Fatty Di, who was the core of the incident,
His consciousness was already blurry.
She just wanted to touch the river water, but who knew that just as she bent down,
The huge waves caused the sheepskin raft to shake.
He threw her out!
She wanted to call for help.
However, the moment he opened his mouth,
The rapid flowing water carried a large amount of sand and instantly poured into his throat.
Together with her, they disappeared into the murky water.
A strong sense of suffocation surged into her mind.
Fatty Di felt dizzy.
She wanted to breathe, but all she got was the muddy water.
Unable to be distracted, the suffocating feeling became stronger.
Fatty Di's consciousness started to blur.
The only thing that supported her was her belief in survival.
I don't want to die!
I want to live!
Who can save me!
She felt that she had reached her limit, and the last trace of oxygen in her lungs had been squeezed dry.
His two hands kept waving, trying to grab something.
However, all he got was a blank slate.
As time passed,
Fatty Di's movements gradually stopped.
His hands hung down weakly.
He floated into the distance with the river.
In the middle of the river downstream,
A young man wearing a black short jacket and a black whip on his waist was staring at the river with all his attention.
He didn't push the oars, but the boat was strangely still on the turbulent river.
It was as if time had stopped.
A white paper lamp was lit at the bow of the boat.
The flame flickered through the pale paper lamp.
The nearby waves seemed to be deliberately avoiding it.
Even in such a rapid flow of water, the paper lamp did not have the slightest trace of water.
"Another drowned one?"
The youth looked at the black dot floating over from afar and muttered to himself,
He casually scooped it up,
He threw it beside the female corpse.
He looked at Fatty Di's slightly heaving chest.
The youth raised his eyebrows.
"A living person!"
...
Fatty Di, who was still in a daze, said,
An ethereal ringtone sounded in his ears.
She struggled to open her eyes.
He saw a few stiff figures lying beside him.
His face was pale.
His eyes were bulging and his face was abnormally swollen.
There was also a faint stench!
Before she could continue observing,
A strong sense of dizziness hit him again.
Fatty Di blacked out again.
At this moment, the mushroom house was in a mess.
Fatty Di's fall into the water cast a shadow over the entire production team.
Although they had already called the police, it was already evening.
In the darkness, the rescue team did not dare to search and rescue on the surface of the water.
That was no different from courting death!
"This program won't be suspended, right? Our company spent a lot of money to send me in."
"If you can't broadcast it, you have to pay me the penalty for breaching the contract!”
Cai Xu Kun walked in front of Director Wang with an angry expression.
Looking at his arrogant face, Yang Mi couldn't help but have a wicked fire in his heart,
What kind of time was this!
Instead of thinking about how to save people first,
Instead, he was concerned about whether the show could be broadcast.
Would he pay for the breach of contract?
Are you still human?
The others also looked at Cai Xu Kun with disdain.
Only Zhang Huanhuan didn't look down on him.
Instead, he stood beside the kun and questioned it together,
"Kunkun is right. You guys have delayed our schedule for so long."
"You have to compensate us for this period of time!”
Just as Yang Mi was about to flare up, the village chief walked in.
"The villagers have searched everywhere, but they still haven't found the girl."
"If it really takes one night, that girl probably won't be able to hold on."
"Why don't you try looking for Mr. Lin?”
Yang Mi hurriedly stepped forward.
In the entire production team, she was the closest to Fatty Di.
The two of them were not only the boss and employees of the same company.
She was also a good friend in life.
She had already prepared for the worst.
The village chief's words seemed to have given her the last straw of hope.
"Where is that Mr. Lin? Who is he? We'll go and invite him immediately!”
The village chief saw her urgency and explained.
"Mr. Lin is our corpse salvager. Usually, if anyone falls into the water, we will go to him.”
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Corpse Fighter?
Was there really a profession called corpse salvager in this world?
Just from the name alone, one could tell that the job content was absolutely terrifying.
He dealt with corpses all day long.
"Gulp!"
Peng Peng gulped and said in a frightened tone,
"Is there really a job called corpse salvager here? Wasn't this a profession that only existed in movies and novels?”
Teacher Huang stood up and explained to everyone,
"The Yellow River, Yangtze River, and some other large rivers have always had legends of corpse fishermen. They are people who have been passed down from ancient times and are responsible for salvaging drowned bodies in the water.”
"Tsk, I thought it was nothing. What ability can a corpse salvage have?”Zhang Huanhuan curled her lips in disdain.
Hearing Huang Lei's explanation, the others hesitated.
What could a corpse fisherman do?
Wouldn't he be causing trouble if he came over?
No matter how powerful he was, he was only one person!
The entire production team cooperated with the search and rescue team to search for the entire afternoon, but they found nothing!
Moreover, he didn't know if Fatty Di was dead or not.
It was too unlucky to find a corpse collector!
The bullet comments also questioned the village chief's words.
"To think that you could think of asking the corpse salvager to find a living person!”
"Let's find the police! How good was the water performance of a village cadaver!”
"A professional search and rescue team is still more reliable! Don't be deceived in the end!"
"Could this village chief be a scapegoat?"
Yang Mi's expression was uncertain. She was also skeptical of the village chief's words.
Just as she was hesitating,
Suddenly, a crisp bell rang from the river.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
A hollow and eerie voice broke the silence of the river.
If it was in a normal downtown area, this sound would not be noticeable.
However, at this moment, it seemed particularly sinister.
A gust of cold wind blew past everyone's ears.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear a woman's mournful cry.
I don't know when
A wooden boat quietly appeared on the river.
A pale lantern hung on the bow of the ship.
The entire ship seemed to have been soaked in blood.
It was red and eye-catching.
A thin figure was propping up the boat.
He was like a ferryman on the River of Forgetfulness, carrying a cold aura.
The river rolled, but the wooden boat seemed to be independent of the river.
Go against the flow.
"It's Mister Lin's boat! Mr. Lin is here!"
One of the villagers on the shore shouted,
The originally silent riverbank instantly became noisy.
A series of bitter and ear-piercing cries rang out.
A strong sense of sorrow filled the entire riverbank.
As the wooden boat approached,
The coldness grew stronger.
From time to time, pieces of yellow and white paper money floated over the river.
Just as the wooden boat approached the shore,
The bell suddenly stopped ringing.
A hollow and hoarse voice rang out, as if it could strike straight into one's heart and reverberate in everyone's mind.
"The dead are gone, the soul is closed!"
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