The fat man gritted his teeth, but there was no hope in his eyes: "If the eldest brother wants to live a little longer, then the second brother will stay with you for just a moment longer!"
"No nonsense! Breathe in!"
I just finished saying breathe in! The water in the cave wall suddenly lifted up and completely covered our heads.
I took a long breath, which should be enough for 60 seconds.
But when I was soaked in water, my whole body felt really cool.
My brain suddenly became much clearer.
The body was completely soaked in the cave wall, and the slight buoyancy was finally considered a blessing in misfortune.
With the help of buoyancy, we stayed parallel to the cave wall, and like three octopuses that gathered together, they moved forward a little further. Long Wu saw my gesture, and he knew that I meant that even if he drowned, he would still see the cave wall. the end of.
In the cold underground water, with every step forward, the ears are filled with the sound of gurgling water. Long Wu's water quality seems to be better than that of Fatty and I. His movements are very smooth and he has been keeping up with us. A distance of about two meters.
However, as I was advancing, I suddenly saw something swipe across Long Wu's back.
That thing was extremely white and looked like an arm.
In the water, I was afraid that I had seen it wrong, but when Long Wu stopped suddenly, I knew that I had seen it wrong!
I was about to see what the pale thing was, when suddenly something rubbed me on the top of my head. When I looked back, I was suddenly shocked and covered in white hair and sweat, and I felt like my soul was floating outward. What I saw was not the fat man’s face, but a hand hanging down from a transparent and pale corpse!
The arm was twisted and deformed, extremely swollen, and the cave wall was narrow. I was caught off guard for a moment, and a string of blisters popped out of my mouth. I screamed secretly, this was terrible!
There was not much oxygen left in my lungs, but now the sudden panic has destroyed it. I'm afraid my lungs will soon be filled with water!
Once water enters the lungs, it cannot be stopped! It's like peeing your pants, you have to urinate completely. As soon as water enters my lungs, I will cough violently, and then my brain will be deprived of oxygen. Within a few seconds, I will immediately lose consciousness!
This is completely different from the feeling we have when snorkeling in a swimming pool. When snorkeling there, we can come out of the water at any time. As long as we feel uncomfortable, we can put our heads out and inhale as much as we want. As long as you are willing, head towards the shore. It can be anything with cigarettes.
But in this narrow cave wall, struggling to rise and raise your head will only make your head hit the hard rock endlessly, without any oxygen provided. It's like putting a plastic bag over your head to tighten it. No matter how hard you breathe, it's useless because there is no air for you to breathe.
The only illusion is to choke on water and drink water. This illusion makes us think that we get a little oxygen by drinking water, but in fact, at this time, as the commander-in-chief of the body, the brain. Its command headquarters has been washed away by the flood, and all command systems have been completely paralyzed and chaotic!
This near-death experience is a moment that I will never forget in my life, so much so that if I accidentally fall asleep while lying in the bathtub, I will choke on the water. Then you will immediately think of this horrible memory, like a nightmare, haunting you and unable to let go!
Therefore, when I was alone later, I always thought about this question: when we are on the verge of death, are all the desperate instructions sent by the brain intended to save the body? Or is it itself?
So why can the body continue to function even after brain death?
Then why is it that in many cases, when people die suddenly, brain death is the final step?
Is the brain a type of parasite? Just temporarily abiding in each body?
But what is certain now is that the arm in front of me, including its owner, must have been dead long ago. And he was the one who died from the strange poison of the dragon-horned red-tailed moth!
At this moment, I suddenly recalled some obscure descriptions about the Longquan Tomb in "The Universe in the Tomb".
Thinking about it again at this time, I suddenly realized that at that time, Taoist Cheng might have noticed that there was something else underneath the Longquan Tomb, but he had not found the real entrance.
That description is: "The water is like a flat mirror, but there are whirlpools, which are inexplicable at times and flooded like an ant nest."
The consciousness means that he passed through a calm underground river, but inexplicable whirlpools often appeared. Flooding like an ant nest means that it is like pouring water into an ant nest. A small whirlpool will appear at first, but it will disappear immediately. In fact, The water flows deeper into the ant nest in a complicated pattern.
It's a pity that there was no scientific diving equipment at that time. All diving masters in the bucket world relied on talent. Therefore, once there was a treasure hidden under the water, it would be difficult to unearth it unless the government sent troops to openly salvage it.
I suddenly had a bold idea, maybe this is the last hope to save my life!
Could it be that what Taoist Cheng said is right!
The Longquan Ancient Tomb is connected with the tombs of the Outer Jin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty, just like an ant nest, with one entrance but 10,000 exits!
We pushed the body up. It turned out that the body had been washed here a long time ago, but it was just stuck. The cave wall was filled with water, and the sudden change in the pressure difference between the inside and outside caused the body to sink partially and expose one arm. Discovered by us.
Although squeezed in the cracks, being able to exhale is the most wonderful thing.
Fatty and I were like two anteaters breaking into an ant nest, greedily sucking the air between us.
I asked the fat man to stay away from me, head over there, you are stealing my air!
This time, everyone was sucked to their fullest.
