"Could it be that it got entangled in aquatic plants or got stuck in the mud?"

"We don't rule out this possibility. Have you sent people to dive underwater to look for it again?"

I glanced across the water.

Uncle Wu San and Old Uncle Gao both had sad faces.

"Thirteen brothers, the terrain of Laoyashan Reservoir is complex, and the deepest part is probably dozens of meters deep.

There are aquatic plants and silt everywhere, and underwater visibility is very low.

Even with professional diving equipment, there are still many dangers when going down.

What's more, we are so poor that the most we can do is row a boat and poke around with bamboo poles.

No matter how valuable your life is, you are afraid of being beaten by someone else."

As he spoke, Old Uncle Gao pointed towards the shore not far away, where two old iron boats were tied to the water.

They usually rely on these two iron boats to clean the water.

"Take me for a walk around the reservoir, maybe you'll find something."

Now that the body is trapped in the reservoir and its whereabouts are unknown, it is unrealistic to expect him to float up on his own.

It's better to go to the reservoir for a walk, maybe you will find something else.

"Now?"

Old Uncle Gao was stunned and glanced into the dark reservoir, feeling a little scared in his heart.

"The Yang energy is too strong during the day. Even if we find the location of the body, he won't be able to follow us."

Uncle Wu hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

"Thirteen, I'll take you down for a walk. Lao Gao, you stay up there."

Old Uncle Gao frowned and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Pull it down quickly! There are aquatic plants everywhere under the water. Even with your skills, you can't move them away after entering the water. Maybe they will be left in there.

Just stay up there and let me go!"

Uncle Wu looked embarrassed. After all, Uncle Gao had worked at Lao Yashan Reservoir for more than ten years, and his experience was not comparable to his.

Not long after, Old Uncle Gao and I boarded a tin boat.

Uncle Gao checked the fuel and then started the engine.

Accompanied by the roar of the engine, the boat sailed slowly towards the reservoir.

Wherever the bow of the boat passes, ripples appear on the water.

There is a searchlight installed on the bow of the ship, which can clearly see the area within a radius of more than ten meters.

If you put it on a normal day, you would go boating in the dead of night.

It also has a somewhat poetic and picturesque meaning.

But now I don't care about admiring the beautiful scenery around me, and keep looking at the water.

Old Uncle Gao was sitting alone on the bow of the boat, humming a little tune to encourage himself.

Not long after the boat entered the center of the reservoir, the strange crying sounds echoed around again.

The water surface is wide and unobstructed, and the specific direction of the sound cannot be heard.

What is certain is that the crying sound is very close to us, as if it is right next to our ears.

"Nephew, do you see something? If we really can't find it, let's go back first!"

Old Uncle Gao took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. His hands were shaking.

"Uncle Gao, is the place where you go to the cage during the day not far from here?"

Old Uncle Gao scanned the surroundings and pointed towards a reed swamp not far away.

"Right next to the reed marsh in front."

"Pull the boat over and have a look. The body may be nearby."

Old Uncle Gao frowned and couldn't help but swallow.

"Impossible! We have searched this reed swamp several times, but there is nothing in it."

Old Uncle Gao said this, but he still cautiously approached the boat.

After the boat stopped, I signaled Uncle Gao to turn off the engine.

As the engine stalled, the ghostly crying stopped again.

But I can confirm that the crying just now came from nearby.

Uncle Gao quickly pulled out a bamboo pole from the boat and pulled it towards the reeds.

But still found nothing.

Just as he said, they have searched this place several times and the body is not here.

I frowned, pulled out a bamboo pole, and stabbed it randomly into the reeds.

"Thirteen, why do you think the body is here?"

Old Uncle Gao asked with a puzzled look on his face.

I frowned and replied.

"I just realized that Laoyashan Reservoir is rich in aquatic products.

Uncle Wu could catch a big silver carp weighing four to five kilograms with just a flick of his rod.

How could you leave the cage here for a day without even a single small fish or shrimp?

Unless there is better food nearby, the fish and shrimp will lose interest in your bait."

Old Uncle Gao's expression suddenly changed, showing a look of shock.

"You mean, you mean the fish and shrimps here are eating carrion?"

"Other than that, I can't think of any other explanation."

Old Uncle Gao and I each had a bamboo pole and kept rummaging through the reeds.

Click...

Suddenly, Uncle Gao's bamboo pole seemed to have hit something hard, and the entire bamboo pole was stuck under the reed marsh.

"Thirteen, I seem to have poked something."

Old Uncle Gao looked at me with a look of surprise on his face.

I quickly went up to help and wanted to pick up the things under the bamboo pole.

It's just that the bamboo pole is very tight.

The two of us worked hard together, and the bamboo poles were bent, but the things under the water remained motionless.

"Uncle Gao, hold on!"

I rubbed my hands and pulled the dragon-binding rope out of the iron box.

With a whooshing sound, the dragon-binding rope flew out into the reed swamp and wrapped around the bamboo pole.

The water surface rippled violently, and I waved my hand towards Old Uncle Gao.

"Uncle Gao, let's sail the boat."

Uncle Gao quickly started the engine, and the bow of the boat jumped several meters into the water.

The dragon-binding rope in my hand was stretched straight, and with a screeching sound, a large piece of reed was pulled up from the water.

The water surface shook violently a few times, and there was a gurgling sound.

But there was no corpse among the pile of rotten reeds, and a shiny silver object was stuck on the top of the bamboo pole.

I frowned and quickly pulled the bamboo pole back.

A silver scale the size of a washbasin was stabbed on the bamboo pole, and there was a faint trace of blood and flesh on the scale.

"Thirteen, what is this?"

I touched the scales in my hand, and an ominous premonition arose in my heart.

The reeds under the moonlight move automatically without wind.

There was a faint white shadow under the water surface that suddenly moved.

"Uncle Gao, please sail back quickly."

Seeing my solemn look, Old Uncle Gao didn't dare to stop, and quickly controlled the boat to turn around and drive towards the embankment.

The boat had just sailed less than a few meters when suddenly there was a gust of cold wind all around.

The originally calm water surface rippled with violent waves.
To be continued...