"This..." My heart suffocated again.
If you don't dare to take care of it, doesn't this mean that the village chief is dead?
I wanted to speak, but my second uncle immediately stopped me. His tone was very cautious, and he told me that I must not be kind to a woman.
Then he said, I shouldn't even go to the village chief to say this. Now I don't know if there will be any problems because of it. I don't dare to interfere in what happens next.
At this point, my second uncle patted me on the shoulder again, as if to comfort me.
I took him to sit down at the wooden table, took out the wine bottle, and asked me to go to the kitchen to get him a plate of peanuts to drink with. He had been running all day and still had no food in his stomach.
I went into the kitchen, and besides the peanuts, I also cut a piece of cured bacon given by Xie Xiaohua's man.
When the second uncle saw it, his eyes lit up. He took a chopstick and took a sip of wine. His face was no longer anxious and panicked, only satisfied.
It calmed down a bit. I knew there was no other room for maneuver, so I didn’t say much more. I just looked at the Nine Arts of Yin Sheng on my own.
When my second uncle had almost eaten, I asked him if I could fish out Luo Yin Po’s body.
The second uncle's face was red now. He burped and smelled of alcohol.
Then she told me that it was possible to fish her out, but I told her before that Luo Yinpo was dragged down in the end, which was a bit troublesome.
Because I don’t know what dragged her down. If my mother was better, if it was a water ghoul, I’m afraid she would have died without seeing her body.
My second uncle was drunk when he said this, but my face changed, becoming livid and confused.
Because I think of those men in the village, whose bodies were almost all chewed up beyond recognition...
I couldn't help it anymore and said through gritted teeth that I was going to take a look at the body.
First, I was afraid that Luo Yinpo would be dragged away by the water ghoul.
Secondly, as my second uncle said just now, my mother is reluctant to leave, and she doesn’t want to harm me. She may even help me. Just because I don't know my mother's purpose, and because there are different paths between the living and the dead, I try to minimize contact with her.
This way, at least I don't have to worry about my mother dragging me into the water to my death.
The second uncle rubbed his brows again and said, just take a look. If you can fish it out, then go back to sleep.
I stood up immediately and hurried into the house to clean up my things.
In fact, it's still early now. My second uncle came back at dusk. He finished drinking and we finished talking. It's no more than midnight now.
The village chief's matter can only be put aside. He can come and ask for it but not give it to him. Luo Yinpo's matter can't be delayed any longer!
After a few minutes, I changed into my green linen jacket and brought a few things with me.
When I came out of the room, Luo Yinpo's old chicken followed me. Her neck moved, but her head was extremely stable.
He and his second uncle hurried out of the door and walked towards the edge of the hanging river.
Luo Yinpo was dragged down in front of the river in front of our house. I still clearly remember the scenes of that night and the location.
In just a few dozen meters, we arrived at the water.
The moonlight is quiet, the water surface is sparkling, and there is a little wind blowing.
I didn't feel much, so my second uncle shivered, frowned and muttered: "It's weird, it's a bit freezing today?"
I calmed down, pursed my lips and told my second uncle that I was going into the water, and then walked directly down from the water's edge.
The water on this section of the shore gradually became deeper and deeper. I walked about seven or eight meters, and the water was up to my waist, so I continued walking forward.
When it almost reached the chest position, this was almost where Luo Yin Po was dragged down.
I took a deep breath, held my breath back, then bent down and dived into the water.
The water here is still shallow, and you can almost see the bottom at a glance, but there are no corpses.
The river bed slanted forward, getting deeper and deeper, and the light became darker and darker.
I directly swam forward diagonally downward.
The water is so shallow, Luo Yinpo will definitely not be here, so we have to go forward to find it...
After swimming for almost half a quarter of an hour, I was holding my breath to the limit. I touched the pig belly hanging around my waist and took a breath of the air inside.
Based on experience and the transparency of the moonlight, the place where I stopped now should be about ten meters deep.
But I still didn’t see Luo Yinpo’s body...
The gravel under the water was slightly floated by the river water, and I had more bad thoughts in my mind.
Could it be that the water ghoul really dragged away Luo Yinpo?
I gritted my teeth and my eyes were hot and bloodshot.
Reluctantly, I swam forward for a while and searched around. I used the air from the pig's belly twice during this period. The remaining air was almost empty. I still found nothing and could only move toward it. Swim out of the water.
If you can't go back along the original path, you can't hold your breath enough, so you can only go to the surface of the water first.
Soon I got to the surface, put my head out and breathed heavily.
The moonlight shines down, reflecting more light on the water.
Looking at the shore, the shadow of the second uncle's person became very small. The distance from me was at least fifty or sixty meters away from the shore.
We are almost approaching the middle of the hanging river in this section of the basin...
After taking a short breath, I suppressed my bad thoughts and swam towards the shore.
Now I feel extremely uncomfortable in my heart, as if I have been stabbed by needles. If Luo Yinpo’s body was eaten by the water ghoul ghost, and her body was left intact, I won’t be able to explain it when my father is buried...
I must be looking in the wrong direction, or she was rushed to another location...
