Everyone's attention was attracted by the yellow paper, and even Xiao Yu was staring blankly at this moment!
The yellow paper slowly flew with the wind, and finally landed at a place by the reservoir. Then the corpse fisher quickly rowed the boat to the place where the yellow paper fell, and directly stretched out the bamboo pole in his hand.
The bamboo pole stretched out one section after another, and it looked very deep, but the expression on the face of the corpse collector did not change at all. When the bamboo pole could not be lowered, he took out a red rope and tied it.
in that position.
Then the mute man took out a small net, tied a rope around his waist, and jumped down. Xiao Yu was shocked. From the length of the bamboo pole, it could be seen that it was very deep here, but
The man actually jumped down, as if he wasn't afraid at all.
"Hey, we are all poor people. This business is really difficult to do," Lao Bai sighed.
Cui Ming, who was standing on the edge, was also very serious at this time. He looked at the place where the blisters were constantly turning up, and his heart was in his throat!
"Hurry up boss, how much does this salvage cost?" Lao Bai said with a smile.
"Well, I don't know. They said they charge according to the depth of the water level. I don't know how much it is." Cui Ming lit a cigarette and whispered.
"We charge according to the depth of the water level. How much does it cost per meter? But this money should be paid. This is hard work and cannot be paid less."
"Well, don't worry, Taoist Master Bai, I won't treat them badly."
Xiao Yu looked quietly at the place where the mute man fell into the water. It had been a minute and the man hadn't come out yet. How big is his lung capacity? Or do they know some breath-holding skills?
Just when Xiao Yu was confused, the water surface rolled, and then a head stuck out, and then the mute's whole body came out of the water, but there was nothing in his hand. The mute man shook his head at the middle-aged man and told him
Didn't find it myself.
Seeing the mute man shaking his head, the dark-faced man's expression instantly became serious. Then he pulled the mute onto the boat, and then both of them knelt on the boat. He took out a piece of red cloth and spread it in the middle of the boat. They knelt there and whispered.
After chanting for a while, they took out a bundle of red ropes. The red ropes were as red as blood, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Holding the red string in their hands, they chanted again, then lit incense like last time, and then burned the yellow paper. However, this time the yellow paper flew in the opposite direction to the previous place.
"Xiao Yu, what are they doing? They look quite sacred," Lao Bai said in a low voice.
"I don't know, I should pray to the dead souls or the river god!"
"Is it useful? I think you should take action. I don't know when this will be done." Lao Bai was a little anxious. If he waits for a few hours, he won't do anything else today.
"Wait a minute and see what Cui Ming says! The corpse collectors are here. If you take action now, aren't you going to slap them in the face?"
Looking at the place where the yellow form paper fell, the corpse collectors slid over there again, but this time they did not insert bamboo poles, but sprinkled a handful of powder-like stuff on that place. As for what it was, Xiao
Yu doesn't know.
After the powder was sprinkled, the corpse collector took out the roll of red rope, tied one end to the mute man, and held the other end in the middle-aged man's hand. Then the mute man jumped into the water again. When he reappeared, he had already arrived.
Where the bamboo pole was previously inserted, the mute man then pulled up the red rope, and the red rope floated on the water. After looking at it, the middle-aged man on the boat picked up a bamboo pole and pointed at the middle of the red rope.
The mute man hurriedly pulled up the bamboo pole next to him, then quickly came to the place where he had slapped it before, inserted it, and then a carp rolled and rushed into the water again. There were bubbles rolling on the water surface, making a gurgling sound.
Xiao Yu's heart was in his throat at this time. To be fair, he hoped to succeed this time, because he saw that it would be very hard to recover the corpses, and his life would be in danger at any time. There might be wives, children, or parents behind them.
So this kind of person should be respected.
This time the mute man took a longer time to enter the water, and he still didn't come out after two minutes. If it weren't for the calm look on the dark-faced middle-aged man's face, Xiao Yu would have wanted to remind him.
Three minutes later, the lake water began to roll, and then a head stuck out of the water. But this time, the mute man was holding something in his hand. It was the fishing net he was holding before. There were several white threads in the fishing net.
Leg bones, and a skull.
"Success, well done," Lao Bai clapped happily.
Xiao Yu was relieved in his heart. If they failed this time, Cui Ming would probably ask him to take action. However, he didn't want to steal their business. After all, they all dealt with dead people, so they could be considered as kindred spirits.
The moment the mute man took out the bones, the tense body of the middle-aged man on the boat seemed to suddenly relax. It was obvious that he was also very nervous.
"It's amazing. With a rope, you can find the location of the bones," Lao Bai sighed.
"Corpse harvesting craftsmanship is also a very old profession. Just like Taoist priests, there are very few people who do it now. They all have their own methods. I'm afraid they can only teach it alone," Xiao Yu said in a low voice.
Taking advantage of this time, the mute man entered the water again and soon took out a few bones. As soon as he took out the bones, the corpse collector on the boat immediately put them into a black box.
After people who fall into the reservoir die, their flesh is usually eaten by fish, and their bones are scattered into 206 pieces. Therefore, the dark-faced middle-aged man looks like he is packing bones, but in fact
He is counting the number of bones. Of course, in a place like the bottom of the water, it is normal to have a few fewer bones. After all, this thing has been in the water for several years, and it may have been washed downstream by the water.
Xiao Yu was very curious as to why these bones had been in the reservoir for several years. When the water was released from the reservoir, these bones were not flushed down together. Is there any problem here? In other words, the bones that fell into the water were collected by the corpse collector.
Is there any other way to say it?
Bones were fished out piece by piece, and in the end the mute man spent more and more time under the water, because the last bones were mostly scattered around and difficult to find, so he spent a little longer.
Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the mute man was still floating up and down, but he could not find the remaining bones, which made the body salvage workers on the boat become anxious.
But at this moment, the lake water suddenly rolled, and the mute man suddenly emerged from the water, and then fell back into the water in a flash, as if something was dragging him!
Seeing this scene, the face of the corpse collector changed drastically. He quickly took out a black dagger from the boat and jumped in. Bubbles continued to appear in the water, and then the mute man resurfaced without even taking a breath.
He breathed, and his body was pulled down again. There were hundreds of fish flapping in the water at the same time, making countless splashes.
"No, there are water ghosts, Lao Bai, prepare a talisman." Xiao Yu shouted, then quickly came to the embankment, took out a psychic talisman, and prepared to invite the water ghosts to help him.
