Because when I was thinking about the salt mine problem just now, I didn't pay much attention to the fat man. I don't know if this little kid accidentally touched something with his hands and feet and he didn't notice it yet.
But thinking about it again, our movements just now were very small, and it didn't seem like any mechanism was triggered. Could it be that our good luck has really run out and bad luck is going to happen one after another?
What I'm most worried about now is that these springs will continue to explode outwards. When these stone chambers are filled again, we will have to return to the ant nest-like gaps.
If you have claustrophobia, I can guarantee that you won’t be able to stay in this gap for a second! So I really don’t want to experience that feeling again, because it is different from a rock wall cave. The structure inside is twisted and curved. You may be in a slit at this moment, but it will be a groove in the next moment. If you're lucky, you can squeeze yourself into the groove and pass. If you fail, you'll have to start over and find another way out!
But now there is good news. The boiling water under my feet did not give me a burning sensation. This means that the temperature of the water did not rise significantly, nor did it immediately become corrosive. It seems that there is another mystery to the "boiling" of the water.
The fat man was also frightened: "I'm scared to death, Fatty. Not even half an hour after I was born, I thought I was going to cook us like instant noodles!"
The water level under the feet rose very quickly. It was originally just a shallow layer of water, but it rose rapidly due to the spray of six springs. After a while, it was completely submerged up to the ankles.
"Don't look at it. Fatty, you are destined to miss the gold and silver. It's better to seize the time and escape!" The sudden change made me unable to feel at ease. I speeded up the rhythm of my hands and urged the fatty not to stare so hard. Holding the gold and silver treasures, seize the time to feel around to see if there is any hollow place.
The fat man agreed, and then suggested that each person work separately by a wall, otherwise if the water flow continued to accelerate, several people would be trapped here again.
I listened to him talking in a hushed tone, maybe he was thinking about some other evil idea in his mind, but I really had no time to distract him and guess what he was thinking. I had to tell him not to play tricks and get to work quickly. If this didn't work, we would have to go back to the ant's nest again!
Every area of these walls was carefully knocked by me. The more I knocked, the more anxious I became, and I kept saying silently, hurry up, hurry up! Where is the secret door!
But at this moment, I suddenly felt something was wrong behind me!
I turned around suddenly!
I saw the fat man taking out a silver hairpin from nowhere while we were not paying attention and testing the poison of the jewelry Jinshan!
The silver hairpin the fat man is holding is more than 20 centimeters long, and the pattern on it is very exquisite. I can guarantee that it was definitely not something he brought. It must have come to me without my knowledge!
I was so angry that I yelled: "Fat man!"
The fat man knew that I wanted to scold him, so he quickly spoke first: "Hey, Old Cao, what I said just now is true. This pile of gold is not poisonous! Look, the silver hairpin has not changed color!"
"It's not poisonous?" I saw the fat man holding up the silver hairpin to me, and all the blood in my body rushed to the top: "I think you have syphilis! You want money rather than your life, I won't accompany you anymore!" "
The fat man knew that I was really angry, so he hurriedly stepped forward to please me: "No, no, no, no! Don't! Brothers are always wrong. They always say they are greedy for money. Besides, when this treasure is taken out, my family will not be the only one to keep it. Don't you think so?" Fellow fellow?"
The fat man turned his head and winked at Long Wu again. He imitated the Henan accent in the second half of the sentence and asked him to help smooth things over.
Long Wu ignored him and didn't even look at him. He stuck to his post and kept banging on the wall.
I gritted my teeth and pointed at the fat man's forehead, and asked him sternly: "Where did the hairpin come from? If I hadn't said that Jinshan might be poisoned, you would have planned to hide it from your brothers for the rest of your life! Is this the promise you made to me before you came?"
The fat man's face turned green and red at what I said. He opened his mouth and let out an oops, but he really didn't know what to say. He, who is usually playful and flirty, suddenly became silent for a moment.
Then the fat man's head shook from side to side, as if he had made up his mind, and he said "Hey" and wanted to explain to me.
However, at this moment, two voices suddenly came from the surroundings at the same time.
The first was Long Wu's sudden words, three words: "Found it!"
Second, the six springs seemed to have been drained suddenly, and from the depths came a sound similar to the sound of a faucet draining air and running out of water.
Then a large puddle of white granular material was squeezed out from each of the six springs, just like a pimple that had been growing for hundreds of years. It suddenly burst and squeezed out countless white strips.
I screamed in surprise. It was a good thing that the water stopped, but why did these things look like tiny salt particles? Countless tiny salt particles are compressed and squeezed into the spring and then released.
I breathed in. Could it be that the salt particles found on the wall just now came from?
If the situation hadn't been so critical at the moment, I would have gone forward to study the squeezed out "things" to see if they were actually salt.
