On a quiet summer night, the river was roaring. The rapid waves rushing along the way rushed into the open area, and their momentum suddenly slowed down greatly. After rushing forward for a certain distance, the remaining energy was lost, and they merged into the vast waters silently.
It's near the Mid-Autumn Festival, and a full moon hangs high in the night sky, casting a brilliant light. Frogs chirp and insects chirp from time to time on the riverside embankment and in the reeds. Three or two people go fishing at night, whispering. The elegance and elegance of this scene are nothing out of the ordinary.
Humanity too.
"Speaking of this river, there really is a story in it..."
"Old Li, you're here again, and you're bullying Xiao Chen. He's just here for the first time, and he's just doing night fishing... Xiao Chen, don't listen to his nonsense, he's just trying to scare you."
"Haha, okay, Uncle Wang."
"How can I be just talking nonsense? There was news in the newspapers a few years ago..."
Somewhere along the river, there are sparse weeds and reeds on the beach, a small tent, a dim headlamp, and several plates of insect repellent mosquito coils with smoke floating in the air. They are well-equipped, and they look like they have a somewhat professional feel.
Two fishing friends, holding fishing rods in hand, chatted casually with each other in lowered voices for fear of disturbing the fish.
Two middle-aged and elderly men, and a young man. They were obviously fishing at night. This recreational sport has become more and more popular in recent years, especially in summer, when the weather is hot during the day, fishing outdoors carries the risk of heatstroke, and the fish conditions are not good.
, there are not so many worries when fishing at night, it is cool and suitable.
Of course, sitting around late at night is inevitably monotonous. At this time, meeting three or two like-minded fishing friends can not only ensure safety, but also pass the long night, which is quite comfortable. This is the case now. An older fishing friend glanced at
He glanced at the novice next to him who was starting to walk, and the young man who was somewhat embarrassed and nervous chuckled, raised his hand and pointed into the distance, and continued softly,
"Look over there, the Nangang Gate. Whenever the gate opens at low tide, you won't see a few dead pigs and sheep. There will be more cats and dogs. Sometimes you can even see people..."
"Impossible." The young man forced a smile, "The death of someone is a big deal these days. Why haven't I heard about it at all?"
"There are so many things you haven't heard of. If you don't believe me, ask the staff at the gate. Anyone who is elderly has never encountered this... Of course, it is really rare in recent years. When we were young,
It’s really commonplace, and there are several stories about water ghosts harming people.”
"Water, water ghost?"
"Well, think about it, unless the person who fell into the water jumped out of his mind, who wouldn't have any resentment? Isn't that how water ghosts come? If you think about it further, there are still people.
How can a ghost not have jealousy, right? Why can you live well on the shore and I have to die in the water? How can I feel balanced without harming you?"
"It makes sense..."
"This is just one of the versions. There are also soul-possessed and reincarnated versions, which are even more exciting..."
"Old Li, you're almost done." Another older man named Uncle Wang couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted, "You're so old, you're just teasing a kid. And you're doing it this evening.
There are some of these, so you’re not afraid of actually hitting me..."
Before he finished speaking, there were several clear and clear bells ringing, which seemed extremely clear and sweet in this quiet night.
It was the sensor alarm on the fishing rod. "Hey, we've caught a fish!" Lao Li was overjoyed when he heard the sound. It was his fishing rod that made the noise. He quickly raised his hand to grab it and pulled and shook it from left to right in a professional manner, but the rod head suddenly bent.
Sink and explore directly into the water.
"Hey, there's something, big fish!" The two people nearby didn't care about their fishing rods when they saw this, and quickly gathered around to watch the fun.
The fishing rod was trembling, and it was obvious that what he was catching was indeed a living thing, rather than something weird like a toilet seat. Feeling the strong pulling force in his palm, Lao Li suddenly became more energetic and high-spirited: "Haha, the more you get, the better."
Bigger is better, it’s time to show off your real skills. Xiao Chen is interested in me, let’s see what I can do!”
As he said that he was letting out a long fishing line, he was about to take the big fish underwater for a while. But the next moment, he looked down at the rapidly rotating and buzzing line release device in shock. He couldn't help but froze, and subconsciously tightened his grip.
, click, the parts immediately fell apart!
"This, this, this..."
"That's not right, Lao Li, this fish is too big. Cut the line and save the pole!"
The older man named Lao Li only hesitated for a moment, and then the reel suddenly stopped. All the fishing lines were unwound, and they collapsed straight. He subconsciously tightened his grip on the fishing rod and lifted it, and wow, waves splashed, and a black shadow suddenly appeared on the river not far away.
