“...... That day, the teacher retired first. ”

On the surface of the muddy river, after watching the ghost messenger from the Exit and Entry Administration of the Prefecture take away another drowned soul, Lian Ge retracted his gaze.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge stared at the wide and gentle surface of the Yellow River in front of him.

With the rolling water of the Yellow River, after flowing down the river, passing or meandering, or turbulent river, one person and one rat once again enter a gentle and open section of the river.

At this moment, it was already the next morning, but the sky above me had not yet completely opened up, and it looked a little dark.

Dark clouds gathered with the wind, covering the sky, and a shower was about to come.

Under the dark clouds, some birds spread their wings and hovered low in the sky, making a few cries from time to time.

On the surface of the river, the turbid yellow water set off ripples and waves with the blowing wind, still flowing slowly downstream.

The driftwood carrying Lian Ge also moves forward quietly with the water of the Yellow River.

Looking at the increasingly thick dark clouds above the sky overhead, and feeling the wind blowing from the shore from time to time, Lian Ge paused,

Glancing at the squatting mouse on his shoulder, Lian Ge sat down cross-legged on the driftwood with a hint of moisture.

“...... Da ...... Da Da ......"

At this moment, sparse raindrops dripped from the dark clouds and fell on the murky surface of the river, splashing ripples and also dripping on the driftwood, making a slight lapping sound.

Tilting his head slightly, looking at the sky covered with dark clouds and the raindrops that had begun to fall, Lian Ge drove his mana and waved his hand gently.

Immediately after, the raindrops followed the footsteps of the raindrops that had fallen before, slapping on the water and driftwood.

When the rain came, the birds hovering on the river had already cried and escaped into the mountains and forests.

The rapid rain continued to beat against the water and the mountains and forests on the shore with the howling wind.

Under the effect of the spell, the rain that fell did not contaminate Lian Ge's body, and above his head, it was blocked, diverted, and dripped on both sides of the driftwood.

Glancing at the top of his head, and the shower lapping the water, he smiled, and Lian Ge withdrew his gaze,

I was about to continue my practice in this rain, when suddenly, a figure came into view in the rain.

The figure was very close to Lian Ge, and floated up from the side of the driftwood and from the turbid water of the Yellow River.

She lay flat on the water, a young woman in her twenties, judging by her undecayed clothes and unrotten hair.

Its face was swollen and rotten, its eyes were still staring, and its mouth was slightly open.

After resurfacing to the surface, a lot of fine foam gradually emerged from under his nose, which was still relatively intact.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

The rain dripped down on the young woman, making a slight lapping sound.

This is not another drowned ghost, but a drowned corpse.

Looking at the corpse, which was already a little inflated, Lian Ge paused.

Under the eyes of the sky, the soul of this female corpse is not in her body, nor is it around.

......

Retracting his gaze, Lian Ge continued to look at the corpse, the corpse had obviously been in the water for a long time, the exposed skin of its body had been wrinkled, and the skin on its calves had even been a little ulcerated, exposing the white muscles and muscles in it, which were slightly trembling when washed by the river.

The whole corpse had swelled more than once compared to the clothes on its body.

Glancing over, Lian Ge paused slightly at the shoulder-like place of the female corpse.

The woman's hands were not hanging down at her sides or on her body, but were tied behind her, and through the murky water, you could barely see a thick hemp rope tied to the woman's wrist.

There was an extra piece of hemp rope that bound the wrist, and it was drifting along the river, as if there was something on it before.

......

And at the same time that Lian Ge was staring at the female corpse, under the rain and wind, the gradually turbulent river also pushed the driftwood under Lian Ge and the female corpse on his side, constantly moving forward.

The female corpse always followed closely beside the driftwood, as if she wanted to walk with Lian Ge.

“...... Grandpa, it's raining, shall we go back?"

At this moment, a distant voice reached Lian Ge's ears with the wind.

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge temporarily withdrew his gaze from the female corpse and followed the sound.

I saw in the distance, on the river, a small boat was floating on the river in the rain,

There were two people standing on the surface of the lake, one of them was hunched up, wearing a smock robe, a straw hat, and a bamboo pole in his hand, stabilizing the boat under his feet in the rain.

The other was wearing a red raincoat and also holding a bamboo pole in his hand.

“...... It's raining, so you have to keep watch over the river. The hunched man, holding a bamboo pole, turned around and said to the man in the red raincoat.

Hearing this, the man in the red raincoat nodded thoughtfully,

"Grandpa, we're not going back......"

......

"Eh, grandpa, do you see, there seems to be a corpse next to the wood. The man in the red raincoat looked a little surprised, and pointed to the female corpse next to the driftwood.

"I saw it, I saw it......" The one in the robe, an old man, heard the words at this moment, nodded, put down the cigarette stick in his mouth, supported the bamboo pole, and propped the boat to the road where the female corpse was about to rush by,

“...... Grandpa, the corpse seems to be overdone...... No one has come to claim this corpse, are we going to pick her up?"

The boat blocked the way of the female corpse, the swollen corpse in front of the boat with the current, gently undulating, the one wearing a red raincoat, was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, looking at the female corpse, a little disappointed,

"Xiaoshan, since we eat the dead, let's be respectful of the dead, just thinking about money is not enough. The old man in the robe turned to his grandson and said,

"These people floating on the Yellow River are all poor people, if you can help, you can help. ”

"Oh......" The young man in the raincoat nodded thoughtfully, "Then pick it up?"

"Scoop it up. Carry it home and leave it for three days, and if no one comes to claim it, it will be buried in the same place. As he spoke, the old man took two short poles with hooks from the boat, and handed one to his grandson.

After his grandson took it, he hooked the side of the corpse with the old man, and slowly dragged the female corpse floating in the water onto the boat.

"Knock ......"

A slight collision sounded, and the body lay on its side, lying on the boat.

“...... Hey, it's still a young girl, I don't know if it's ......" The old man put down the hook, bowed slightly, and looked at it.

Soon, he noticed the hemp rope that tied the female corpse,

"Grandpa, this is the second one. The young man in the red raincoat squatted down, looked at the hemp rope tied to the wrist of the female corpse, even if the female corpse had not fallen off, and asked curiously.

"What a wicked worker. Taking the extra part of the hemp rope and looking at it, the old man in the robe sighed, shook his head slightly, and stood up again,

"Let's go, Xiaoshan, let's go back, go back and call the police. ”

"Aren't you fishing?"

"No more fishing. The old man shook his head and picked up the pole again.

The young man in the red raincoat also picked up the bamboo pole and, together with his grandfather, propped up the boat and rowed towards the shore.

......

Not far from the side, on the driftwood, Lian Ge, who had been in the invisible concealment technique, looked at the pair of grandfathers and grandsons holding the boat, gradually moving away in the line of sight, and paused slightly,

Driving the mana, with a wave of his hand, a gust of wind hit, and the driftwood under him instantly turned around and slowly approached the shore.

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