Chapter 63 Pipeline Well

Daya and I turned around and planned to return. But as soon as we turned around, we suddenly heard someone shouting "Help".

At first, I thought it was an illusion and didn't care too much, but after I took a few steps, I heard another sound, and Daya stopped me from behind and asked me if I heard someone shouting "Help"?

We stood there, listening carefully for a long time with our ears erect. Sure enough, the sound was just under our feet. The sound was a little dull, the words were a little unclear, and the sound was in our ears. I felt a little strange. I couldn't help but be frightened, and the sound was gone.

At the first moment, Daya and I thought of Zhang Guoming. Could it be that this guy fell to the bottom of the mountain?

Big teeth stretched their neck and shouted: "Is there anyone below?"

But no one replied below, but he shouted "Help" repeatedly after a dozen seconds. The speed of speech was extremely fast, as if he was shouting two words as one word, and the duration was absolutely no more than one second. If it weren't for the sound of "Help", it would feel a bit like a bird's cry at first.

Daya shouted for a long time, but he didn't reply. He shouted to the bottom in anger: "Is there anyone below? If you hear it, can you shout something else? Have you heard it?"

After Daya finished shouting, the lower body was quiet for a while and there was no movement.

I glanced at Big Ya and looked at it: "Can you be unconscious and unconscious? But this sound doesn't look like a big man?"

Daya stared at me with her eyes: "Let's go and have a look?"

I looked down and nodded.

We pulled the trunks and the stones, climbing down little by little. Climbing such wild mountains is more tiring than climbing. At least the gripping hands on them are strong and can use force when climbing. The stones here look quite strong, so it is hard to say which one rolls down with a touch of your hand.

Following the sound, I gradually went down to more than ten meters. When I arrived at a relatively flat ground, it looked like a flat ground cut by a knife, and it looked very strange in such a steep mountain.

I looked up and looked up. I could no longer see the place where we were standing on the top of the mountain. The ancient trees in the mountains were towering, with lush branches and leaves. The crown of the tree was like a handful of Tianluo treasure umbrellas, covering the sky tightly. Through the small gap between the branches and leaves, you could vaguely see a blue hole.

We followed the sound for a long time, and finally felt that the sound seemed to be coming from a pipe well.

The manhole cover is rusty, and it is hard to tell whether it is a dirty manhole cover or a cable manhole cover. There are only some patterns on it and there is no text on it.

Daya and I looked at the manhole cover and were puzzled. Even if Zhang Guoming fell down, the manhole cover should be open and it would not be tightly locked.

Daya looked at me and asked me in a low voice: "Lai Liang? Could it be a murder? Could it be someone who revolted when he saw money and threw this guy down here?"

I didn't say anything, and I was full of doubts, but since there was someone at the bottom of the well, it was important to open it and take a look.

I winked at the big teeth, then we squatted down, clasped the round hole on the manhole cover with both hands, moved a few times, and finally lifted the manhole cover with the last force.

After the manhole cover was moved away, a shaft was exposed below. The shaft was made of red bricks and was dark and humid for many years. The walls of the well were covered with moss. After three or four meters down vertically, they turned around. They looked down from the well entrance and could not see anything. After waiting for a while, a "life-saving" sound came from the bottom of the well. It seemed that there was indeed someone at the bottom of the well.

Daya and I quickly shouted into the well, but the people in the well could not tell whether they were confused and unconscious. Apart from calling "help", they did not answer at all.

Daya looked at it and asked me to wait for him on it. He climbed down the ladder on the well wall carefully. After going down to the bottom of the well, he stretched his head to the left and then told me that there was a passage in the horizontal direction below, and the sound seemed to be coming from inside.

I was about to ask Big Teeth to be careful when I saw a big furry hand stretching out from the sideways, and I grabbed Big Teeth's legs. I pulled it hard, and pulled it down and pulled it into the channel with my legs, and it disappeared in an instant.

This scene was just a matter of lightning. I was stunned and scared that my soul was out of my body and was so stupid that I was stunned at that time. What was the thing just now? His hand was so strong that he dragged a living person like carrying a chicken?

I didn't care about anything else. I quickly climbed down the ladder to the bottom of the well, pulled out the dagger and looked inside carefully. A smell of smell of smell continued to flow out from inside, and it felt hot when I sucked into my nose. Except for the light from the flashlight, it was pitch black and I could not see anything.

I stretched my neck and shouted twice, but there was nothing else except my own echo.

At this time, I also saw sweat on my head. Could it be that Big Ya was also in an accident? With Big Ya's temper, I couldn't calm down before I died. I had to shout a few times. Why did I calm down like this this time? I haven't even put a single fart since I was pulled into the passage. I don't know why I was so obedient and at the mercy of others.

The pipe was tide and there was a layer of floating ash on the ground. Fortunately, there were these floating ash, and the direction of Big Teeth could be easily traced from the traces of dragging on the floating ash, but after chasing for a few meters, there was no trace. I continued to climb in as I felt that the more I crawled, the more I felt more and more panicked, and I probably walked more than 100 meters. I don’t know how many bends I turned. If Big Teeth was dragged like this from beginning to end, I would have been strangled to death.

