"Pu" The girl stood at the bow of the boat, her legs bent slightly and she jumped up and plunged into the river. After she disappeared from the water, Wang Jingzhe stared at the ripples on the river, and muttered, "Get time to learn to swim in the future? Otherwise, she would be embarrassed to be looked down upon by a woman so much."

Under the dark night sky, the Wei River is quiet, and the moonlight in the sky is falling on the water, reflecting a faint moonlight, which looks very quiet and beautiful.

However, behind this beauty, there seemed to be a gloomy touch. Not long ago, this water devoured two lives, silently caught people off guard.

Wang Jingzhe was always looking at the water surface. He was nervous about the girl who jumped into the river. The water depth was five or six meters. He could drown several of them like this.

I don’t know how long it took, but a "slam" suddenly came from the river surface. The fishing girl suddenly came out of the water. After showing her head, she took a deep breath, and then sank again. It seemed that the first time she sank the bottom of the water, and no Lao Zhao’s body was found.

"Is this too anxious, right?" Wang Jingzhe said speechlessly.

Next, after traveling back and forth two or three times, the girl came up again and then she took the boat edge and gasped heavily, as if she was exhausted.

The girl's body was wet from head to bottom, especially her long hair that had been tied up on her head was now scattered, and her hair was covered with water droplets. The moonlight that was sprinkled off looked particularly crystal clear.

"If it really doesn't work, don't look for it. The corpse was so big after it fell into the water. There must be undercurrents under the water. It's hard to say that they were all washed away. It's definitely futile to look for it like this. If it really doesn't work, let's call the police tomorrow. Let the police and the corpse fisherman look for it, it's definitely much more reliable than you."

The girl shook her head and said, "You can make a little bit eastward, about ten meters away. I feel that Lao Zhao's soul is almost in that direction... Since I have already come down, there is no reason to give up halfway. If I can't find it again for the last time, I will stop looking for it."

After saying that, the girl took a deep breath and then dived into the water again. Wang Jingzhe had no time to persuade him to row the boat awkwardly and row the boat to the east.

After a while, two or three meters east of the boat, the girl who had sunk suddenly emerged from the water, then waved her hand to Wang Jingzhe and said, "The oars reached over, pulled me over, and found someone."

Wang Jingzhe quickly handed over the oar. The girl reached out and grabbed the oar and swam over twice. After saying, "Come on, let's take the initiative and pull the body up."

Lao Zhao's body was directly clamped under the ribs by the girl without any hesitation. The woman's hand was strong enough. The body had to be more than 100 kilograms and the resistance of the water flow, so she actually pulled it up.

Wang Jingzhe lay on the boat, grabbed Lao Zhao's arm and held the body on the boat. The body was soaked for several hours, a lot of river water had accumulated in his body. The whole body was swollen, and his skin became soft and bulging when it touched, giving people a feeling of panic.

"Chala" The woman climbed up from underwater with her hands on the bow of the boat, then leaned against the edge of the boat and said, "Go back..."

Wang Jingzhe has a very difficult rowing boat. For someone who can’t even swim, you ask him to row. What’s the difference between this and letting a sow climb a tree?

The situation on the boat was a bit strange, a corpse that was swollen from water, a woman resting with her eyes closed, and a Wang Jingzhe who was struggling to row.

After rowing for a long time, he found that the boat didn't move much. Wang Jingzhe's face turned red again with embarrassment. The fishing girl seemed to feel the small boat spinning in place and opened her eyes and looked at him.

"That......" Wang Jingzhe took the initiative to ask in order to relieve the face-losing atmosphere: "Uh, I don't know your name yet."

"Just call me grass." The fishing girl spit out a name full of earthy fragrance, but also looks very rustic.

Wang Jingzhe laughed, and ummed twice.

The little grass girl tilted her head and asked in surprise: "My name is very ordinary, does it sound bad?"

"That's not the case. My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Jingzhe." Wang Jingzhe spread his hands and said, "Look, is my name very ordinary too? Because I was born on Jingzhe that day."

Xiaocao looked at him like an idiot.

Wang Jingzhe blinked Yajing and asked carefully: "What's the swollen?"

Xiaocao pointed to the two oars floating in the river and said, "Why do you spread your hands when you speak? Don't you know you have oars in your hands?"

Wang Jingzhe was stunned on the spot.

"Oh, I'll just go..."

After a while.

Wang Jingzhe lay on the stern of the boat, his arms were tied under the boat, his hands were rowing the river water with a "slam, slam". The boat slowly moved towards the shore.

Wang Jingzhe smiled and said happily: "Look, look, it's quite fast to row like this."

Little Grass Girl: "······"

When Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao were having heartless communication, neither of them saw it. Lao Zhao's body lying on the deck of the ship suddenly opened his eyes quietly, with water stains in his mouth, eyes and nostrils, still flowing slowly.

Lao Zhao's eyes turned, he opened his mouth silently, and a "guru,guru" sound came from his throat.

Wang Jingzhe, who was lying on the stern of the boat, frowned, and the grass resting with her eyes closed, opened her eyes. Both of them had the same thought 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 deceased, because it was obvious that the corpse must be a little tricky now.

Wang Jingzhe took out a cigarette box from his body, pinched out a wrinkled cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. He squinted his eyes and looked at the corpse on the ground, pulled it with his feet and said, "Get up, stop pretending, aren't you just looking for a corpse to be used as a sacrificial body?"

"Bang" the cigarette lighted, Wang Jingzhe breathed and said to Xiaocao: "Have you ever had similar situations in the Wei River before?"

Xiaocao said: "It's not recently. I heard that there was a broken flow in the Yellow River decades ago. At that time, several corpses were exposed on the riverbed, and some of them were corpses. At that time, many villagers were all harmed by the riverbed. Then, the Tianshi, Longhu and the Taoist priests of Maoshan rushed over after hearing the news. It took a lot of effort to clean up the corpses."
Chapter completed!