As I swam, I felt something was wrong, and there was always a depressing feeling behind me.
And the feeling is getting closer and closer, almost touching my body!
Suddenly, I thought of my mother. Is she following me?
I didn't dare to look back, I swam faster, and the oppressive feeling became heavier and heavier, to the point where I felt like my hair was tangled around my neck...
I seemed to hear a faint cry in my ears. The sound seemed to come from my consciousness, but it also seemed like an auditory hallucination.
Every time my mother appears, what I feel is sadness and misery. Where is this cold resentment?
There's something... in the water! ?
After thinking about this clearly for a moment, I felt cold in my limbs and a constant chill in my spine.
Swim towards the shore faster.
I had almost estimated the distance, so I moved my body slightly, and my feet suddenly landed on the gravel of the river bed on the bank. Suddenly my feet hit the ground, and I quickly ran forward using my strength.
The sound of rushing water rang in my ears. After I got out of the water, I was blown by the wind and suddenly felt even colder.
But I didn't dare to stop at all and kept running forward quickly.
As I got closer to the shore, my second uncle also looked towards me, but his eyes were obviously not looking at me, but behind me.
The moment I started running ashore, the feeling of depression disappeared.
I just felt a chill running down my spine and a chill on my back, as if I was being stared at all the time.
Soon, I was completely out of the water and on the shore.
I saw my second uncle's face clearly. His expression was solemn, his eyes were filled with surprise, and he still didn't look at me.
I turned my head suddenly and saw at a glance that there was a head half-protruding from the water about ten meters away.
Her face was pale and livid, and her eyes were pitch-black. She didn't know whether it was because she was too far away to see the whites of her eyes, or because she didn't have them!
This is definitely not my mother.
That felt completely wrong.
The half of the head was exposed, and the hair was still scattered on the water, which looked particularly eye-catching...
At this moment, the waves of the river suddenly became larger, pushing him forward with force.
Suddenly more heads popped out, and almost half of the body jumped out of the water!
The upright body immediately gave me a feeling.
Isn't this just a dead body? !
The water wave lasted only a moment. The next moment it was swept into the water and disappeared...
"There are quite a lot of people who die for justice in this hanging river..." The second uncle's eyelids twitched wildly, and he muttered in a low voice: "It's a good thing you didn't look back, otherwise you would have been tainted with right and wrong again."
My heart was pounding loudly, and suddenly I remembered that I crossed the boat with my second uncle to Hejia Village on the opposite side. When we went there, we actually followed the boat to death, and when we came back...
Those two times were on the same day, maybe they both died together?
Now that I'm in the water and I'm being followed, is it the same as the one who dies? !
My father told me when he taught me that a dead person likes to seek redress from those who retrieved corpses, but he came to me three times once, twice, and three times... This is so weird.
I didn't hesitate and told my second uncle directly about my guess.
Er Shusi touched it, nodded and said, "It's really possible, but don't care about this. Even if she comes every time we go into the water and ignore her, can she still climb ashore?"
I pursed my lips and nodded.
But when I looked at the water again, it felt like a stone was weighing on my heart, making it difficult to breathe.
Then I told my second uncle that there was no Luo Yinpo in the water.
The second uncle was silent for a while, his brows furrowed, as if he was also thinking.
"If this is gone, it's probably..." The second uncle said unnaturally.
I clenched the corners of my clothes tightly with my hands, interrupted my second uncle, and said in a hoarse voice: "I still think it's impossible. Luo Yinpo is the one who takes over the Yinpo, and she is not an ordinary person... She didn't drown in vain..."
At this point, my heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly remembered something.
My pupils suddenly tightened, and my tone became much more urgent: "Calling the spirits! The ghost lady can arrange the summoning!"
"Second uncle, do you remember that the ghost lady said that Po Luo Yin seemed to have had a child, and he would go and find out about it!"
"If the soul is summoned, no matter where the corpse is washed away, it will definitely come back, and then I can go down and retrieve the corpse!" The second uncle's expression also changed slightly. He nodded and said that the witch did indeed say so.
The two of us looked at each other for a while, and at this moment, the old chicken suddenly crowed sadly toward the river.
The voice was too sharp and had a sad tone to it.
Then it suddenly turned around, pecked off a bloody quill on its tail, spit it out, and fell into the hanging river. It soon floated far away in the river and disappeared.
The thing is psychic when it is old, and the one raised by the mother-in-law is even different. I just can’t figure out what it means, and I can’t ask.
After the old chicken finished doing it, he suddenly turned around and walked towards my house.
My second uncle and I stopped stopping and headed home.
In just a few dozen meters, we arrived at the door of our house.
It's just that the door of my house is open. Through the crack of the door, there is only a faint moonlight in the room, and it is pitch dark and it is difficult to see clearly.
A slight chewing sound came from inside the house, as if someone was chewing something again...
Who is entering my house in the middle of the night? Stealing something to eat? !
Even thieves in the village who like to steal chickens and dogs would not dare to enter the door of the corpse hunter!
My second uncle and I looked at each other, and there was sweat on his forehead.
