I Founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Chapter 140 Diving

It was the dead of night.

The bustling streets during the day fell silent, and the factories with constant mechanical roars had stopped. The behemoth called Fog City seemed to have fallen asleep completely.

But under the behemoth's inky black fur, there were still some restless fleas working all night long. They were the nobles who were having fun.

And inside the huge body of the behemoth, there were still some slight mechanical roars resounding in the dark. They were the workers who continued to work overtime even in the middle of the night.

And outside the body of the Fog City behemoth, in the winding and turbulent remote river bay, there was a group of strange and bizarre guys who were secretly moving.

They were dressed in uniform clothes, and they looked strangely pale under the cold crescent moon.

They stood in a straight line on the eight-yard-high river bank, all maintaining a silent posture, standing silently in the whistling river wind.

Their clothes rustled in the river wind, and it could be seen that the ankles of these strange people were all tied with heavy iron balls!

In such a dim night, this group of strange guys seemed to be holding some suspicious suicide ritual. The sturdy leader waved his arms and jumped into the river with a splash. The turbulent water immediately swept the man who was seeking death away, but he could not do anything about the heavy iron ball. The sturdy man slowly fell to the bottom of the river, stepped on the soft river soil with his feet, and stirred up a light mist of sand and dust to blur the river.

Then the other people who were seeking death also jumped into the river one by one, stirring up waves. The last one was a man and a woman holding hands like a young couple. The woman was beautiful and pretty with a smile on her lips, and the man had no expression on his face.

After this man and woman also jumped into the river, the thick mist on the river bank slowly dissipated.

After these strange divers fell into the riverbed, they did not panic or struggle at all. They just held their breath and walked slowly in the dark riverbed. They did not even spit out a bubble. If you look down from the river surface, you can't even see half a shadow.

They came to a natural stone wall at the edge of the riverbed. The leader touched the wall with his palm and closed his eyes, as if he was muttering an unknown spell in his heart. The stone wall covered with dark moss seemed to be able to sense the leader's chanting and trembled slightly. The dark color twisted and fluctuated like ripples, and then it suddenly became completely transparent like an illusory light and shadow, exposing the hidden waterway behind the stone wall!

The leader waved his arm and led the people in line to slowly walk into the depths of the waterway. The waterway was not deep. It was only a few yards further to reach the end, but above their heads, the water surface reflecting the dim light of torches was already visible like a lens.

The leader untied the iron ball from his ankle, stomped on the ground, and paddled his arms to float up. The others followed suit and jumped out of the water.

On the top was an underground passage that was obviously artificially constructed. There were burning torches hanging on both sides of the passage. The warm heat caused a light mist to quickly rise from the clothes of the people who came out of the water, making the orange-red firelight of the underground passage look a little hazy.

Crovitt said quietly in a low voice: "John, I have already told Mr. Nello, you just need to follow me later, I will take you to my post, and you just need to be my assistant."

"Okay, dear Miss Crovitt, your loyal assistant John will seriously follow your orders. You told me to go east, and I will never go west."

"Hehe, so good."

Watson followed the end of the team and walked slowly forward. Just now, when Nello led everyone to jump into the river, he suddenly realized why the female detective and the Anti-Suppression Bureau had repeatedly searched the old St. Archbishop's Hospital but could not find any suspicious traces of the Crossroads Cult, and he had searched the inside of the hospital but could not find the door to the secret room. It turned out that the real activity space of the cult was to go by water!

Moreover, this waterway is indeed hidden. If other investigators want to find this entrance, first of all, they must be good at swimming with sufficient lung capacity to search repeatedly at the bottom of the river. Even if this good at swimming dives into the bottom of the river and finds the stone wall covered with dark moss, they must have the corresponding secret cultivation to be able to see through the hazy cover.

Then, even if the diver happens to be able to see through this cover and successfully move into the underground passage, he must try to break through the thick iron door in front.

The iron door is like a tight and seamless wall, completely blocking the way ahead.

After Nello knocked seven times in a rhythm of two, three, and two, a small door for peeping was opened on the door. Only a gloomy look shot out from the door. Even after seeing that the visitor was the deputy leader, he did not open the door directly, but asked for today's secret code for opening the door.

A hoarse and muffled voice came from behind the door, "Who can really remain indifferent after hearing this?"

Nello took a step back and replied, "Only silence, dead silence and the dead can remain indifferent."

The peep door clicked shut again, but the next moment the thick iron door finally opened slowly outward with a click, exposing the real gathering place of the Crossroads Cult to Watson's vision.

It was a fantasy underground world that should not exist in reality. In the underground space as spacious as a football field, the first thing you see is the huge gem pillar that seems to support the entire underground space - the thick rhizome emitting a fluorescent green glow like emerald extends from the top, the rhizome and roots intertwine and extend all the way down, drilling deeper into the ground, but some of the thick roots like dancing pythons still extend around the cave.

These twisted roots are entrenched around the main trunk of the rhizome, winding around to form a large, slowly rotating disc of jade millstone.

On the jade millstone, which is filled with a faint green light, are condensed amber fruits that look like full honey. A masked secret believer is carefully using a knife to scrape off the sticky honey-like pulp that overflows from the surface of the amber fruit and pours it into a special silver bowl.

There are also some thick roots that extend particularly long, winding into other caves around the crypt. Inside the almost transparent jade roots, you can vaguely see some kind of liquid slowly flowing, rushing from all directions to the huge root column in the center... Those liquids are as charming and crystal-clear as rubies.

Watson looked along the snake-like roots and saw a total of 26 branch passages around. The passages looked very deep. The emerald light of the roots was not enough to fully illuminate the situation inside the cave. Only a hazy shadow could be seen, and it was unknown where it led to.

Some passages were not extended by emerald roots. Those passages were shrouded in complete darkness and the situation inside could not be seen at all.

Nello stood under the main trunk of the emerald rhizome and called out the names one by one to arrange the work for tonight. When it was finally the turn of Chief Watson who entered for the first time, he instructed the smiling girl: "Clovette, take Chief Watson around for a while to familiarize himself with the terrain, and then let him assist you in your work tonight."

"Hehe, got it."

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