Yellow River corpse hunter

Chapter 9
I……

I gritted my teeth and started to crawl hard, but it didn't work at all.

The sound of rushing sea water was right next to my ears, and I watched with my own eyes that my legs were submerged bit by bit by the river.

It was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything except myself, and right now my legs were still being swallowed by the sea, but I couldn't do anything about it.

"Let go of me, you heard me and didn't let me go!" I yelled like crazy.

But it was still in vain, as if his legs were embedded in cement, motionless.

A trace of despair welled up in my heart, am I going to die?
I frantically grabbed the beach, scratched the sand on the beach, and tried to let me climb up, but suddenly, there was a sound of a woman crying.

I was so frightened that my hands trembled, and this time I fell completely into the Luohe River. I hurriedly got up with my hands and feet, panting heavily, but in the distance, as expected, there was a big one at a place less than ten meters away from me. The woman in the belly is crying!
I couldn't see her clearly in the dark night, I could only see her sitting on the beach with a big belly, and her legs were constantly washed by the icy river, but he didn't care at all, just crying on the spot.

I was so frightened that I couldn't speak at this time, a name suddenly came to my mind!
Qian Fangfang!
Could this be her?
I trembled and stood up, and found that I was fine, but there was no room for me to think about it, so I walked over.

Sure enough, the woman in front of me was Qian Fangfang, but at this moment her little face was pale, I don't know why I remembered Qian Fangfang's white corpse when I retrieved it before, and my stomach was churning for a while.

I took two steps back suddenly, with a creak, I didn't know what to step on, and there was a sound.

Qian Fangfang, who was crying, stopped abruptly, and suddenly turned her head mechanically to the right, her whole face was bloodless, and she stared at me blankly.

I shivered in fright, and then ran back without looking back.

There was a sound of treading water behind me, and I felt like a death talisman when I heard it, but when I dared to look back, I found that Qian Fangfang was actually running towards me.

I Nima?
There was a burst of pain in my heart, wishing that the one with three legs would start running wildly.

The sound of slapping, slapping, still kept appearing in my ears. This time, I didn't dare to look back anymore, and started to run forward with my head down, no matter what.

The pungent smell of blood almost made me unable to open my eyes. Before I had taken two steps, I suddenly discovered by the moonlight that standing in front of me was a small person standing a few tens of centimeters, with small hands and feet, and most of his body was covered It was gloomy in the shadows, but the strong smell of blood made me realize instantly, could this be that devil.

I feel like I'm going crazy.

This mother and son, if you want to tell me the truth, why do you torture me.

I gritted my teeth. When people are in extreme fear, sometimes they don't care about anything. I turned my head directly, planning to have a good time with this Qian Fangfang, and the worst would be death.

But when he turned around, there was no one behind him quietly, and Qian Fangfang just disappeared out of thin air.

I looked dazed, but a gust of cold wind suddenly came from behind, which made my whole body stiff, and I suddenly turned my head.

Qian Fangfang, who was pale, stood in front of me. She opened her mouth, and a strong smell of blood came out instantly, and a cloud of black blood kept flowing down her mouth.

"Ah!" I yelled in fright.

With a plop, there was an intimate contact between the forehead and the brick floor.

At this time, I didn't care about the pain anymore, I got up suddenly, and looked around in shock.

I found myself in my own yard, and when the cold wind blew, I felt chilly on my forehead, and my body was covered in cold sweat.

It was as if Luohe and Qian Fangfang didn't exist just now, they were all hallucinations.

I wiped the cold sweat off my brow, stood up slowly while holding onto the door frame, my legs were still weak for a while, and I still had lingering fears about what happened just now.

But looking around at the pitch-black yard, even feeling the dry clothes on his body, it was obvious that he had never left here.

"It seems that everything is a dream?" I murmured to comfort myself

At this moment, a sighing sound suddenly came from my ear, which was unusually clear, as if there was suddenly an extra person beside me.

I turned my head wildly and started yelling, "Who, where is who?"

There was a puff of white smoke, and the second uncle turned his head silently, smoking his pipe, and looked at me reproachfully: "It's three o'clock in the morning, what are you yelling about?"

"Second uncle?" I frown.

It turned out that I was sensitive.

"Nonsense, what am I? Be quiet, look at your sweaty face and pale face, what's wrong, are you having a nightmare?" The second uncle waved his hand to signal me to come over.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and sat on the stool in front of the second uncle, who poured me a glass of water.

I took it tremblingly, but I found that the second uncle's face was also abnormally pale, just like Qian Fangfang just now.

There was a thud in my heart.

"Second uncle, why is your face so pale?" I glanced warily.

The second uncle sighed, took a puff of cigarette and said, "I had a nightmare. I suddenly fell into the Luo River and couldn't get out. Then I met that girl Qian Fangfang. Maybe I went to the cemetery to help you during the day." Grandpa watched too much when he was transporting corpses!"

what?
In an instant, my head buzzed.

The hand holding the teacup was a little stiff.

The second uncle lowered his head at this time, and continued to speak, but he didn't notice my expression.

"Oh, I have collected too many corpses, and now my spirit is sensitive. When I was young, I was courageous, but now I am old and I have begun to believe in these gods and ghosts! Do you mean Yangyang? Wait a minute, Yangyang, why do you look so pale? Something's wrong? Yangyang!"

The second uncle called me several times before I responded.

But my face is very ugly now, I looked at the second uncle and asked silently: "Second uncle, do you have a ghost handprint on your wrist!"

"what!"

The second uncle's hand holding the cigarette pipe trembled suddenly, and then stared at me with wide eyes.

I slowly raised my sleeves, revealing a huge black spot.

"I have them too, not only me, the village head's daughter-in-law who was hanged, but also those who had accidents in the cemetery, and those who died, they all have them!" I said expressionlessly.

I really couldn't hold it in any longer, this ghost handprint was like a talisman, reminding me all the time that you were about to die, so when the second uncle said these words, I collapsed.

But I didn't expect myself to be so calm.

(End of this chapter)