My heart is cold, and I secretly say that it is bad! In fact, the ghost whip can't really kill the evil "thing" in the Yellow River, its function is to deter and intimidate, my lack of experience, holding this whip is much worse than my grandfather. Anyone who has sailed on the Yellow River knows that if you get entangled in the water, the chances of survival are almost zero.

At that time, I didn't yet understand what death meant, and I only had an instinctive sense of resistance. I tightened the whip with my hand, and pulled the floating corpse's neck tightly, kicking my legs violently, trying to get to the surface as best I could, but the floating corpse's hand was on my neck, and the force was so great that it almost snapped my neck alive.

A strong feeling of suffocation followed, and I struggled back and forth, forcing one hand to let go, reaching out and pulling out the harpoon from my waist, and thrust it into the face of the floating corpse, and one of the harpoon's spikes poked into the eye socket of the floating corpse. But before I could pull out the harpoon, I felt that my hand had been bitten heavily, and I couldn't shake it off no matter how hard I shook it, and finally I was almost bitten off a piece of meat before I broke free.

At that time, I felt that I would not be able to live, that I would definitely die. There are some floating corpses in the Yellow River that are poisonous, and the older generation has said that if they are bitten by the floating corpses in the river, they will die nine times for a lifetime, and in the end, the whole person will rot into a mess and die very miserably. I don't know if it's reliable or not, but after more than ten years, I have learned a little bit of culture and knowledge. The corpse in the river floated for not a day or two, sometimes looking at the corpse was just soaked and swollen, in fact, the internal organs had long been rotten, which may breed some strange microorganisms, bitten by the floating corpse, it is equivalent to bacterial infection, microorganisms will cause the wound to fester, and it is not easy to heal. In the early years, there was not even penicillin, and there was a good chance that people who were bitten would die.

I knew I wouldn't be able to escape it, but I didn't want to wait for death. The severe pain of the wound and the grief and indignation in my heart instantly turned into a force, my lung cavity was already suffocated and wanted to explode, but the body was filled with countless strength, I took the harpoon and stabbed it like a fatal stab, stabbed back and forth at least ten times, the face of the floating corpse was completely stabbed, but this could not let me get out, it stuck to my neck, not let go at all.

The strength in my body was used up, the suffocation made me gradually lose the ability to resist, I was still struggling, but the struggle was so weak, my brain was severely deprived of oxygen, and there were suddenly chaotic hallucinations of bells and whistles in front of my eyes. I still have a little remnant of consciousness, and I know that after this hallucination, I will quickly lose my reaction and die in this murky river.

As I thought, the illusion was like a pile of floating bubbles, which disappeared quickly, and a moment before I was about to lose consciousness, I saw in a trance that a shining light split the water waves and rushed towards me. But I didn't have a chance to distinguish the light again, and suddenly it went dark before my eyes, and I passed out.

When I woke up again, I subconsciously gasped for air, and my breathing was very smooth, and that feeling was a pleasure. I slowly opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was a bright moonlight overhead. The head was still heavy, as if it weighed more than a hundred pounds.

"You're awake."

I heard the sweet voice of the beautiful girl, and it seemed to add vitality to people, and I thought I might have looked a little embarrassed, so I rolled over and sat up.

Under the moonlight, the girl's appearance is more clear, she is delicate and sweet, like a blooming flower in winter, it is not as simple as beauty, her smile can make people feel hope. I vaguely remember that the mean man called her sweet.

"Master, he's awake." Yi Tian smiled at me and handed me a glass of hot water, except for dizziness, I didn't feel any discomfort. Obviously, someone rescued me in a crisis, I subconsciously touched my nostrils, the person who saved me is very experienced, the Yellow River is no better than other rivers, people who drown in the Yellow River, will swallow a large amount of river water with sediment, even if I am rescued ashore, these sediment may also block the respiratory tract, but my nostrils are clean, and the remaining sand has been cleaned away.

Moreover, the wounds on the hands were treated very carefully and carefully, and the bandages were regular.

In the moonlight, I saw that the mean man was still lying upright, and I guess he was even worse than me, and he didn't wake up until this time. Next to the man, there sat an old man in his fifties, and when he heard Yi Tian's shout, the old man turned to look at me.

At that moment, I felt as if I had been pierced by two lightning bolts, the old man's appearance was very ordinary, his face was finely wrinkled, but those eyes were like two knives, and he looked at him at it, and he felt uncomfortable.

He was sitting thinking about something, playing with my ghost whip in his hand. I couldn't help but want to ask him for it, and he couldn't leave the ghost whip 24 hours a day.

