The cold fireworks of the muffled oil bottle were fired further away. I breathed a sigh of relief, looked at my watch, and then estimated the current situation.

The flow rate of the silt downward is obviously slowing down, and there is still more and more water under our feet. I looked up and saw that we were about 60 meters away from the surface of the mudflat, which was nearly 20 floors high. Looking up from the bottom, it was really very high.

The silt pouring down on both sides forms a slope like a mudslide, forming a V character. We can see protruding rocks in the silt, which is the rock plate at the bottom of the tidal flat.

This gap is not particularly wide. Without this sludge, it would be about 25 meters wide. For some reason, the silt on the mudflat above did not fill the gap immediately. I analyzed that the canyon with V characters is actually a huge tubular cave in the rock plate below the mudflat. We knocked down the detonator and blew the top of the cave, so all the mud above poured into the cave below, and we were wrapped.

The water tanks and boats on the cave walls seem to be burial objects. This cave is likely to be part of the tomb of the King of South China Sea, probably the burial pit around the tomb.

Even if the silt flows slowly, it can fill the gap in less than two hours. And from the ground, nothing has happened here. Therefore, a minute cannot be wasted.

I shouted loudly to the fat man: "How to do it?"

Liu Sang had already reacted. He began to try to climb back to the mudflat on the slope. The silt flowed downwards astonishingly. He stepped on the slope but had difficulty walking. He would be wrapped up as soon as he stopped. The fat man made the most accurate decision at this time. He shouted: "I can't get up!" He pointed to the mud river flowing under his feet. At the bottom of this "canyon", the silt gathered was flowing in one direction.

"This was originally a cave. Some of it collapsed. There must be other cave systems, and there is space there. Following the direction of these mud flow, we should be able to find a safe place to last for a while." The fat man tried hard to wade in the water, pointed to the mud beside Liu Sang, and said, "There is a boat!"

We took off the sea cockroaches that were falling down the mud and crawled towards Liu Sang. The mud was almost out of his thigh at this time. I knew that if he reached the base of his thigh, it would be impossible to walk. Now every step he took would consume a lot of energy.

Fatty and I arrived next to him. The fat man ignored him, pushed away the mud with his hands, threw out his gun, and threw away the mud in the barrel. I grabbed him and said, "It will explode!"

"The gun is good quality, this is a earth gun. The bullets fired may fall to the ground, but the barrel will never explode. It is a bet on the dignity of Changping Ergou Hei!" The fat man shot a strait and hit the wooden wedges of a canoe in the rock wall. These wooden wedges are racks that fix the ship in the rock wall. The bullets were shot out with mud and water, and the wooden wedges were smashed to pieces.

He shot all the way, smashing all the wooden wedges, and the two of us pried the canoe out of the cliff with the butt.

Although the tung oil on this small single-timbered boat has rotted, the hull is still intact. When we climbed up, the fat man shouted to Liu Sang: "Idiot, three seconds, it will expire."

Liu Sang looked back and immediately rushed onto the boat. One of our legs was kneeling on the boat, and one of our legs was used as a paste, sliding downstream like a "sea horse". Passing by the Mujiu Bottle, the Mujiu Bottle was not sure what we were looking at, and the fat man shouted: "Brother!"

The mud oil bottle flipped over, flew up with mud flowers all over the sky, and fell on the bow of our boat. The bow of the boat was heavy, and the speed suddenly accelerated. We closed our legs and rolled onto the boat. Just as the slope of the mud river increased, the boat fell down two consecutive drops in an instant, and the hull was spinning and almost overturned.

After finally stabilizing, the boat had already turned several big circles. I saw Men's oil bottle holding my fat man's belt with one hand, and Liu Sang hugged the side of the canoe. I instantly found that Men's oil bottle's eyes seemed to be looking for something.

"What are you looking at? The fat man's eyes are sharp, let's look for them together!" I shouted.

Suddenly, the slope became even bigger, from about 60 degrees just now to almost 45 degrees. The silt here has not yet fully covered the bottom of this "canyon". Many spike-like rocks are still exposed outside the silt. Although the speed of the boat in the mud is not as fast as that in the water, hitting these rocks will still cause the canoe to spin wildly. We don’t know where our cold fireworks are thrown, and we can’t see anything. I’m dizzy. If someone hadn’t pulled me, I would have been thrown away.

Liu Sang shouted in the dark: "Seniors, I'm going to vomit!"

I shouted, "Swallow it!"

The fat man shouted: "Brother is looking for the tomb door! He has no hands! Turn on the lights for him!" As he said that, he gritted his teeth and hit a signal flare into the air, instantly illuminating the entire "canyon". We found that we quickly slid into an abyss, and on the cliffs on both sides of us, there was no silt, and countless eaves and stone porch platforms.

After a closer look, the pavilions and towers all over the cliffs were all reliefs, like huge bonsai. We could see that there was a huge hall in front of us embedded on the cliff wall, which should be the tomb door. I thought it was not good, but I found that the mud oil bottle looked at me, and I immediately shouted: "Don't throw me away! Fatty! Earth mouse!"

The fat man threw the earth mouse on his waist to me. I bit it with my mouth, then pulled out the slap and inserted the handle of the earth mouse into the hole of the gun. The fat man pulled out the hiking rope on the waist and buckled it on the earth mouse. I resisted the severe dizziness and shot it at the cliff. The slap blows out instantly. The earth mouse is beaten out, and the hiking rope on the fat man's waist hits the cliff, but it hits it for a while and falls all the way down. The fat man scolds me for being idiot, but he doesn't know how to earth

The mouse hooked something, and the rope tightly pulled the fat man's waist. The fat man shouted, holding me with one hand and holding the canoe with the other hand. The oil bottle pulled my belt. The three of them were directly collapsed and the boat was pulled down. Liu Sang was thrown out of the boat. When passing the oil bottle, the oil bottle grabbed his hair and swung him on the cliff. He hit the cliff, rolled down for more than ten times, and finally grabbed a protrusion with one hand and stopped.

The fat man laughed and suddenly heard a muffled thunder sound coming from above his head. When he looked up, the signal flare shone out the scene above us, and mud like a tide was pouring down.
Chapter completed!