Yellow Spring Handwritten Notes

My name is Duan Shenxing, a pawnshop owner. I thought I would live an ordinary, uneventful life, but the dragon-patterned jade pendant and handwritten notes left by my grandfather led me to uncover...

Chapter 210 The Underground River tushumi.cc

Just minutes ago, I witnessed Zhou Peng tear open Sasha's throat.

Although I don't know why he went crazy, his sudden change in this state has indeed put me under tremendous psychological pressure.

Seeing Zhou Peng grab the monkey and bite at his ankle, I didn't have time to think. I stretched out my leg and started kicking him hard. Otherwise, if the monkey was bitten on the ankle, it would definitely lose its ability to move, which would be quite dangerous in this kind of tomb.

"Bang! Bang!"

I was hanging on the iron chain, so I had no foothold. Although I kicked Zhou Peng a few times, it didn't hurt him. Instead, I was swaying back and forth on the iron chain because of the recoil.

Although my attack was ineffective, it successfully attracted Zhou Peng's attention.

At this point, his eyes were extremely cloudy, and the whites of his eyes and the eyeballs were indistinguishable. They were completely cloudy. After being attacked by me, he actually let go of the ropes with both hands and grabbed my legs.

It was only then that I realized that Zhou Peng wasn't chasing us, but rather launching an attack unconsciously in a state of irrationality.

Seeing Zhou Peng's actions, I gripped the iron chain tightly, trying to pull my leg back. But Zhou Peng, who looked so refined, seemed like a completely different person at that moment. He broke free from the monkey's iron chain and hung on my leg, pulling on my clothes as he began to climb up.

With the weight of a whole person falling on me, my arms ached from the iron chains. I held on for a few seconds, then let go and my body started to fall.

"Young Master Duan!"

The monkey had just regained its balance when it saw this scene. Instinctively, it grabbed my clothes, and ended up falling down with me.

During the fall, my mind went blank, and when I regained consciousness, I was already in the water.

The low temperature of the underground river water instantly cleared my drowsy mind, and I held my breath and swam towards the surface.

After surfacing, I opened my eyes to try and find my way, but all I could see was complete darkness. I couldn't see anything at all, and I could only feel the water flowing around me.

The water in this underground river is only about five degrees Celsius. If a person stays in it for more than five minutes, there is a risk of hypothermia. I roughly determined the direction of the river and started swimming horizontally to see if there was a bank.

From a young age, I would go diving and catching fish in the shallows of the Hun River with monkeys. My swimming skills were passable. After splashing around in the water for about two minutes, my palm finally touched the wall and I grabbed a protruding rock.

"Whoosh!"

I maintained my balance in the water and began to breathe heavily. The low temperature of the underground river water had made my body numb, as if I had been thrown into a fire, radiating heat from the inside out.

This is a precursor to hypothermia. When exposed to a cold environment for a long time, the body will use the energy stored in the body to regulate its temperature. However, the heat loss is greater than the heat replenishment, resulting in hypothermia or abnormally low body temperature.

Many people who freeze to death will take off their clothes before they die, and this is the reason why.

Knowing I couldn't hold on much longer, I mustered all my strength and began to feel my way forward along the wall, finally reaching the shore.

I don't know if I'm in a natural cave or an underground space. After getting ashore, I lay on the ground and breathed heavily, and my body started to tremble.

"Splash!"

Suddenly, I heard the sound of flowing water again not far from me.

Hearing the voice, I quickly took the hunting rifle from my shoulder and aimed it at the darkness ahead: "Monkey, is that you?"

"Young Master Duan...!"

A monkey's faint voice echoed in the darkness, followed by a tiny flame that lit up the surroundings.

The person who climbed up was the monkey holding the lighter. At this moment, half of his body was submerged in water, his upper body was wet, and his clothes were sticking to his skin.

In the dim light, I could barely make out that there was an underground river ahead, and we were in a natural cave. The place I was in was not the riverbank, but a rock that was half exposed above the water, forming a small space of about ten square meters with the small cave behind it.

When I saw the monkey, I struggled to pull him ashore and patted his face: "Monkey! How are you? Are you hurt?"

"I'm not going to die yet!"

The monkey's teeth chattered from the cold, and it curled up on the ground: "This river is fucking cold! If I can't get ashore here, I'm afraid I'll freeze to death!"

The temperature in the underground cave was very low, but compared to the underground river water, it was at least not fatal. Seeing that the monkey was unharmed, I started to take off my clothes: "Take off your clothes first, wring them dry!"

The two, whose hands and feet were numb, struggled to take off their clothes. Just as they were about to wring them out, they heard the sound of something being brought ashore again.

Hearing the sound, the monkey grabbed his gun in the darkness: "Damn it! Could it be Zhou Peng chasing after us?"

Zhou Peng's pursuit also made me uneasy. I raised my gun and pointed it towards the river: "Monkey, light the way!"

"Slap! Slap!"

In the darkness, the sound of a monkey pressing a lighter could be heard, but no light ever appeared.

"Waaaaah!"

Suddenly, the sound of a child crying came from ahead, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

Previously, we heard the voice of a child in the tomb. It was always very empty, as if it came from all directions. But now it was unusually clear. It felt as if a child was standing in front of me, walking towards me.

The sound of a monkey swallowing saliva reached my ears: "Young Master Duan, could it be that we took those two little kids, and now they're here to demand an explanation because their remains fell into the water?"

The increasingly loud crying gave me goosebumps, and I slowly backed away: "Don't talk nonsense, back away!"

Due to limited space, we didn't retreat too far before crashing into the wall.

"Waaaaah!"

The cries from ahead were still coming, accompanied by "slap, slap, slap" sounds, which sounded like a child walking barefoot.

The monkey leaned against the wall, pointing its gun at the direction of the voice: "If it really is the two little kids we carried on our backs, I hope you stop playing tricks on us. I know you're unfortunate, and since we promised to take you out, we'll keep our word! If it's something else, you better stay the hell away from me! I'm not afraid of you!"

"Wow……!"

The child's cries grew even louder and sounded like they were rapidly approaching us.

"You're asking for it!"

Seeing that his words had no effect, the monkey cursed and pulled the trigger.

Thump!

The gunshots echoed in the narrow cave, making my ears ache.

The orange-red gunfire provided a brief illumination to the cave like flashlights, and in that instant, I saw a dark figure rushing towards us at incredible speed.