If, when the river is calm, my experience is enough to make it fly like an arrow, at that moment, I don't have much panic in my heart, because when I want to find the only person I can rely on, everything else is secondary. I rowed the boat as I quickly approached the empty uncontrolled boat, and in seven or eight minutes, I was getting closer and closer to it.

The weather was cloudy, but the thin layer of fog on the river was about to dissipate, and the view was clearer. I saw that the side of the empty ship was covered with rusty dirt, the hull was full of holes, and the big bell hanging on the ship was something I don't know what year or month it was, and it was also rusty. I approached with all my might, but when I was still a dozen feet away from the empty boat, it suddenly moved, and quickly retreated in the opposite direction to me.

The stone coffin was originally floating next to the empty ship, but as soon as the empty boat moved, the coffin slowly sank into the water. The coffin sank into the water, and I couldn't see it at all, and the only thing I could do now was to catch up with the empty ship with all my might. I tried all my strength to get close to it. This is a big taboo for boaters, if it is not a special situation, it is very taboo to sail this way, which will make the physical strength overdrawn, in case of what happens next, it is difficult to face it calmly, but it is really not so much at that time.

The empty ship was faster than I could have imagined, as fast as an invisible rope pulling it. After chasing for more than ten minutes, the empty boat went farther and farther, and I watched in frustration as it gradually disappeared from view.

But I was not reconciled, and looked down and carefully identified the surroundings, identifying every churning wave, trying to see if there was any trace of the stone coffin. However, with such a wide river and so deep water, the possibility of finding a stone coffin if it does not come to the surface is very slim. I floated endlessly on the surface of the river for at least more than an hour, knowing that I would not be able to find it.

This didn't make me give up looking, but the whole village was on the riverbank, so I turned around and went back to where I had been launched. As the boat docked, my heart sank completely, and the river bank was empty, and the people in the village were gone, leaving only the seventh grandmother with a cloak, still standing upright by the river.

I docked the boat and ran towards her, the seventh grandmother was completely stupid, although her facial expression did not look as stiff as before, but her eyes were still dull, she looked at the empty riverbank, and muttered indistinctly: "It's all filled in the river, it's all filled in the river"

"Seventh Grandma" The loss in my heart suddenly reached the extreme, although the people in the village are not related to me, but they have been guarded since childhood, grandpa is gone, the villagers are gone, I don't know what evil I have committed.

I gently held her and wanted to send her home first. Grandma Seven was like a puppet, she didn't react, she kept saying that sentence anyway. After listening to it for a long time, my heart became more and more bitter. I helped her out of the river beach and walked along the way back to the village, but when I was about to reach the entrance of the village, the seventh grandmother refused to go any further.

"Seventh Grandma, go home." I shook my head, the huge village, in the blink of an eye, there were only two of us left.

"I'm not going back." The seventh grandmother turned her head to look at me, and I found that her gaze seemed to be normal, vicissitudes, and a little profound: "The village can't enter anymore." "

I knew that Grandma Seventh had a daughter who was married more than 180 miles away from here, and I understood her feelings, and I thought at that time that she might want to live with her daughter for a while, so I asked her if she had such a plan, and if so, I would send her by boat.

As soon as the ship was mentioned, Grandma Seven's thin body shook, this kind of elderly person is sometimes very stubborn, and I can't persuade it.

"Mizuya." The seventh grandmother sat next to a melon field planted by the villagers, she seemed to have something to say, but she may have concerns, and hesitated back and forth for a long time: "I watched you grow up, I know that you are a good baby, our village is ruined, you go, go far." "

"I'll go find my grandfather." I can't say the sadness in my heart, anyway, it's sour to death, and I want to shed tears when I talk about it.

"Don't look for him!" Grandma Seven's tone suddenly became much more poignant, grabbed my hand, and said, "You can't find it!" Don't look for it either! "

"Huh?" I was caught by her and hurt, but I didn't dare to break free, and the seventh grandmother looked very scary.

"When your grandfather was here, I wouldn't say these words, I originally planned to rot to the stomach." Grandma Seventh may also realize that she was scared of me, so she softened her tone and asked me to sit next to her, saying, "Now, everything that should be left is gone, and there is nothing to hide." "

"Seventh Grandma, what do you want to say?"

The seventh grandmother still looked worried, and after I asked several times, she reopened her mouth and said: "People in the neighborhood used to say that Chen Liujin of Xiaopanhe was the reincarnation of carp essence, do you know this?" "

"Yes." I nodded, my father's water nature has nothing to say, he plunged into the river, he could not breathe for a long time, and the people who walked the boats in those nearby places admired this very much.