But Long Wu brought us good news. He just found the empty place. Long Wu is an old man, so his tips must be reliable! There are two shoulders supporting one head, but why do people react so quickly?
Then I saw the fat man nagging and stealing glances at the Jinshan jewelry. I couldn't help but get angry. This guy might have died of poverty in his last life. Life without money is the first priority. Life with money is the first priority. The position is directly towards the back!
Let's call those white condensation strips "salt strips". After they were squeezed out, the spring below lost its movement. The surrounding water level originally rose, but after the spring lost its movement, I could feel that the water level was slowly sinking.
I am very confused about this. From a common sense point of view, the six spring holes will not suck the water back even if the water does not flow out. I immediately understood that the surrounding walls or floors must have been designed to seep water. Otherwise, water has been dripping through stone for thousands of years. How could six springs not flow through here?
At the same time, I discovered that the stone platform on which the pile of jewelry and gold was placed showed a "scale". This scale was about a palm apart from the highest height of the stone platform. As long as the water surface exceeded this palm, the bottom of the pile of gold and silver would be immersed in the water. .
It is obvious that these secret rooms have been strictly designed, but it is still incredible that this design can last for nearly two thousand years.
The most difficult thing is that the scale is kept at a fixed position on the stone platform. For thousands of years, the sea has become a mulberry field. In this unguarded ancient cemetery, this pile of Jinshan jewels seems to have never been soaked. .
The "salt bars" that had just appeared were gradually expanding and lengthening as the water level dropped. Fatty and I let out a sigh at the same time, but Long Wu watched vigilantly and said nothing.
Then those "salt bars" that were constantly expanding and extending seemed to "come to life". They squeezed in the six springs, getting longer and longer, and getting higher and higher. Like the cobra that suddenly raised its head from the Indian bamboo basket.
As if they were suddenly given some kind of instruction, they stood up and danced in mid-air. Finally, they intertwined together and turned into a white snow snake as thick as a gasoline barrel.
I thought to myself, this is definitely not salt. Maybe it is the eggs laid by some rare insects. These eggs may swell when exposed to water, just like a sponge absorbing water, the more it absorbs, the more fluffy it becomes. The reason why the spring stopped flowing outward. The water is coming out because this batch of insect eggs arrived as expected. They must have been washed up somewhere. The spring suddenly gushed out just now because the special mechanism started to operate, and a large number of insect eggs squeezed into the water channel of the spring.
In the narrow water channel, the insect eggs cannot absorb water and expand intact. It is not until they all gush out and fully combine with the shallow water on the ground that they expand wildly.
I couldn't help but be very scared. I mistakenly thought those white particles on the wall were "salt particles" just now.
I looked at the wall again, and gently stuck one on with my fingers. The fat man immediately came over. Now we both could see clearly at the same time. We saw that the crystal clear white particles the size of sesame seeds were actually on my gloves. Move slowly.
After taking a closer look, I discovered that there were countless almost transparent legs underneath the "salt particles". It was using these legs to crawl slowly.
I screamed that it was disgusting. In the past, when conditions were not good, children in rural areas often had lice on their heads. They would soak the hair on their heads with washing clothes, and then use an extremely dense comb called a "grate" to pick up the hair. Pushing it, a large piece of small black particles fell out.
The small black particles are almost the same size. These "salt particles" are actually more like albino lice!
The fat man also cried out that he was disgusting, and his brows were also furrowed, and he shouted, could this creature be an Antarctic louse? Otherwise, why would it look like ice crystals?
This tiny particle could only bring us nausea, but when we thought about how many of these white particles had stuck to the wall just now when we were lying on the wall and listening carefully, we immediately became anxious and quickly opened the fat man’s neck to take a look. Look, he then asked him to look at my ears and behind, and pinched and knocked out any small reflective particles.
We were like two hungry orangutans, picking at each other's "lice". The only difference was that we didn't put them in our mouths.
The two of us were so busy that we almost forgot about Long Wu beside us. When I came to my senses and wanted to catch lice for him too, the "salt bars" that had condensed into the thickness of a gasoline barrel suddenly started to appear. Moving, it first climbed to the wall nearest to it, crawling very fast. Those "Antarctic lice" seemed to be much larger than the ones we just crushed to death. They had turned purple when they were full of water. They are about the size of meters, and because they are completely transparent, almost all of them are reflected light from ice crystals when illuminated by a flashlight. I really can't see how they stick together.
However, their speed did not slow down, and they went straight towards the place where Long Wu found the hollow drum. Long Wu had already grasped the Wujin mountain cutting blade and saw the "salt bar" that was more than two meters long and as thick as a gasoline barrel. Long Wu's first reaction was to fight!