I bent the cat and climbed forward. The flashlight in my hand kept shaking left and right, hoping that if I could see the big teeth, I could make some movement, so I would be wary of it. But everything was futile. I walked forty or fifty meters forward. There was a piece of pipe that stretched out from somewhere in front, and dirty water was flowing out. It was dark, bubbled, and the smell was stinking. It was so far away that I was so confused.

I pinched my nose with my hands and looked at it in front of the water. I didn't know how deep it was. The road ahead had been blocked by dirty ditches. Judging from this, I could only follow the water downstream or upstream, and maybe there was a way out.

I hesitated for a moment and decided to follow the flow. When I looked at the dirty ditch in front of me, I didn't care about that much at this time. I first stretched into the water tentatively, and felt the water was biting cold. I couldn't help but feel a cold war. Only then did I know why the water was so cold.

I tried it back and forth several times until it was appropriate and I felt that there should be no big problem. Then I stepped into the water with my feet together.

Fortunately, the bottom of the water was still very hard and there was no mud. The water was deep enough to the waist. I walked carefully and walked forward with the smelly water for less than ten steps. I felt something spinning around my ankle. I was so scared that I was sweating all over. I realized at the first time that something must be touching me under the water. Could it be a water ghost?

Thinking of this, I jumped to the shore with a "swoosh" and ran back to the shore. In the blink of an eye, I returned to the shore just now. I leaned on the ground with both hands and rolled on the ground, rolling directly from the water to the shore, and quickly looked at my calves.

I saw a furry thing arching around my calves, which scared me so much that I screamed indifferently. I kicked and kicked the thing out. After looking at it again, a big mouse that was forty centimeters long was lying on the ground and rolling around. A layer of dense brown fur on my body shone brightly under the light of the flashlight. It turned out to be a "water mouse".

Yinger saw this when she was a child, but it was not as big as this one. The scientific name should be "Mushrat". In rural areas, we call it "water rat". The hind legs are webbed, and the front legs are very similar to human hands, but the overall body shape is just the same as that of a big mouse.

This water mouse obviously had insufficient estimates for me, so before it could react, I was kicked first. The big mouse had dense fluff, brown-black back, a slightly flat tail, and a scaly patchy skin on it. It was staring at me with a pair of small green eyes. In such an environment, the eyes were shining with green light, which seemed particularly scary.

I was so anxious that I kicked it hard just now. If I asked me to poke this thing again now, I would be a little scared.

The range of activities of this kind of water mouse is very regional, and most of the time it is in groups. Since one is found, I can't say how many of these water mice there are underwater. This kind of thing is naturally aggressive and fierce. If I hadn't reacted quickly, if I was surrounded by these things just now, I would probably not have the advantage. I would have been afraid after thinking about it.

Seeing that the water rat was about to roll into the water, I gritted my teeth, pulled out the dagger, and stabbed it with one knife on the rolling body.

I guess this thing has a sensitive hearing. Just when the knife was about to stab its body, the water mouse rushed forward and jumped back into the water. However, most of its tail was cut off by me, and a stream of dirty blood immediately spurted out.

I resisted my disgust, rubbed my knife on the ground, and looked into the water. The water rat that fell into the water had disappeared. I was in trouble for a moment. If I didn't chase it, the big teeth would definitely be in danger. Every time I delayed one more minute, the big teeth would be even more dangerous. If I chased it, if I was besieged by these water rats under the water, a few bites would be enough for me to bite me.

When I thought about the uncertainty of life and death of my big teeth, I also tried my best. When I thought of walking in the water, I would definitely not be able to walk fast and the danger became greater. As soon as I gritted my teeth, I stabbed my eyes hard. I didn’t dare to open my eyes under the water. I paved my feet and kept fluttering my hands. I used a unique skill in swimming "dog paddle style" and started to flutter in the stinky ditch.

Although this swimming posture is not fast and not elegant, fortunately it is constantly moving with all the height frequency. I guess even if the water mouse noticed me and saw me slamming, I would be scared to death and might not dare to bite me.

I didn't know how many meters I had slapdled out of this breath, but closed my eyes and digged for a while until I couldn't hold back my breath. As soon as I was about to get out of the water, my head hit the stone wall in front of me, which made me almost shout. I quickly stood up and rubbed my head with my hands. The force of this rush was quite strong, and a big bag was knocked out of my head.

While rubbing my head, I looked around, and I didn't know where I was swimming. There was a fork not far ahead, with no water inside, and the dirty ditch under my feet flowed along another fork.

I didn't dare to stay under the water for a long time. I took a big step and went to the shore with a slight rush. My whole body was already wet. Fortunately, the flashlight was waterproof. I guess I had been soaked in the water for a long time, and I felt that the water didn't smell as smelled as it was at first. In fact, I also understood that it was because I couldn't take it and it was a habit of smelling it.
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