Chapter 342: Ancient building in Yinshan

Unfortunately, I guessed wrong. The one thrown onto the raft looked like a dead body the size of a mountaineering bag. Upon closer inspection, there was a rotten, black, rotten hand growing around the "sunk body" , And swelled by water, like a ball, it seems to have been rotten in the water for a long time.
Those who have seen the dead pigs and dogs floating in the Dashui Lake must have known how sick this body is. I immediately felt a nausea, and I quickly rolled over and stepped away from the raft. ?
Swim out for more than a meter, wash away the carrion water splashed on the face with the lake water, feeling sticky. The fat man has been scolded there, "Brother, I fucking! You man is really capable of killing, what disgusting you are!"
I do n’t care about the oil bottle. He lay on the raft and pressed his hand directly on the rotten corpse. The corpse water was squeezed out and flowed along the raft to the lake.
Then, he began to tear those tentacles from the body and threw them into the water.
I almost vomited at first, but then I found it was not right, because I didn't smell a strong rancid smell. Then the fat man seemed to find something, and waved me over.
I swam over, and the "tentacles" thrown out of the stuffy oil bottle floated around the raft, resisting the nausea and picking up a look, and found that it was not a tentacle, but a strange water grass-like thing. Then look at the black "sinking corpse" carefully, only to realize that you made a mistake.
The belly of the "Shen Corpse" collapsed, so it didn't look like a corpse at first glance. Instead, it looked like a deflated ball, and the tentacles were strange things like water plants.
I went up to help the stuffy oil bottle to remove the water plants from the side of the "dead body", and finally saw it clearly. The thing was actually a rotten and blackened old-style cowhide bag. The cowhide was soaked with water and the surface was rotten. , Only a thin layer is left.
This is a big bag that used to hold big luggage, and there are wire racks in it, so it hasn't spread out, otherwise it will definitely be completely rotten.
"This is ..." Fatty aphasia.
The dull oil bottle said: "In the place where I dive, there is a layer of fence, many bags and debris that sink to the bottom of the lake are stuck on the top, and a large piece is scattered. I saw rifles, purses and tents, I only fished One comes up. "
I immediately realized what this was, "It must have been Pan Ma's saying, after they killed the guns and equipment that fell into the lake with the corpses. It seems that I am right, indeed these are all sucked to the bottom of the lake by siphoning tide , Hanging on the fence. "
Nodded oil bottle, apparently agree with me.
"Fence? His mother, there is a village at the bottom of the lake?" The fat man still didn't believe it.
I have a mess in my head, what do I deceive you? I would n’t believe it unless I saw it myself.
Underwater ancient villages are not small in scale, and the situation where a pot is submerged by a lake is very special. It is generally caused by the sacrificial water storage of large-scale water conservancy projects, such as the Three Gorges Dam storage. There was also mountain damage caused by the earthquake. The reservoir flowed into the grotto with the large water in the lake, submerged the village, or the geogenetic earthquake of the entire village collapsed and fell into the ground before being flooded.
But the terrain here is not like that of an earthquake, this stone lake is also very strange, the bottom of the lake is all broken stones, I do not know how it was generated.
Damn it! This village must be related to the whole thing. At that time, the archaeological team came to the lake in order to salvage iron nuggets, and these iron nuggets apparently existed in the ancient village at the bottom of the lake. What is the origin of various factors? What happened here?
Something deep in the water is definitely beyond my imagination.
"Don't worry about these first, first look at what is in the bag!"
The fat man was anxious to open the bag, but the bag was big and the raft was small. The three of us were next to each other and it was not easy to operate. He made a few attempts and didn't find the trick to open the bag, but the raft felt almost turned.
I was in a state of confusion, not thinking about it, and stopped him saying, "Don't be in a hurry, wait for it to turn over and get in vain. Let's go back to shore first."
"No!" Fatty said, "We don't know what's in it. If it's a dead person or something that can't be seen by Agui, don't you kill others? We have to watch it here first."
I thought right, let them know that too much is not a good thing after all, so let him hurry.
The whole type of the bag is still there, pulling the thin rotten cowhide, and still having a lot of toughness. At that time, the quality of military products was really fascinating.
This kind of bag usually uses a metal buckle. We carefully turned the bag on the raft and found the buckle on the back. When turning it, the contents inside felt soft, like a lint of cotton. This kind of bag was originally Just put more clothes or clothes, do n’t turn it over to be a bed quilt, it ’s funny.
After turning over, he saw that the two buckles that had been rusted into iron bumps could not be opened. The fat man pulled out a sickle and made a cut directly on the bag to reveal the wire frame inside.
I have watched a very old domestic police gangster movie before, and there is this kind of bag in it too. It was used to throw corpses at the time. The fat man was also very careful. He turned the cowhide open with a sickle. Sure enough, there was a mass of cotton wool that was almost rotten, and the remnants of the blanket that was soaked in water. Stirring hard inside, we quickly found something at the bottom of the cotton wool and fiddled with it. The fat man hooked up like an archaeological one. It was completely a woman's daily necessities.
The conclusion I made is because there are three combs in it, and men will also take combs, but they will not take three at a time, and one of the teeth is particularly large, and it must be used to comb long hair.
In addition to the comb, there are two other hairpins, a badge of Chairman Mao, a wooden frame, and a cream of puffin, and there is also a tea pot.
The puque gazelle and tea pot are all iron-covered, and the rust is very bad, but the state of the lake bottom is stable, and it can be seen that the rust has stopped to a certain extent.
I am most interested in the wooden frame with photos in it, but it has been completely immersed in water, leaving only a bunch of color bars. Everything in it must be rotten. Even if it is not rotten, the color bar can't tell what was taken.
The tea jar shakes without sound and is obviously sealed.
The fat man wanted to open, but the rust was dead. He did n’t believe in evil and used a sickle as a hammer to hit the bottom of the tank, but the raft could not withstand that kind of beat. He had to backstroke and put the jar on his chest, and the sound of a clear drum reverberated on the lake like a Fatty otter.
I looked funny, but it did work. Soon the bottom of the tank was broken, he poured a black thing out of it, and then exclaimed.
My heart sank when I looked at it. It turned out to be a small piece of iron, very similar to what I found under the bed of a stuffy oil bottle.
The fat man muttered: "It's this kind of thing again! It seems that this bag really belongs to the archaeological team at that time. Panma didn't lie to us. What the is this thing about?
I took a look at the iron nugget, shook my head, and found that the iron nugget was a little unusual compared to the one in the oil bottle.
This piece of iron is much smaller than what we saw before, probably only about the size of a thumb. What surprises me is that this piece of iron is relatively smooth, although it is also rusty, but it is much cleaner than the one of the stagnant oil bottle, and the pattern on it is still legible.