"Then you know no." Seventh Grandma lowered her voice and said, "I think your grandfather and him are not human." "

"What?!" I was stunned for a moment, Grandma Seven is different from other people who have been goddesses, she never talks nonsense to scare people, this word immediately made me stunned and looked at her in surprise.

If she hadn't said that, probably I wouldn't have thought much about it. The villagers in a village are all hard-working people, and whoever has something to do will help each other, and the relationship between neighbors is very good. But now that I think about it, Grandma Seven never came to my house, and she usually avoided my grandfather when she saw her.

"Do you know how your grandma died?" Grandma Seven didn't answer me, and then another sentence came out.

I shook my head woodenly, my grandmother died early, my grandmother passed away when my father was still ignorant, and my grandfather has not mentioned these things to me for so many years.

"Then I'll tell you." The seventh grandmother said: "After listening, you will understand." "

What Grandma Qi said happened a long time ago, when my grandfather was still young and had just moved to Xiaopanhe. Seventh grandma said that at that time, my grandmother had just given birth to my father, there was no one outside the house, and many miscellaneous things were helped by neighbors, so the seventh grandmother and my grandmother were very familiar, and the country women gossiped a lot, and they could talk about the family together for three days and three nights, but my grandma was the kind of person who didn't like to talk very much, and what the seventh grandmother said, she hugged my father and listened silently next to her.

When my father was about half a year old, something strange happened in the waterway more than ten miles south of the Xiaopan River. On the surface of the river with a radius of about ten zhang, the turbid river water suddenly became much clearer, and the two boaters first discovered this place, and they saw that there seemed to be a lot of shadows swimming around under the water surface, and those shadows were definitely not fish, and then looked into the depths, and felt that something seemed to be flashing in the deep water. There were a lot of dirty things in the Yellow River, and the two boaters didn't dare to go into the water to see it, but when they came back, they told others about it, and they went to the village to inquire a few people.

No one dared to go into the water, they all stayed on the shore, and after a while, the surface of the river began to tumble like a large pot of boiling water, and then there were fish floating on the surface with white bellies, all big fish.

Later, my grandfather went, watched the shore for a while, and then undressed and prepared to go into the water to see. The people next to him stopped me, but my grandfather didn't listen to the persuasion and plunged into the water. The people in the village knew that he was good at water, but the situation at that time was too strange, so they all sweated.

A few minutes after my grandfather went into the water, he showed his head and changed his breath, and the people on the shore asked him what was going on down there, and he didn't answer. But when he got into the water again, the tumbling water began to subside, and the shadows on the surface of the water twisted into a mess, and then the river became cloudy, and nothing could be seen again.

This time, after waiting for at least twenty minutes, Grandpa still didn't show his head, and the people on the shore panicked and wanted to catch people, but they didn't even see a shadow, and there was nowhere to start. At first, they had a glimmer of hope that my grandfather was so good that he might be able to come out, but after an hour, they decided that he must have died underwater.

That's a very strange thing, generally speaking, people who drown in the river will float up soon after, so there is a saying that floating corpses have been said since ancient times, but the people on the shore waited for four or five hours, but there was no corpse. There was really no way to do it, someone ran back to the village to report the news, and my grandmother panicked, left my father to the neighbor to take care of, stumbled and ran towards the river. At that time, it was the seventh grandmother who accompanied her.

In those years, it was definitely a matter of luck to retrieve the corpse, because I didn't know if the corpse would be washed downstream along the dark vortex under the river, and my grandfather never appeared anyway. My grandmother sat on the shore and cried, and the seventh grandmother was also a widow, and she knew how miserable it would be if a family was without a man, so she also shed tears with her. They kept watch from mid-afternoon until dark, and the people on the shore advised my grandmother that she should not cry now, and that she would go back and stay until tomorrow, when someone from the village would go downstream to look for her.

My grandmother may be the kind of woman who doesn't speak but is very stubborn, and it is useless to persuade anyone, so she will not get up when she sits on the shore. To tell the truth, the seventh grandmother is very good, and the others can't stand it, so they all go home, leaving her alone to sit on the shore with her grandmother. The two women had never walked across the boat, and it was useless to stay on the shore, the only thing they could do was wait.

It was almost late at night, and my grandmother stopped crying, stared blankly at the river, and didn't say a word. Grandma Seven would often say a few words of comfort, and when the moon rose overhead, my grandmother wiped her eyes, stood up and thanked Grandma Seven, and then said that she wanted to go back. Because my father was still young at that time, my grandmother couldn't rest assured, my father had an accident, and I must not let my father have any mistakes.

As soon as the two of them turned around and were about to leave, the originally calm water suddenly made a splash, and immediately after, my grandfather surfaced.

"Shuiya, you know no." The seventh grandmother shivered as she spoke, and said, "I can see it clearly, and what comes out of the river is your father's corpse." "