Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Chapter 287

"You said there is a 'Qinggang stick' underwater?"

Lin Yi got up, held up the flashlight and chased after Chen Erwa.

Chen Erwa's body was not dry yet, and her clothes were not neatly dressed, so she hurriedly protected the important parts first.

"I said Brother Lin, don't act like this, at least respect my privacy!"

"Excuse me!"

Lin Yi quickly turned off the flashlight switch, and the surrounding immediately fell into darkness.

"If you want me to say, don't change your clothes, let's go into the water and take a look."

Chen Erwa turned around and thought, it was right, so she simply folded the clean clothes, put them in a sealed bag, placed them on a stalactite, took the liquor handed over by Lin Yi, raised her head and took a sip.

The strong wine entered his throat, dispelling the chill on his body, and his whole body became much more sober in an instant.

"Cool! Let's go, I'll show you!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Erwa unscrewed the flashlight, put it in her mouth, and dived into the water step by step. Lin Yi also took off her clothes and followed with a rucksack.

The position was still in front of the big iron chain just now. Chen Erwa pointed to the feet of the skeletons hanging on the iron chain. Lin Yi understood, stuck his head out of the water, took a deep breath, and dived into the bottom.

Under the reflection of the light from the flashlight, a piece of neatly stacked wood appeared at the foot of the skeleton, presenting a triangle shape.

These woods have been soaked in water for many years and have been somewhat rotted. Under the wrapping of turquoise aquatic plants, you can still see the exposed rusty metal rings.

The wood at the bottom is about forty or fifty centimeters in diameter.

In the middle of these logs, a round wooden pile with a diameter of about one meter is particularly eye-catching.

Lin Yi's ability to hold his breath without equipment has almost reached its limit, and he can only float to the surface for air for the time being.

Chen Erwa also floated up.

"What are you doing, Brother Lin? Is this what you are looking for?"

"It's very possible! These people are not ordinary cunning people. They deliberately created so many messy ruts and footprints that extend deep into the cave, making people mistakenly think that they have transferred all these things to the rear.

If the two of us recklessly walked back just now, maybe there are more dangerous things waiting to deal with us. "

Chen Erwa felt a little scared when she heard it.

Lin Yi let out a long sigh.

"I know why these people are hung here. They are the cushions for these 'green sticks'."

"Cushion pad?" Chen Erwa was a little puzzled.

"Hundreds of years ago, the water level of the Minjiang River was much higher than it is now. These green sticks entered the cave through the siphon effect and accelerated all the way to this position. A buffer was needed to stop them.

The iron chain is an important barrier. Hanging some things on it can act as a buffer, so that these things will not be damaged by violent impact. "

"Oh, then these people are treated like the curtains of the slaughterhouse, and they are used to block the live pigs coming from the conveyor belt?"

Although his metaphor is not so appropriate, but the meaning is indeed such a meaning.

It is not difficult to explain now, among those skeletons with their clavicles buckled, some have complete skeletons, while others have decapitated bodies.

Under the huge impact of these wooden piles, how could it be possible not to shatter the bones that were hit?

Who are these people who are hung on the chains as buffers?

Why was he treated so cruelly?

These questions remain unanswered.

However, the neatly stacked wooden piles under the water gave Lin Yi new hope.

He reached into his backpack and took out a roll of rope and handed it over.

"Er Wazi, you take this roll of rope. After entering the water, tie it to the iron hoop of the top green stick. You push it from behind and I pull it from the front. Let's try to see if we can get it out of the water. Drag him out."

"Okay, Brother Lin, I listen to you."

After finishing speaking, Chen Erwa took a breath and dived into the water with the paracord on her back. Not long after, she poked her head out and gave Lin Yi a thumbs up, twisted the remaining rope into a knot and threw it towards Lin Yi.

Lin Yi caught the rope and swam to the shore. After finding a few suitable footholds, he tugged on the rope. He felt that the rope was tightened, so he was sure there was nothing wrong.

Turning around, he picked up a rough firestick that hadn't rotted from the shallows, and threw it to Chen Erwa.

Chen Erwa received the signal, took the firewood stick, dived into the water, and while overcoming the influence of buoyancy, she used all her strength to push the firewood stick into the gap between the wooden piles, using her hands and feet to hold it in place. On the firewood stick, pry hard.

Lin Yi pulled the rope like a tracker on the shore, and the two of them worked hard together, and the top stake finally began to loosen.

As the strength of the crowbar and the rope continued to intensify, the green gang stick was finally pried off.

A burst of muddy water was stirred up and rolled down from the top. Chen Erwa took advantage of the momentum and pushed forward suddenly from behind. Lin Yi exerted force on the bank, and continuously found the point of strength with his feet, and dragged upwards.

The green stick passed under the iron chain smoothly, and was dragged to the shallows by the two of them.

After one trip, they were both exhausted.

"For this kind of work, it would be great if Lao Wang was here, Lao Wang would take action, and one person could do the job for the other."

Lin Yi turned over and lay on the ground, resting for a long time. Chen Erwa also gasped and came out of the water.

This green stick had been soaked in water for too long. It was thick in the middle and thin at both ends where it was bound by iron hoops. It looked like a sausage.

"Brother Lin, how do you open this thing?"

Lin Yi stood up, drew out his sword, and pointed it at the two iron hoops that were already extremely rusted.

"Dangdang" made two crisp sounds, and after sparks splashed, the two iron hoops broke apart.

Without the restraint of the iron hoop, the swollen wood was finally released and spread out from the middle.

All the parasitic shrimps and crabs in the trunk came out, and the hollow interior was presented in front of the two of them.

It was so dark and filled with mud that it was impossible to see anything clearly.

Chen Erwa picked up her dog's leg knife and pulled it twice in the pile of black mud, and there was a muffled sound of metal impact.

"There is something! Brother Lin, there is something here!"

Lin Yi picked up a short stick and stirred it inside, and sure enough there was something buried inside.

He motioned Chen Erwa to move aside, and then picked it up vigorously, and a few dark objects were picked out and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The two followed the sound, and Chen Erwa was about to pick it up, but was held back by Lin Yi.

He took a few handfuls of clear water from the pool, washed off the mud on it, and finally revealed his true colors.

They were two heavily oxidized silver ingots, with the words "Daxiku silver, ten taels" vaguely visible on them.

This font is almost the same as the current simplified characters, and Chen Erwa can recognize it at a glance.

"Isn't this the same as the silver ingots excavated from the 'Jiangkou Ruins'?"

(End of this chapter)