In the Wei River channel, the two people who fell into the water were churning in the waves. After two rounds and turns, they saw their arms stretching out from the water and shaking, and then they suddenly drowned in the river water without shadow. It took less than two minutes from falling into the water to disappearing. The fishing boats and wooden boats on the river bank were not ready to leave the shore.

The old boatman's face turned pale with a "blank" look, his lips trembled and he muttered: "It's over, it's over, it's the river god who is unhappy. I'm afraid he will suffer this year by relying on water to make a living. Oh, God won't give you any more food......"

Wang Jingzhe wiped the rain from his face and glanced at the girl next to him to avoid continuing to be embarrassed. In order to avoid continuing to be embarrassed, he asked according to the old ship's words: "Why is it over? Why is it related to the River God?"

"The two people who fell into the water, I don't know who they were, the other one is an old acquaintance by the Wei River." The old boatman pointed to the river with a sad face and said, "He is the boatman Lao Zhao. I have known him for decades. When his mother gave birth to him, she was born while washing clothes by the Wei River. She didn't have time to go to the village clinic. Lao Zhao fell into the river as soon as she was born. It's strange that such a small baby fell into the water but had nothing to do, and floated on the water. When he was seven or eight years old, he fell into the water.

Waiting to play with us, one of us will not show up even if we pierce it for a long time. At the age of twelve, we started to run a boat in the Wei River. We have been running for more than thirty years. Most of our lives have been floating on the Wei River for most of our lives. The familiarity with this river is almost the same as our own body. Think about it, Lao Zhao fell in the Wei River. Although it was windy and rainy, he disappeared so quickly. Isn’t it normal? Even though the wind and waves are too strong, he may not be able to drown him..."

When Lao Zhao was talking, the boatman and fisherman next to him looked bad, and someone said, "It's the river god, it must be the river god who is angry. We have to find a good day to pay tribute to the river god, kill pigs and sheep and pay tribute to the river god."

Most people living by the river have an inexplicable awe of the river, just like people at the foot of the mountain, they believe in the mountain gods. As long as there is a disaster, ninety percent will be associated with the river gods.

In modern society, we believe it firmly, but the situation is not that excessive. A few hundred years ago, the villages and towns by the river had to worship a pair of boys and girls to the river god every year, and the two living children were directly sinking to the bottom of the river.

It's strange that the wind and rain were getting lighter at this time. The strong wind and heavy rain just now became weaker in an instant, and the river surface no longer tumbling.

The old boatman suddenly knelt on the ground, and then the people next to him also knelt down and bowed devoutly towards the Wei River.

Wang Jingzhe frowned and asked, "Is the water deep here? Can the two who just drowned, be caught with the bodies?"

The old boatman shook his head and said, "If you don't catch it, you can't catch it. The storm is so strong that the body has been washed away by the undercurrent underwater after it sinks to the bottom. How can you catch it?"

"Natural disaster person..." Wang Jingzhe sighed, and suddenly a nice smell penetrated into his nose, and then he sniffed hard.

This smell is particularly good, and it is even more fragrant than the two Wei River carp I just ate.

Wang Jingzhe turned his head and saw the fishing woman coming here, and the fragrance came from her.

"Oh, body fragrance" Wang Jingzhe suddenly understood.

After the girl came, her eyes only stayed on Wang Jingzhe's face for less than a second before passing by. Wang Jingzhe followed her eyes and looked at the river. He suddenly found that the two of them had just fallen into water, scattering out in circles.

Not long after, it might be because of the cloudy day, the sky quickly became dark, and the surface of the Wei River returned to calm and became unwavering. Even the sound of flowing water became weak and could not smell.

At this time, many people came by the river, all nearby villagers, among which the boatman Lao Zhao's family was the most. An old woman in her decades sat on the river and howled and cried. A few young men and women sobbed and squatted by the river and burned paper money. Lao Zhao drowned in the river, and his family was the saddest.

Wang Jingzhe had not left, but stayed on the shore and waited for darkness. He was a little curious about the two drowned people, but he didn't believe in the statement that the river god was angry.

The river god is not so stingy and will not harm two lives just because of a little unhappiness. The river god also cares about cause and effect and good deeds. Unless the river god's brain is in water, he will drown two people for no reason.

Everything in the world has spirits. Even if the King of Hell seeks his life, it is necessary to see if the person who died should die.

On the first day of death, according to custom, everyone in the family must watch the night, especially before the seventh day of the dead, the souls of the dead may return home or appear in the place of death. At this time, the family must be here to guard it and not let the soul feel lonely and helpless.

It was almost midnight when a figure suddenly came from the distance of the river bank, holding a lamp in his hand. When he approached, Wang Jingzhe saw clearly that the other party was still the fishing woman.

The woman came over with a lamp and squatted on the ground, whispering to the boatman Lao Zhao's wife: "It's not good that the old man has died and his body is not alive. I have a way to find his body. Do you want to try it?"

Lao Zhao's wife and son all said in surprise: "The people were all swept to the bottom of the river. There was such a big undercurrent during the day. At this time, the corpse probably had no idea where it rushed to. Can it be found?"

"Not necessarily, you can try it..."

Lao Zhao's wife hurriedly said, "Girl, I'll trouble you. I hope I can catch the body, thank you."

"Tell me the birth date and horoscope, and just find another piece of his close-fitting clothes."

Wang Jingzhe knew what the other party meant when he heard it. The woman was carrying a soul-sucking lamp in her hand, and the birth date could summon the dead souls. As soon as Lao Zhao's soul appeared, he could naturally know where his body was sinking.

After Lao Zhao's family told the woman about his birth date, she wrote it on a piece of talisman paper and then placed the soul-guiding lamp on the ground.
Chapter completed!