I fluttered a few times to the edge of the head.

I looked at him in a daze.

I looked at this familiar face, and the muscles on my head were swollen, and it hurt to jump and jump.

I stiffened my hand and put my head in my arms, then turned to look for the body.

I also saw the corpse floating not far away, and although the corpse had no head, it was still facing up.

I tried my best to hold back the sourness in my eyes and swam over.

The moment I touched the corpse, the coldness of the corpse reached me.

I couldn't help but shudder, and the words I said were full of hardship.

"Daddy... I·· Take you home. ”

I hugged my father's head, pulled his corpse, and swam to the shore.

When I was about to go up, the people watching the excitement on the shore stopped me.

"You can't get your dad up."

My eyes were red, and I looked up at the village chief who was speaking, and the words almost squeezed out between my teeth.

"Why?"

The village chief looked at the head in my arms in horror and looked away.

"The person who died in the river in vain can only be taken away by the corpse collector, and if you take it away rashly, if he becomes a murderous spirit, who will bear the responsibility."

How could I listen to this, and I was determined to take my father's body back, but the village chief wouldn't let me take a step, and I was not their opponent at all with my head.

I looked at my father's head, which was thrown in the middle of the river with his backhand, his eyes were red, and he struggled violently.

"You let go of me, let go of me, I want my father, I want my father."

My heart-rending cries were not answered, my father's body was thrown into the river, and the villagers used poles to move the bucket away.

I watched the bodies and heads sink to the bottom, and I hated, hated the viciousness of these people, hated my own incompetence.

With a fierce force, I opened my mouth like a mad dog, tearing at the arm next to me.

I was greeted only by punch after punch.

I don't know how long I endured it, but at the last moment of my coma, I saw a black shadow floating on the water.

He grinned sarcastically at me.

······

I was awakened by the cold, and the cold rain fell on my face, washing me mercilessly.

It was pitch black in the eye, and it was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe.

"You're awake."

A cold voice sounded, and I didn't have to guess who it was.

The person who came is Wang Yinpo's granddaughter, Wang Xiaoli, my father did this, it is inevitable to encounter a corpse and two lives, her family is responsible for receiving the yin fetus, Wang Yinpo is my father's old partner for many years, my father has an accident, she can come, normal.

"You've come to see my jokes."

When the woman heard my words, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her palm-sized face was lightly emotional, obviously dissatisfied with my words, but she didn't care.

"People cannot be resurrected from death, mourn."

I smiled miserably, yes! I don't have a father anymore, and I'll be alone in the future, but I don't have the ability to bring my father back.

I'm incompetent.

"Let's go!"

I struggled to get up with my aching body, walked to the dock, and looked at the ups and downs of the river, a tear running down my face, adding a touch of dark color to my already soaked clothes.

"My grandmother went to find the corpse collector and came soon."

My eyes lit up, and I turned my head quickly, my tone full of eagerness.

"Really."

Wang Xiaoli nodded and looked at me deeply.

A glimmer of hope rose in my heart.

As the night grew deeper and deeper, a gust of wind blew, carrying with it the smell of water on the river, and I began to worry in my heart.

I'm afraid that if I wait too long, my father's body will be washed away by the water and will never be found again.

"Click... Click. ”

I heard a voice, and turned back quickly, and at the end of the night, a long thing, slowly moving towards us, I opened my eyes and tried to look, and an old voice came.

"Boy, don't come to help yet!"

Before I could react, the people around me rushed over quickly, shouting at them.

"Milk, you're here."

Hearing Wang Xiaoli's words, I knew that it was Wang Shenpo and they were here.

I walked a few quick steps, and saw the black thing clearly, they were carrying the boat on their shoulders, and up close I saw that the hull of the boat was pitch black, and the dark and simple atmosphere was coming.

This is a willow boat with the characteristics of a corpse digger.

"Condolences."

Mrs. Wang's eyelids were half pulled, her voice was hoarse, and she comforted me.

I nodded, and hurriedly raised my hand to help, but I was stopped by the Wang Shenpo halfway through my hand.

"You have a lot of yin qi on you, you can't get it."

I had to do just that, and obediently follow them.

The corpse collector is from the next village, everyone calls him Zhou Lao Wu, the man is tall, his bulging muscles almost tear his clothes, his cheeks are resolute, and he is full of yang, so he deserves to often deal with corpses.

"Uncle Friday, I'm sorry for you."

"You kid is polite, your father and I are also old acquaintances, it's not troublesome to say anything, but I didn't expect this old boy to leave earlier than me, and I wanted me to pick up his body."

My eyes instantly turned red, and I thought of my father's tragic situation and the scene I saw when I was unconscious.

I couldn't help but tell the princess all this.

Mrs. Wang didn't make up her mind, and the lines on her wrinkled face deepened a little.

"Wow"

The boat entered the water, stirring up a layer of splash, which fell on the back of the hand, and was icy.

"You tell me the specific location, I'll go fish."

Zhou Lao Wu put on his equipment, jumped on the boat, looked at me and said.

I looked at the calm surface of the lake, and my father's eyes were all in my mind.

"I'll go with you."

Uncle Friday didn't plan to let me go, but I insisted, and in the end I had to compromise.

The two stepped into the boat, and he carried the oars and headed for the middle of the river.

"Right here."

I watched the algae float and sink under the water, and my eyes turned red for once.

"You wait up there, I'll go down."

I nodded obediently.

Uncle Friday and Mencius plunged into the water and disappeared under the water in an instant.

I couldn't help but lean in to look.

Suddenly met a pair of black eyes, I was so frightened that I hurriedly took a few steps back, squatted on one ass and put them on.

It was horrible, with a human face and a face full of hair.

I knew it was a water monkey.

Many people died in this river, and some of the corpses that were too late to be picked up were eaten by the water monkeys as a delicious dinner.

I sat up sharply, scooped up the oars, and walked towards the spot where the water monkey had appeared.

My father's corpse has been in the water for so long, and the water monkey appears here, there are only two possibilities, my father's body was either eaten, or the water monkey just found out and came to grab the body.

I thought of this possibility, and the hand holding the oars secretly exerted force.

I'm not going to let these brutes hurt my dad in the slightest.

I walked over with hatred and looked down.

It's just that it pounced, and the water monkey just now has disappeared.

I secretly regretted in my heart that if I didn't keep the water monkey, would he go down to cut off his beard.

I was even more anxious, and I couldn't wait to jump down and get my dad up.

I looked hard into the water.

I didn't notice that something had climbed up the boat behind me.

A dark shadow gradually approached me, and the water droplets on the black shadow trickled down and merged into small puddles.

The puddles are illuminated by the moonlight, forming a clear mirror.

Shine on the maker of puddles.