Chapter 18: A Lot of Hair

A strand of hair was found in an underwater tomb, and it was still moving. Most people would immediately think there was a ghost. Fortunately, there was a stone slab in the middle, so even if there was a ghost, he couldn't get through. The fat man was not willing to give up, and kept shining the light on the gap to see what was inside. He saw that the gap was quite wide, so he leaned his face over to take a look.

He looked at it for a few seconds, as if he really saw something. He calmed down in confusion and went closer to look again. This time, he reacted strongly. After just a few seconds, he suddenly retreated and swam several meters away as if he was running for his life. He swam a few times, and probably suddenly thought of us, and turned around and shook his fist at us. At first, I thought he was going to hit me, but then I thought, damn! Isn't this a gesture for us to run for our lives?

But it seemed like nothing happened just now. I turned around reflexively to see what happened, only to see that the stone slab blocking the road suddenly rose up, and a mass of black ink-like substance seeped out from the gradually increasing gap underneath. I quickly stepped back, thinking it was poisonous water. When I took a closer look, I was so scared that my jaw froze. Those black things turned out to be human hair!

The fat man saw that we were so slow to react, so he swam back to pull us. We woke up and ran for our lives. Under water, the more nervous we were, the more energy we consumed, and the slower we swam. I couldn't grasp the rhythm in a panic, so I just followed the fat man and walked on the wall. Although it was not elegant, it was very fast, especially the feeling of having our feet firmly on the ground was very good. We walked for about twenty steps and came to a bend. The fat man grabbed us and asked us to hide behind the bend to see what was going on. We took a big gulp of oxygen and hurriedly looked back. Wow, the tomb passage behind us was full of hair, black and clumps. My throat tightened when I saw it. How many years of neglect would it take for it to grow so long?

The fat man cursed, picked up the air gun, aimed it at the center of the black mass and shot. He probably thought that the gun would be able to penetrate it at once, so when he saw the dart fly quickly for six or seven meters and suddenly go into slow motion and then be wrapped in the hair, his face turned pale.

However, the javelin did have some effect. The hair seemed to still have consciousness. It shrank back a bit and then rolled over. The rolling seemed like something was trying to come out of the hair. We couldn't help but become alert. The fat man threw another javelin and prepared to move closer and hit him again. At this moment, the hair suddenly shrank and then suddenly expanded. At this moment, I immediately saw a dead person spit out from the deepest part of the hair.

The man was wearing a diving suit, and his nose and mouth seemed to be full of hair. He looked like he had suffocated to death. His body was now swollen from blisters, and there were heads growing out of his eyeballs. I knew something was wrong, this thing was weird, so I had to leave quickly and wanted to pull the fat man, but when I looked up, the fat man was gone. I was shocked and turned around, only to see that he had run a long way away and was waving his fist at us.

I cursed in my heart, you actually ran to a safe place first and then came to warn us, and hurriedly called Men Youpingzi and Aning to follow. I saw that the fat guy was still complaining about our slow reaction, so I kicked him on the butt immediately. The fat guy was still not convinced and wanted to rush up to beat me. Aning hurriedly stopped us and pointed behind us. I saw that escaping was the most important thing, and I would settle the score with him after we get out.

At this time, I had already thought about the fact that when Uncle San was rescued, he was holding a strand of hair in his hand. Could it be that the body in the hair was one of the locals who came down with him? Then what was the elevator he mentioned? Was there any connection with the hair?

I was thinking about this question while swimming, wondering if the elevator that Uncle San mentioned was the electric razor used to shave hair. He might see so much hair and want to use an electric razor to shave it all off. But that's impossible. Although Uncle San is not serious, he is not nonsensical. Moreover, although elevator and electric razor are pronounced the same in my local dialect, the word electric razor is rarely used, so this shouldn't be the reason.

I thought about it, and then thought about another thing. It has been nearly half an hour since we came here. We are breathing so fast, and the oxygen consumption is several times higher than usual. It seems a bit excessive. I looked at the oxygen meter, which is very bad. If there is no progress, we must rush back the same way, otherwise the oxygen will not be enough. But after going out like this, I didn't even find the ear chamber that Uncle San mentioned. I was a little unwilling.

