C49 (1/2)

The cop was silent.

After a moment of silence, the cop suddenly laughed out loud, ”Zi Shuo, you're right. ”With you by my side, I will never accept my fate until the end of the mountain …”

The note swept away the previous lethargy and dejection, and continued to search for the switch to the tomb door on the first floor.

He knocked on the door and overheard their conversation. He looked exceptionally serious.

Seeing the way the young man was acting, Fang Zhushu also revealed a smile on his face.

He had been born in the southeast, but because of some matters of his own, he had not been in a good situation all these years. It wasn't as carefree as others thought.

In fact, only Fang Zishu himself knew that the Fang Clan's reputation had only provided him with a platform, and that was all. There were many things that he needed to do personally.

In the past few years, Fang Zishu had been traveling all over the place and had experienced many things.

It was because of these experiences that made him place so much importance on 'hope'.

He didn't want to give up hope.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have left the Fang family.

He wouldn't come all the way to Jiangnan to find the legendary baby god.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

More and more water gushed out of the hole, and the water line rose higher and higher.

While the police was searching for the door to the tomb, the water flow had completely covered the entire third platform. The bronze coffin that had exploded into pieces had also been submerged in the water, disappearing without a trace.

Even Fang Zishu wasn't sure if the 'Southern Dou's Six Star Diagram' on the coffin fragment had also been washed away by the water current. Of course, these thoughts only flashed through Fang Zhisu's mind.

At this moment, he had no mood to think about this.

It had been some time since the cops had reached for the door switch, and the waterline behind them was getting closer and closer.

So he had to think the worst of it.

If they really couldn't get out, what else could he do but wait for death?

Fang Zishu's eyes kept scanning back and forth in the main tomb chamber, trying to find a way out.

Find a new way out.

Since this tomb was built on top of the underground river, it proved that there was a river channel underneath the tomb. As long as they could find the way to the dark river, they could use the water source to draw up a new route.

But what really bothered Fang Zishu was that the current flow of water into the tomb came from the hole in the ground, and the hole in the ground was embedded in the bluestone brick.

Unless he had the powerful and waterproof explosive, even if he went down to the first platform and reached the hole in the ground, the force of his hand would not be able to break through the blue stone bricks.

Not to mention that the arm sized hole had been tampered into a water hole, allowing people to pass through.

The book soon gave up the idea of escaping through the water.

As he searched along the third platform for new clues, he suddenly noticed that the color of the rising water had changed.

The water that had originally gushed out was as colorless and tasteless as running water.

Now, however, the water that had been deposited in the grooves had turned red and black.

And it gave off a nauseating smell.

The smell was similar to the smell of rotting corpses in the sky.

Even though he was far away, Fang Zishu still felt his stomach churning.

Fang Zishu resisted the urge to retch and looked towards the first platform. This time, he saw that there seemed to be fish scales floating on the surface of the water. Under the reflection of the light, these things seemed to be sparkling.

At the same time, some unknown aquatic plants were the first to surface.