Chapter 1 My Close Call

Originally, with my swimming skills, diving and holding my breath should have been a sure thing, without any problems.

But this crystal coffin seemed to have some kind of magic. Once it was released, the current in the entire underground river became turbulent, and powerful undercurrents kept attacking.

Even I was powerless in such a strong current. I could only completely give up resisting and let the undercurrents send me deeper into the river.

As a result, my breath gradually ran out, but I was still trapped at the bottom of the water and couldn't get any air!

In this critical moment, my heart sank straight down.

"I grew up in the water, could it be that I'm really going to die in the water? Is this the retribution of a corpse fisherman?"

In the final moments in the water, I couldn't help but think.

The next second, I finally couldn't hold back and started choking on water. In despair, I didn't know where the undercurrent had swept me, I only felt my head hit something hard, and I instantly fell into a coma.

I don't know how long I was unconscious, and I don't know if I can wake up again.

At that moment, the whole world fell into an endless darkness.

This darkness continued.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, I gradually regained consciousness.

I only felt that my stomach was very bloated, so bloated that it was very uncomfortable, as if I had eaten three days' worth of food in one meal, so full that I just wanted to vomit.

At this time, a pair of hands pressed on my stomach, and I vomited immediately, river water mixed with gastric juices all spewed out, then fell back on my face and flowed down my cheeks.

The hands pressed on my stomach for a while, pressing out almost all the water in my stomach, and then suddenly a fragrant breeze swept over me, and I felt two petals of lips blocking my mouth.

Although I was in a daze, I also smelled a faint fragrance between my breaths. It was a floral fragrance. I didn't know what kind of flower it was at the time, but many years later, I accidentally discovered that it was the scent of camellias.

Camellias bloom everywhere in August, that's what this flower is about.

The fragrance of camellias lingered in my breath, and those two petals of lips continued to gently help me breathe.

The whole process lasted for about four or five minutes, and I finally coughed and started breathing on my own.

At the same time, I gradually opened my eyes and saw the situation in front of me.

Looking around, I saw that this seemed to be the pit of dead people. I had actually come to the pit of dead people.

Could it be that I was swept up from the Dragon Locking Well by the undercurrent just now?

I had investigated the Dragon Locking Well at that time. To get up from here, you have to travel at least ten meters underwater. This place is like the gates of hell!

Anyone with slightly worse swimming skills, or slightly smaller lung capacity, would definitely drown!

I didn't expect that I would survive a disaster and escape from the gates of hell.

After reacting for a moment, I suddenly remembered the life-saving benefactor who gave me artificial respiration, and quickly looked up.

At this time, it was already dark, probably in the middle of the night. The diving headlight on my head was also thrown off, and I didn't know where it fell.

But with the help of the cold moonlight, I could still clearly see a graceful figure.

It was a woman wearing a white dress, soaking wet, with a slender waist, a pert butt, long legs, and a waterfall of black hair draped over her shoulders. She walked away from me with her back to me, without looking back, and quickly disappeared from my sight.

The White-Clothed Fairy!

I didn't expect that tonight, she saved my life again!

I struggled to get up, but found that I was very weak now.

As soon as I moved slightly, there was the sound of water sloshing in my stomach.

I lay on the side of the road and vomited several mouthfuls of river water, and then felt more comfortable.

After I stood up, the White-Clothed Fairy had already gone far away, and I didn't know where she had gone.

I had no way to continue chasing her, so I could only stagger to reunite with Jiang Yongguang and the others.

Along the original old road, I came to the neighbor's house of Old Huang. There were still several police comrades tirelessly standing guard outside the tomb passage, preventing mice from escaping from here.

Seeing me coming back from the outside covered in water, the comrades asked curiously, "Huh? Isn't this Little Chen? Where did you crawl up from? Why are you all wet?"

I waved my hand and said with a wry smile, "Don't mention it, I took a walk in the gates of hell."

One comrade quickly took off his coat and put it on me, saying, "Put it on quickly, don't catch a cold, do you want me to take you to the hospital to see a doctor first?"

I shook my head and said, "There's no need for that, I'm not that delicate. I just choked on a few mouthfuls of water, it's nothing serious."

After saying that, I sat down by the tomb passage wearing the coat, waiting for Jiang Yongguang, Old Wei, and the others to come out.

This wait lasted for more than two hours, until the sky turned white, when I heard a burst of crying from outside the yard.

I only heard a girl sobbing and saying, "I shouldn't have let him go into the water at that time! I should have held him back! It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

Then there were several men comforting her:

"Don't blame yourself too much, we all have a responsibility."

"I'm the leader, my responsibility is the greatest!"

As soon as I heard it, I knew that Little Liang and the others should have climbed out of the ancient tomb from another tomb passage and returned.

At this time, the people who stayed in the yard went up to meet them and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Jiang Yongguang walked in, looking dejected, and sighed, "Alas! Little Chen sacrificed! Such a good young man, but he lost his life to help us solve the case..."

Before he finished speaking, Little Liang, who was behind him, couldn't help crying again, sobbing for air.

I was sitting only a dozen steps away from them, and I couldn't help but laugh or cry.

This group of people is too careless. If they had taken a closer look when they entered the door, they wouldn't have made such a misunderstanding.

Old Wei was still sharp-eyed. As soon as he came in, he saw me and shouted "Damn it", pointing at me and saying, "Li-, Little Chen!"

I grinned and stood up from the stool, greeted him with a smile and asked, "What? Did you all think I was sacrificed? Didn't I say that I am the prince of the Dragon Palace and can't die in the water?"

Little Liang's eyes were swollen from crying. When she heard my voice, she immediately looked up at me in disbelief, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Chen Rongsheng? Chen Rongsheng, you're not dead? You're really not dead?!"

I smiled and joked, "No, actually I'm dead, what you see is a ghost."

Little Liang didn't have the mood to joke with me. She strode towards me, opened her arms, hugged me tightly, buried her head in my arms, and cried again.

Uncle Mei also quickly walked to my side, grabbed my arm and looked me up and down, and asked, "Rongsheng, are you alright? Are you injured? Where did you come from?"

While gently patting Little Liang on the back, I said to Uncle Mei, "I came out of the Dragon Locking Well. The underground river is connected to the Dragon Locking Well. The undercurrents under the ground rushed me up."

Uncle Mei frowned and said, "But didn't you say before that the bottom of this Dragon Locking Well is too deep, and no one can come up alive?"

I smiled and replied, "I underestimated the strength of the undercurrents. Going down from above, against the current, is definitely a dead end. But going up from below, pushed by the undercurrents, the speed is faster. If your swimming skills are good enough, you can still swim out alive."