The water breaks out!
Under the clear moonlight, the outline of a human figure can be faintly seen, but the huge body like a hill does not look like a normal person. It floats on the river. From a distance, it looks like a ferocious monster, ferocious and terrifying. The searchlight scans it.
, due to the weak light, it was still difficult to see clearly, but it revealed a pair of heart-breaking scarlet eyes!
With a bang, the fishing rod came out of his hand, and Lao Li sat firmly on the ground, his face turned pale. The next moment, "Ah--" a high-pitched and shrill scream of fear suddenly sounded.
"Water ghost, water ghost!"
"Run—Old Li, why are you still sitting there? Run!"
"My, my, my... my legs, my legs, are numb..."
…
what's the situation……
Squinting at the chaotic scene of chickens and dogs jumping on the shore, and hearing screams and screams one after another, someone couldn't help but scratch his head and grab a handful of water plants. He didn't understand what was happening for a while.
But then I didn't care anymore, "Ah, cut -" I suddenly sneeze loudly, like water spraying from my nostrils. Who is saying bad things about me behind my back? It can't be that I have a cold, I have to go to work tomorrow...
...Seeing this, yes, this water ghost is our Tang Dynasty children's shoe who survived the disaster.
Thinking about all this, I shook my head, summoned up my nearly exhausted strength, rowed my arms, and slowly moved towards the shore.
The distance was not very far, but it still took nearly ten minutes to put my feet down. I mustered up my remaining strength to wade through the water and staggered a few steps. Finally, I was exhausted and fell headlong into the shallows with a crash, causing a large splash of water.
After resting for a few minutes, he staggered, half sat up, and began to tear off various aquatic plants and debris on his body like heavy armor. By the way, this is the huge monster-like body that the night fishing enthusiasts saw just now...
...What, scarlet eyes? Try opening your eyes under the turbid water for a few minutes and see if your eyes are red!
While cleaning up the water plants and debris on his upper body, he looked down at the black and clear five-finger palm prints at the hollow of his right shoulder near his chest. Tang Chao couldn't help but flash a few complicated meanings in his eyes, including emotion, contemplation, and a bit of lingering fear.
Yamashita Takuro...
The last ninja of this century, the top killer of Kitouji and even the entire underground world, died. This result was destined. When he chose to fight for his life, in fact, it was not so much a fight for his life.
Rather, he wanted to die together, and he almost did it...
It was obvious that there was no breath left, and there were not many internal organs left, and he could not die any more. But like a vine, Tang Chao's body was tightly locked, no matter how the undercurrent surged at the bottom of the river, and the river washed away, he remained motionless!
Tang Chao tried many times but could not break it off. At that time, the oxygen in his lungs was almost exhausted. In desperation, he could only carry Yamashita Takuro's body on his back and try his best to ascend. It was really a desperate ascent journey. In fact, Tang Chao
Chaoya didn't know how he returned to the river. It was like a drunken fragment. There was a minute in the middle where he had no conscious impression at all. He can't remember it now. He only knows to keep paddling his arms and kicking his legs to tread the water, just like the setting.
A machine with good programs is the same...
In the end, I climbed up from hell.
After he came up, Yamashita Takuro naturally had to go down, break his arm, and slowly sink to the bottom of the river, getting caught in the undercurrent and going somewhere... Now, he is probably surrounded by water and weeds, lying quietly on a river bed somewhere. Of course.
, or it may be floating up, going east to west along the river, rising and falling with the waves...
There is no special reason, but the Tang Dynasty hopes that his ending will be the former.
After about half an hour, there was nothing to say. It was just looking at the stars above to identify the direction, swimming for a while, floating for a while, swimming for a while, floating for a while... The swimming time was small, and there was no
The strength was mainly due to drifting. I was caught in the undercurrent several times during the process. After I got rid of it, I lost even more strength...until I was caught...
Looking at the fish hook and line wrapped around the water plants around his waist, Tang Chao suddenly understood something. No wonder he felt pulled down just now and thought he was hit by a fish... He shook his head speechlessly and looked around, so, I
Where is it floating now?
I squinted at the majestic building faintly across the river in the distance, and was stunned. This is... the Nangang Gate? This place was visited by the Tang Dynasty. During the summer vacation the year before last, they celebrated the graduation of Tangdou Tongshi Elementary School. They came here to watch it.
Sea view, by the way, I caught the tide, and the little girl was lucky enough to pick up a big blue crab, which she sold for hundreds of dollars...
It’s true that hundreds of rivers reach from east to west!
