Chapter 55: Strange Iron Box

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But before I could say anything, the whole ground suddenly shook, and then the ground beneath Xiong Ming collapsed. I felt the strength in my hands loosen, and then the whole person fell straight into the abyss below me.

I don’t know how long it took, but an indescribable huge impact suddenly came from my back.

I was shocked in my heart: "No! I hit something!"

I gave up my thoughts, and a strong sense of pain came instantly, and along with the severe pain came a sense of suffocation that almost made it impossible for me to breathe.

And before I could figure out what all this was going on, there was a sudden "pop" sound in my ears.

I couldn't help but think to myself: "This... this is water! It's an underground water source! Here... there is actually an underground river here!"

Sure enough, just a third of a second after I heard the sound, streams of bitingly cold river water instantly enveloped my whole body.

The cold river water kept stimulating my nerves, and my almost fainting nerves gradually regained consciousness.

I struggled hard in the water for a while, but there was nothing around me, only endless darkness.

I paddled hard and headed up the river. It took me a long time to get my head out of the water.

I took a big breath of fresh air and looked around at the surrounding environment.

But what makes me feel desperate is that at this time, there is nothing but darkness around me.

I shouted anxiously around me: "Xiong Ming... Hua Muling... how are you? Are you all still alive? Hey! Xiong Ming... Hua Muling... did you two hear me?"

In my impression, the moment they fell, Xiong Ming and Hua Muling fell together.

But to my disappointment, I yelled four or five times at the top of my lungs, but there was no sound except echo after echo.

After that, I tentatively shouted around two or three times, but there was still no change in the result.

As time passed by, my heart began to sink little by little, like a pebble thrown into the river, sinking straight into the darkest, coldest, and most helpless depths.

After a minute, all the muscles in my body started to tremble non-stop while I was soaking in the water. As the body heat was taken away bit by bit, an inexplicable fear began to rise in my heart bit by bit.

I barely managed to stabilize my body in the water, and then started swimming desperately in one direction. But what made me feel helpless was that I swam for a long time but never saw the shore.

Darkness, darkness so dark that you can’t even see your fingers!

Darkness always has a special ability. It can take away the hope in people's hearts and infinitely amplify their fear of the unknown.

In fact, what people have always been afraid of is not everything they see, but the things that cannot be seen or touched.

The endless darkness seemed to swallow up everything around me, and also swallowed up all the hope in my heart.

Instead of struggling, I let my body relax as much as possible and used buoyancy to float on the water to save energy.

Just when I almost gave up hope, suddenly there was a "pop" sound not far to my left front, and then, another light came on.

I felt happy and hurriedly adjusted my body to look in the direction of the light.

I saw a bright yellow light flickering on and off about ten meters away from me.

I was overjoyed and exclaimed in my heart: "It's... it's the light of a military flashlight!"

There are people wherever there is light, let alone the light of a flashlight.

After seeing the flashlight light, I suddenly became energetic, and my body, which was already frozen and stiff, gained strength.

After taking a few deep breaths, I began to swim desperately in the direction of the flashlight.

I swam very fast, and within ten seconds I reached the place where the light came from.

However, what disappointed me was that there was no one there, only a Sofill flashlight commonly used by the US military and a black military tactical backpack floating on the water.

I wondered in my heart: "Isn't the pop just now made by someone falling? Was it the sound made by this backpack falling into the water?"

I picked up the flashlight in the water, held it in my hand and looked around, and found that the place was huge. The naturally formed underground water area was as wide as half a football field. The effective range of the Sofel flashlight was more than 30 meters. But it could only barely illuminate the shores on both sides.

I took a flashlight to roughly determine the direction, but just when I was hesitating whether to swim to the left or to the right, suddenly, a black figure flashed behind a rock on the left bank relatively far away from me.

I was startled, and then I shouted: "Who is there?"

I shouted two or three times in a row, but no one answered me. There were still only the echoes wandering back and forth in the underground river.

I frowned and thought deeply: "Am I dazzled? Impossible! I just saw a figure flash past! Who could it be?"

I frowned and thought for a while, and finally decided to go over and take a closer look. After all, "Practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

After making up my mind, I held the American Soffel flashlight in my mouth, grabbed the black military backpack with one hand, then threw off my arms and swam to the left.

I swam to the shore in a short time, but when I turned over and climbed onto the shore, I accidentally saw a row of wet footprints in front of me, leading directly into a cave not far ahead.

What I saw in front of me was extremely surprising, and I couldn't help but think to myself: "Is this... could this be left by that guy just now?"