At this time, Men Youpingzi, who had been swimming at the end, suddenly took a few steps like lightning and rushed to the front. He grabbed the fat man and asked him to stop. When I saw him taking action, I suddenly felt relieved. This man must have found some clues.

Sure enough, he asked us to follow him. The fat guy was so anxious that he was jumping up and down, but his performance just now was so bad that we ignored him. He had no choice but to follow us angrily.

Men Youping swam back several meters quickly and pointed to a piece of the tomb wall that was a little sunken. It turned out that when Fatty was walking, he kicked the tomb wall into the wall. I was overjoyed and looked around. This was indeed the end of a long corridor. The mechanism that Uncle San mentioned was most likely here. However, once the mechanism is activated, water will rush in. Uncle San was wearing a helmet at that time, so he was fine. Now we only have diving goggles on our heads. If we are swept into the rapids, we may get a bloody head.

I looked back and saw that the hair hadn't caught up with me yet, so I wanted to warn them first. At this time, the fat guy curiously pressed it. I didn't expect the door to be so slippery. It shrank back in an instant, and a lot of bubbles came out at the same time. I was so angry that my blood was rushing out of my heart. Before I could say a word, I felt a huge thrust rushing directly from behind me, pushing me hard into the hole in the wall. The water flow was in a rotating shape, and I immediately understood what Uncle San said, that all the internal organs were thrown aside, and I felt like I was stuffed into a drum washing machine. After a while of stirring, I was dizzy and couldn't see anything clearly.

I don't know how long it took, but when I woke up, I felt like my whole body was falling apart, especially my neck, which hurt so much that I almost broke it. Fortunately, I still had my breathing mouth in my mouth. I looked carefully and found that I was in a well, and it was pitch black. Fatty and the others were below me, and they seemed to be dizzy. The fat guy was still spinning in circles, as if he was dancing ballet.

I looked at the wall of the well. It was made of top-grade white jade. With such fine material used here, we should have reached the underground palace of the tomb. It looked like we might have reached the spring in the ear chamber that Uncle San mentioned. I waited for them to react, made a swimming motion, then took a deep breath, pushed my feet, and floated up in a few strokes. In less than half a minute, I suddenly felt my head warm, and I came out of the water.

It was pitch black all around. The underwater searchlight was too bright after it came out of the water. The wall it was shining on was reflecting. I couldn't see clearly even with squinting eyes, so I dimmed it. At this time, the other people also came out of the water. The fat man followed my example and turned off the searchlight. Without checking it first, he stood up and climbed up. He sat there gasping for breath and cursed, "This is as bad as a flush toilet. It makes me dizzy. My intestines are tied to my brain."

I also climbed up and looked around the place. I couldn't help but feel sad. The murals in this room have all been destroyed. It seems that after Uncle San and his friends changed the air here, the murals have corroded faster. Now there is not a single clear picture. I saw a lot of porcelain on the side. Just like Uncle San said, I basically concluded that this is the ear chamber that will suddenly disappear. I looked at the ceiling. There was a relief of the big yin and yang on it, and there were fifty star maps outside. It seems that the owner of the tomb was also a cultivator . I looked down at the floor again and found that there seemed to be some footprints on the ground, all left by wet feet stepping on the dust on the ground. I saw these old frog web marks and thought that they might have been left by Uncle San and his friends back then.

Aning also climbed up. This was probably her first time entering an ancient tomb, and she looked very nervous. She saw me squatting down to study the footprints and asked, "Are these left by tomb robbers? Have they already taken away everything?"

I frowned, not sure, because I saw that among these footprints, there was a very strange one, it was actually a barefoot print, and the most bizarre thing was that the footprint was very small, it looked like it was a child's. I followed the footprint and found that it extended to the corner of the room, behind a large Qing Dynasty porcelain jar.

Aning was a little scared and whispered, "It seems like there was a child. Look at these footprints, they only walked forward but not back. Could it be that——?"

I shone the flashlight and found that there did seem to be something behind the large porcelain jar.