In chapter three, the strange sound didn't ring until more than ten o'clock in the night. At this time, Henglu town became quiet, only vaguely heard the sound of knocking metal in the distance. Uncle Zhang said it was the sound of dismantling foreign garbage.
as Uncle Zhang said, it's not very loud, but it's dense. It's not like a single individual making a sound.
I stepped up the stairs as soon as the sound came. Pushing open the door of the top floor, I saw Henglu town sleeping like a giant monster. Occasionally, passers-by returning at night break the silence of the night with sharp foreign dialect.
I took out the Russian military night vision telescope from the field survival backpack of the special forces and carefully checked the surrounding environment of the small building.
there are only two narrow alleys on the left and right sides of the small building. It is estimated that no one can pass through the alleys, which are full of domestic garbage thrown by the neighbors. The appearance of women's sanitary products in my field of vision made me curse with a low voice in a foreign language beginning with the letter "F". Ahead is the street. Behind is a piece of barren land, the looming ditch can be imagined to be a vegetable field.
I listened for a moment, and judged that the sound source would never come from the outside of the small building. I went downstairs. I met my abusive cousin Zhang on the stairs.
Uncle Zhang said, "what kind of ghost is it? Just come out and show it to me. I'm not afraid! "
I smiled and gestured to express Uncle Zhang's silence. Uncle Zhang was obedient, so he stopped scolding. I checked the bathroom on each floor for a while. It doesn't matter if you put your ear close to the cast iron sewage pipe, but it sounds like thousands of troops are galloping.
I took out the "king of the jungle" Turkish machete in my backpack and hit the water pipe with the back of it. Knock, and the sound around the house will stop. After a while, the voice came back. Uncle Zhang said in a low voice, "is there any relationship between the sound and the pipe?" I can't help but smile and knock on the water pipe again and again. A few knocks at the beginning can also suppress the sound, but later several knocks have no effect. Uncle Zhang said, "is this thing still spiritual?" As soon as he spoke, he was frightened by his own words. For a moment, his face became strange.
I said easily, "don't scare yourself." While I was talking, I started to dismantle a cast iron water pipe. Because for a long time no one lived, there was no sewage in the cast iron drain pipe, and there was nothing in it.
I removed the water pipe from the top floor to the bottom floor one after another. Because the bottom of the water pipe is buried under the ground, it cannot be removed temporarily. At this time, Uncle Zhang said, "it's strange. I can't hear it upstairs now."
on the upper floors. I didn't hear the sound when I went up. I dare to say that the cast iron water pipe has become the transmission tool of the strange sound. "I said to Uncle Zhang," it must be from the underground now
Uncle Zhang said, "what will be underground?"
I said, "I'm not sure yet, but I think the answer will be revealed tonight."
and Uncle Zhang went downstairs again. I knocked hard on the water pipe in the kitchen room. It's totally different from knocking upstairs. As soon as I tried, the noise suddenly rose. I can hear you clearly this time. The sound is similar to the buzzing of the crowd at the assembly of ten thousand people. It seems that there are countless little things are working. As soon as I have a rest, the voice is small.
first, I scolded a foreign scolding with the letter "F", then I saw Uncle Zhang's puzzled appearance, and I simply scolded a national scolding.
"fuck your grandma," those things are competing with me. I beat the water pipe with percussion charm. Later, I used the "king of the jungle" machete back to the cast iron water pipe. I have to say that I am too careless here. Turkey's "king of the jungle" machete is made of cold quenched pure steel, with a sharp blade, which can cut the small finger's thick threaded steel without turning the blade. Although the whole blade is short and small, it is extremely thick and easy to attack. When I hit the cast iron water pipe with the back of my knife, I didn't expect that it would break.
I only heard a crisp sound, and the two meter long cast iron water pipe hit me. At that time, Uncle Zhang and I were in the same direction. "Flash!" I shouted First of all, I pushed Uncle Zhang to the door with all my strength, and then I flashed on my side.
there was a loud bang and the water pipe hit the floor drain.