I took two quick steps and then squatted down, using my flashlight to shine on the clear footprints on the ground.

The footprints were huge. I compared them with my own feet and thought to myself: "This guy's feet are a quarter bigger than mine. I have 43.5cm feet. According to this calculation, that guy's feet must be bigger than mine." 45. I remember Sherlock Holmes said that a person's height can be calculated from the size of his stride, so..."

Thinking of this, I used a flashlight to carefully look at the distance between the man's two feet. "Then according to Holmes' calculation, the distance this guy takes one step at a time is about 1.23 meters. In other words, this guy's height is around 1.9 meters." ...It’s Xiong Ming!”

At that moment, I almost jumped out of excitement.

But then questions came to my mind, and I frowned and thought: "If this person is really Xiong Ming, then why didn't he answer me when I called him just now? It's Xiong Ming and he didn't hear me call him at all. ?Or, is this kid in trouble?"

With my thoughts at this point, I couldn't help but start to worry about the comfort of this guy Xiong Ming.

However, I did not immediately chase in the direction of the footprints, because I knew that if I acted impulsively at this time, it would be the opposite.

So, I squatted down, opened the black military backpack, and dumped all the contents on the ground.

There was just a "bang" sound, and a large black iron box fell out of a backpack.

When I saw this square iron box, I was stunned and thought to myself: "Isn't this the iron box that Dali Bear put in his bag before? Could this bag be the one that Dali Bear brought in before?" "

I held the iron box in my hand and shined a flashlight on it to look at it carefully for a long time. I found that except for the door side, the remaining five sides of the iron box were engraved with strange paintings.

The painting is very simple, but the meaning is very clear. If told in order, it roughly says:

A man with three eyes gave a group of people smaller than himself a luminous box. Those short people summoned a huge monster through the luminous box. The monster was so terrifying that it destroyed all but the dwarfs. The dwarfs were very proud of all the countries in the country, but soon the huge monsters began to lose control and almost flattened most of the dwarfs' land.

A dwarf wearing a crown had no choice but to pray to the three-eyed man to take the box back. The three-eyed man agreed to the dwarf's prayer and buried the dwarf and the iron box on the ground in a blink of an eye.

After a long time, a man wearing a strange hat came to the land where the dwarf once was. He accidentally discovered the iron box and opened it. The three-eyed man appeared again, but this time he did not The huge monster did not appear. Instead, a woman appeared between the two of them.

The man with the weird hat seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with the three-eyed man. The man with the weird hat put the iron box and the woman into the coffin, and the man with the weird hat left the area.

Time passed quickly, and it seemed that another group of people came to the place where the coffin was buried. Three people gathered in front of the big coffin, one woman and two men.

The coffin was open, and one of the taller men was loading the iron box into his backpack.

And behind the tall man, a man with three eyes was drawn with dotted lines.

The man was smiling, an indescribable evil smile.

Looking at the paintings with extremely simple lines in front of me, I couldn't help but feel chills running down my spine. I cursed in my heart: "Damn it, is this last painting saying that we are not good enough? Two men and one woman, There is also a person who puts the iron box into his backpack. This is obviously the strong bear! Grandma's! Is this some kind of prophecy? If it is really a prophecy, who is this person with three eyes? What about that person? Is the man in the weird hat Wang Meng? He didn't lock himself in that coffin? Instead, he found a substitute? So where did he go? Who was the woman locked in the coffin? "

In an instant, countless questions appeared in my mind, making my head almost explode.

I took a deep breath, then slowly put the iron box in my hand aside and went to check other items in my backpack.

Although the black military backpack didn't look too big, it contained a lot of things.

I took a quick look and found that in addition to some first aid items, there were two small plastic boxes inside the backpack. The boxes contained two injections. They were all marked in English, which I couldn’t understand even with my semi-fluent English skills. What does it say?

In addition, there were three bags of compressed biscuits, two boxes of canned beef, a package of compound American military rations, a water-filled game console, a kettle, and a package of fully sealed Sanwu cigarettes.

I couldn't help but feel overjoyed when I saw that there was dry food in the backpack. I hurriedly opened the package of compressed biscuits, stuffed two big mouthfuls into my mouth, and drank another big mouthful of water.

When the compressed biscuits met the water, they began to expand in my stomach as quickly as possible. A strong feeling of fullness instantly satisfied me, and my body that had been soaked in the cold river water also began to feel relieved at this time.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, took another sip of water, and quickly put the contents of the backpack back, but when I turned around to get the box, it disappeared inexplicably.