Catfish living in the shallows, I mean other people a piece of fish, two people looked at his oxygen table, hesitated, White Snake to catch up first.
We followed, my heart began to accelerate, it was a gamble, if this catfish take us into deeper waters, we are likely to depletion of oxygen in the return on the road drowned in the ground.
Strong heart and intuition coexist ideological struggle, but the body still honest followed catfish go up the river. Fat moon over me, I feel his saliva floating out from the breathing tube edge.
Had been up for about 5 minutes, the anxiety of my mind already to the extreme, turned many times want to look to the direction getaway. We would have thrown almost immediately behind the white snake catfish called signal again.
I see hope, rushed up, the water pressure on the body slowly becomes lighter, and soon a cool head, our head above the water.
Fat playing cold fireworks, lighting up all around, this is a subterranean flood, there is a gap above, there is daylight enters from the gap, numerous roots and dodder hanging from the gap. With low stream.
We slowly onto the riverbank, took off his diving equipment, we have found through a flooded area, again came to the section of waterway access.
"Fish?" Fat man asked me. I knelt down to see where the water floating on a layer of white clay as mucus, I touch a bar (the) very fishy, it is animal feces.
Looked closer look, I saw on the walls here, cut a mountain out of a shrine, like Dunhuang, like, dense, many shrines are parked a human face bird, head buried in the wings, are dormant .
Everyone immediately down their breathing, hold down the fat man carrying a pistol. But we all know, the three of us here if disturb these birds, it must be dead.
A statue of the great bronze statue in the shrine of heavy (in) the heart, has collapsed, and the above corrosion bird droppings (available) mottled.
"Before those catfish predation is here now." My heart said, last night, reducing the number of them World War II, people face a bird, but these shrines to both sides extend away, the dark faces of the people do not know how many birds lurking in the rock walls.
"These people put these broken dongzhen when the same God for the birds." Kick the foot kicking a lot of fat bones, mouthed, said: "There are beasts they ate,"
White Snake lifted from the ground and a man skeleton, wetsuit, this man was thin and tall, just like the palace belonging to Genting day creatures.
"Wu evil, you see this."
White Snake boasted equality, it is a dignified practitioners cowboys never told me all by their first names.
I walked over and saw the animal's bones, has a large number of human bones, some of which are attached to a nylon fragments (mostly called with), I flip the bones, to find half rusty belt buckle from the inside.
I know who's belt buckle, Ye Genting days when he died in the palace. Where it is estimated that the bodies are eating.
Had been able to see the enemy can not think of relics, there is a warp feeling.
Backtrack it has been impossible, I looked at his watch, from the dark early. The best way is to climb out from the top of the slot. But seeing the leaves into relics, I suddenly realized that here I might be possible to find the remains of another person. Some of the information on him, for I was useful.
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