Chapter 406 Underground River 2
"I..." Before Helan Linzhang finished speaking, Luo Xiyao said, "Take me with you. I'm not good at lightness kung fu, but in terms of strength, I should be ranked first."

I don't know if there is something special about the underground river water. After stepping down the stone steps, the dim candlelight can illuminate a smaller area.

With the eyesight of the two of them, they can only see the outline of the shadow on the stone wall on the other side clearly at a distance of only three feet... The fat man Jin Qiri thought it was a painting, but Helan Linzhang and Luo Xiyao thought it was a boat .

Thirty feet is not too far, and four or five feet is not too deep, but in the underground palace, which is likely to be the temple of the ancient Wu clan, any relaxation may pay the price of life.

Just like the fat man who explored the way subconsciously chose the right bank above the river instead of the submerged left bank, Helan Linzhang and Luo Xiyao now had to choose the left bank.

"What are you talking about?" Ding Zhen seemed worried that something would be disturbed, his voice was very low, and if he didn't listen carefully, he might think someone was panting.

Luo Xiyao said: "We suspect that the painting on the opposite stone wall is not a painting, but a boat."

Ding Zhen was stunned for a moment, looked down at the cowhide sail in his hand, and then looked up at the so-called opposite bank. Although he didn't know kung fu, he knew that light kung fu also needed a support point, otherwise it would be impossible to fly directly in the air Immortal? "You want to go into the water? No, no. Da Jin said that the river here is not deep, but you didn't realize that you can't see the bottom if you put the candle near the river? There is really something hidden in the river, and we can't find it! It's too risky !"

"Maybe..." Xiao Ke pursed his lips and said, "Don't go into the water yet, we'll talk about it after we pry open all the stone steps."

The stone steps are made of golden nanmu like the door of the blood pool. Although it has not rotted for many years, there is no sunlight here, and the humidity is thick. The stone steps are already covered with thick moss.

The bayonets of each stone step are not in the same position, and it is not possible to pry open all the stone steps overnight.

Except for Ding Zhen who was looking at Ping An, everyone else went to help.

It's a pity that it's disappointing that fish skin sails and ropes are the most common on the stone steps, and they pry all over the stone steps, but there are many more thin bamboo knots.

The bamboo joints can't see the color at all, if Xiao Ke hadn't said it, they would have thought it was some broken wood.

Ping An, who stayed by the side, played with the bamboo joints boredly. The master didn't scold him, but the bamboo joints were fine.

He is only seven years old, and it is when he is restless. He will be honest only when he is with his master in Ximing Temple to bluff and cheat. Of course, the reason for being so honest is that he can keep his mouth shut under the gaze of the master Master said that as long as he does not speak, he is very much like a golden boy under the seat of a Bodhisattva.

Ping An spent a short time with Luo Xiyao and the others, but he has experienced life and death and been protected by these people, so he naturally treats them differently.

At this moment, he was showing Ding Zhen the twisted bamboo joints, "Hey, am I very good? Look, it's getting longer!"

Ping An's voice was not loud, but it was thunderous in the sound of the slow water flow and their shallow breathing.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Ping An retreated into Ding Zhen's arms, and asked timidly, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Ke stretched out his hand, "Show me."

"Oh." Ping An obediently gave the assembled bamboo joints to Master.

Xiao Ke quickly discovered the secret of Zhujie, "I was careless."

After he found the bamboo joints from the stone steps, he really touched the inside of the bamboo joints, because there were no threads on the edges of the bamboo joints, so he didn't take it seriously, and although the bamboo joints were thick and thin, they were not so obvious in the dark.

Although there are no threads inside the bamboo joints, the inner wall is divided into thicknesses, which can firmly hold a thin circle of bamboo joints in it.

"Fish skin sails, ropes..." Luo Xiyao narrowed her eyes and looked at the shadow on the stone wall, "If it's a boat, are these bamboo joints... poles?"

He Lan overlooked Linzhang, but it was a pity that all he could see was darkness except for the small and dim candles on the river. He said to himself: "The poles of bamboo rafts are generally two feet long, and they are as thick as the palm of your hand. Why. But this is an underground river, depending on the terrain, the underground river will only get deeper and deeper, and it may even be impossible to support poles in many places..."

As he spoke, he took the candlestick from Luo Xiyao's hand, walked to the pile of bamboo joints, looked at Xiao Ke who was picking out the bamboo joints, and said: "The thinnest of these bamboo joints is like the thumb of a peace of mind, and the thickest is no more than two feet in peace. Thumb, can such a pole support a boat in a turbulent underground river? The sails are all made of fish skin, and I doubt the boat is made of ordinary wood. If it is some kind of special fish bone, these poles can really control live?"

"If it's not a pole, what do you think these bamboo joints are for?" Xiao Ke asked.

Luo Xiyao had been on a small fishing boat at night when avoiding the Eastern Qi pursuers. She was not sure: "Bollards? If those complicated lines on the residual map are really underground rivers, then from here, the underground river It's almost all over the road we're going to go. With such a long distance, we can't stay in the water all the time, so... how about when we rest? Do we need to insert these bamboo joints into a certain hole, and then use these ropes to tie the boat It’s good to stay on it.”

"In this way, the bamboo joints make sense, but won't the rope be too long?" Xiao Ke said, "If the underground palace is a place where witches are tested, everything inside the stone steps must have a purpose, even if there are Many, but not too many."

Compared with the length of the poles used for punting, the number of bamboo joints they found was too small and too thin, but according to what Luo Xiyao said, the bamboo joints are used to fix the boat, so what about the ropes?
He Lan Linzhang said: "There are holes on both sides of the stone wall. When the fat man saw it, he thought it was a torch, but no one lives here. Even if a torch is placed, it is good to just put a torch at the entrance. Why do you want to put a torch?" Put it on the river? Unless..."

"Unless what?" Ping An asked curiously.

Helan Linzhang said in disbelief: "Unless it is used to fix a small boat! If the boat is fixed above the underground river, a three-foot-wide river channel will probably need such a long rope."

No one spoke for a while.

While they thought it was unbelievable, they also felt that it made sense.

Luo Xiyao suddenly said: "Do you remember the cave on the island?"

"You mean..." He Lan Linzhang suddenly realized, "There must be tides in the sea, and there must be underground rivers! Even if the underground palace is another world opened up by the witches by some means, every plant, tree, mountain and rock here Rivers cannot be created out of thin air! If so, underground rivers will also ebb and flow!"

"The rope can fix the boat on it, can we use the rope to fix us first?" Luo Xiyao picked up a bamboo joint and broke it hard, but it didn't break, "This is not an ordinary bamboo joint, it can fix the boat , can also bear us."

Helan Linzhang instantly understood what she meant, "I'll give it a try."

(End of this chapter)

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