Corpse collector Jiang holds the pipe and pot, waiting for the water ghost Blackhead to join us.
Because he had nothing to do, Jiang Zhijiang smoked a cigarette and looked at the gloomy river.
He told us about the taboos and rituals in this river.
Lao Mo and I listened very carefully.
However, when we heard the last two sentences.
But there was a "thump" in my heart.
The souls of the dead in this water will actively look for people with weak destiny to be their substitutes.
What is a weak destiny?
He is the kind of person who is born with a short life and is prone to die young.
Obviously, that's me.
I was born with a bad destiny to attract ghosts. If Qingdai had not made an appointment with me in my previous life, she would protect me for twenty years.
Later, it was not because Master taught me Taoism and used Gui Shou’s money to lend me longevity palm lamp oil.
I died so early.
If you follow what Jiang Zhizhi said.
Then wouldn’t the dead souls in the river come to me on their own initiative?
I was thinking to myself.
Lao Mo, on the other hand, was attracted by the sentence behind Jiang Zhizhi.
The black fish swimming and surging under the river are the souls of drowned souls?
Lao Mo looked at the river.
The surface of the river is calm, but if you look carefully.
But it can be found under the light of the white lantern.
There are strips of black fish swimming around below.
However, these are not real fish, but drowned ghosts that have accumulated in the water for many years.
It is impossible for these drowned ghosts to leave the water when no one is doing the dojo.
Only by finding the next substitute can we leave the river and reincarnate again.
When Lao Mo saw this, he was a little surprised and said:
"Master Jiang, this is too scary!
There are so many snakehead fish swimming in the river.
Doesn't this mean that there are many drowned ghosts around our ship?"
Jiang Zhijiang has lived in the river for decades and has already become accustomed to it.
Didn't even take a look,
Leaning against the side of the boat, he knocked on the pipe pot:
"Isn't this normal?
We are all living beings.
Some of those drowned ghosts may have been in the water for dozens or even hundreds of years.
Everyone wants to be reincarnated.
Naturally, they want to find a living person to support them.
The popularity we exude will naturally attract them."
Corpse Collection Jiang spoke calmly.
After hearing this, Lao Mo swallowed, and then continued:
"Master Jiang, if you say so, doesn't it mean that as long as a living person falls into the river, there will be no way to save him?"
Jiang Zhijiang smiled:
"If you want to find a substitute, how can it be so easy?
Don't think too much about how powerful these drowned ghosts are.
The fate is hard and the Yang Fire is heavy.
Even if you fall into the water, these evil spirits will not be able to enter your body.
I'm afraid that people with weak fortunes and low Yang and Fire will fall into the water.
Especially this night.
If you really fall down and be haunted by hundreds of ghosts, it will be difficult to get back ashore."
Jiang Zhizhi continued to explain.
Lao Mo finally understood:
"Oh, isn't this different from the shore?
People with weak yang fire can easily attract ghosts when walking at night, that's the truth!"
Jiang Zhizhi took a puff of cigarette and continued:
"How can the ghosts on the road compare to the ghosts in the river?
On the road, you can shout, run, or jump.
But when I got into this water, I couldn't shout, run, or swim.
Without help from outsiders, once trapped, it is basically lifeless.
Just last month, a customer who was dining at the Pier Fish Shop fell into the river.
I picked it up.
I heard that there was a good swimmer in front of that man.
I drove that night and didn't drink.
But in a small area as shallow as the pier, where there was no turbulence, he drowned.
Obviously, he was killed by the evil spirits in the river."
Zhizhi Jiang and Lao Mo exchanged words with each other.
And the more I listened, the more frightened I became.
If I follow what the corpse collector said, would it be dangerous for me to go into the water?
After all, the fate is weak and all horoscopes are Yin.
This is a fact and I can't change it.
So, I said to the corpse collector:
"Master Jiang, what will happen if a person with all Yin characters gets on the water?"
When Zhizhi Jiang heard what I said, his body froze for a moment.
Then he looked up at me with a strange expression.
When Lao Mo heard my question, his eyes widened and he looked at the corpse collector.
I am Yin Ming, and Lao Mo also knows it.
After collecting the corpse Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then continued:
"If someone like Ba Zi Quan Yin, who attracts yin, gets on board, it might not be a big problem during the day.
But it would be dangerous at night.
The fate of such a person, in the eyes of Yin Sui in the river, is Tang Monk's flesh.
As long as you dare to touch the water, you will basically risk your life in the river..."
"Ah! Is it so serious?"
Lao Mo said in surprise.
I also frowned, showing a hint of worry.
I never thought that with my life, I would avoid water.
Could it be that the human hands I saw stretching out the mud at the bottom of the river during the day were the souls of the dead?
I was thinking to myself.
Jiang, the corpse collector, glanced at Old Mo:
"Boy Mo, why are you so surprised?"
Lao Mo didn't speak.
I showed a wry smile:
"Master Jiang, I'll tell you the truth.
I am the one with all the Yin in my horoscope."
As soon as he said this, Jiang Zhijiang, who was smoking, suddenly choked on a puff of cigarette.
"Ahem, cough, cough, tell me, what did you say? You, are you born with a Yin destiny?"
The zombie collector looked at me with a strange expression.
I nodded with a wry smile.
In our industry, we can't talk nonsense about fate and horoscopes.
But the reason why I am alive today is because the corpse collecting ginger saved my life.
Now, we still need the help of Corpse Collection Jiang.
In addition, Jiang Zhijiang said that people with bad fate are very dangerous on the river.
If I don't speak out, it will cause some unwarranted dangers, which will harm everyone.
Speaking of which, Zhizhijiang might even have a plan to deal with it.
The corpse collector also gasped after seeing me nodding.
His eyes looked at me with surprise.
But she didn't wait for him to speak.
Many small bubbles suddenly appeared on the surrounding river surface.
"Gudong, Gudong..."
The sound was very small, but on this silent river, it seemed very clear.
Lao Mo discovered the situation immediately.
Surprised:
"Holy shit, what's going on? Why are there so many blisters around?"
Jiang Zhijiang and I also looked towards the river.
White lanterns can shine only a limited distance.
However, within sight range.
You can see a blister the size of a human head, appearing continuously and then bursting.
And they are becoming more and more numerous and dense.
Other than that, we just rely on our naked eyes.
You can already see black shadows swimming around under the river surface...