[Bottle Evil] The Old Mansion's Strange Story

I regained my composure, held my breath, returned to my five senses, and saw a huge monster rushing towards me.

I kept the waterproof bag with my mobile phone fastened to my wrist all the time. I knew that in this dark underground, light was even more important than the knife in my hand.Although the light range is smaller underwater, I can still see the thing that is rushing towards me with a big mouth open, and the teeth in the mouth are inverted, just like the teeth of a shark.

I swung the knife to block it, and the blade slashed directly on its mouth. The thing was in pain, and it shook its head violently. I held the knife handle tightly, and my whole body was thrown. It was very powerful.

Now that I got closer, I saw that this thing looked like a big catfish. It had lived in the dark underground for a long time. Its eyes had degenerated. They were two cloudy spheres with two long whiskers around its mouth. Like a whip.

Is this a pet raised by Shadow?Judging by this appearance, it should be to his taste.

I have heard of a giant catfish, it is said that it is used to eating carrion, so it grows very large, and likes to attack humans.This one right now, I don't know where it came from, but it's clearly of interest to me.

It swung its head again, throwing both me and the knife out, and immediately launched a second attack.

Numbness, I said in my heart, I'm not interested in you fucking, don't make an appointment!

Regardless of the fact that fish have no hands or feet, in the water, it is best not to underestimate their flexibility.

Fortunately, I was prepared. This time I stuffed the backpack I was carrying into its mouth, and then grabbed one of its whiskers. It was as hard as a steel bar and slippery.The other hand stabbed the knife hard into its belly, which should be the softest part of its body.

As a result, the big catfish turned over suddenly, and my knife was inserted into its back. The position was very biased, and it probably couldn't hurt the vitals.But this time, it obviously pissed it off, and I felt a sudden burning pain on my face.

Damn it, I cursed, I slapped the fish's fin.

The big catfish rolled over in the water, but I took the opportunity to stick my head out of the water to take a breath, and then I was brought back into the water by it.All my strength was used to hold the knife tightly while trying to adjust my body, so I was almost riding on its back.This kind of thing has a strong sense of revenge. If I don't kill it, it will definitely kill me.

We are actually about the same size, I am taller than it, and it is fatter than me, I hugged it tightly and stabbed it hard.The two of us just splashed around in the water. My physical strength was already reaching its limit. The most important thing was that there was not much air in my lungs. A protracted battle was not good for me.

I estimated the time and wanted to pull out the knife, but it seemed to be stuck, and I had no strength, so I let go of the knife handle.I saw the big catfish twist a few more times in the low light, and then I lost sight of it.

I hold my breath and try to swim up, I need air.

But I never thought that the moment I got rid of the catfish, there was another huge force holding me back.

This kind of power is different from the one just now, it is invisible, but it does have a strong suction, pulling me deeper into the water.

I tried my best to swim up, but to no avail. I clearly felt my body being pulled down, and then I was washed by a strong current.

I was surprised to find that this river is very strange. On the surface, water flows in one direction, but inside the river, when it reaches a certain depth, it flows in another direction.

Moreover, the current was stronger and more turbid. I was involved in it, and I couldn't break free at all. I didn't know where I was going to be washed.

I thought of the "prophecy" of the shadow again. Could it be that this is the way he was referring to?Being directly washed out of the underground river by water is like riding a roller coaster, it seems very enjoyable.

I suddenly felt that there was no strength in any part of my body, only my brain could think about things.

My mind was saying, figure out a way or die.

I didn't think of a way, I knew that the backpack was gone, there was a knife on my waist, that was all, and then my consciousness began to blur.

This feeling may be more like being frantically washed in the washing machine for a period of time. I feel that my internal organs are shaking back and forth, and my body is constantly hitting the sand and stones at the bottom of the river.

Fortunately, this time was very short. Before I fainted, I felt the water flow slowed down, and then my body was suspended in the air, and my head was out of the water.

The moment I was rushed out, I used my last strength to insert the knife into the rock wall.

Dabai dogleg is a good knife, mainly hard.

I fixed my body with the knife, and after the dizziness passed, I heard the sound of rumbling water, like a waterfall, and I seemed to be hanging on a waterfall.From time to time, water splashes hit my face, and water rushed on me.

A poem flashed in my mind: Flying down three thousand feet.

I don't fucking want to fall for nine days.

It's not beautiful at all, it has to be so high, and it can't fall so that even my own mother doesn't recognize it.

I thought to myself that the Lushan Waterfall is rare in the world after all. It is impossible for the underground waterfall in this valley to have such a high drop, so just drop it.

Although I don't want to fall, it seems that I can't climb up.

I gripped the knife tightly, and said to myself that it would be fine not to separate from the knife.The white dog leg seemed to understand what I meant, it was a little too sharp, and it cut out from the rock wall, and I fell.

