Looking at the bricks and stones that the three of them had moved away together, Aning took two steps forward and peered into the pitch-black space below. After blinking for a moment, she made out the massive piled stones and the turbid, stagnant water deep down.
"It's so deep, who knows what's down there," Fatty remarked from the side, shining his flashlight in, but he could only see absolute darkness; the beam couldn't reach the bottom at all.
"The water isn't deep right now, and it's muddy with branches and dead leaves floating on top," Aning said. Without paying attention to Fatty's dropped jaw, she stepped back to stand beside Zhang Qiling. "We can't go down today. Let's wait until tomorrow morning." It was getting dark, and it would take time for the people lagging behind to catch up.
Chapter 838