Chapter 0047 The Dying Man
It's so unlucky that the situation changes just after arriving!
An ominous premonition came to my mind, and the dark cloud seemed to hang over me like a shadow.
Without the sunshine, the emerald green river water turned dark gray. The surrounding mountains separated the reservoir from the outside world. The dense trees were dark and silent, and the environment suddenly became gloomy.
The group of men and women on the picnic were still laughing and joking, not paying attention to the change in the weather.
Some of them noticed my arrival and looked at me with curiosity. One woman even waved at me enthusiastically, as if she regarded me as a fellow angler.
I nodded to them, not wanting to interact with them, so I put on my backpack and walked up the steps leading to the dam.
The dam is more than 60 meters high and built of stone. No one has set foot on it for a long time, and the stone surface is covered with slippery green moss. It is difficult to walk on it with empty hands, not to mention that I was carrying a heavy backpack.
However, after the marrow cleansing and meridian cutting, my physical fitness is much better than before. After climbing up the dam, I put down my backpack and rested for two minutes, and my sore legs were relieved.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead and stood on the dam looking down downstream. Although I could see the scenery of the lake, the height of 60 meters was still terrifying.
There is an iron frame bridge in the middle of the dam. The bridge deck is hollow and the timid ones probably don’t dare to walk over it.
On both sides of the iron bridge are two red pavilions, which should be used for tourists to enjoy the scenery.
After looking around twice, I found a very strange place. All the facilities here were dominated by red tones. The red pavilions and red railings looked very strange between the green mountains and green waters.
Although the reservoir is closed, the water is still deep, with the grey water level stopping just below the 40-metre mark at the dam.
Standing in the pavilion, holding onto the mottled and peeling red railing, looking at the bottomless water, my brows were furrowed.
Generally speaking, without any professional equipment, a person can only dive to a depth of ten meters at most. The deeper you go, the greater the burden on your body, and people who have not received professional training simply cannot bear it.
For someone like me who can only doggy paddle, the thought of diving more than 30 meters makes my legs tremble . Not to mention, I have to fish out a dead body from the water.
This is simply an impossible task.
I looked up at the sky, and instead of dispersing, the dark clouds gathered more and more.
The air became heavy, a sign of heavy rain approaching.
This live broadcast is much more difficult than before.
With a wry smile, I took out a cigarette, lit it, sat down beside the pavilion, and sorted out my thoughts.
The mission of this live broadcast is to fish out the body of the real bride from the reservoir before dawn.
The legend of Bride's Pond originated from ancient times. The bodies of the brides who drowned in it have probably decayed long ago, so the brides in this mission definitely do not refer to the ones in Bride's Pond, but the ones who drowned in it after the reservoir was built.
But even if this is the case, with so many people drowning in the reservoir, how can we tell which one is the bride?
clothing?
The bride wears a wedding dress, whether it is a wedding gown or a Chinese wedding dress, which is definitely different from what ordinary people wear.
I hope her wedding dress is of good quality and has not rotted after being soaked in water for three years.
The entire reservoir was like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples. The dark cloudy sky was reflected in it, making the underwater area look even more bottomless.
There seemed to be an endless abyss hidden in the water. Once you fell in, you would never be able to climb out.
Leaning on the mottled red railing of the pavilion and looking down, my shadow was reflected on the water, a blurry face.
If you stare at the water for too long, you will have a terrifying illusion and can't help want to get closer to see if that face belongs to you...
There was a sudden pain in the fingertips, and the cigarette butt fell into the water, creating ripples and shattering the blurry face.
I suddenly came to my senses and found that half of my body was leaning out of the railing, with one hand reaching out to the water. If I went a little lower, I would fall in.
A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on my back. I quickly grabbed the railing, shrank my body back, and stepped back.
Even when we were far away from the water, my heart was still beating wildly and I dared not look at the water for another second.
Then, he quickly dragged the heavy mountaineering bag into the pavilion, prepared to take out the equipment inside and arm himself first.
To avoid falling into the water accidentally, you would be dead before the live broadcast even starts.
As soon as I opened my backpack, a gust of cold rain accompanied by a cool breeze drifted into the pavilion.
I looked up at the sky, feeling extremely melancholy.
Sure enough, it rained again.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and dark clouds were pressing down towards the valley.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, waves were rippling on the water surface, and it seemed that something was surging under the black water.
The uneasiness in my heart instantly grew.
I hurried to put on the safety rope before the rainstorm came, and tied the other end of the rope firmly to the railing of the iron bridge.
Crash——
The rain is getting heavier.
The five men downstream gave up fishing and barbecuing, climbed up the dam and ran towards the pavilion.
Their clothes were soaked by the rain and they all looked as miserable as drowned rats.
"It's all your fault. I told you it was going to rain, but you didn't believe me. Now look what happened. Your clothes are all wet!"
"That's right. We should have gone back to the car as soon as it started to rain. I don't know why we had to climb up."
Their makeup was ruined by the rain, and their wet clothes stuck to their bodies, revealing their curvy figure. The two women looked miserable and kept complaining.
"How could I have known it would rain so heavily? I had been thinking that it would be so romantic to go boating on the lake amidst the mist and rain..."
"Romantic you!"
"Forget it, forget it. We'll go back when the rain stops. It's a shame to waste the barbecue. I haven't even had a bite yet."
"This brother is really foresighted. He hid in the pavilion when he saw that the weather was about to change."
The men were optimistic. While enduring the women's punches, they squeezed the water out of their clothes and nodded at me.
I smiled at them politely, my eyes sweeping over their water-stained faces. I didn't know if it was because they caught a cold from the rain, but each of them looked very pale.
It's the kind of grayish-white color that only dead people have, and it gives people a very weird feeling.
"Brother, you don't look like you're here to fish. Hey, if I'm not mistaken, these are all diving equipment. Are you here to swim?" The one with a crew cut among the five came over and took a look into my backpack with a look of surprise.
The others were attracted by his words and looked over as well.
"Brother, you have the courage to swim in this reservoir! I admire you!" Another man with greasy hair and a floral shirt gave me a thumbs up.
"I guess so." I answered perfunctorily. When they came closer, I smelled a rotten smell, and the strange feeling became stronger.
After thinking about it, I recited the mantra silently in my heart.
Open your third eye!
I was shocked.
These five people all had dark auras on their faces, which was a sign of impending death!
