Did you hear that? I immediately went to ask Brother Onion.

What do you hear? Brother Onion asked me in surprise.

Looking at Brother Onion's reaction, I can understand the reason. Although it is not too dark on this side of the reservoir bridge now, the sunlight is no longer shining here, and it is not surprising to hear some strange sounds at such times. I raised my hand to signal Brother Onion to remain silent for a moment, while I continued to listen with my ear sideways in the direction I thought it was the sound coming from.

It's cold

The sound came again, very grumbling, very desolate, and with the sound of gurgling bubbles. However, I still couldn't confirm the exact source of the sound, so I had to close my eyes and continue to wait.

It's so cold, it's so dark, who's going to save me?

Where are you?! I shouted.

The other party did not respond, and after a while, her voice came to my ears again, but she did not give me any positive answers, but kept repeating the previous sentence so cold and dark.

What's the situation? What do you hear? Brother Onion asked curiously as he stared at me.

I heard a woman's voice, and the sound of water. I replied truthfully.

Hydroacoustics? That's under the bridge! Let's go down? After Brother Onion finished speaking, he prepared to walk to the stairs by the bridge.

I didn't raise any objections, and I followed Brother Onion over.

On the side of the bridge, there is a stone staircase that turns back, and from the staircase you go down to the river bank, there is a stone platform on the bank, which seems to be used for walking and fishing in the summer.

I stood on the edge of the stone platform, looked at the frozen river below, and asked, "It should be okay to go down, right?"

No problem! The ice has frozen. After speaking, Brother Onion also gave me a sample, turned over and jumped off the stone platform directly, and landed on the ice with a bang. Brother Onion is 1.9 meters tall, and he is a big guy, not to mention 200 pounds, not much worse, he didn't fall into the ice, so I can be a little more sure.

The ice is about 1 meter away from the stone platform.

Normally, don't say it's 1 meter, even if it's two meters or three meters, I don't have any ambiguity when I jump down, but with ice underneath, it's a completely different situation. Holding on to the stone platform, I carefully rolled over and landed as lightly as I could on the ice, like a cat.

How do I feel like you're scared? Brother Onion asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

I smirked and shook my head, this is called being careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, you don't make a noise first, I'll listen to where the woman's voice came from.

Brother Onion shrugged his shoulders, then shut up and stopped talking, just walking around on the ice.

I took a deep breath and began to move carefully across the ice, asking in a low voice, "Where are you?" Answer me.

Goo

The sound of bubbles got into my ears, and it felt amazing, like the sound came from my stomach and went up into my head.

It's so cold, I'm really cold

The woman's voice reappeared! And this time her voice was so clear that I could seem to tell where it was coming from, in front of me to the left! I raised my head and looked in the direction of the sound I felt, I don't know if it was a coincidence, Brother Onion also happened to be walking in that direction.

No way!

Suddenly, Brother Onion shouted, his whole body also leaned suddenly, and one leg fell into the ice hole, and I hurriedly ran to him.

Brother Onion was so big that it was difficult for him to control the balance of his body with one leg, and he only lasted less than 1 second, and his whole body fell into the ice cave with a pop. But he quickly pounced, and then grabbed the ice and tried to climb up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up on his own.

I'll be right over! I shouted and ran that way, but the thin layer of snow on the ice made it impossible for me to raise my speed, and when I ran towards Brother Onion at a high speed, I also found that Brother Onion had a slender arm on his shoulder that was frozen blue, and a pair of hands tightly grasped the clothes on Brother Onion's chest, as if to climb up through him.

Brother Onion! Chant the mantra, there is a ghost on your back! I hurriedly shouted.

Brother Nian shouted loudly, but soon his body sank again, and he choked on a mouthful of water.

As soon as I saw this situation, I quickly took out a piece of rune paper, and quickly opened the light with the Eight Yang Spell, and when I was about to run to the ice cave, I quickly half-lay on the ice, increasing the contact area between my body and the ice surface to reduce the pressure, and then slowly approached Brother Onion, and patted the rune paper in my hand on his shoulder.

Yes!

A shrill shout rang out, and then Brother Onion stood up from the ice hole with a snort, and the water was probably no more than his navel.

It's a strange situation!

As Brother Onion said before, the deepest water under this bridge is up to a person's chest, and it can't drown people at all, and it is true in reality, but when Brother Onion was splashing in the water just now, it seemed to have fallen into a deeper place.

Obviously, this qiē is related to the ghost behind Brother Onion just now!

