Chapter 1123 The Underground Coffin

Rex, who had been waiting here for a long time, stretched out two fingers, first pointing to the top of his head, and then pointing to the depths of the water hole.

Simbadi made a clear gesture.

The former nodded, turned around and walked towards the cave.

He raised his head and stared at the air pipe suspended above the opponent's head. Walking underwater for three days was not only familiar with the basic operations of diving gear, but also a process of learning sign language and diving details. Among them, observing the status of the two tracheas at any time is a top priority, which is one of the reasons why salvage requires the cooperation of two people.

As a channel to maintain breathing, the other end of the leather tube is connected to an air pump driven by a steam engine. It fills air in while pumping air out, so that the air in the helmet is always kept open. No matter which pipe is damaged or blocked, the consequences will be disastrous. Therefore, special attention must be paid when passing through complex terrain and changing directions.

Seeing that there were no obstacles on the top of the cave that could threaten the gas pipeline, Simbadi also took a leap and got into the water cave.

The surge in his ears suddenly subsided a lot, and he could clearly hear the hissing from the valve and his own heartbeat.

After traveling about ten meters, the light became darker and darker. Looking at Rex's blurred back in front of him, he felt as if he was heading towards the abyss.

At this moment, the ground beneath his feet suddenly lifted upwards, turning from a flat road into a gentle slope.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Simbadi actually saw the sea surface again. It no longer shimmered with golden light, but was as quiet as night.

As Rex slowly emerged from the water, he couldn't help but hold his breath, and saw a huge cave appearing in front of the two of them. Most of its outline was hidden in the darkness, and only a small area of ​​the dome was illuminated by the light reflected from the sea water, revealing a faint blue color with sparkling waves.

This water cave is actually a passage connecting the inside and outside?

He struggled to climb ashore and was about to take off his helmet, but was stopped by Rex.

The Fjord man took out a waterproof oil lamp from his pocket, lit the wick and observed it for a while before taking off his helmet, "Huh...it seems like this is not a dead place."

"Is there...wind?" Simbadi immediately felt the slightest chill passing over his cheeks after taking off his hood.

"Well, there probably are other exits to the cave." Rex said excitedly, "In this way, the possibility of finding treasures here is a little higher. We are really lucky."

Simbadi was not very interested in finding good things. He was more concerned about the safety of the cave. Unexpectedly, there would be a hollow terrain under the desert. This is simply beyond common sense. The depth of their dive will not exceed twenty meters. Even if there is a rock layer, it must not be too thick. How can the loose sand support a large cave? Will the dome collapse? These questions made him slightly uneasy.

After going out, it would be better to report this discovery to the people of Graycastle. Sinbad thought to himself, although he felt a little sorry for the Strange Objects Club, it was not far from Daqing Port and he did not want any accidents to happen.

"The wind seems to be coming from that direction," Rex put his helmet on the edge of the pool, lifted the oil lamp and said, "Let's go over and have a look."

Sinbad had no choice but to draw his sword and followed slowly.

However, as the exploration progressed, he only felt that the cave became more and more strange.

It didn't take long for the rocks under my feet to turn into soft soil, and then clusters of green grass replaced the slippery moss, as if this was not the underground but an oasis in Yinchuan.

"It's incredible that green leafy plants can grow here," Rex exclaimed. "I thought that only mushrooms and moss would exist in the lightless underground."

"How about... let's go back first," Simbadi said hesitantly, "I always feel that this place"

He suddenly froze mid-sentence.

"What do you think is going on here?" Rex didn't get a reply for a long time and couldn't help but look back, "Huh? What are you looking at...a flower?"

Simbadi felt his breathing quicken. There was a beautiful little flower blooming at his feet. The petals were lavender, and the leaves were almost as thin as cicada wings, as if they would break if pinched lightly. "This is...the Flower of God..."

"Very rare?"

"No...it used to be everywhere." Simbadi whispered, "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, in the legend about the messengers of the three gods, this kind of flower is all over the coast, like a purple ribbon. Generally speaking, it is also the most gorgeous sea of ​​flowers in the extreme south.”

"In the desert...is there a sea of ​​flowers?" Rex asked in confusion.

"According to legend, this place was not a desert a long time ago, but was covered with trees, grasslands and rivers just like the north." He shook his head, "But with the departure of the three gods' messengers, the land gradually became deserted and became what it is today. But What I want to say is not that this God's Flower has a very detailed description in the legend. Once it takes root, it cannot be moved. This is why there is no sea of ​​flowers in the oasis. It should have become extinct long ago..."

"So there is still such a thing." The fjord man smacked his lips, "Perhaps it is because the desertification did not affect the underground cavity that the God's Flower that happened to be rooted here survived."

Is that really so... The strange feeling in Sinbad's heart became more and more intense. For some reason, walking in this dim world, he felt like walking on an oasis.

The purple flowers around them are gradually becoming denser, and they don't look like they grow underground by chance.

Just when he was hesitating whether to continue moving forward, there was a soft "click" sound under his feet.

Then a soft light bloomed from the soil, illuminating an area several meters in radius.

"What's going on?" Rex asked in surprise.

"I...I seem to have stepped on something," Sinbad swallowed, "It seems like a wooden board."

"Is it a trap?" He quickly leaned down and stroked the flowers and plants around his feet with his hands, "This is ha, ha ha... ha ha ha..."

Hearing the laughter echoing in the cave, Simbadi felt his hair stand on end, "What's so funny? Hey, tell me first what it is!"

"Hahaha, it's a treasure! We found the treasure!" Rex said excitedly, "Look!"

When he smoothed away all the soil, Simbadi was surprised to see that the light came from the thing under his feet. It was a "stone tablet" half buried in the ground. There were countless lines on it, as dense as fingerprints. . The light radiated out with his feet as the center, making the monument look like white jade. But even though it looks hard, it feels like rotten wood. It will sag a little with a little force, which is completely beyond the scope of common sense.

What's even more incredible is that once you move your feet away, the surface of the monument will gradually return to its original shape, and the light will dissipate, as if everything you just saw was an illusion.

"Is there any more magical treasure than this!" Rex repeatedly stepped on the "stone tablet" and said happily, "If I can dedicate this to the King of Graycastle, the honorary explorer title will definitely belong to me!"

"But... it's too big," Simbadi wondered. Judging from the small piece exposed, the "stone monument" as a whole is probably bigger than the two of them combined. Moving out is no easy task.

"Methods are what people think of. As long as you use your brain more, you will definitely find a method. Or we can find another exit of the cave?" Rex suddenly stopped, "There seems to be another piece there."

Simbadi followed his gaze and took a few steps forward, and sure enough he stepped on the same "stone" again. With the light it emits, more gray-white outlines appear in the sea of ​​flowers.

"There's this, there's that..." The two of them walked along these stone monuments for tens of meters. They counted the numbers silently at first, but soon gave up the idea.

In just a short distance, the Flower of God's Envoy has been covered by more and more stone tablets. No matter where they stop, there will be light.

Until a huge wall blocked the two of them.

"Oh my God..." Rex gasped.

Simbadi also felt a chill. He slowly raised his head. Under the soft light, the outline of the stone wall was revealed bit by bit. They discovered that it was not a "wall", but a hill formed by countless monuments piled together.

Some of them are incomplete, some are broken into several pieces, but most of them are shaped like a square rectangular parallelepiped. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are monuments. But when they were piled up together, they gave Simbadi another feeling.

Buried coffin.