"Dead...... Dead man!"

For children, if they already understand the horror of life and death, then what is happening in front of them is enough to make them tremble.

The white clothes of the floating corpse slowly swayed, and the clothes were extremely thin in the winter, and their hair spread out and swaggered in the water, with their teeth and claws, as if they wanted to swallow the two cowering children.

The surging waves seemed to be getting more and more turbulent, and the Weishui water became deeper and quieter, and in their eyes, the white-clothed figure in the water seemed to have become the culprit of the elders who held candles at night and gossiped evil stories.

The dog's body trembled, both legs were a little paralyzed, and he could only lean on his side on Zhang San, who was half a head shorter than him.

Although Zhang San was relatively calm, he was also frightened - no matter what, he was just a child, and he was a mortal, no matter how rational he was, he was easy to be helium by these things.

However, he was still trying to calm down, but his immature voice trembled a little-

"Brother Gouzi, let's be here, don't get close, if there is nothing abnormal, hurry up and invite the elders in the village to ......"

The little boy stared carefully at the Su Jin floating corpse, silently thinking in his heart.

"Uncle Crane told us that the corpse soaked in the water was...... The limbs were swollen and white, but the man looked very normal. More than normal......

Such a big wind and waves, although I saw him rise and fall with it, but I never saw him swept into the water......"

Zhang San furrowed his brows, and was about to pull his sleeves to let the dog, who was already too timid, to call the elders, take a good look and then decide whether to salvage or not, but saw that the person in the water seemed to be struggling a little, and wanted to turn his body over......

"Brother Dog, still alive! He's still alive!"

The honest young man saw that the person was indeed moving, and his heart was as eager as Zhang San.

Zhang San caught a glimpse of the man's face from a distance across the riverbank—

"There is still blood and popularity, I am guarding here! You quickly call your uncle and them to save people!!"

The dog has long lost its backbone, and when he heard this, he had already jumped fast, and there was no smoke when he slipped away, leaving his friend's spirit behind......

After the dog left, Zhang San shouted to the man-

"Official, don't be anxious yet! If you don't know how to move in the water, it will be easier to choke!

Also, don't move your hands and feet, this water is mixed with ice ballast, if you struggle too much, I'm afraid you will stiffen your hands and feet, then you can't save it!"

Zhang San's immature voice resounded on both sides of the Weishui, clear and penetrating.

Although the boy did not yet understand the preciousness of life, he instinctively understood that death was something he feared deeply.

For some reason, he wanted to be close to that person when he looked at his face, and even naturally gave birth to a sense of trust.

He stepped straight onto the sealed river, trying to get closer, but he couldn't even bother with the raging waves on the side—the river had already soaked his cloth shoes to the bone.

He still shouted—

"Officials and hold on!"

Perhaps the shouting had some effect, but the man in the river did have some reaction.

But under Zhang San's surprised gaze, the Su Jin Gongzi who was drifting with the tide in the vast soup and Weishui easily turned over, but his spirit seemed extremely depressed, causing his movements to appear weak and casual.

"You, you...... You ......"

Zhang San pointed to the young man with Zhu Chi printed on his eyebrows, as handsome as an immortal, and he couldn't find a second copy in the whole world, and asked in disbelief-

"Are you a god?"

The "floating corpse" in the water did not answer, his eyes were full of despair and numbness, he silently glanced at the little boy, and looked at it for a long time, but without any meaningful expression, he stood sideways again.

Zhang San didn't understand a little - this person was dressed in good plain brocade materials, looked wealthy, and at the same time had a first-class appearance and an extraordinary temperament, what was the obstacle that could make him rise and fall at will in this Weishui, and reveal such an uncomfortable dead eyes?

The little doll is the most sensitive, and Zhang San even feels that in the eyes of this unknown handsome official, what he sees is a deep color that he has never seen before, and it does not belong to a living and hot person

——He had seen a similar look in the eyes of the grandfather of a family at the entrance of the village, the old man had been bedridden for more than ten years, and he had to be taken care of day and night, and this year was in the midst of a famine.

Before the old man left, his eyes were no different from those of this Sujin official.

From this point of view, this person is indeed dead, and even if he does not sink, he should be called a floating corpse.

However, Zhang San's young heart was inexplicably filled with sympathy and sorrow, and he tried his best to stretch out his little hand, trying to pull this person ashore-

Zhang San was on the bank of the sealed river, and the person was in the heart of the river, and the two were naturally far apart. But Zhang San knew that since this Sujin official could rise and fall in the river at will, he could naturally come up on his own.

This person may just lack a reason to come up.

Zhang San stretched out his little hand from the linen cloth with great difficulty, in the biting cold wind of winter, this little palm was soon frozen bloodless, his hand was stiff, his round little face was snotty, and he didn't see the person move, just opened the eyes like clay sculptures, looking at it blankly, like a living dead who did not seep into people.

"Boom ......"

The wind became more and more urgent, and there was a wave coming, but the man still did not drown, but Zhang San was in danger.

He looked back at the unstable ice, and if it weren't for the fact that he was light-skinned, he would have fallen into the river by now.

Another big wave hit, causing the ice to shake.

At this moment, the little boy thought a lot, he thought of his mother, who was feeling cold, he thought of the many lonely and widowed old people in the village who had to take care of him, and he thought of his playmates......

So he finally stared at the man in the water, and after all, fear was greater than sympathy, and he ran to the shore dissatisfied.

At this moment, there were already some slight cracks on the light ice surface, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment-Zhang San ran in a hurry......

"Click!!

The ice collapsed at the foothold, and he stepped on the air, seeing that the cold river was about to submerge him, although he knew water, but how could a child survive in such a storm?!

But the cold that pierced the bone marrow in Zhang San's imagination did not appear, but it was moist with a little warmth-

The little boy was picked up by a man in white who was soaked with clothes and his hair was scattered......

"It's smart, but in the end I understand the trade-offs and return to some sanity, but it's too careless and too imprudent. ”

The man leaned over to look at Zhang San, his tone was numb, and his gaze was still so dead and silent.