Chapter 22: Fishing for Corpses

The next day I went to Xiaowangzhuang, which is my sister-in-law's maiden home.

I drove directly to the rotten boat of the white ghost, and I had to visit the goddess before I officially fished out the corpse.

The corpse itself is not terrifying, unlike the water monkey, which dares to mutilate even the living when it has a ferocious attack. The biggest trouble with corpses is the word cause and effect, such as this Wang Fang, if I want to salvage her body, I must avenge her.

If you want to avenge the ghost, you will inevitably have to summon the ghost and ask her where the grievances are. This skill has not been taught to me, but the goddess must know.

The goddess of Xiaowangzhuang is very divine, and even people like Bai Lao Ghost have a little respect when they mention her.

The white old ghost does not respect the heavens and does not respect the gods and Buddhas, and the people he respects either have extraordinary abilities or have extraordinary experiences.

Like the Buddha, it's both. The suffering of the Buddha is far more painful than that of Ling Chi in the old society, and her eyes are completely refined by blood and tears.

And the goddess has the ability to go to the underworld, she will go to the yin, and to go to the yin is to go to the underworld.

Legend has it that there are a total of thirteen stations in the underworld, starting from the City God Temple and ending at the Soul Restoration Cliff. In the era of the end of the law, the Tao was shallow, and there were not many Yin people who could go through all the thirteen stations in the underworld, and the goddess was one of them.

The goddess was very old, wrinkled, with deep-set eye sockets, and was dressed in a wide black robe, with withered hands and feet as thin as chicken feet. When I entered, she was sitting on a wicker chair in the yard basking in the sun.

The corpse collector is half of the Xuanmen, and like the goddess, they all eat the food of the dead, and they are collectively referred to as the Yin people. Because I am considered the apprentice of the white old ghost, I have to perform a junior salute when I see the goddess.

When she saw that I was about to kneel down and salute, the goddess was so frightened that she almost fell off the wicker chair and stopped me from saluting. "Don't salute me, I still want to live a few more years." Seeing that I was confused, she explained: "You are the man of the Yellow River Niangniang, husband and wife have the same morality, you give me a junior salute is equivalent to lowering her identity, if the old body suffers, is it."

It's a long life. "It seems that not only the local Yin Soul knows about my sister-in-law's marriage to me, but even the Yin people like the Divine Woman who have been dealing with the Yin Spirit all year round also know about it. It's just that I'm a little strange, my sister-in-law can't even solve the troubles of the local city god, why is the goddess so jealous

I'm afraid of her.

It was only after a long time that I realized that Lord Chen of Huiji Guan was not afraid of his concubine, because there was the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain standing behind him, and Lord Chenghuang dared to come to the door to provoke because there was the entire Yin Si standing behind him.

For those yin people in the world who have no background support, the Yellow River Niangniang is still a taboo existence. Of course, this is also related to the strength of the concubine herself. As for how high her ability is, this is a matter of time not to mention.

At that moment, I expressed my intention to the goddess, saying that I wanted to salvage Wang Fang's bones.

"Have you figured it out? This is a corpse, if you want to salvage her, you have to avenge her, and if you can't do it, you will be caught by her ghost as a stand-in, and you will be killed by your life. "The goddess asked me.

"I know. That's why I came to ask you about the conjuring. ”

"The conjuring can only be carried out after seeing her bones, you just need to fish out her bones, and I will help you if the conjuring of ghosts is in the face of the Yellow River Niangniang."

"Okay, so I'll thank the goddess first."

After coming out of the god-mother's house, I went to find Wang Fang's mother's family.

I thought they would arrange for someone to go with me to retrieve the body, but they kicked me out as soon as I made it clear that I was here, and scolded me for being nosy. said that Wang Fang had lost all their face, and their family should not have this daughter.

Despite the awe-inspiring rhetoric, I could tell that they didn't go because they were afraid.

Wang Fang has become a corpse, and the child in her womb has now become a baby spirit, and they dare not go.

They didn't go, so I had to drive the rotten boat to Baishakou alone.

Baishakou is Wang Fang's husband's home, and it is also the place where she committed suicide by throwing herself into the river.