I almost accidentally drifted into the sea... With emotion, Tang Chao kicked off the water plants wrapped around his feet, stood up cleanly, and limped back to the shore. If he felt something, he subconsciously turned his head sideways and saw the distance.
Flashlight lights were swaying everywhere, bamboo poles and sticks were everywhere, and a large group of black figures were running towards this side, and faint and chaotic shouts were heard in the wind.
"Where is the water ghost..."
"Right ahead...we saw it with our own eyes..."
"I'm not afraid of... so many people... beating it to death..."
Damn it!
Tang Chao slapped his forehead, with a painful look on his face, and managed to hold up his body that was about to fall apart. He turned around and walked away quickly. When he passed by a small tent at the overnight fishing camp, he pointed at it, tore it, rolled up a piece of plastic sheet, and ran away.
What the hell is this nonsense?——
In a daze, Tang Chao felt that he had returned to the African savanna with simple folk customs. It was a mission in his previous life, and the target was a drug lord hiding in the village. The assassination process went smoothly, but he encountered a small problem when he retreated.
The scene that eventually evolved into was as lively as it is now. He was running in front, and a group of African brothers were chasing behind him, carrying AKs and rocket launchers in their hands to say goodbye...
He was not in trouble in his previous life, and this time was no exception. He jumped and staggered into the endless night.
…
In the early morning, Jiuzhou rose to the Lingjiang base.
In the office, Zong Qing and Gao Changfeng, who had just returned from the riverside, were thinking about how to report to their superiors. Lingzhi hurriedly walked in carrying a laptop, "Team Gao, Captain Zong, take a look at this.
I just discovered it."
The picture on the screen is the midnight news program of Lingjiang TV Station. The female host is broadcasting in a straight tone, "... Is that a water ghost in the river, or is someone deliberately playing a prank? Our station has obtained a video shot by a mobile phone.
video……"
As he spoke, the screen turned, and a group of people holding open flames appeared on the screen, with excited expressions mixed with awe and fear. Led by a middle-aged and elderly man with a headlamp, they rushed forward like they were going to a market. The camera shook, and they were in front of them.
, we’ll be there soon, and the gasping voice-overs came into our ears from time to time, and suddenly, “Look at that!”
I don’t know who exclaimed, and the camera rotated accordingly. It was shot at night, or on a mobile phone. The picture was naturally unclear, but in the blur, I could clearly see a piece of emerald green fluorescent plastic sheet running along the riverside under the cover of night at an extremely fast speed.
Quickly, like a cloak, dancing with the wind, when he jumped over a reed bush, his long snow-white legs were vaguely visible, and he looked extremely coquettish...
The video ends abruptly here. Apparently the photographer was unable to follow up and capture the scene behind the reeds.
"The host has said before that the photographer was a night fisherman, and they were the first to discover something unusual in the river, thinking it was a water ghost. The location was at the Nangang Gate, about 12 kilometers away from the river beach we just returned from the survey.
Downstream, downstream, calculate the time it takes for us to receive the alarm..."
Lingzhi did not continue. Zong Qing nodded clearly and pointed at the host on the screen: "Can you play the video just now again?"
"Okay, I'll start recording."
After watching it three times in a row, with occasional pauses in between, Zong Qing and Gao Changfeng looked at each other, and saw similar confusion in each other's eyes, "This picture quality... loses control at the critical moment, and nothing can be seen."
ah!"
"The running speed is quite fast, but normal people can also run at this speed... Well, if you analyze it from the perspective of being soaked in water for so long after fighting, it is reasonable..."
Zong Qing, who was stroking his chin and thinking deeply, raised his eyebrows when he saw Lingzhi, who was hesitant to speak, and asked, "What do you think of Lingzhi?"
"This is the one!" Lingzhi said simply and with a firm tone.
"Why? What's the reason?"
"I have read the profile of Tuolan Yamashita. He is only 1.7 meters tall. How can he have such a figure?"
He held up his forehead and said, "No, I admit that that person is indeed handsome, but how did you see that this person in the video has a good figure, just those legs? You are worshiping a personality!"
"Really?" Lingzhi sneered, "Don't you men judge a woman's figure just by her breasts?"
"Uh... think about it carefully, it makes some sense..."
…
At the same time, at Jiangyue Mansion, someone who had also just arrived home expressionlessly pressed the button on the remote control, turned off the TV, and breathed a little sigh of relief, "Huh... luckily I'm not gone..." he muttered softly,
He got up and walked to the bedroom. He paused on the way, then turned to the storage room, took out a guitar and walked to the balcony.
After a while, a soothing melody that was soft and gentle without disturbing the people sounded melodiously, just like the bright moonlight outside the window, the clear light spread like water...