"There's a ghost!"
Wu Xie stretched out his hand and drew a few strokes.
Wang Cheng immediately understood. It was the word 'ghost'.
The ancient tomb at the bottom of the sea, the hair that suddenly appeared, and the pitch-black surroundings.
When these evil elements were added together, it was difficult not to associate them with ghosts.
Fatty was still looking for the mechanism when he suddenly discovered the two of them communicating silently. He could not help but feel strange. However, when he saw the ink-like thing clearly, his expression changed drastically.
Seeing his legs kicking wildly in the sea like a frog, this scene was really comical.
Ah Ning and the others who were following behind them swam over as well. They were obviously puzzled when they saw the strange behavior of the three of them. Fatty kept making dangerous gestures at her, but unfortunately, Ah Ning did not notice it.
Wang Cheng went up to her and reminded her, only to see Ah Ning react with a few dart-like weapons in her hands.
With a swoosh, it broke through the layers of water and pierced into the ball of hair.
Wang Cheng's eyes twitched.
He was the only one who knew how fast Ah Ning had reacted.
Almost in a flash, her beautiful eyes were as cold as ice, completely different from the flirtatious woman in her impression.
Soon, something even more shocking happened.
After the dart pierced through, the hair twisted at an abnormal angle, as if…it had angered it. In the next moment, more hair gushed out from the crack in the stone slab.
It almost blocked the entire Thief Cave.
This was f * cking…
There really was a ghost.
Not only Wang Cheng, but the fatty was also dumbfounded. Subconsciously, he retreated frantically.
This guy's perception of danger had always been to leave first.
The others reacted a step slower.
The worker who led the group into the water was desperately trying to get closer to Wang Cheng and the others. Suddenly, he stopped moving. A bunch of long hair wrapped around his neck tightly, and more of it kept coming out from his nose, eyes, and ears.
This scene made everyone's souls run out of their bodies. How could they dare to stay any longer?
Wang Cheng knew that this was not the time to scheme.
He activated the Thousand Doors of Traps.
His gaze swept across the stone slab like lightning.
At this moment, everything seemed to have changed in his eyes. He felt as if he was standing in God's perspective, and that feeling was extremely magical.
However, he did not have the time to savor it carefully.
Combined with Xunlong Dianxue's kung fu.
Soon, he locked onto a spot.
Compared to the other stone slabs, the style of the embossed was similar, but it clearly had a feeling of being sunken.
Water Force Machine
A thought suddenly appeared in the depths of Wang Cheng's mind.
He immediately understood that this should be the name of the mechanism in front of him.
Using the water to activate the mechanism, the internal structure was extremely complicated. It was impossible to explain it in a short period of time. It was also unknown where Wang Zanghai found such a method to use a mechanism to block the seawater.
It was simply unheard of.
"Over there."
Wang Cheng gestured to everyone and rushed straight to the mechanism.
His hands quickly knocked on the stone slab.
Then, he felt a huge force pushing him into the stone wall. The world spun, and it was a hundred times more exciting than riding a roller coaster.
Bang!
When he had just gotten used to the strong dizziness, Wang Cheng felt like he was a stone thrown into the water.
After a long while, they slowly surfaced.
The searchlight on his head flickered. He didn't know if it was broken, but the light was scattered. He could still recognize that this place was a pool.
The surroundings were built with bluestone and white marble steps.
Just like the Ming and Qing gardens he had seen in Suzhou.
After looking around for a while and confirming that there was no danger, Wang Cheng waved his hand and swam forward. Only then did he realize that the water temperature of the pool he was in was unexpectedly warm.
There were still bubbles rising from the bottom.
After looking at it for a while, he deduced that it should be an underwater spring.
The entire ancient tomb was built on the spring's eye, and the mechanism was driven by the water. It could prevent the seawater from flowing back and destroying the structure of the ancient tomb, and it could also maintain the mechanism for hundreds of years.
This…Wang Zanghai was a genius in the field of mechanisms.
Even Wang Cheng, who was used to seeing modern mechanical designs in the future, was amazed when he realized this.
The only thing he couldn't figure out was how Wang Zanghai managed to work in such a deep sea a few hundred years ago and build such a huge underwater tomb.
Bang!
Just as he grabbed the escalator and was about to go up, he suddenly heard a splash behind him.
Water splashed everywhere.
Wang Cheng turned around and saw Fatty.
Only his physique could cause such a huge commotion.
Once they were ashore, Wang Cheng took out a flashlight from his waterproof backpack and looked around.
There were large murals painted on the walls, using primitive paint. Unfortunately, it had been heavily oxided by the water vapor, and many parts had fallen off. The original appearance could not be seen clearly.
"Cheng…"
"Come quickly, I found something good."
Just as he was trying to find some clues from the murals, Fatty's voice suddenly sounded from not far away.
Wang Cheng turned to look.
Fatty was squatting on the ground with difficulty, his eyes shining.
In front of him, there was a row of porcelain jars.
"Yuan Dynasty blue and white flowers…tsk tsk, this quality is not inferior to those collections in the Forbidden City.”
Fatty knocked on the jar a few times, but the sound was a little dull. He frowned." There seems to be something inside."”
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out to take the lid of the porcelain jar.
"F * ck…F * ck, what's this smell? Why does it look like a latrine pit?"
The next moment, Fatty shouted angrily.
An indescribable, strange stench wafted out. Even Wang Cheng, who was observing the murals from afar, could smell it. He subconsciously frowned.
This smell was a little familiar.
Giving up on the idea of continuing to look at the murals, he quickly walked up to Fatty and took a glance at the jar with his flashlight.
It was a pitch-black, turbid liquid with a layer of wax floating on it.
"Wait for me."
Fatty found an iron wire from somewhere, twisted it into the shape of a hook, and pulled it under the porcelain jar.
"There seems to be something."
He pulled hard.
However, the thing below was hooked out of the water.
Fatty and Wang Cheng's expressions changed drastically.
Hanging on the iron hook…was the skeleton of a baby.
"This…this is a corpse jar!"
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