"You are the fucking corrupt one.
Ouch, come on, look, I kicked something.
I'm going to fuck you like a steel plate.
It hurts me to death."
The fat man lifted his right foot with both hands and sat in the water.
Ouch.
When I saw that it was not a show, I hurriedly squatted down in the water and groped around to find out the culprit.
The stagnant water in the cave was old and gave off a rotten smell.
The nose was so frozen in the lake water just now that it didn't recover for a while.
Now I bend down and almost faint from the rotten water.
The fat man held the wall with one hand and moved his feet with the other.
I picked up the flashlight and took a photo, and found that the instep of his foot had swollen into a big bun.
It seems that there is indeed a hard object hidden under the water, otherwise it would never have been like this.
Seeing this, Si Yan also leaned into the water and started groping around.
I splashed in the water for a while, and then I heard Si Yan say "Hey".
I quickly shined the flashlight over him, and saw that under the cold light, his four eyes and hands were in the water, and the rancid sewage was submerged to the top of his wrists.
His face turned gloomy and he looked up at me, his eyes full of doubts.
I asked him what was going on and if he had caught something.
Unexpectedly, Siyan shook his head, then raised his hands and lifted something out of the water that no one had thought of.
"Why is this thing here?"
The fat man covered his feet and jumped up to Siyan.
He picked up the thing with one hand, pointed at the pointer on the valve and said, "There's more than half a bottle left.
Didn't the old man bring this thing with him when he came down?"
I glanced at it, took it over, and said with certainty: "I have probably never seen imported goods in my life."
"Oh, fuck me," the fat man shook his swollen feet, "Why are there oxygen bottles in this place?"
Siyan stood up from the water, held down my flashlight, and whispered: "Besides us, there are other people who have come in here."
"Lao Bai may be in danger, we have to hurry."
There are many people who know the tomb of King Dian, but only a handful of people can go deep into the Big Dragon Ball.
The death toll in Crazy Dog Village back then was so crazy that apart from the white-eyed old man, the one who was most likely to arrive here was Zhang Daxian, who had ulterior motives, that is, the mysterious man we have been looking for, the skinny old man who framed us along with the bamboo pole.
When I think of this, I can barely contain my emotions.
The fat man limped up and followed him.
He picked up the oxygen bottle and said, "In my opinion, these are most likely left by the bamboo pole group.
Let's look for them again.
They usually act in groups.
No.
This should be the only bottle left.”
"This is not the crux of the problem.
Have you ever thought about why they left the oxygen bottles in such a remote place?"
"You mean, Lao Bai was exposed?"
"This is very likely.
When Old Man Bai first came in to plant explosives, he didn't mention anyone else.
There should be a time lag.
Just when he returned to the ancestral hall to meet us, another group of people sneaked in here. , when Old Man Bai returned here and wanted to detonate the explosives, the two groups of people collided and even had physical friction.
In order to pursue Bai Yanweng, they had to throw off their gear. " "Listening to your analysis, it sounds like that.
Then why are we still standing there stupidly?
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Go rescue people quickly."
The fat man waved his fist, "Those old bitches are on our territory this time.
You must teach them a lesson."
But Siyan said: "They came well prepared.
I think they must have more weapons and ammunition than us.
We came down too hastily this time.
If we fight hard, we will definitely suffer."
I said that I can’t control so much right now, and it’s true that I need to find Lao Bai’s whereabouts first.
I'll take the lead later, and you guys will be behind.
If things go wrong, run away immediately.
Don't be impulsive. " "Pull him down, you will be more excited than anyone else if you really meet that bastard."
The fat man twisted his wrist disdainfully, "Don't worry, I'm here to take care of it so that they can taste the iron fist of revolution."
The three of us groped forward along the corridor.
Since the origin of each other had not yet been discovered, we did not dare to expose our target easily.
We extinguished our flashlights and formed a line against the stone wall.
When we were at the Inca Temple before, we suffered a secret loss.
Not to mention being beaten up by others, we almost lost everything.
Shiry Yang was even more injured because of this.
This time, we are hiding and they are hiding.
It is a rare opportunity.
If we can seize the opportunity and make good use of it, we may be able to catch them all in one fell swoop.
It's just that we've been down for a while and haven't heard any movement.
People have to worry about Lao Bai's safety.
I walked at the front of the team, worrying about Old Man Bai's situation and thinking about how to deal with the bamboo pole group later.
At this time, something suddenly stumbled under my feet.
I thought to myself that it was an oxygen bottle again.
Sure enough, one of their accomplices squatted down and touched it.
It turned out to be a long and thick iron chain.
The fat man and Si Yan gathered around him.
The fat man took two steps forward and said, "There are some here too.
How can there be so many chains for tying dogs?"
He raised his hands, and the sound of metal collision could be heard.
I quickly turned on the flashlight and took a photo of my feet, only to realize that we had left the muddy water at some point.
The cave in front of me has become much narrower than the previous Big Dragon Ball.
The ground is covered with flowing water, and it is not as cold as before.
The rough surface was covered with intricate iron chains, each one as thick as my wrist.
The fat man pulled them several times, but was unable to drag them out of the water.
The iron chain was laid all the way forward, leading to a narrow hole in front.
"What's going on?"
The fat man shook off the chain and walked forward in the water one step at a time.
I've never heard of chains hanging in the tomb, and it's not a prison.
With so many chains locked up for people or ghosts, it seems that the tomb of the Dian King is different from what we originally thought.
There must be something famous in it, and there are many things hidden in it.
A well-known secret.
This secret was probably Zhang Daxian's original intention to frame Bai Yanweng back then.
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Recalling what he did in the Inca temple, it was by no means as simple as seeking money.
Four eyes pondered for a moment, then raised his head and looked around the cave, hesitatingly said: "I have always had a feeling that this is not a simple tomb.
Whether in the concepts of Easterners or Westerners, everyone has inherited the tradition of keeping the earth in peace. .
The tomb chamber is equivalent to the home of the tomb owner after his death.
There is no reason to decorate the home like this, right?"
"That's what I mean," I kicked the chain in the water with my foot.
"In Chinese people's opinion, the feng shui of the ghost house is related to the wealth and safety of future generations.
The safe house is a top priority when people die.
This is the tomb of the Dian King in front of me.
The format does not meet the specifications of a prince's tomb, and it does not meet the requirements of a tomb in traditional concepts.
It is really strange
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