Li Bikang stumbled home, he didn't even know how he had spent the past few days, why he appeared by the river, and he didn't know who the person who talked to him was?

But when he got home, he fell into a deep sleep, and there were no nightmares this night, only a rare quiet.

But for Zhao Qi, the matter was not over, he stood by the river, frowning, looking at the calm river.

A water ghost is actually a person who has drowned in a river.

But normally, even if a person drowns in a river, he will not become a water ghost who wants his life unless he has a special chance.

So there must be a problem in this, but what puzzled Zhao Qi was that he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of yin qi here.

After letting Li Bikang go home, Chen Xue gave an order to an agent to bring the village chief according to what Zhao Qi said.

A moment later, the village chief rushed over, and from the hazy sleepy eyes, it was clear that he had just been dragged off the bed.

"Leader, it's so late, you haven't rested yet?"

The village chief didn't dare to slack off in front of Zhao Qi, after all, in the impression of the village chief, Zhao Qi must be a big official with hands and eyes, otherwise he would not have come with such a big battle.

"Village chief, tomorrow morning I will fish for corpses in this river, I need to make a bamboo raft, or do you have any ready-made ones in your village."

"Scooping up corpses? Whose corpse was fished out, and someone died? ”

When the village chief heard this, he was immediately frightened, and the remaining sleepiness was immediately left behind.

"Li Bikang's body of his son Li Da is still in this river, and he has to be fished up."

"Huh?"

The village chief scratched his head suspiciously and pointed in the direction of the back mountain:

"Isn't his son already buried?"

"That's not his son, in addition to Li Da, there should be people drowning in the river here, have you found the body?"

Hearing this, the village chief was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning, and the memories that were sealed in his heart also appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

Things are indeed as Zhao Qi said, three months ago, a person drowned in this river.

This person is a widow in the village, she has always lived on her own, and the people in the village are also helping to take care of her.

But that day the widow was washing clothes by the river, and accidentally fell into the river, and drowned because she did not know the nature of the water.

After learning of the incident, the village chief immediately reported to the official and also found the salvage bureau, but after a week of salvage, he couldn't find where the body was.

After Ti Xingsi's investigation, it was basically determined that the incident was an accident, and because the body could not be found for a long time, it had to be closed in the end.

Since she was a widow, there was no one to take care of her funeral, and as time went on, people gradually forgot about it.

But now that Zhao Qi mentioned it again, the village chief was naturally shocked, could it be that there was a connection between these two things?

After listening to the village chief's 1510 explanation, Zhao Qi nodded:

"That's right, the body you fished up was the widow's. Li Da's body is still in this river, and he is about to turn into a water ghost. ”

"It can't be!"

The village chief suddenly waved his hand:

"Many people were present at the time, and the one we salvaged was a young man, although he was already swollen and couldn't see his face clearly, but the clothes and body shape on his body, Li Bikang recognized it as his son at a glance.

If nothing else, whether it's a man or a woman, can't we still recognize it? ”

"Then dig up the grave, and you can take a good look at it......"

Zhao Qi's words were cold, but with unquestionable firmness.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he found that Zhao Qi had already walked towards the back mountain with several agents from the State Secret, and soon disappeared into the thick night.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, the village chief could only quickly call a few young people in the village and bring these tools to the back mountain to gather.

When these descendants heard that they were going to dig graves in the middle of the night, they were immediately frightened one by one, after all, the trouble of Lao Li's family in the past two days had spread throughout the village, and everyone felt that this matter was evil, and no one wanted to get involved.

Just when a few people hesitated, Zhang Lingyuan took the shovel from the hand of the junior next to him without saying a word, and then dared to be the first for everyone and took the lead in going down with a shovel.

Several agents followed, and within a few moments, the grave was dug open, revealing the coffin that had just been buried.

The heavy coffin was moved up by several people, Zhao Qi looked up at the moonlight, and then called the villagers to bring umbrellas from each house and hit the top of the coffin, and then ordered the coffin to be opened.

The professors looked at this picture and sat up straight in curiosity.

