"The tracking crab stopped, it seemed to have reached its end." Parker reported.

Jiang Dayu, Fan Chong and Lina, I also gathered over one after another.

The little red dot fell on the top of the boulder and stopped moving. It was obvious that the tracking crab had lost its target.

Half of the boulder was buried deep under the water, and the other half was exposed under the continuous erosion of the river water.

There are extremely obvious artificial marks engraved on it, slightly cylindrical, lying horizontally on the ground.

Even if only half of the area is exposed, there are still more than one person tall and more than four meters long.

Jiang Dayu swam around the huge rock twice and asked Parker: "Are you sure the other end of the gourd rope below?"

Parker nodded with certainty and said, "The sense of smell of tracking crabs is more than ten times stronger than dolphins, and there will be no mistakes."

Lina held a small square box and tested it back and forth before and after the boulder: "The content of elements under the boulder is not right, especially the calcium and mercury are extremely serious. It should be a corpse, and the corpse also contains a lot of mercury."

Jiang Dayu turned his head and looked at me.

This time, I didn't wait for him to ask and said directly: "Since that's the case, that's right. Those who can come here are definitely not ordinary tomb robbers. It is very likely that they are alchemists in the early Tang Dynasty. Alchemists mostly use mercury as raw materials, that is, mercury. Since the tracking of crabs and scientific judgments have been locked here, it should be right!"

Jiang Dayu nodded slightly and set his eyes on the huge rock.

"I'll do it!" Fan Chong called out, and at the same time pulled out the long and bright sword. A black light flashed on the blade and slashed straight downwards.

Bang.

Jiang Dayu swung his spear, blocking the blade, and shouted angrily: "Nonsense!"

"What?" Fan Chong asked in confusion: "Isn't it just below? The stone is so big and so deep that it's not smashed, but how can I move it?"

Parker put away the tracking crab that had just drilled out of the mud, and stepped forward and blocked the rock and said, "Mr. Fan, Mr. Jiang is right, you can't do it so recklessly! Even if you chop the stones, how long does it take to clean up so much gravel and silt? By then, we will not have much oxygen left. Let alone continue exploring the remains, it may not even be enough to return to the submarine."

Fan Chong was stunned. He might have never thought about the oxygen issue.

Although he was carrying two oxygen cylinders behind him, one of which was reserved for the whole team, and the other he didn't use much, and the consumption was about one-seventh of mine.

After all, he was extremely good at underwater skills. Even if he had no oxygen at all, he could swim back to the river in one breath, so this kind of thing has never been within his consideration.

However, the answer is just below the huge rock. If the stone is not removed, how can the truth be found?

Just as everyone was unable to solve it, Liang Mingli drove the big bubbles to roll over.

He stretched out a small hand and gestured something on the bubble.

As his fingers slashed, a wisp of black smoke appeared out of nothing, and a few words appeared on the air wall: "Go back, I'll try."

The skills that Liang Mingli showed were extremely alternative. Whether it was cutting off his arms and souls, or condensing his energy into a ball, they were extremely rare magic tricks in the martial arts world. I wonder what good ideas he had.

Jiang Dayu thought for a while and signaled everyone to scatter and retreat.

Liang Mingli continued to wave his hand and wrote: "Retreat, retreat, retreat again."

It was not until we left more than ten meters away that Liang Mingli approached the boulder again, and then a small blood-red bubble appeared from the big backpack behind him.

He grabbed the small bubble and shook his hand, and smashed it on the huge rock.

With a snap, the bubbles shattered.

Thick red blood flowed around, but the blood did not melt with water, but drilled into the stone, and there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

Liang Mingli danced quickly with his two little hands, constantly forming seals and pinching his fingers.

A blood line grew from the stone, spreading around like blood vessels, densely formed into a blood-red net, covering the entire huge rock.

Bang! He suddenly clapped his hands.

The stone shook lightly, then raised its end and slowly pulled it out of the mud.

The higher you pull, the higher you pull, the bigger you pull.

When the huge rock was completely exposed from the mud, we finally saw clearly that it turned out to be a stone man!

The stone man was extremely rough, almost cylindrical, with all his hands and feet attached to his torso, and only a few deep grooves were chiseled at the connection to distinguish them, and even his fingers were not carved out.

Relatively speaking, only the head that was originally buried in the mud was portrayed very finely. Although the lines were still rough, the ears and noses were still there, and the eyebrows and eyes were still complete.

But what was strange was that the stone man only had one eye, and the eyes were extremely large, almost occupying half of his face!

Under Liang Mingli's control, the stone man slowly stood up, six or seven meters high, terrifying and majestic, staring at us with a big eye.

With a bang, the stone man fell down on his back, and the surrounding mud was smashed more than two meters high, causing a huge wave of water to shake us for a long time.

Liang Mingli sat in the bubble and waved to us, indicating that we could come over, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

We swam back and saw a large human-shaped pit three or four meters deep appeared in the mud at the bottom of the water.

There were two corpses lying across the bottom of the pit - they were indeed corpses, not corpses.

The hair and clothes are still intact, but the body has been deformed and blurred.

Beneath the layers of silt and boulders, a natural sealed space is formed here, so after thousands of years, it has not yet rotted, and everything remains in its most primitive state.

Fan Chong looked at it and swam down the first place, with Jiang Dayu and I following closely behind.

Both bodies were wearing blue-gray wide-necked robes, one with white hair and the other with mixed grayish whiteness.

Fan Chong fumbled on the two of them and took out a bunch of small objects. Judging from these things, they should be all alchemy items from the early Tang Dynasty, which are basically the same as what we had guessed before.

Not far from the two of them was the painted black gourd rope, one of them was holding half of the already broken airbag in his hand.

Fan Chong turned around and looked in the direction where the stone man fell to the ground and said, "Are they hitting the stone man to death while replenishing their energy?"
Chapter completed!