When I heard that I was going to salvage Wang Fang's bones, a large number of villagers quickly gathered on the shore. From their discussions, I could tell that her husband's family did not come either.

Although the orphan girl Huixiang was bullied before her death, there were still old people in the village to bury her when the body was retrieved, compared to Wang Fang's mother's family with a father and mother-in-law, but there was not even a person to collect the body.

Alas, I don't know which of the two of them is more pitiful.

The last place where Wang Fang's body sank was in the shade of a mountain cliff, a river bay, with slow water flow and no water plants.

I leaned the rotten boat against the cliff and began to prepare for the corpse.

The water was cold in the shade, and I took a big sip of sorghum spirit, then pinched my nose and chewed half a piece of ginger.

Spirits keep warm, ginger to ward off evil spirits.

After warming up, I jumped into the water with a red rope, a rope to tie up the corpse, and a waterproof flashlight. The white cloth is not needed, and there is no need to cover the bones under the water if they do not see the light of day.

The water is so deep that I have been sinking more than two feet, and I haven't seen the bottom yet.

Not only was the water deep, but it was far colder than I had estimated, giving me goosebumps all over my body and my body shivering involuntarily.

Three, four, five......

When I was about to dive to ten feet, I began to panic.

Although I am brave and watery, I can't dive all the way down this bottomless thing, right?

The water was deep and the pressure was great, and my eardrums were buzzing with oppression, all supported by a breath of air.

But if I don't go down, who will come to help me salvage Wang Fang's bones?

There are still people who take risks for money, and no one will take the work of corpses. I can only continue to dive, this is the time to test the courage of men.

The water was endless, and finally, when I had dived about five feet or so, my foot touched the silt at the bottom of the river.

The breath in my chest was almost exhausted, and I gritted my teeth and insisted on turning on the waterproof flashlight, trying to see the bottom of the river before I floated up to breathe.

The water was clear, and the light column of the flashlight illuminated a wide field of vision, but I turned around and saw nothing.

I couldn't hold my back any longer and was about to float up to breathe, but at that moment, I seemed to see a figure flash in front of me.

I quickly aimed my flashlight at it, and the sight almost scared me to death.

I saw that it was none other than Wang Fang herself, and it was directly on her face!

Before entering the water, I was fully prepared for the situation of her corpse, Wang Fang had been dead for so many days, and her corpse must have been swollen and inhuman, and it was even possible that some of it would be eaten by the fish and shrimp in the water.

But I never expected that she would still be exactly the same as she was when she was alive.

Wearing a blue dress, brown curly hair, thin arms and thin legs, the figure is not deformed at all.

And that's not the point, the most important thing is that she's alive!

When my flashlight hit her face, her closed eyes suddenly opened.

After opening her eyes, Wang Fang first showed me a weird smile, and then walked towards me step by step.

I would have been completely frightened, and I didn't react, just staring at her in a daze.

When she walked about three feet in front of me, Wang Fang stopped, her lips opening and closing up and down, as if talking to me.

But my ears were already buzzing with water, and I couldn't hear what she was saying.

Seeing that I didn't react, Wang Fang seemed to sigh, and then pointed to it with her hand.

I followed her movements and looked up, only then did I remember that I was still at the bottom of the river, and suddenly the suffocating feeling of lack of oxygen came to my heart, and I quickly floated up desperately.

When I floated, I was trembling at the tip of my heart, for fear that I would be dragged by her and drown at the bottom of the river.

Luckily, I floated up and climbed onto the top of the rotten boat, gasping for air like a dead dog.

When my emotions calmed down, I began to think back to what had just happened underwater.

I didn't find Wang Fang's body at first, because I had been shining a flashlight on the bottom of the river, and I never thought that Wang Fang was standing upright in the water, and I didn't expect that she was actually alive.

This living does not refer to a living person, but to a living corpse.

At the mention of living corpses, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind, aren't the living corpses under the water just dead?

The old white ghost once told me that the bones, corpses and vertical corpses in the Yellow River are not the most terrifying, and there is a kind of walking living corpse that is much more terrifying than them.

This kind of bones is called death.

Dead walking underwater, day after day, year after year, wandering where they died.

With resentment, he dies and does not fall. Unless the Yellow River runs dry, or the people who killed them die, they will fall.