"Want this?" The old man raised his whip and said, "It's a good thing." "

I didn't need anyone to tell me that it was this old man who went into the water to save me, as well as the mean man, when I was almost dead from the floating corpses at the bottom of the river.

He walked up to me and handed me the whip. I don't know why, but when I faced this strange old man, I always had a fear in my heart.

"Young man, don't worry, your wound is already fine with medicine." The old man's eyes were very strong, but he spoke slowly and kindly, and he sat down across from me, smoking a cigarette, and said, "Where's the man?" "

"I" I paused, I never liked to lie in my life, but this old man gave me a feeling of wanting to escape and dodge, I quickly thought about it, and lied: "Naked ditch." "

"Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth." The old man smiled faintly: "A person dares to go on a boat in the middle of the night." "

I laughed a little and felt more and more uncomfortable, and when I turned my head to see that my boat was parked on the shore, I bowed my head and drank water, trying to find a reason to leave as soon as possible.

"How far is Chizigou from here?"

"About seventy miles."

"You grew up here? The family is all boat-walking? "

"Yes." I nodded, people who rarely lie, their faces turn red when they say it, but fortunately it is still night, and I don't think the old man will notice the slightest change in my expression.

"I'd like to ask you something." The old man extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, took out a small notebook from his body, opened it and handed it to me, and said, "Is there such a person near your house?" "

There was a photo in the small notebook, and in order to let me see it clearly, Yi Tian turned on the flashlight next to it. The light was bright, and the picture was incredibly clear.

When I saw this photo, despite my best efforts to control myself, I still felt my head go bigger, the cup in my hand shook slightly, and the hot water splashed on the surface of my feet.

The photographs appear to have been preserved for several years, but they are very well preserved. The photograph shows a man, probably in his forties, who appears to be a prisoner who has been captured, with heavy shackles on his hands and feet. The shackles were unbelievably thick, but the man's waist was still straight.

Even though it was a photo from a long time ago, and even though the person in the photo was only in his forties, I could recognize it at a glance, it was Grandpa, for sure!

I was a little confused, a little unbelievable, in my impression, my grandfather was a river boy who lived by the river, he guarded that fixed route for decades, and never left. But when was he caught? And why was he caught? Judging by my grandfather's age at the time, I should not have been born yet, and even if I did, I was very young, and it was impossible to know these past events.

I couldn't control my emotions very well, so when I saw this photo, I started to get stunned. Yi Tian gently nudged me next to him and said, "Do you recognize him?" "

"No," I came back to my senses, shook my head, and said, "I don't recognize it, I've never seen it." "

"Then forget it." The old man was not reluctant, nor did he ask, put the photo back away, and said, "It's so late, why are you taking the boat?" Catch fish? Fishing for parallel goods? "

"My sister got married, and when I went back to Menzi two days ago, I sent her back to her parents' house, and I was rushing home and met them." I pointed to the mean man who was still lying upright, raised my eyes to look at Yi Tian again, stood up and said, "I should go, it's too late to return, my father and mother will be in a hurry." "

I was in a hurry to leave, so I turned around and headed for my boat. Yi Tian may still want to stop me, but the old man stopped her, and said leisurely in the back: "Be careful when you go on the boat at night, these days are not very peaceful." "

I left without looking back, and my heart went up and down, who is this old man? How could he have a picture of his grandfather's early years? And from his tone, I could tell that he was also looking for my grandfather.

I drove away in the boat and drove out for more than ten miles in one breath before I re-docked and repaired the holes in the boat. I'm going to have to keep looking, and I can't give up on my decision because of some accident. Next, I searched for a few days in the area of hundreds of miles up and down this river, and it was good to say during the day, and it was over when I was busy, and every night, when I was alone in the boat, I would think of the vast banks of the Yellow River, and the only thing that could accommodate me was this boat. I don't have my grandfather, I don't have a home, and if I can't find him, I don't know where to go.

The search continued, and the scope became larger and larger, and I had always stayed in Xiaopanhe, hardly leaving the village, but this time I had to find out so far in one breath that I vaguely heard something from other people's mouths.

Maybe it's the same as the old man in his fifties said, these days, this section of the river is indeed not very peaceful, strange things happen frequently, several tons of iron boats sometimes overturn in the middle of the river, none of the people on the boat can come back alive, which makes those who usually walk the boat miserable, guarding the river but dare not go down.

This morning, I drove the boat to the north, and at a place more than ten miles away from Sandao Bay, I suddenly saw a group of people gathered by the river. They didn't know where to get a big ship, and there was a big, old winch on the deck, probably trying to get something out of the water.