Ma Zhong said as he walked forward, "You don't know how to fish!" The big fish should be slowed down twice and then pulled up, otherwise the silk thread will be easy to break. Look ......" Ma Zhong's words were not finished, only a "coo" sound was heard, and Ma Zhong fell into the reservoir.

He, Ma Zhong, and the children in this village who have grown to more than a meter tall are all good swimmers. So he didn't worry about Ma Zhong who fell into the water.

He complained: "I told you not to go to the side, but I don't believe it." He cautiously walked to the side and looked at the place where Ma Zhong had fallen into the water. There was no trace of Ma Zhong, only a wave of water "rippling".

He was still not worried. He scoffed, "Who wouldn't dive?" You tease me, but I don't cooperate with you. He also teased Ma Zhong like this, pretending to fall into the water, diving to the bottom of the water to dig a ball of mud, and when Ma Zhong came to see it, he hit him on the nose.

"Don't be funny! The fish are all gone! You don't pick pomegranates when you want them to do it, and you don't catch a fish when it's hooked. Is! He was still blaming Ma Zhong for not picking the pomegranates from the horse butcher's house that time. The waves of the water were like a mocking laugh, like the laughter of the woman.

After waiting for a minute, he saw that Ma Zhong was still out of the water and realized that something was wrong. If it were him, he could dive for more than a minute, but Ma Zhong's lung capacity was much smaller than him, and it was good to be able to dive for forty seconds.

At this time, the waves on the surface of the water also calmed down, as if Ma Zhong had never fallen into the water here.

"Ma Zhong! Ma Zhong! He shouted from the shore. There was no reaction underwater, Ma Zhong's fishing rod floated on the water, and the buoy floated up from the water, and stood there quietly again.

"Ma Zhong! Come on, don't be funny! He panicked. But all around was the monotonous cry of understanding. Two minutes have passed, and Ma Zhong has not yet surfaced.

He was in a hurry, so he hurriedly ran back to the village to call for the adults to help.

Ma Zhong's father was not at home, and Ma Zhong's uncle hurried to the reservoir with a dozen people. Because the reservoir is too big, the release of water is too slow. They decided to resort to the most ordinary search and rescue methods. Those who knew how to water jumped into the reservoir.

But after fishing for half a day, nothing was found.

"That's Ma Zhong's fishing rod." He said, pointing to a fishing rod floating in the middle of the water. No one had noticed it just now, and now it suddenly appeared on the surface. The buoy jumps up and down on the surface of the water. He said excitedly: "The buoy was like this before Ma Zhong fell into the water!" ”

Ma Zhong's uncle was busy paddling and kicking and swam over. At this time, the rod was pushed by the waves caused by Ma Zhong's uncle, and drifted farther away. Ma Zhong's uncle was in a hurry and moved closer to the fishing rod faster. But the rod deliberately made a fuss with him, and drifted away at the same speed. The buoy was still beating up and down, and everyone's hearts were beating with it.

"it!" Ma Zhong's uncle panted and scolded, slapping the water with a slap, stirring up countless waves.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Several people gathered around together, spread a semi-encirclement of the fishing rod, and "forced" the fishing rod towards the shore.

The rod retreated to the shore, hit the embankment, and stopped moving. Ma Zhong's uncle quickly reached out and grabbed the fishing rod and lifted it up. There was nothing on the rod, buoys, hooks, silk lines were still there. "Damn, I thought there were fish on it." Ma Zhong's uncle scolded.

"Look." A man pointed to the fishhook and said. A few others leaned in.

There are a few small "hair" hairs wrapped around the hook, the size and length of which are similar to human "hair" hairs, except that they are green "colored", like aquatic weeds floating.

"What is this?" Someone asked, "Did it just drift with a fishing rod?" ”

Ma Zhong's uncle scolded: "It's all nonsense! Hurry up and find someone! ”

They held the mind of not giving up from noon until the moon rose, and the sound of frogs in the field sounded one after another like waves, but they still did not find Ma Zhong. At this time, it was a little bit smaller

The wind, the people who stayed in the reservoir felt a chill. The moonlight sprinkled on the breezy water, sparkling like the back of a carp.

Ma Zhong's uncle cried with a sad face and said to himself: "Damn, even if you drowned, the corpse should be floating by now!" You want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death! ”

The people in the water were so cold that their lips were purple. Ma Zhong's uncle had no choice but to beckon everyone ashore and gave up the search and rescue.

He didn't tell anyone about him and Ma Zhong spying on the man and woman, only that Ma Zhong slipped into the water while fishing. At the time, he thought that voyeurism had nothing to do with drowning, and told them that not only was it useless, but that adults would laugh at it.

After waiting for three days, there was still no floating body of Ma Zhong in the reservoir. Ma Zhong's family had no choice but to tie a scarecrow, make him wear Ma Zhong's clothes before his death, and put him in a coffin for burial. During the Chinese New Year, the fish in the reservoir had a bumper harvest. The fish that came from the net was as long as a flat pole, and it took two or three people to hold it.

Due to the geographical location, there are frequent floods in our area. In order to prevent the water from overflowing, the embankment has been raised year by year, and it is higher than the average mountain. In the rainy season, once the embankment collapses, the entire village and town under the embankment are swallowed up by floodwater. Many people die unknowingly and even in their sleep.

When the flood waters receded, the fish in various ponds, reservoirs, and rivers were unusually active, and the fish grew amazingly large. Some people find human fingers in the mouth of the fish, and some people find gold rings in the belly of the fish.

Before the monks of the Xiangyan Temple passed away, they often gave some dead people who were swollen and transparent by water blisters. Seeing those who drowned reminded me of duck eggs without shells. More than ten years ago, there was a duck farmer who took a long bamboo pole and drove a large flock of ducks from one village to another, similar to a beekeeper who lived in no fixed place. If so many ducks are kept in a fixed pond, soon the water in the pond will turn black and smelly, so the duck keeper drives the ducks along the watery place, picking up duck eggs along the way and selling them to local people along the way.

Some children look for missed eggs in places where duck farmers pass. Due to the long-term immersion in the water, the duck eggs are often shellless, and only a soft film is encased on the outside. When you pick it up and look at the sun, you can see the round yolk in the middle.

In the aftermath of the flood, many of the corpses resemble duck eggs without shells.

Of course, more people have become food for fish, prompting fish to grow like crazy.

Ma Zhong's mother saw the big fish coming from the reservoir net and cried so much that she became a tearful person.

After Ma Zhong drowned, he didn't go there to peep for a long time. But things didn't stop there.