But now was not the time to study this, so I quickly continued to lean over half-lying, and then dragged Brother Onion out of the ice hole.

As soon as he came up, Brother Onion immediately scolded: Damn! Which grandson drilled holes in the ice and fished!

I guess it's not fishing, it's throwing corpses! I replied sternly.

Let's talk about whether to throw the body or not, I'm about to freeze to death, so go back to the car first. Brother Onion hugged his shoulders and ran to the steps by the bridge while trembling. When he got to the car, he first took off his wet clothes, then went into the car and took a blanket to wrap his whole body, and then started the car again, and turned the heater to the maximum I don't know why he prepared a blanket in the car, but this thing really used it.

I asked him in the car: With your connections, can you call the police to dig up the corpses in the ice caves?

It should be no problem, I have a good relationship with several leaders of the city bureau. But you have to make sure there's a corpse down there, or my reputation will be ruined. Brother Onion replied tremblingly.

Well, then I'll go back and take a look, you warm up in there first.

With that, I turned around and went down the steps, and returned to the ice hole that Brother Onion had just fallen into.

When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I went to the river to play, and accidentally fell into an ice cave, and I almost drowned at that time. Because of this, I still can't swim, and I have a shadow on the ice.

I didn't dare to get too close, so I stood 5 or 6 meters away from the hole, and then asked in a low voice: Who was down there just now, I can hear you talking and answer me.

I didn't hear an immediate response this time, which may have something to do with the ghost charm I just used on her.

I didn't rush and waited on the ice for a few minutes. After a while, the sound of the bubbles reappeared, and then the woman's voice came again, this time not only dark and cold, but also screaming in horror and despair.

I can help you, but you have to tell me where you are, you have to give me a place. I hurriedly reassured.

Her screaming immediately stopped, and then a woman slowly emerged from the ice hole, wearing only a white dress, her hair was scattered and her face could not be seen, only one eye and half of her pale lips were peeking through the gap in her hair.

Are you down here? I asked, pointing to the ice cave.

She shook her head stiffly.

Where's that?

She still didn't speak, just turned her head in the direction of the lower reaches of the river.

You mean you're thrown into this ice hole, and your body floats down the river, right? I confirmed.

She turned to look at me, but didn't give any response.

Then I'll take you as a default. Can you show me where your body has gone? It's better to be specific.

She shook her head stiffly again, and then she raised her arm and beckoned to me, apparently motioning for me to come over.

I'm not afraid of her, but I'm afraid of the ice hole she's in. I closed my eyes and took three deep breaths in a row to give myself courage, and silently comforted myself in my heart and said: This water is not deep, you can't drown people, at most it's just a blanket wrapped in a flower monk in the car, it doesn't matter if you are embarrassed, it doesn't matter if you don't die.

If you don't die, there's nothing to be afraid of!

After some mental suggestion, I began to walk towards the woman, but my steps were still slow and careful.

Just as I was still a meter away from the woman, the woman suddenly jumped out of the icy water and threw herself at me with her arms outstretched, as if she was about to drag me into the water!

I instinctively reached for the rune paper in my arms, and lifted my foot to kick her back, but I stopped halfway through. I saw the eye peeking out of the gap in her hair, her eyes were full of fear, she wasn't attacking me, she was just asking me for help.

My foot didn't kick out in the end, and my hand let go of the paper note I had been holding.

A pair of cold hands grabbed my shoulders, and the biting chill instantly spread all over my body, and I violently stirred, and my eyes blinked uncontrollably, and at the moment I blinked, everything around me changed dramatically.

I didn't stand on the ice under the bridge, but I went back to the city, with the tall buildings behind me, the wide streets in front of me, it seemed to be midnight, and the tall white tiger stood side by side with me, which was so strange that I thought it was probably called channeling.

A car horn caught my eye, and a taxi slowed down against the side of the road, and the driver lowered the window and smiled at me and asked, "Do you want to get in the car?"

I didn't answer because I knew he wasn't asking.

Sure enough, a woman popped out of nowhere, and it felt like she had come out of my body. She is tall, stylish and sexy, but she walks a little shaky and looks like she is drunk. She sat in the back seat of the car, then vaguely said a location, and the car pulled off the side of the road.

The white tiger touched me lightly, and then let out a low cry towards the tail of the distant car, just as I usually can convey my intentions with just my thoughts, and this time I clearly perceived what it wanted to do. I rolled over and rode on the back of the white tiger, which carried me up and down the highway at a fast pace, and soon caught up with the taxi.