The militia rolled up the iron chains with a winch. Under the drag of the iron chain, a huge black object was "screwed" and was hung from the pool. Because the torch had limited light sources and the object was black, and at first, only the general outline could be seen, which was round and thick, like a large water tank, but it was certain that it was not an animal in the water, but a huge object.

None of us has ever seen the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun. Is it really my words? There is no such coincidence in this world? In order to see clearly, Shirley Yang raised the torch inserted on the ground and looked closely.

At this time, the entire black huge object was lifted out of the water. The militia platoon leader and others fixed the winch and walked over to watch. The diameter of the pool was less than three meters, and it looked like a larger borehole. We stood by the pool and reached out to touch the thing that was hanging.

Under the illumination of the torch flashlight, I saw it very clearly this time. I saw it as a "big tank", at least it looks very similar to a water tank. There are countless small holes on the body of the tank and many strange patterns are carved. Shirley Yang and I have seen many antiques. This strange thing is the first time I have seen it. I really can't figure out what it is. I can't see the origin of the era and history, and I don't know who it is. I went through a lot of trouble and hung it in the pool with several iron chains. Is this broken tank worth it so confidential?

The cylinder opening is sealed, the lid is a pointed top, which looks very thick, and there are six other plugs on the edge. If you want to open the cylinder head, just remove these six plugs.

The "giant cylinder" is surrounded by holes as big as a little finger. Once it sinks into the pool, the "giant cylinder" can fill the pool of water through this hole. However, as long as the iron chain is lifted up with a shaking winch, as soon as it exceeds the water surface of the pool, the water stored in the "giant cylinder" will leak light. The water tanks under the sky are all used to hold water, but the function of this "strange cylinder" does not seem to be that simple, and it is used for other purposes.

Even the platoon leader of the militia could see that this was not the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun. He couldn't help asking: "Captain Hu, why doesn't this look like the furnace of Taishang Laojun's elixir? It looks like the broken tank that leaked water in my house."

I said to the militia platoon leader: "Comrade Platoon Leader, you don't understand. Do you have so many patterns on your water tank? Look at the simple and unique patterns, they must be antiques. Just wait for the Cultural Relics Bureau to issue certificates to your village militia."

After seeing this strange jar, Shirley Yang was also confused: "This is not like a water jar, but I think it is more like a torture instrument."

I said to Shirley Yang, "I know what you mean. You mean to put a living prisoner into a leaky jar and immerse it in the pool. When he is about to drown, he will hang the jar out of the water and shine the water inside. There are such torture instruments. I have seen it in movies before. The reactionaries often torture our heroic and unyielding underground parties. However, I think this strange jar is not very similar to torture instruments. How can torture instruments be so meticulously carved? The patterns on this jar are extremely exquisite and can be seen as something that has been in the past. It is useless to guess randomly. Go up and unplug the plug to see what is inside. Maybe it's a fairy pill."

The militia platoon leader stopped me and said, "Chief Hu, don't dare to open it randomly. What if there is a demon sealing it in the tank, what should I do if it is released?"

I said to the militia platoon leader: "I have told you so many times that there are no monsters in this kind of place. Just now we saw that the iron chains in the pond were shaking. Maybe it was the underground lake connected to the underground lake. The big fish and prawns in the lake hit the tank. Don't be suspicious. If you still think so now, I can't do anything. Let's let the facts talk, and you can just back and cover me. See how I will remove the head of the tank alone. There will be a fierce monster inside. I will bite me first. I want to see who dares to bite me."

They couldn't stop me, so they had to put up a hand and hold me to the top of the "Monster Cylinder". The strange "Monster Cylinder" was very strong. I stood on it. Although I was a little shaking, the chain showed no sign of being overwhelmed and breaking.

I climbed to the top of the "Monster Cylinder". After touching it, I found that the outside of the tank was covered with three layers of raw painted iron sheets. It was very strong, not an ordinary clay tank. I thought to myself: "Damn it, what is such a solid tank? Maybe it's really a ghost seal. After opening it, just take a look. If there is any situation, just seal the lid immediately."

Shirley Yang and the militia stood below, raised their heads and looked at me, and they were sweating for me. They kept reminding me to be more careful. I removed the two bolts and raised my hand to wave to everyone below: "Hello, comrades, thank you for your hard work." Then I continued to lower my head to disassemble the next bolt. These bolts were soaked in the water for a long time, but they did not rust. I could unplug them with force.

I just removed the fifth plug bolt, and suddenly the "strange jar" under my feet shaking. It seemed that something in the jar was struggling vigorously. I stood on it, and my foot was unstable. I almost fell down one end. I hurriedly grabbed the chain above with my hands and firmly fixed the body that had lost its center of gravity.