Before I adjusted my posture for entering the water, I fell into the sand and mud on the river beach, and I breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that I was not high.

There is still no light around, it seems that it is not so easy to get out, I was just rushed into another space by the counter current.

I supported myself to sit up, my whole body was sore, the wound on my thigh was already numb, I tried to move, but I was still able to move.

I didn't have the strength to stand up for a while, so I crawled away from the water and seemed to have reached the shore.

I slowed down and started thinking. The "waterfall" is actually very strange. Although I can't see the panorama for the time being, I can tell from the sound of the water that it is coming from all directions, not just the one I fell from.According to the geological characteristics of this place, the possibility of such underground waterfalls appearing is very small.

I can only think of one most likely explanation, which is artificial.

Water veins are an important feng shui element of the mausoleum, and running water is even more rare, but once it is arranged skillfully, it can form a very good "potential".According to the scale of the mausoleum that Poker-Face and I deduced before, it is not unexpected that there are such a group of waterfalls where the water veins gather.

The water in the underground palace is not far from the coffin. I know that I am gradually approaching the center of the tomb.

I wiped the water from my face, and my heart suddenly felt cold. I touched my wrist again, and the waterproof bag was gone.The washing machine-like water just now was so strong that it knocked the phone away.

I lost the light source and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

I don't know where I am now, but judging from the echo of the water, the space here seems to be quite large.

This approach may be a bit risky, but I was eager to verify it, so I roared at the top of my throat.The voice echoed, as if shouting into the valley.

Am I already outside, because it is night, so there is no light?

I was still a little excited thinking about it. I groped and climbed a few more steps, but what I touched was still sand and gravel, which seemed to be a river beach, not even a grass.

I'm a bit self-deceiving, I said to myself, even at night, there will still be the moon and stars, but when I look up, it's still pitch black.

It can't be that I'm blind, I came up with such an idea again.It's so evenly dark here that I don't even have a way to verify it.

I sat for a while, my breathing gradually calmed down, and I became calm. I knew very well that no matter where this was, I couldn't just sit and wait.

Because I couldn't see anything, I chose to continue climbing. It might be very embarrassing, but I have to rely on the touch of my hands to distinguish things around me.

Gradually, I felt that the ground under my hands was different. I touched dry land, and then large rocks.

There are many rocks, which are lined up together. I touched them for a while and found that it seemed to be the cornerstone of some building.

This is the expected discovery, and it is also the discovery I wanted. I pulled out the white dog leg and planned to use it to climb up.

My hands were so worn that the skin was broken, and subtle pains continued to come from my hands.I stuck the knife into a crevice in the rock, and propped myself up with a leap.

This is very unexpected, I didn't pull anything, but my body turned over due to the change of center of gravity.

I fell into the rock "wall" I just touched with my head in my arms.

It turns out that this is not a cornerstone, but a circle of "guardrails".

When I fell in, I felt a dull pain in my waist. It wasn't from the fall, but from something poking it.

I touched it, and it was a long strip, which felt very familiar. It was a bone of a human or an animal. I touched it to the side, and it was still there. This time it seemed to be a rib.

I didn't know if it was the Zhang family, so I subconsciously looked for the hand bones, trying to feel if there were any oddly long fingers.But when I looked for it, I found that I couldn't tell the difference now.There are too many bones within my reach.

I crawled forward a few more steps, but it was still the same. Wherever I touched, there were bones, and I couldn't tell which bone was which part of the human body.

But the skull is still very obvious. After a few touches, I touched several skulls. This place is simply a skull pit.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

Damn it, I said to myself, I guess I will leave a psychological shadow, and I will not dare to touch other people's heads in the future.

I bite the bullet and continued to touch other people's skulls, and soon I picked up something among the piles of bones. It was metal, maybe bronze, but it seemed to be too rotten, and I couldn't feel the patterns on it.I continued to search, and gradually found that there are many more, almost every skull will be near.

This is some kind of status symbol that these people wear around their necks or on their heads.

I know where I am now, the burial pit.These people are all slaves or prisoners of war buried with them.

The sacrificial pits are generally on both sides of the mausoleum, and I guess you can walk along to the underground palace.

Just as I was about to continue, my eyes suddenly lit up.

Not very bright, just a faint light, and I could tell right away that the light source was behind me.

The hairs on my neck stood on end immediately, I didn't know whether I should be thankful that I wasn't blind, or should be vigilant, how could there be light suddenly appearing in this dark place.

Could it be them who are stuffy!

Probably out of a conditioned reflex to this thought, I turned my head away.

Not far behind me, suddenly appeared a ball of light, green and shiny, but I didn't see anything else.

The light seemed to be jumping and jumping, which was very strange.