I fell on the tile on the ground safe and sound, and Uncle Zhang fell outside the kitchen door with my hard push. I looked at Uncle Zhang, who slowly got up, and smiled at himself. If it is my first negligence to break the water pipe, then it is my second negligence that the water pipe fails to get up and leave immediately after hitting the ground. When I laugh at myself, I hear something breaking. First small, then big, then a bang. The ground under me has caved in. I want to grasp something to avoid sinking, but I just hold the Turkish "king of the jungle" machete tighter.
and then the light bulb in the kitchen also snapped to stop lighting. I fell in the dark. When I have never experienced danger before, I think I must be brave and fearless. But don't want to fall with the ground in a moment, I even shouted "help.". I remember my flustered move clearly, but later, Uncle Zhang denied that he heard me shouting for help. But I think it's all about my face. When I panicked, I thought I was going to fall into the abyss. But I didn't expect my cry for help to stop, and my feet reached the bottom. I think I fell into the water. In fact, I fell into the water.
at the beginning of falling down, I was very flustered and struggled in the water that I thought was very deep. Until I could bear to stand my feet in a group of soft and greasy things, I knew that the water I fell into was not very deep, but not shallow. I tiptoed to get my head out of the water.
a strong stench came into my nose. I think I must have fallen into the dung cellar. When I was a child in the countryside, I saw the image of the dung cellar with billowing dung waves, which immediately came to my mind irresistibly. The result is a gooseflesh. As soon as I stood up in the water, I was attacked by small things from all directions. Where my fingers touch, they are all greasy things. I struggled for a while to understand that these things did not seem to attack me, or that their attacks were actually harmless. I was just hit hard but not hard. The clothes and the body were not torn at all. I am really an intruder who comes to their world. Although these impacts are not fatal, they have brought me strong physical disgust and embarrassment. Although I'm not always afraid of these filthy creatures like a woman, I still beat them away in vain.
a greasy thing kissed my mouth. I grabbed it in exasperation. When its tail is splayed to my face, I hold down its fluttering body and carefully touch it again. At this time, I know that these things are actually fish. A foot long, greasy fish.
although I was disgusted, my fear immediately decreased.
after fluttering for a while, I finally understood that I would only bring them greater fear. As soon as they are frightened, they will collide like headless flies, and it is me who will suffer in the end. The more I flutter, the more I will only consume my physical strength. For people in a stinking pool, that would be unwise in any case. At this time, I also feel the cold water.
in order to preserve my physical strength, I had to endure the harassment of the fish with a bad smell. I don't know if I'm still in the kitchen. I think I fell under the ground. I tried to move my body slowly to explore the edge of the pool. I think it always has sides. If you find them, you may have some way to climb.
at this time, I was angry and scolded myself for being stupid.
but again, I didn't think of it as a dragon pond or a tiger cave. How could I have thought that the kitchen floor would collapse. I was secretly happy again, and finally found the source of the house's strange noise. I'm afraid the fish are acting up. When I moved, I couldn't help but exclaim at the huge number of fish. The water below my shoulder is full of fish, whose density is unprecedented no matter which water we usually see. They are as dense as layers of the slimy, stinking liquid. I move among the fish, just like I move on a crowded spring train.
I finally reached the edge of the pool, but here, like these fish, it's too slippery to climb at all. I think it's almost an hour since
fell. I still have a piece of pure black in front of me. This black seems like the black in the vacuum world. According to experience, the eye will see the outline of something faintly when it adapts to the dark place for a while. And here, I can't see for so long. I think it's abnormal. I reached out and jumped up to see if there was a lid on it. But I failed. I can't jump at this time. Every move of the fish, I seem to have a kilogram of weight. And I can't hear the movement outside the pool. The hum of the fish makes people feel like they are in a noisy crowd. I can't hear the movement outside the pool to judge the position of the pool. I feel cold at the moment. I thought with dismay: maybe I will die here. Even if you don't bury yourself in the fish's belly, you will eventually die if you soak it in the water every day. I started with the letter "F" again.
on the other hand, if it's a pool, there will be several sides. Suppose it is rectangular, then it will have four sides and four corners. And it fell from the kitchen. Then, there must be the remaining cast iron water pipe in one corner of the pool. Can't find the cast iron water pipe to climb up. I moved slowly again. Moving to the middle of the pool, I encountered a hindrance. Carefully touched, it was the cast iron water pipe that caused the kitchen floor to sink. Behind the water pipe is the broken cement precast floor.
I was overjoyed when I felt the broken precast concrete floor. I'm going to climb up along the prefabricated concrete floor, but I don't want a strong light scratched.
Uncle Zhang cried out in a voice almost crying, "where are you, nephew?"