Chapter 57: Sure enough, there is something different
"Plop!" The girl stood on the bow, bent her legs slightly, and jumped into the river. After the girl fell into the water and disappeared, Wang Jingzhe stared at the ripples on the river surface in a daze, smacking his lips and muttering, "Find some time to learn how to swim in the future? Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to be looked down upon by a woman like this "
Under the dark night sky, the Wei River is quiet. The moonlight from the sky shines down and falls on the water, reflecting the faint moonlight, which looks very quiet and beautiful.
But behind this beauty there seems to be a hint of gloom. Not long ago, two lives were swallowed up in this area of water, silently and unexpectedly.
Wang Jingzhe had been looking at the water. He was very nervous about the girl who jumped into the river. The water was five or six meters deep, and if several people were piled up like that, they would be drowned.
I don’t know how long it had been, but suddenly there was a "splash" sound on the surface of the river, and the fishing girl suddenly emerged from the water. After her head emerged, she took a deep breath, and then sank again. It seemed that she did not find Lao Zhao’s body the first time she sank to the bottom of the water.
"Isn't this person too impatient?" Wang Jingzhe said speechlessly.
After that, they went back and forth two or three times. When the girl came up again, she held onto the edge of the boat with one hand and gasped for breath, seeming to be very tired.
The girl's entire body was wet, especially her long hair which had been tied up and was now completely loose. Her hair was covered with water droplets, and under the moonlight, it looked particularly crystal clear.
"If you really can't find the answer, don't look for it. The waves were so big when the body fell into the water, and there must be undercurrents. It's hard to tell where it was washed away. Your search is definitely in vain. If you really can't find the answer, let's call the police tomorrow. Letting the police and the corpse retrievers look for it is definitely more reliable than you."
The girl shook her head and said, "Paddle a little further east, about ten meters away. I feel that Lao Zhao's spirit is almost in that direction... Since I have come down here, there is no reason to give up halfway. If I can't find it this last time, I will stop looking."
After the girl finished speaking, she took a deep breath and dived into the water again. Wang Jingzhe had no time to persuade him and could only row the boat awkwardly to the east.
A moment later, two or three meters to the east of the boat, the girl who had sunk into the water suddenly emerged from the water, then waved towards Wang Jingzhe and said, "Please extend the oar and pull me over. We have found someone."
Wang Jingzhe quickly handed over the oar. The girl grabbed the oar, swam over twice, and said, " Come on, give me a hand and pull the body up."
The girl held Lao Zhao's body directly under her ribs without any hesitation. The woman's hands were very strong. The body must have weighed more than 100 pounds, and with the resistance of the water flow, she actually pulled it up.
Wang Jingzhe lay on the boat and grabbed Lao Zhao's arm to drag the corpse onto the boat. The corpse had been soaked for several hours and a lot of river water had accumulated in the body. The whole body was swollen, and the skin was soft and bulging when touched, giving people a very creepy feeling.
"Splash!" The woman climbed out of the water holding onto the bow with both hands, then leaned against the edge of the boat and said with her eyes closed, "Let's go back..."
Wang Jingzhe rowed the boat with great effort. What's the difference between asking someone who can't even swim to row a boat and asking a sow to climb a tree?
The situation on the boat was a bit strange: a corpse swollen from being soaked in water, a woman resting with her eyes closed, and Wang Jingzhe who was rowing with great effort.
After rowing for a long time but finding that the boat didn't move much, Wang Jingzhe's face turned red again with embarrassment. The fishing girl seemed to feel that the boat was spinning in place, so she opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Um..." In order to ease the embarrassing atmosphere, Wang Jingzhe took the initiative to ask, "Um, I don't know your name yet."
“Just call me Xiaocao” the fishing girl spit out a name that is full of the fragrance of soil but seems very rustic.
Wang Jingzhe smiled and hummed twice.
Little Grass Girl tilted her head and asked in surprise: "My name is very common, so it doesn't sound good?"
"That's not the case. My last name is Wang, and my name is Wang Jingzhe." Wang Jingzhe spread his hands and said, "Look, isn't my name also very common? Because I was born on the day of Jingzhe."
Xiao Cao looked at him as if he were an idiot.
Wang Jingzhe blinked at Yajing and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Cao pointed at the two oars floating in the river and said, "Why are you holding your hands out when you speak? Don't you know you have oars in your hands?"
Wang Jingzhe was stunned on the spot.
"Oh my god..."
After a while.
Wang Jingzhe lay at the stern of the boat with his arms hanging under the boat. His hands paddled the river water with a "splash, splash" sound, and the boat slowly moved towards the shore.
Wang Jingzhe smiled and said excitedly: "Look, look, rowing like this is quite fast."
Little Grass Girl: "..."
While Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao were having a heartless communication, neither of them noticed that Lao Zhao's body lying on the deck of the ship suddenly opened his eyes quietly, and there were water stains in the corners of his mouth, eyes, ears, and nostrils that were still slowly flowing out.
Old Zhao rolled his eyes, opened his mouth silently, and a "gurgling" sound came from his throat.
Wang Jingzhe, who was lying at the stern rowing, frowned. Xiaocao, who was resting with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes. The same thought arose in both of their minds at the same time.
"Is there really something underneath?"
After a while, the boat arrived at the shore. Wang Jingzhe dragged Lao Zhao's body and threw it onto the shore. Xiaocao didn't say anything about the dead being the most important, because it was obvious that there must be something fishy about this body.
Wang Jingzhe took out a cigarette box from his pocket, pinched out a crumpled cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. He squinted his eyes at the corpse on the ground, kicked it twice and said, "Get up, stop pretending, don't you just want to find a corpse to live in?"
"Pop" the cigarette was lit, Wang Jingzhe exhaled, and said to Xiaocao: "Has there been a similar situation in your Wei River before?"
Xiao Cao said: "There haven't been any recently. I heard that the Yellow River dried up a few decades ago, and several corpses were exposed on the riverbed. Some of the corpses revived. Many villagers near the riverbed were harmed. Then, Taoist priests from Tianshi, Longhu, and Maoshan rushed over after hearing the news. It took a lot of effort to clean up the revived corpses."
Wang Jingzhe said, "Oh," and then asked, "Which school are you from?"