Some people disputed this, wondering why the coffin was still under an umbrella.

An old professor who had not spoken all this time said coldly:

"It has been mentioned in many folklores that a corpse with resentment is likely to transform when it sees the moonlight. After the corpse is transformed, it will become a zombie......"

"There doesn't seem to be any scientific basis for this, does it?"

Another younger professor offered his opinion, but the professor sitting next to him sighed deeply:

"From just now to now, what are the things we have seen that have a scientific basis?"

"Yes, folk culture has been passed down for thousands of years, and the explosion of science has only been a hundred years, and we have to admit this fact......"

It is clear that the views of many of the professors present have quietly changed.

The strange picture in front of me, which is comparable to a movie, is indeed the real situation in the mountain village of the north of the county at this moment.

The professors all had strange faces and complicated expressions.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the coffin was pried open a gap, and then Zhang Lingyuan and several people worked together to push the lid of the coffin open, and a puff of wet rot gas came to his face.

The village chief and the descendants have been standing far away, and they dare not approach.

Zhao Qi glanced into the coffin, then looked back at the village chief and said:

"Come on, take a closer look, is this a man or a woman?"

The village chief trembled forward, looked at his neck and looked in, and then sat down on the ground with a 'mom'.

In the coffin lay a badly decomposed female corpse, completely different from the male corpse they remembered.

Zhao Qi waved his hand, and the agents forcibly endured the pungent smell and closed the coffin again.

"You were blindsided by a ghost before, thinking that it was Li Da who was buried, but in fact, Li Da's body is still in the river.

Is there any place in your village that resembles Yizhuang where this coffin cannot be buried?

After Li Da's body is fished up, dig a grave for this woman and bury the two at the same time, which can be regarded as a complete conclusion. ”

The village chief wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up tremblingly, and couldn't speak:

"There is a long-abandoned Yizhuang, about 5 kilometers away from our village, and you can send this coffin first."

While talking, the village chief commanded several juniors, who drove a farm tractor from the village, moved the coffin to the tractor, and sent it to Yizhuang, 5 kilometers away.

Until all this was done, the village chief still did not come to his senses, and he stood tremblingly holding on to the tree, as if he would fall to the ground again as soon as he let go.

"Okay, there's nothing to be afraid of, hurry up and prepare according to what I said, and start fishing for corpses as soon as dawn."

Hearing what Zhao Qi said, Chen Xue, who was standing beside him, was a little puzzled:

"Bureau Zhao, can't you just call the people from the Salvage Bureau to come over, why bother with it?"

"No......"

Zhao Qi shook his head.

"Judging from that feng shui map, this river passes through the dragon veins, forming a momentum of slaying the dragon, and it has become a dilemma in feng shui.

In other words, this river is the heart of the whole dilemma.

It is impossible to find the body by ordinary salvage methods, otherwise the previous woman would not have drowned.

At present, we can only use the ancient method of scooping up corpses to find incense and fix corpses! ”

After a while, the village chief finally realized that this was unusual, and before dawn, he called many villagers to a meeting of the village committee.

Everyone was in disbelief when they learned that the person who had been salvaged from the river was actually a widow who had drowned three months earlier.

But at the urging of the village chief, they still carried the axe up the mountain.

This generation does not grow bamboo, so it has to settle for the next best thing, cutting down some wood to make rafts.

The so-called strength of the number of people, as soon as the sky dawned, a raft had been made by the villagers and dragged to the river.

At this time, many villagers heard the wind and ran over curiously, wanting to see the excitement.

But the agents quickly formed a line of defense and kept the villagers outside, so that they could only watch Zhao Qi and the others standing by the river from a distance.

"You guys are waiting for me on the shore, and I will bring Li Da's body back......"

Zhao Qi walked towards the raft as he spoke.

Since this raft can only accommodate one person, although Chen Xue is a little worried, he can only do what Zhao Qi said.

Accompanied by the early sun, Zhao Qi lit a dozen pieces of yellow paper, and then took the yellow paper and bowed to the four directions.