In fact, something was moving in the "strange tank" hanging in the air. After all, this tank was heavy and not swaying a lot. But I was not prepared, but I was jumped by it. I climbed the chain and heard the "pili" sound in the tank. It was really something was struggling hard.

Could it be that Professor Sun was trapped inside? He had been soaking in the pond for so long and had not drowned? Shirley Yang and the three militiamen below also heard the voices and shouted Professor Sun's name at the "Monster Tank" and told him not to worry, we would rescue him immediately.

There was endless noise in the cylinder, but no one answered. I was eager to save people, so I could not care much about it. I immediately pulled out the last plug. The space for circling on the cylinder was limited, so I clamped the chain with my hands and wanted to kick the cylinder head open.

At this time, a thought suddenly appeared in my mind: "In ancient times, there was a kind of coffin, which used a coffin as a coffin to put dead people inside and buried them. However, it was very rare. I have never encountered it before. Could this strange large jar with leaky eyes besides a coffin, where there were dead and immortal zombies inside?"

Shirley Yang and I came to Shaanxi this time and brought two flashlights, but they were both in Shirley Yang's bag. Now I climbed to the top of the tank, and I didn't carry any equipment except the "gold-touching talisman", and I didn't even have a black donkey. It would be difficult to deal with it if there were really rice dumplings. But I immediately gave up this idea. I trusted my half of the "Sixteen-character Yin and Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique". Since according to the book, there would be no zombies in this kind of place, there would definitely not be one. If there were really rice dumplings here, I would tear them away when I went back. I gritted my teeth and kicked the cylinder head away.

The cave was already dark, Shirley Yang and the three militiamen were holding torches under their heads. I didn't bring a flashlight when I came up. At this moment, people were in the air. I saw Heigu Longdong in the "Monster Cylinder". In addition, the torch below shook his eyes and couldn't see anything. I bent down and wanted the people below to throw a flashlight up. As soon as I bent down, I could only smell a stinking smell that rushed to the end of my nose, choking and breathless.

I quickly covered my nose and took my eyes like a "strange tank". In the darkness, a white hand stretched out from the post. I shouted in surprise: "Professor Sun?" I quickly reached out to hold that hand, trying to pull him up.

But as soon as my hand touched the arm at the entrance of the tank, I felt something was wrong. It was wet and hard, and it was a hand bone rather than a living person's hand. When I thought of this, it was too late. Because I was too anxious, I pulled the hand bone and pulled up a skeleton bone with a big mouth.

Although the "strange tank" is in the air and the light source is even lower, and the things in the tank cannot be seen, I pulled out the skeleton and saw it clearly, white and watery. This matter was completely beyond expectations. The psychological gap was too big. I was so scared that I screamed, flipped off the tank, and fell into the pool with my head facing down.

The water in the deep pool was cold and bone-black, and the yin energy was extremely heavy. I fell in my head down and my feet were up. The water choked on the pool, which made my nose hurt unbearable. Fortunately, I grew up from the beach in Fujian since I was a child. Whether it was the swimming pool with the jumping platform in the military region or the beach with high winds and high waves, they were the places where I swim with Fatty and others when I was a child. The water quality was developed at that time, because I didn’t know what danger was when I was a child, and I almost drowned in the water many times.

At this time, I fell into the pool, but I was not panicked. I opened my eyes in the water. There was no light source. I had to swim back to the entrance of the pool immediately, otherwise I would choke to death in the water. However, it was pitch black all around. When I fell down, I was dizzy and completely lost my sense of direction. I couldn't hear the sound in anyone. It seemed like I was dead. At most, I could hold on for another half a minute. It seemed that I couldn't go back.

Just when I was already desperate, my eyes suddenly lit up. Someone swam towards me with a waterproof flashlight. It was not someone else, but Shirley Yang who saw me falling into the pool. The mouth of the pool was small and large. Once it fell down, if it didn't swim back within two minutes, he would have to drown down. He didn't dare to delay. He grabbed a rope from the militia and jumped into the pool with the flashlight.

I knew I could no longer show off at this time, so I quickly held Shirley Yang's hand, and the militia pulled the rope lock on the top and pulled the two of us up.

Shirley Yang's face turned pale: "You old Hu, this time it's really dangerous. I'll be able to talk about you for a few seconds... I can't talk about you, it's simply unimaginable."

I also felt relieved for a long time before I came back to my senses. I was grateful and ashamed to Shirley Yang: "I almost went to see Marx again, but I got familiar with each other. I wandered around the gates of hell for a lot of times, so I was no longer afraid. It doesn't matter if I was a few seconds later. At worst, you can pull me up and do some artificial respiration for me..."

I was about to say a few more words when there was another sound from the "strange tank" hanging in the air, as if someone was knocking on the wall of the tank inside for help...
Chapter completed!