Daomu Biji

Among the few of us, the fat man, the oil bottle and I have a little water. Agui can swim, but they are generally in the stream and do not have the habit of stepping on the water for a long time, so I am afraid it will not help much.The cloud is very water-based, but without a bathing suit, we can't let her wear a small vest to help me dive. I'm afraid the fat man will have no idea.

To say that the breath holding time is really not accurate, the fat man said that he has a large lung and can hold it for five minutes. I said it is impossible. You are so big. The pressure under diving is much greater than that of us, and it can hold for three minutes. The person is already a fairy.Don't succeed, this is not a joke.

The fat man said he wasn't very worried about this. We will definitely try the water in shallow places when we go down. The problem is that we don't have flippers and we dive down very slowly. We may be exhausted without the end.

I nodded. In fact, deep diving is not completely freehand, but also has related equipment and protective measures, and the most important thing is the psychological quality of people.When I was in Xisha, I heard that the divers told us that the most important thing about deep water diving is psychological quality. All deep water diving, especially free deep diving divers, will do yoga training.In the depth of the water, it was dark all around, as if in a void, then people would panic unconsciously.Under water, when there is panic, there is no legal authority, and it is easy to have trouble.When there is a scuba, the oxygen consumption will also increase greatly, if there is no scuba, it may directly suffocate.

It's a pity that the seawater in the Xisha block is too shallow and the water is too clear. I didn't experience that feeling, and I didn't know how it would actually happen.

However, free diving is not harsh on equipment, we can find some alternatives, such as the question raised by the fat man, as long as we use stones to accelerate our descent.The lake here may have been very deep, but it is impossible for the water level to drop by more than 100 meters in these years. I think the depth of 50 meters is already the limit. Of course, we have to explore before diving.

We discussed some details in detail, and all three were very excited.We got up early the next day, and before the sun came out, I continued my last search on the shore to determine my impressions of yesterday.There is a layer of mist around the lake, but only by the extension of the lake, the clouds are used to getting up early and burning breakfast early.It's a very thin gruel. A fat man can drink ten bowls a single person, but if the cloud burns, he will not say that it is not good.

After eating, the fat man also came to help search. This time he brought the dogs. The fat man teased the dogs and said to find bones, bones, and bones to match your bitch.The dog went to the lake to drink water and play with his own self, and ignored him completely.

By the time the sun came out, I had already made another turn, and it was definitely impossible to find it.Together with them, I decided to get into the water. The time was set when the water was slightly warmer in the afternoon, so I started collecting and preparing a very long rope, a small floating raft, and a few stones of suitable weight as planned yesterday.

Agui and Yun helped us to weave the straw rope, it doesn't need to be too strong, as long as it can be used to measure the depth, but it should be as long as possible.The fat man cut a lot of grass with a sickle, and then spread it to dry, but not all grass is suitable for weaving, and most of it cannot be used.

The stuffed oil bottle and I tied two small floating rows the size of an eight-cent table with braided ropes, and then we found stones equal to the size of the thighs and tied them with straw ropes to make the ballast.

The straw rope was made in three sections, only over ten meters long. It is great for two people to have such an achievement in the morning, because they have not been processed well and are very rough, but I do n’t care anyway. I do n’t expect to use it anyway. In a few months, it is enough to support a few hours.

In addition, cut the fat man's nylon bag, pull out the nylon thread inside and coil a coil, and tie a small stone on it as a small anchor to detect the depth.

When we were ready, we piled all of these things on the small floating row, and then took off so that only the pants were slowly walked into the lake.The underwear of the dull oil bottle was bought by the fat man. There were two chicks on it, and he almost fainted to laugh at the cloud.

It was already about two o'clock in the afternoon, and the surface of the lake was still cold, and it must be connected to the living water.If there is no sun, such a large temperature difference may cause cramps in the water.

Stepping on the water all the way, the color of the water underneath will soon become darker. This is a bit confusing. The place where you can't see the bottom will always make you feel unsafe.The lake is not big, we quickly stepped on the water to the center of the lake.

The wind in the lake is very cool, and the summer heat disappears. In the center of the lake, stepping on the water requires more effort to maintain the balance of the body.The fat man wiped his face with his hand and asked: "Naive Captain, what do you do first?"

"Measure the water depth first," I said.

The fat man picked up the nylon wire tied with small stones and threw it into the water.The stone pulled the silk thread and kept sinking, and the silk coil kept turning in the fat man's hand.Soon, only the line could be seen, and the stone sank into the darkness.

It took more than a minute for the coil to stop spinning. The fat man pulled the thread off, pulled the thread up bit by bit, counted the number of turns on one side, and finally determined that the water depth was more than 33 meters.

