The Xuanxue professor looked at the students and hurriedly called out.
"Don't go down, just wipe yourselves with water on the side. We don't know if there's any danger in this water."
The Xuanxue professor voiced his doubts.
What was most bizarre was that this was seawater, and if it was designed, it should be seawater, not freshwater.
And where did these fish come from?
It was all very strange.
"Alright, let's just wash up with some water. These tombs are all eerie, we should be careful."
The students on the side were very vigilant. Fortunately, they were all male students, so there was no inconvenience even if they took off their clothes.
Guo Liang also felt sticky and smelled of rotting flesh. He simply splashed some water on himself and washed his clothes.
After all, they were waterproof and could be worn later.
One of the students noticed dark, murky marks appearing on the spot where Professor Guo Liang was rubbing his clothes with water.
They were flowing with the water further in.
"Professor, is your clothes fading?"
The student felt something was wrong and asked in confusion.
"No, these are waterproof."
Guo Liang was taken aback.
"What is that black stuff? Is it a stain?"
As soon as the student finished speaking, he gently touched the black mark with his hand. This black mark looked a bit strange.
"It's probably just dirt. We've been covered in dirt since we came in, so it's normal for it to be black."
After Guo Liang finished speaking, he wrung out his clothes.
The students also tidied themselves up a bit, at least feeling more comfortable.
One of the students was washing his handkerchief with water and happened to see a carp swimming towards him.
It was the first time the student had seen such an unafraid fish. He reached out his hand to touch it.
But as soon as he touched the fish's body, his fingertips felt a tingling sensation, and a trace of scarlet appeared on his fingertips.
The blood disappeared with the flow of water.
"Ah..."
The student quickly withdrew his hand, looking at a small red dot on his fingertip.
"What's wrong?"
The classmate next to him, hearing his sharp intake of breath, asked in confusion.
"It's nothing, I think I got pricked by something."
Then he put his hand in his mouth, but a voice appeared in his mind.
"Go down..."
"Go down into the water, there are treasures inside."
The voice in his mind kept circling, like something that bewitched people.
The clarity in the student's eyes began to disappear, replaced by endless infatuation as he slowly took steps towards the water.
"Hu Wei, what are you doing?"
The classmate next to him, seeing him about to walk into the water, quickly reached out to pull him back.
"Don't hold me back, there are treasures down there, I'm going to get them, don't hold me back."
Hu Wei finished speaking and tried to break free from his grasp, heading towards the water.
"You can't see the bottom of this water, where are the treasures?"
Even while being held, Hu Wei continued to walk towards the water's surface.
The student holding the equipment happened to aim the camera at the archaeological students who were about to enter the water.
In the live broadcast room.
"Holy cow, did I forget something? How did treasures appear? Who said that?"
"Did the big shot say it?"
"It couldn't have been the big shot, we didn't hear the big shot speak. This kid is probably possessed."
"Upstairs, you're right, I agree."
"I agree too."
...
Seeing this, Zhou Lin acted first and knocked the student unconscious.
"You all retreat, stay away from the water's edge."
As soon as Zhou Lin finished speaking, the students and the professor hurriedly retreated.
They looked at Zhou Lin nervously.
"Professor Zhou Lin, what's going on? Why did this student suddenly become like this?"
The Xuanxue professor found the student very strange.
"That has to be asked of these fish. Did you touch them just now?"
Zhou Lin then looked at the classmates nearby.
"It seems so, but he seemed to have been bitten by something later. I asked him, but he said it was fine, so I didn't ask further."
The classmate next to Hu Wei recalled carefully.
Zhou Lin became even more convinced of this idea.
"This water is not seawater, it has been converted by other means, it's a seamless connection."
Zhou Lin first nodded, then explained softly.
"What do you mean? What is seamless connection?"
Guo Liang was confused. Water could be grafted?
"Follow me."
Zhou Lin gestured and led them towards the upper area.
Captain Bai looked at the unconscious Hu Wei, had two men watch him, and reminded them not to go near the water.
Then he followed Zhou Lin further inside.
After walking for more than ten minutes, the group finally saw the source of the freshwater by the light of their lamps.
"This..."
"This water is coming from the murals? How is this possible?"
The Xuanxue professor thought this was amazing.
"This is a form of Daoist magic. The most powerful can draw a prison on the ground and travel a thousand miles a day. This is just a minor trick."
Zhou Lin thought of the books he had seen before and was greatly shocked, but seeing it with his own eyes now was different.
"But could this thing appearing here at this time be a problem?"
Guo Liang seemed to have thought of something.
"Hasn't the problem already appeared? And it's in the water. Otherwise, that student wouldn't have been so eager to go into the water."
Zhou Lin said, his brows furrowed slightly.
The netizens in the live broadcast room became anxious again.
"What does that mean? Are there more terrifying things?"
"Your Great Xia tombs have hidden so many treasures? Why are there both dangers and crises?"
"Yes, if you ask me, you are too greedy. You've already seen the burial pits, just take these burial objects and leave, why look for trouble?"
"What do you know? That's because your Eagle Country likes to give up halfway. We Great Xia don't care about money? It's our thirst for knowledge, do you understand thirst for knowledge?"
"This is our Great Xia's history and culture, it's a step in our history and culture, and it's our Great Xia's inheritance. What do you old folks understand?"
"Exactly, what do you understand? Just like you are greedy for money, you covet other people's money, it's ridiculous."
...
In the dean's conference room.
Everyone looked at the situation on the big screen and was at a loss for words.
What kind of emotions should arise? Hope, or not hope?
"Am I nervous or not nervous?"
Professor Hu didn't know how to regulate his mood.
"Me too, I don't know what to feel."