Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 82: Cannibal Lake

The corpse-harvesting man is a tall man with a tendon,

Age not over 25 years old,

Facing the words of the sick and weak man, he heard the smell of gunpowder as soon as he spoke: "I thought the E-Linker had already died and had starved to death on the streets."

The implication is that people who are now mourning, and they only find mortalists if they want to find them. In ancient times, the e-mails had already been unemployed and starved to death.

The sick and weak man did not get angry on his face and said calmly: "You corpse-catching people have not only the flesh of their bodies, but also their mouths are as bad as meat."

This sentence seemed to have committed some taboo, which immediately stimulated the corpse fisherman. He saw a cold light in his eyes, and seemed to have a faint murderous intent.

The corpse-fishing man was called one of the major evil professions by the ancients, and it was not without reason... Seeing that the corpse-fishing man and the wire-fixing master were about to break out, suddenly, a heartbroken woman cried outside the village.

Several villagers were seeing a middle-aged woman helping her back to the village. The middle-aged woman was already crying and hoarse.

Other villagers hurriedly asked about the situation.

It turned out that the middle-aged woman who was crying sadly was named Lin Cuifeng.

Lin Cuifeng and her husband have two sons. Today, the youngest son drove a few goats to herd sheep by Longtou Lake. But for some reason, one of them accidentally fell into Longtou Lake. Lin Cuifeng's youngest son accidentally fell into the water in order to save the young lamb.

At this time, a villager passed by and hurriedly went to the lake to save people, but neither of them came ashore.

A third person immediately went to the lake to save people, but not only did they not rescue them, all three of them drowned in the lake.

Today, Longtou Lake is full of evil, and as many people die as they go down, Lin Cuifeng, who heard his youngest son drowned, rushed to Longtou Lake in grief. If it weren't for being held tightly by other villagers, Lin Cuifeng would have jumped to the lake to save people.

When the villagers heard that Longtou Lake swallowed three lives at once, they were afraid of talking about the lake. They all rumored that there was a water ghost in the lake looking for someone to be a scapegoat and wanted to reincarnate.

"The two families have suffered a heavy blow." The rich man sighed.

Fang Zheng also felt unbearable.

"Fang Fang, what did you think of this corpse-catching man? He suddenly made his business in Longtou Lake Village, and he also pointed out that he could go to Longtou Lake to catch corpse. Did he know something in advance?" The rich man Dong lowered his voice and said quietly to Fang Zheng.

What the rich man could think of was naturally the other villagers, and immediately some villagers came to the corpse fisherman. As a result, no matter how hard the villagers talked about it, the corpse fisherman said ten thousand yuan a corpse, and he would never bargain.

The villagers were angry that even the family that rented the house to the corpse fisherman had to drive out the house and stopped renting the house. Just when the corpse fisherman was attacked by the villagers, the most unexpected person suddenly stood up and took the initiative to rescue the corpse fisherman.

It was actually a wireline guru, the sick and weak man.

"He offered 10,000 yuan, which was not expensive at all. The corpse fisherman I met when asked for a price outside, at least 200,000 to 300,000 yuan. The corpse fisherman was on the dark road, and he did have the ability to go to the lake to salvage the corpse."

After a while of noisy, he finally asked the corpse to take action for ten thousand yuan at a price of one corpse.

The corpse-snatcher promised to catch the corpse at night because he could only recover the corpse at night.

Fang Zheng was surprised.

Longtou Lake at night is even more weird and terrifying than during the day...

"This person is not a liar or has a brain in his mind, so how can he pick up corpses specifically at night? Of course, it is more suitable for salvage of corpses during the day, right? "The rich man Dong couldn't help but mutter to Fang Zheng.

"Maybe it was his price of 10,000 yuan. He had any ancestral skills. I was afraid that someone would learn it." Fang Zheng replied casually while thinking.

The rich man Dong was a little dissatisfied: "It's just that there is no large technical content to salvage corpses. What kind of ancestral skills can you have? Can you recite a spell and the corpses drowned in the water take the initiative to walk out of the lake by themselves?"

The rich man Dong reminded Fang Zheng that the online master mentioned a sentence at that time... The corpse-hunting man took the yin road. Could it be that the ferry of the kayaker last night was all relying on the yin road to walk at night?

This matter soon spread in the village. Every household began to discuss the matter in the spare time after dinner and busy farming and spring plowing. The villagers all decided unanimously to follow them together to see if it was true or false.

If a liar comes, he will be directly knocked out of the village.

The rich man Dong was very curious and made suggestions to Fang Zheng. At that time, he would come with him to see the fun together at night.

At night, the star of the stars will always be the first to appear.

Today, Longtou Lake is particularly lively, with a large number of villagers coming here to see with their own eyes why the corpse-fishing person has to stay until night to salvage the corpse.

Even Fang Zheng and the rich man are here.

The other members of the crew, with surprise and curiosity, also appeared on the shore of the lake, looking at the dark lake under the night.

At night, thick fog rose again in Longtou Lake, covering the entire lake with a strange and mysterious veil, as if it had become another world of silence in fog.

It's like...a lifeless cemetery.

As the last sunset disappeared, the sky was completely dark, and villagers had already prepared a wooden boat on the shore of the lake. The corpse fisherman boarded the boat without saying a word. Each person and a boat gradually blurred on the lake surface and disappeared into the thick fog.

On the shore, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and waited for the result nervously.

Time passed by, twenty minutes, half an hour... the corpse fisherman never returned. Gradually, the villagers lost patience. Even Lin Cuifeng's family, another relative of the deceased who drowned for saving people, had given up their hopes.

"It turns out that I encountered a liar..." Before the villagers could finish their words, suddenly, a dark blurred shadow gradually appeared in the thick fog on the lake.

It was the corpse fisherman.

He is back safely.

At the same time, there were three large bodies that were soaked in water and swollen, and two large bodies on the ship were carried.

As soon as the boat landed, the family members of the deceased immediately rushed to the body and burst into tears. Everyone around them also sighed and sad.

At this time, the corpse-sucking man, who was wet all over, sat directly on the small wooden boat and said, "In addition to salvaging the corpse, you can also help people cross the lake at night."

Are you planning not to leave and waiting for the business to come?

Fang Zheng was a little surprised and couldn't help but look at the corpse-harvesting man with a different look.

Last night, the ghost kayaker needed to use the soul-guiding lamp to pass through Longtou Lake safely.

But the corpse fisherman in front of him not only did not need a soul-attracting lamp, but even went into the water personally and dared to salvage three corpses from the bottom of the lake...

Thinking of this, I thought of the fact that there was an equally mysterious wireline master in the village, Fang Zheng's eyebrows and the muscles of the eyebrows jumped.

But that's not the key.

The key is, is this taxi meeting Didi?

Meituan meets Ele.me?

The corpse-hunter robbed the business and grabbed the territories of the kayaker?

/

(Today 2 updates, it was earlier than yesterday. Isn't it a surprise? Is it a surprise? QAQ...)
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next