I took a breath, although it was similar to what I estimated, but I still felt a bit scary when I heard it, and this is not necessarily the deepest place. For this kind of stone lake, the deepest place is not necessarily in the middle of the lake.

"Thirty-three meters, first officer, we have to dive ten stories so deep."

"I'm leaning. Why did you drop me down as soon as I heard thirty meters?" I scolded, and stubbornly supported. "Ten floors are so ordinary, he's fucking afraid of a ghost."

When I was talking, I plugged my ears with mud bottle and slid a little lightly to adapt to the water temperature, let the fat man look at it for the time being, he is not so fat to dive, we do n’t need him to fight for it once.Speaking of using a straw rope tied to a big rock around my waist, holding a sickle and a flashlight in a plastic bag, I gave a glance at the stuffy oil bottle.

We took a deep breath. When the gas reached its limit, we pushed the stone from the raft into the water. The stone slowly sank, driving us to sink directly into the water.

In Sudan, the derailed chieftain was so executed.I looked up at the surface of the water without a diving goggles. All the situations were confusing. I could vaguely see the shadow of the fat man's lower body and the raft. I could also see the halo of the sun on the water.But these scenes soon went away, and the absolute silence entered the surroundings.Looking down, there is a dark abyss below, and you can only see the flashlight of the dull oil bottle. He is flexible like a water bat with his head down.

This situation will not last long, I tell myself.As the surrounding light fell sharply, and huge water pressure appeared at the same time, my eardrums and chest began to become very uncomfortable, and I had to spit out the air in my lungs.

Soon, my flashlight hit the underwater situation, it was a green stone, gradually approaching me.As I sank, the bottom of the water became clearer and clearer. I found that the stones under the water were deep and shallow, obviously not flat, but a slope.

It was almost at this time that I was a little unable to hold my breath and looked at my watch before launching in less than thirty seconds.I began to feel a rush of pressure on my nose, and wanted to inhale.

On the other side, the stuffy oil bottle is still diving. I looked up and looked at the top of my head. Oh my god, the top of the head is blurry. There is only a little halo in the distance. As you can imagine, you are in a dark and 30 meters high. The feeling of looking up at the skylight the size of the mouth of the bowl in the large auditorium of the hall, I could not help but fear that my hands and feet were messed up, and I felt that I could not persevere.

So I pulled out the sickle in my waist and wanted to cut the grass rope that pulled me. What I did not expect was that the grass rope soaked in water was very tough. I cut two knives, and the grass rope was only broken in half, and the other half was cut continuously. .

I panicked at once, and told myself to take a deep breath and calm down under the conditioned reflex. As a result, I breathed a sip of water and choked into my lungs. I coughed all over.

Suffocating the water in his lungs, a shock came from the end of the rope, and the stone had fallen to the bottom.I tried to stabilize myself and looked down. The bottom of the water was really a monotonous steep rocky beach. Like the rocky beach on the shore, they were all large and small stones.However, these stones have been soaked in the water for many years, and they are covered with a layer of water. It makes me feel that these stones are completely "clean". Unlike the bottom of the water I saw before, there will be some algae and screws on the stones. .

The rocky beach is very steep, and my "weight-bearing rock" is stuck in a few rocks on the rocky beach. It hasn't slid down the steep slope, but the rocky beach below is deep and seems to be diving.

I do n’t know what the current depth is. The place where the dull oil bottle dives on the other side must be much deeper than mine, because I have seen his flashlight sink, like a fuzzy signal flare in the night.

The breath in my lungs had suffocated, and people began to sink to the bottom of the water, and soon they lay on the bottom of the water. At this time, I felt that I could hold my breath for a while.The sense of urgency may have been caused by the pressure of water on my chest. I propped up and moved my "weight-bearing stone" away from the stuck place and threw it down the slope.

The weight-bearing stone slipped down, driving me to dive again, and rolled down another seven or eight meters. The slope of the rocky beach slowed down, and the stone stopped again.

I grabbed the rope and sank again, and wanted to lift the stone. At this moment, I suddenly found a huge and vague shadow appearing in the deep turquoise water below my slope, like the head of a crocodile.

The sight under the water is very blurry. I can only see clearly. I can't help but startle. I thought there would be water monsters in this lake?

The flashlight shone, but I saw that the shadow was actually an old-style wooden building that collapsed in the deep ditch under my feet. There was only a rough shelf covered with cotton-like deposits.I grabbed the rope to stabilize my posture, and turned the flashlight close to the wooden building. I saw more than one of these wooden buildings. There were still many intersecting black shadows, and even a ruined tile house.Looking down the slope of this deep ditch, there are stone steps and fences, all of which are quietly sunk in the lake.

God, I was stunned. What I saw turned out to be an ancient village of Yao people.