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Chapter 168

What am I sorry for?

That's a really good question.

I'm sorry I saw your naked body?

Let's not talk about how Sabi said this sentence, to be honest, Poker Ping didn't seem to care too much.

Maybe it doesn't matter to him.

"Ah...forget it, don't worry about it, it's all stupid." I said reluctantly.

Poker bottle showed a rare look of hesitating to speak, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

"Are you feeling better?" I asked.

"Much better." Poker bottle said, "This is what we are looking for."

Hearing his confirmation personally, I breathed a sigh of relief, and the stuff that had been stuck in my throat for a while disappeared in an instant.

"That's really nice," I said.

While speaking, he couldn't help but shook Poker's hand, just like the chief executive on TV expressing condolences to an old comrade.

Of course, maybe not that.

When I held Poker-Face's hand, I disturbed a few white fish, and his touch in the warm water gave me a subtle throbbing.

To my surprise, Poker Bottle shook me back slightly.

As the worry about my brother disappeared, new worries emerged.

Fatty, Xiao Hua and Black Glasses have not heard from them since then.

But on the one hand, the black glasses need to be detoxified, and on the other hand, in such a place, if two groups of people want to meet "by chance" without communicating, it is almost impossible.

We originally had a walkie-talkie, but we lost most of our equipment after the hand-rolled noodle fight, and the walkie-talkie was among the discarded content, which means we can no longer communicate via radio .

"Tell me, how do we get in touch with the blind men?" I asked my brother.

"Knock." Poker-Face said, "There must be a secret code between you."

"But this place is a closed pool, can the sound of knocking really be transmitted outside?" I asked.

"Since there is water, it will not be closed." Poker bottle said, "Go to the bottom of the pool and try."

At this time, the little brother is still accepting the bite of the little white fish. Anyway, he has some autonomy and will not sink. It seems that this matter must be done by me.

"Then you wait for me." I said.

After I finished speaking, I let go of my hand, and only then did I realize that Poker-Face and I were held together in an extremely ambiguous posture similar to a princess hug.Reminiscing about his current state, it makes people feel a little ashamed.

But for this kind of thing, if the other party behaves calmly, the matter will not get too out of control, just like Poker Ping now, he naturally seems to be sitting in his living room drinking tea, and my sense of shame will be fine covered up.

I took a deep breath and dived to the bottom of the pool.

I have cooperated with Fatty and Xiaohua many times, and of course there are some code words for communication.Whether it is a stroke code or a tap, it is a viable contact method.Although Fatty hasn't fought for many years, I firmly believe that these life-and-death matters are still deeply engraved in his memory.

I tapped the bottom of the pool rhythmically with my knuckles, which is a communication signal evolved from Morse code, and what I tapped meant the simplest "present or not".

I held my breath and listened hard. On the one hand, I was restricted by breathing in the water, and on the other hand, the conduction of water made all sounds very ethereal and strange.

But I heard a response almost immediately.

The rhythm is the same as mine, but there is a subtle difference. This is the reply letter from Fatty or Xiaohua, which means to confirm the contact.

I was overjoyed, and at the same time typed out the second message with great anxiety: how is it?

The reply on the other side is: everything is OK.

Immediately afterwards, the next message came from over there: How to rendezvous?

I was dumbfounded.

If the easiest way to rendezvous is for them to jump into the hole I fell in, but if that works, they should have appeared when I was fighting with the rolling noodles.

If it weren't for this way, relying on this simple code, we would not be able to communicate each other's location at all.

What's more, we actually don't know where the other party is and where we are.

At this time, I didn't have much breath left, so I hurriedly knocked "wait for a while" and floated to the surface of the water.

The little brother seemed to be enjoying himself while floating on the water. He opened his eyes and looked at me when I came up.

"Sure enough, I got in touch with them, you are so awesome." I said.

For my daily compliments, my little brother has reached the point where he refuses to blink.

"But now there's a problem," I said, "I don't know how we can rendezvous, do you have an idea?"

Poker Bottle pondered for a while, then shook his head.

My heart went cold.

In the ancient tomb, if even Poker Bottle can't do anything about it, then there is really no way.

In fact, I also knew it would be like this.

After all, even if the little brother knows where we are now, it is impossible to know where the black glasses are, so it is impossible to give a reliable route.

Moreover, the principle of this kind of knocking is sound transmission through pipes, rather than simple knocking on partition walls, so it cannot be used to determine the relative positions of each other.

"Perhaps the only possibility is for them to follow the water," I said.

To my surprise, Poker Bottle shook his head.

"This is the only clue, and this place is a hot spring. It is likely that there is only one hot spring in the entire mountain." I said.

"It's dangerous near the water." Poker bottle said.

My heart tightened: "Where is the danger?"

Poker bottle said: "I don't know, it's just my intuition. Water is the core of this bucket, so there must be something strange."

I was secretly unhappy, and my little brother didn't have a solid hammer.

And the most important thing is, besides chasing water, I really can't think of a second way.

After thinking about it, I decided to disobey my brother once and secretly let them advance along the waterway.

I dived down again and tapped "Are you there".

Soon there was an echo from the other side.

I hesitated for a while whether to pass on the message of walking along the water, but in this gap, I suddenly noticed the little white fish swimming around me.

And more importantly, I suddenly felt a chill down my spine and my hairs stood on end.

Dangerous intuition.

Just when I realized something was wrong and was about to meet up with my little brother immediately, there was a rapid knocking sound from the opposite side.

In the water flow, the distant knocking sounded particularly mysterious, with an indescribable sense of terror.

The information it conveys is a very simple vocabulary——

"There are monsters."