After a busy morning, in addition to Wu Baocai's diary, I always had the terrifying picture I saw on the edge of the Yellow River last night, what are those white shadows holding sticks in their hands? Could it be that there are really ghosts and spirits in this world?

At noon, I was eating a big pot of rice when my phone rang.

"Hey! Where did you kid go in the car at the station? Isn't it in the dam house? ”

Hearing Li Guozhi's angry tone on the phone, I remembered that I drove Santana out of the station last night without saying hello.

I hurriedly told me the news of Wu Jinghan's grandfather's death, and Li Guozhi, who was on the other side of the phone, suddenly lost more than half of his anger, and asked me to help with 200 yuan, no matter what I said, Wu Jinghan was also an intern personally sent by the leaders of the bureau.

In fact, I was trained by Li Guozhi for these words, but my heart was steady, he didn't mention last night's incident, it is estimated that he was really drunk at that time, I am afraid that he has just woken up at this time, and he did not find anything abnormal.

"That's right! I was so angry with you that I almost forgot to get down to business...... Hewang Village wants to organize people to find the corpse, you ...... You have to watch from the scene, don't make any trouble! Li Guozhi changed his words and said loudly.

I didn't understand what he meant: "Looking for a corpse? What are you looking for? ”

"Isn't there still two women's bodies in the village that have not been found yet! If you die, you can't find a body, this is a big taboo in the countryside! ”

"We ...... We can't find it, how can they find it? I asked again.

"I don't know much about this, you have to go back in the afternoon, call me at any time if there is any situation." It's like a leader's shelf.

Hurriedly talked to Wu Jinghan, and then found the old man in charge of white affairs in the village to find an accountkeeper, and at one o'clock, I drove back to the dam house in Hewang Village.

Before I could stop the car, I saw dozens of people gathered by the river.

it! The corpse has long been floating to no one, what's the use of being here? It's terrible to be uneducated!

After parking the car, I quickly ran over, and saw a few acquaintances in the crowd from a distance, and these people should be the neighbors of Hewang Village.

"Fellows, you ...... What are you doing here? I pretended I didn't know anything and shouted at the crowd. Most of the villagers knew me, and one person replied, "It seems that there is no hope for you, so we have to figure it out ourselves." ”

The man who replied to me was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, as if someone else owed him money.

After walking in, I saw a few large watermelons on the ground, and I immediately remembered what the old fisherman said when he was patrolling the river that day, they wanted to use watermelons to find corpses? What age is it, and I still believe in these feudal superstitions.

There were several people standing next to a pile of watermelons, including the man with a gloomy face, presumably the family members of the two drowning women. I wanted to persuade them a few more words to stop wasting time and emotion, but looking at the appearance of a few people, I swallowed back the words that came to my lips.

There is a big aluminum basin on the river beach on the side, half a basin of paper ash is piled up in the basin, and there are a few yellow incense sticks that have not been burned out in front of the basin, a white-bearded old man walked over with a bottle of ink, squatted in front of the aluminum basin, grabbed two handfuls of paper ash with his hand and put it in the ink, stirred it with a brush a few times, and then walked to the watermelon, squatted, took out the brush and drew the words on the watermelon.

Kindness? My curiosity swelled suddenly, and when I looked sideways, the old man was actually writing, and after a few more careful glances, I recognized that he wrote "Pei Weihong" on a pile of watermelons, and "Zhang Jianhua" on another pile of watermelons. At first glance, you know that these are two names!

I understand! Zhang Jianhua and Pei Weihong should be the two people who did not find their bodies after drowning.

After the names of the six watermelons were written, the gloomy faces all began to cry.

The old man put the brush away and waved his hand at the people: "Okay! Before the ink dries, you have to send it to the Dragon King quickly, or you will be exposed. ”

Several people also knew what was wrong, so they quickly shut up and picked up a watermelon.

The old man reminded them, "Say the name of the dead!" And it's nine times in one breath, no more than once, no less once. ”

Several people hurriedly began to chatter, and as they chattered, they walked towards the river, throwing watermelons into the river almost at the same time.

"Poof...... Puff ......"

A few muffled sounds startled my heart with it.

Alas! What time is it...... If it's so easy to find a body in the water, what do you need professional salvage crews for? However, this will also save trouble, and I will have to report to Li Guozhi.

Except for Ben, they would just leave, and after the watermelon was thrown into the water, everyone stared straight into the water, as if they were looking at something strange. Watermelons are definitely floating in the water, what's so nice about that!

Although I thought so, I was actually curious, and unconsciously walked a few steps towards the river, and suddenly I was shocked to see six watermelons rolling on the surface of the river without waves, and the speed became faster and faster, gradually forming six small whirlpools.

I gasped, what's going on? Why did the watermelon spin on its own? It's as if there's an invisible hand fiddling with a spinning top.

This scene caused everyone on the river bank to exclaim.

The watermelon spun faster and faster, and just when I thought it would be the same as in a science fiction movie, a water gate would appear on the river, and a strange man with dragon horns beckoned to us and said, "Two female corpses are here, give them back to you!"

However, this was not the case, and six watermelons sank to the bottom of the water right under my nose.

There was another exclamation of surprise.

"Why did the watermelon sink?" Finally, a woman in the crowd shouted.

Immediately afterwards, a man with a dumb voice replied: "Xu was sucked down by the dragon king in the water!" ”

The white-bearded old man seemed to be very satisfied with the result, and he touched a few of his beards and said to a few family members, "Let's all go back first!" Since the dragon king has received the gift, this matter is easy to say, but ...... But it depends on whether he is willing to let him go, and everything will come to an end before twelve o'clock tonight. ”

I didn't have a good impression of this chattering old man, so I asked the neighbors on the side, "Where did he come from?" Could it be that it is a great immortal? ”

The neighbor replied in a low voice: "It was brought by these two families at their expense, and I heard that it is still from more than a white mile away, right...... He is a famous local feng shui master.

Sure enough! Or a monk from outside will chant sutras.

After waiting for another ten minutes, the neighbors seemed to be a little disappointed, and they all went back to the village in groups, and when there were less than ten people on the riverbank except for the two families who were looking for the corpses, I glanced at my mobile phone, and it was already 3:10 in the afternoon.

The two families had no intention of leaving, staring at the river, the faces of several people were not very good-looking, and the white-bearded old man was very leisurely, and he actually squatted to the side to smoke. I cursed: Just pretend! It is estimated that when I wait until twelve o'clock in the evening, I will say: It seems that the Dragon King does not want to release people, so I can't help it.

A few more people left, and seeing that there were only two families left to find the corpses, I also felt that this was the case, and I was about to turn around and leave, when I heard the thin tall man with a gloomy face just now shouting: "Look, what is that!" ”