Only then did we notice that the transparent corpse had been turned over by us. Its pale face was rushing towards us, its hair was wet on its face, its eyes had been swollen into two white foam balls, its mouth was strangely open, and its tongue was It's like crumpled toilet paper stuck in the mouth.
It's not like Fatty and I have never seen dead bodies before, but this is the first time we've seen such a close distance between the nose and the eyebrows!
Not to mention a corpse in such a horrific death state!
I couldn't help but take a deep breath, and felt a chill all over my body from the top of my forehead to the top of my toenails.
I wanted to close my eyes and not look at him, but I was afraid that if I opened my eyes again, he would be staring at me!
When the fat man saw this state of death, he felt extremely cold. It turned out that the poisonous effect of the dragon-horned red-tailed moth would turn people into this ghostly state in its final stage.
I raised my hand upwards, trying to turn the corpse's head away, but I stopped halfway, for fear that if I moved like this, I might twist off his head.
I had no choice but to turn around and ask the fat man: "How are you doing? Can you still hold on?"
The fat man changed his previous slump and just heard him say: "Don't think about me, I am iron-clad, it's okay! Why hasn't the third child come over yet? Even if he can hold his breath, he can't hold it for so long. Let's get out of the way and put this person out of the way." Push the corpse further up to make room for the third child."
This corpse is most likely someone Long Wu knew before, but with such a ghostly appearance, I wonder if he can still recognize it.
I said to the fat man: "You haven't come here for so long. The third child must have gone up through the entrance in front. It's like a giant ant nest extending in all directions. We have to hurry up and join the fifth dragon."
"Ouch!"
The fat man suddenly let out an ouch, and then said to me: "Quick! Look at my bag quickly. The zipper is not open. Is it inside?"
The fat man was also anxious for the life-saving horseshoe crab blood, but the place was so narrow that it was impossible to move his legs, let alone turn around.
When I got in before, it was a curved gap, much like a place where I could take a breath. Now the situation is that my body is completely in, but the fat man is still half in the water.
When he moved he could hear the churning of water beneath him.
Helpless, if this continues, the two of us will only get tighter and tighter. The fat man had no choice but to take a breath and get back into the water again, and I took on the task that I had to do---pushing the transparent corpse soaked in water. Go up.
With a grunt, the fat man dived into the water again, and the lower half of my body was finally freed. I muttered in my mouth: Don't blame me for offending, and then started to push the body up.
If a normal person's skin is pressed hard, it will rebound immediately, and the formation of flesh pits will not be seen at all. But this transparent water-soaked corpse is like a huge inferior plastic bag filled with water.
A pit of flesh will sink into it with a light press, and it will break open with even a little more force, and then the light red diluted blood inside will flow all over the floor with a splash.
This feeling is so unpleasant, even worse than holding a hedgehog with your own hands.
But no matter how disgusting some things are, you still have to do them.
Thinking about it, this corpse has been writhing in this giant ant nest for a long time. Since the "water balloon" has not been punctured yet, it means that he still has a certain degree of tolerance.
I was like a human dung beetle crawling into a crack.
I really don't want to recall the process of moving the transparent body soaked in water bit by bit. Just thinking about it casually will make my palms feel numb. It is truly a horrible and disgusting journey that I cannot bear to look back on.
Fatty and I have a very clear thinking.
As long as we search upwards where the transparent corpse appears, we will definitely find the way to the Longquan Tomb.
At the same time, my efforts as a humanoid dung beetle were not in vain.
There was a document on the body, which was written in both Chinese and English. It was protected by waterproof measures, and I obtained it.
The fat man asked me: "Do you understand this English?"
I said, "Of course I do."
Fatty: "Let's read English first."
Me: "No hurry, let's read Chinese first."
While I was flipping through the materials, I said to the fat man: "It's time to hand over the golden plate later. Putting it in the Longquan Tomb can be regarded as returning it to its original owner."
Now the fat man became anxious and said that I was a full man but I didn’t know that a hungry man was hungry.
"Do you know that it is worse for a man to have no money than to take off all his clothes?" The fat man complained to me in an emotional voice.
Ever since the golden plate arrived in the fat man's bag, it was as if we were collectively cursed. First, the Insect King lingered around and followed Fatty, and then was seduced by Sartre to release Ayelupharasha, who was sealed in the hanging sarcophagus!
In fact, what I want to say is that these gold and silver treasures can only be regarded as a burden at the moment. Whether they can be dumped out is not yet said. Whether they can reach the Longquan Ancient Tomb alive is still an unknown question.
It is said that man dies for money and birds dies for food. It’s not that I’m superstitious, but it’s always a good omen. The important thing at the moment is that the lives of the two brothers are at stake. Everything outside the body should be abandoned first, and the main thing is to explore and find a way out.
But seeing the fat man's expression, I felt it was more uncomfortable to let him spit out what he had eaten than to kill him.
I had no choice but to let him hold it for a while longer.
Through this information, I roughly understood the purpose of the previous group of people searching for the Longquan Tomb. What struck me was that Emperor Qin was mentioned in the material. This is the ultimate secret that I and Cheng Xuanqing, the author of "The Universe in the Tomb", are pursuing together.
From the Tang Dynasty to the present, spanning thousands of years, a secret that has lasted for thousands of years is still being pursued by me in this era!
