Thinking of this, I stopped thinking about whether these things were my own. Invisibly, the pain on my body became much better.
I waved the stick in my hand and dug for a long time, then used my hands to dig into the deep sand. In one breath, I made a deep pit of nearly one meter. However, the further down I felt, the more something was wrong, because as the sand
As the depth of the pit increases, some groundwater begins to flow in from all sides.
Just come here, come here, it's so special, it has a faint layer of water vapor.
How can such cold groundwater have such heavy water vapor?
Thinking of this, I felt a little unsure. I turned around to look at the little demon hanging on the stone wall. The little thing was looking this way with its little mouth pouted and its neck stretched out. It was obvious that it looked very expectant...
....
"You'd better not play tricks on me, otherwise I'll be more attractive to you." I said, shaking my head. I don't know if this little thing can understand what I said. It glanced at me and then turned its attention to that person again.
Sandpit.
I had nothing to say, so I had to be a little more cautious and continue digging.
When I dug to a certain extent, the sand pit was actually full of water. Half of my body was soaked in the water, and the blood stains on my body dyed the water in the pit a light red color. Because the water temperature was very low, I couldn't
Stay inside all the time, go down for a while and come up slowly, go down for a while and come up slowly.
After a few repetitions, I soon felt something was wrong. There was something under the water.
I poked it down hard with a stick, as if poking it on a leather bag. Although the thing seemed to be very strong, it was obviously soft and elastic.
What?
Thinking in my mind, I poked again, this time harder than before, but after one stroke, it bounced back like a rubber tire, which made my hand hurt...
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Damn it, there really is something there. Could it be possible that there was a suitcase at that time?
Thinking of this, I squatted by the pit and stared at the foaming water and thought for a while. At this time, I found that the water vapor around me was already very thick.
Like a field that had just been burned down, white smoke rose up like a heavy fog.
However, this fog is different from what we usually see. The closer it is to the ground, the thicker the fog becomes. It is somewhat similar to the situation we encountered when catching toads before.
I didn't know the source of the fog, nor did I know what the mystery was in this place. But now, it was meaningless to look back, so I adjusted my mentality and went down, bent down, and touched under the water.
The underground water should be considered bitingly cold, and I am not very tall. When my fingers touched something underwater, most of my mouth was immersed in the water.
When I got close to the water, I realized that the water smelled a bit fishy, and the touch of my fingertips made my heart lift even more.
What I touched on my hand were pieces of scales. Each piece was as big as a small egg. The scales were relatively long and covered with mucus. They looked like some rare fish.
It has no body temperature, and the surface of its body is cold. It has not moved despite being touched and tossed, so I am not sure whether it is a giant beast with scales or a handicraft made of the skin of a giant beast.
Thinking of this, I bravely groped along the skin. After a while, I caught a ball of soft things on the sand dune on one side, which seemed to be the soft tail of a goldfish, and seemed to be smaller than the tail of a goldfish.
That one is much tougher, soft and a bit slippery in your hand...
I took a look and it seemed like a real beast...
Cold sweat broke out, and I quickly pulled my palm out of the water, put it in front of me to scratch my fingers, and then put it to my nose and smelled it. An extremely strong smell of mutton made me sweat.
I felt very uneasy. Generally speaking, this kind of body fluid is secreted by living things. Thinking of this, I raised my head and wanted to strangle you, the little monster hanging on the stone wall.
The moment I raised my head, the last thing I wanted to see happened happened. There was a sudden movement in the quiet sandpit. I stumbled and almost fell. I hurriedly stabilized my body, not daring to move rashly. I tried my best to restrain myself.
Fearful in my heart, I grabbed the sand pit on one side and crawled out with difficulty.
In order not to disturb the things below, I really didn't even dare to let out the air. However, the thing below was huge. The slightest movement caused the surrounding environment to change. As soon as I went up, the sand pit collapsed.
In the blink of an eye, I slid back helplessly...
"Master, please bless me. My life is miserable, don't make fun of me..." I was thinking in my heart. I really didn't care about anything. I didn't have time to pick up the stick I just held in my hand. I was so focused on crawling out.
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This process actually only lasted less than a minute, but in my opinion at the time, it seemed very long. People who have not experienced it would not understand that I was crawling forward little by little on the beach.
The surrounding sand seemed to be moved by something, and it felt like it was rotating slightly like quicksand.
Judging from the movement of the beach, the thing hidden in the beach is, at least, more than ten meters long. If it is a giant python, it should be as thick as two people hugging each other. Judging from the movement of its body, it should be twisting.
Moving the body, it can be seen that this is a snake, or something similar to a snake.
But, what is this? A giant salamander? A lizard? A Komodo dragon? Or...
No, how can it be so easy to meet? Dragons are rare in the world. Over the past thousands of years, only a few people have seen them with my own eyes. How can I, a fledgling Maoshan disciple, meet them?
No, no, I must have misunderstood. This should be caused by some geological movement that I don’t understand. If there really is a ferocious beast, what has it eaten and drank in these thousands of years? Nothing.
He was starving to death. Yes, yes, if there really was one, he would be dead.
I was thinking this, but I couldn't let go no matter what. After trying to escape from here several times but being pushed back by the surging sand bed, I suddenly found that I really wanted to cry...
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At that time, I felt that if God could give me another chance to start over, I would never do such a dangerous thing again... Looking back, I have encountered many things along the way.