This is the ritual of sacrificing to the sky before the corpse is fished out, and this line is quite exquisite.

In ancient times, there was no salvage bureau, and there was no advanced technology, so the sufferer of the drowned could only seek the help of the corpse salvage.

The corpse collector will take a small bamboo raft in the turbulent river to find the corpse in a unique way and bring it back to the bitter master.

Each time is a life of death, so it has also formed several taboos in the industry.

The most well-known is that there are three no-fishing: corpses standing upright in the water are not fished; Don't fish when it's raining: and don't fish for bodies that have failed to recover three times.

This industry has followed the rules of the industry for generations, because the slightest offense can be life-threatening.

However, with the development of the times, science and technology have replaced a lot of labor, and the profession of corpse collectors has disappeared, until today, in the hands of Zhao Qi, the ancient method of corpse extraction will be reproduced.

In the conference room, some experts and professors who had done academic research on corpse diggers became emotional.

An expert pointed to Zhao Qi on the screen and said in a hurried tone:

"This should be a ritual to worship the heavens before the corpse is fished out, and it is said that it is necessary to worship the Quartet in order to get heavenly help.

A raft with a bamboo pole sailing through the ocean is the best portrayal of the corpse collectors in that era.

But I've only read the written record of this ancient method, and I didn't expect to see anyone practicing it. ”

"Look, let's go!"

The professors stood up one after another, leaned closer to the screen, and watched the scene intently.

These people regard academics as their own lives, and it is a great surprise for them to see the vivid behavior behind those one-sided words at this time.

I saw Zhao Qi walk on the raft after worshipping the Quartet, and finally climbed the bamboo pole in his right hand, and pushed it hard, and the bamboo raft floated on the river.

It is worth noting that Zhao Qi placed an incense burner at the front end of the raft, and the incense burner was lit all the time.

Looking at the direction of the incense, Zhao Qi would control the raft to rotate and follow the direction of the incense.

"This pillar of incense is called the guide incense, and it is also the method of the corpse digger to find the way in the ocean.

I've been studying for a long time, and I don't know what the mystery is, let alone what the principle is.

But it seems that the corpse digger can follow the guide to find the location where the corpse is to be salvaged.

It's amazing, I didn't expect it to be true! ”

The professors were all in high spirits, staring intently at the screen in front of them, for fear that they would miss even a second of the picture.

Zhao Qi gradually came to the middle of the river, but at this moment, the pillar of incense that was originally burning suddenly broke at the waist.

At the moment when Zhao Qi frowned, several professors' eyes also widened.

A professor hurriedly made a phone call and said in a hurried tone on the phone:

"Xiao Liu, it's me, don't ask anything else, hurry up and send me my research paper on the corpse digger, immediately!"

After receiving this document, the professor hurriedly opened it and searched for it.

After a moment, he looked up with a strange expression:

"Incense has always been considered a bad omen among the people......"

Just as the professor's voice fell, a strong wind began to blow on the river.

A dark cloud from nowhere obscured the sun, and the previously calm surface of the river began to surge.

Zhao Qiwei frowned, standing on top of this rickety raft, he would face the possibility of being overturned at any time.

But Zhao Qi didn't panic too much, but quickly grabbed a handful of incense ashes from the incense burner and held it in his hand.

Then he controlled the strength of his fist, so that the incense ash was scattered little by little, and gradually formed a rather complex pattern on the raft.

"What is this?"

The professors were puzzled by this, but the old Taoist leader of the Taoist Association, who had not spoken out, recognized it at a glance.

"This is the Dao Talisman! But I've never seen anything like this, so I don't know what it means......"

Strange to say, in the strong wind, the incense ash seemed to stick to the raft, and it could not be blown away at all.

The technique used by Zhao Qi is called sand into words, the origin is so ancient that it cannot be traced, but later it was also borrowed by people who ran the rivers and lakes, and used white sand to write on the ground, with a minor tune, to earn some shouting.

At the moment when this Dao talisman was formed, the raft seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and it actually stabilized in the big waves!

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