Ride and Cut

　　 They finally came to the shore of Bayeux Lake.

　　The high concentration of toxic salt makes all the fine microorganisms and algae incapable of existence, so even in the midsummer season, it is impossible to see the blue waves and reeds around the Bayeux Lake. The sea of ​​Cao Hai, which was originally seen everywhere, also became nothingness by the lake.

　　 Except for a few blades of grass and ladybugs that were sent by the wind, the lake under my feet was as pure as a huge crystal stone. You can clearly see that the water waves slightly distorted the sunlight, and the shadows slowly swayed on the bed of snow-white sand that was several blades deep. And the lake farther away is like a fine polished silver mirror, reflecting the clouds in the sky. It's a void that's hard to see elsewhere.

　　 "That seems to be the corpse of Minotaur? Richard pointed to the pieces of dead wood floating on the lake. The distance was too far, and he could barely see the outline.

　　 "Throwing the corpse into the lake can prevent corruption and cause plague." Sendak explained to him.

　　 "Oh." Richard nodded clearly.

　　 The density of salt water is very high, so these corpses will float on the lake for a long time, being exposed to the wind and sun. As time goes by, the salt in the water analyzes that it is attached to the surface of the corpse, forming a layer of snow-white salt crystal shells. Until this layer of salt crystals becomes thick enough to sink the corpse to the bottom of the lake, they can get the last eternal peace.

　　 The whole process may take several years.

　　 The dwarf throws the enemy's corpse into the Bayeux Lake, which will certainly play a role in epidemic prevention, but Richard also has to suspect that there is also a venting element. For any kind of intelligent life, such treatment of the remains after death is cruel.

　　 "Master Richard, good day." Several old dwarf men have been waiting by the lake for a long time.

　　 Richard almost couldn't hold back a chuckle. They had a long soup pot in their hands, and they looked like halflings preparing to join the group. Speaking of which, dwarves and halflings are about the same size, if they were willing to shave off their proud beard, it would look like that.

　　 What he can hold back is because the elders don't seem to be joking at all. Most of the dwarves have sparse and stern faces on weekdays, but even by dwarf standards, they are too solemn.

　　 "Good day, elders." Richard noticed that there were more than three soup pots beside them, which seemed to be for himself, Robbie and Sendak.

　　 In addition, there are several chain mails on the ground. The front and back of these chain mails each have a big cake-like iron tuft. The weight is not light at first sight, I don't know what it is for.

　　 Sendak patted Richard's hip, "You should know that there is an iron ore at the bottom of this lake. The tribe usually forges and relies on the ore that is fished out."

　　 "Listen to Annie." Richard simply squatted down so that he could look at the dwarf.

　　 Sendak picked up a piece of iron-clad chain mail and handed it to Richard, motioning him to put it on. Lord Lord weighed it up, weighing forty or fifty pounds, and it seemed that it was a large size specially prepared for himself.

　　 Then Sendak and others began to put on the unusually heavy chain mail.

　　 Richard's heart grew hairy as he watched—they were wearing deformed armor and carrying a soup pot in their hands. They looked so funny and funny, but the expressions on their faces became more serious than the other.

　　 Lord Lord silently swears in his heart that if Atsuko Atsuko can't say one, two or three, he will use a soup pot to take the local materials and stew the whole group of neuroses.

　　 "Once when we were prospecting, we found it by accident. Maybe it was an earthquake or something. In short, there was a gap between the ore at the bottom of the lake that was big enough for people to enter." Sendak grinned.

　　 "In order to spy on the ore reserves, we sent someone to try to sneak in. But the results we got never expected. For the dwarves, it is a unique treasure in the world."

　　 I can see that Sendak is trying his best to restrain, but his lips are still shaking slightly uncontrollably. He, not just him, the breathing rate of all the dwarves in the room became chaotic at this moment.

　　 "Gold mine?" Richard's imagination immediately began to fly, gritted his teeth with jealousy. The luck of the dwarf was too good, he did not dare to expect this kind of pie falling from the sky, because the only thing that fell on his head was hail and no pie.

　　 "It's not a property of the world." Sendak, who had a bold temper, hesitated at this time and refused to say clearly.

　　 "Brother Richard, go and see for yourself." Robbie took the lead and walked to the water's edge.

　　The water of the lake is clear enough, and you can see that a piece of the lake bed has been cleared of salt crystals and gravel, forming a wide pit with at least ten edges on the left and right, exposing the red soil and stones.

　　 "This is where mining is usually done." Robbie explained to him in a low voice.

　　 "Diving mining?" Richard vaguely remembered that the salt in Bayeux Lake was poisonous. But even if it is non-toxic fresh water, there is no output in diving mining.

　　 "There is a lot of ore scattered. I usually use a trawl net." Robbie handed Richard a soup pot, "but we have to dive this time."

　　 "What's the use?" Richard put the soup pot on his head smoothly, thinking that he must look like a mallet now.

"When you enter the water, you can hold a little air in the bucket, but you must firmly grasp the two handles, the salt water is very buoyant." Sendak gave a demonstration, so he also became very like a mallet, still short. Hammer, "Be careful not to splash water in your eyes, you will be stung very painful."

　　 "Oh." He understood that the soup pot functions as a small diving bell.

　　 "But I can't see anything like this." Richard put his head into the barrel and tried, and found that he could only peer into the space under his feet from the gap between the barrel wall and chin. UU reading www.uukanshu. cm

　　 "You can see the heel of the person in front of you, follow behind and move forward, and then you can take it off when you have it." Sendak took the lead to put the bucket on his head, walked to the water and jumped in.

　　 Richard and a few other dwarves went into the water one after the other as if they were laying down dumplings. They were all wearing heavy chain mail, so there was no need to worry about not sinking into the water. Stepping on the ground, a splash of mud and sand flew up and mixed up the original clear lake.

　　 "I feel a little sick when I think that there are a lot of corpses in this lake." Lord Lord's voice came out of the iron bucket, and the urn sounded violently.

　　 The dwarves were silent, so he had no choice but to follow the heels in front of him. Compared with land, underwater is almost completely another world, the restraint of gravity is reduced to the lightest, and it can drift forward slowly in the lake water with a little kick.

　　 A group of people floated into the corridor one by one, and the light suddenly dimmed.

　　 Richard raised the side of the pot and glanced at it. It was indeed a very wide rift. Not to mention the dwarves, it was more than enough to let the trolls in.

　　 The price of this look was a series of bubbles floating straight from the side of the pot to the top of his head, losing a part of the air, so he quickly covered the side of the pot and stopped looking at it.

　　 The team moved forward in silence. Richard didn't know how long the tunnel was. He only knew that the air in the barrel was getting muddy and the light was getting sparser.

　　 It was almost like advancing in the stomach of a huge creature. For a while, only the sound of surging water could be heard. The dull and depressing environment made him feel a little irritable.

　　 After an unknown period of time, Richard suddenly felt the buoyancy of the iron bucket in his hand getting lighter and lighter, until he drooped and pressed his hand. I lifted the iron bucket and found that water had flowed from the chest, and ran forward two steps and stood on the shore.