the idea.

For a short distance, the flower of God has been covered by more and more stone tablets, no matter where they are, they will shine.

Until a huge wall is blocked in front of two people.

"My goodness..." Rex sucked his breath.

Simbadi also felt a chill, and he slowly looked up and reflected the soft light, the outline of the stone wall showed a little. They found that it was not a "wall", but a hill formed by a myriad of monuments.

Some of them are incomplete, and some are broken into several pieces, but most of them are shaped like a square rectangular body. It is not too much to say that it is a monument. But when they are together, they give another feeling to Simbadi.

The coffin that was buried.