Ninety Thousand Miles Across the Weird World

Chapter 243 Haizi Lake, the corpse hunter

Laiwang suddenly realized that it had never understood that Mr. He was much better than Jun Li, and why he was willing to accept Jun Li as the master. This was the reason.

"This thick golden thigh, I hold it firmly."

Laiwang was bewildered in his heart, and suddenly, he jumped up to Li Jun's feet, bit Li Jun's trouser leg lightly, and grinned: "My lord, keep watching, I won't disturb you."

Li Jun: "..."

Li Jun didn't bother to care about these two bastards, he directly clicked on Zhenzhen's profile picture, and sent a message: "Master Zhenzhen, I am your fan, can I chat with you about food, I like fish very much. "

Li Jun checked the content, fearing that Zhenzhen would ignore him, he simply downloaded a profile picture of a beautiful woman from the Internet and renamed it, Sad Butterfly.

A very cheesy female net name.

"He San, let's go back to the city tomorrow, you pack your things." Seeing that it was getting late, Li Jun was just about to take a bath and go to bed, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the female ghost hanging from the peach tree outside the courtyard.

The female ghost was still hanging on the tree, without a target, her eyes were empty, staring straight ahead.

The figure has recovered slightly compared to the day, and the body is no longer dripping oil. During recovery, it will be the same as last night in a few hours.

"No, she recovers very quickly."

Although the female ghost's figure has not returned to the size of last night, the color of the cheongsam is a little more vivid than last night. Although the difference is very subtle, Li Jun still noticed it.

After a long time, she will definitely get out of trouble.

"It seems that the female ghost must be dealt with before leaving, otherwise the Gao family will be in danger."

Li Jun never doubted the female ghost's malice. Yesterday, when she stared at Gao Gao, her fingernails kept digging.

"Ghost, revived."

Li Jun sighed, pushed open the window, and let the cold wind blow on his face: "Now the supernatural events are still in the stage of sporadic occurrence, and the strength of the recovered ghosts is not strong. After this stage, it will be the stage of the explosion of supernatural events."

"Is it related to the crack?"

"If I seal the crack, can I avoid the outbreak of supernatural events and save the fate of mankind?"

Li Jun was lost in thought.

"I am the king."

"You are so stupid, let's play the small card first, and you will play the king bomb as soon as it comes up. Laiwang, you are mentally retarded." He San jumped anxiously.

"Laiwang, you continue to come out." Zhang Xiyu is the landlord, it said happily.

"Ha, I play Xiao Wang, I play Pair A, I play Bomb, you can't control it?" Laiwang played all the big cards in his hand in one breath, leaving a bunch of small cards.

"Mentally retarded, mentally retarded, I won't play with you anymore." He Sanyi lost the cards, turned on his phone, logged into a mobile game called A Chinese Ghost Story, and manipulated the game account: "Come on, come on , hug bear, Master He will take you to level up."

He San likes modern society very much. He quickly learned to play games and became a severe Internet addict. He San is very smart, but within a few days, his game account was upgraded to level 30.

Uh, although he is still a rookie, he also met a female player who is even more rookie than him, Hug Hug Bear.

As long as He San has nothing to do, he spends time on the Internet, takes a cuddling bear to upgrade together, and engages in Turabo-style spiritual love.

Li Jun opened one eye and closed the other.

……

My name is Wang Zhenxie, and I am a professional corpse hunter.

I am a native of Nanhai City. According to my grandfather, Nanhai City was just a fishing village before liberation. It is located on the south side of Haizi Lake.

Haizi Lake actually has another name in my grandfather's mouth, Corpse Lake.

Why is it called Corpse Lake?

Grandpa said, I don't know when and how many times there have been floating corpses in Haizi Lake, and hundreds of floating corpses appear every year.

While fishing, the villagers also took up the profession of scavengers. Our family is a leader in this line of work, and we are very good at scooping up corpses.

Fishing for corpses, an industry that eats the dead.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no food to eat, no one would be willing to do this kind of bad luck to make a living, and the government would give money to the unowned corpses caught.

Some corpses still wear precious jewelry and money, and the corpse hunters will steal it secretly, which can be regarded as a small fortune.

There are many taboos in the business of picking up corpses since ancient times. My grandfather told me many industry taboos and ghost stories since I was a child. I have been interested in these since I was a child.

After liberation, there were diesel boats and modern corpse-hunting tools, and the efficiency of corpse-hunting was greatly improved. Many corpse-hunters lost their jobs, and only a dozen or so companies were still working. Our Wang family is one of them.

Wang Zhenxie is the name my grandfather gave me.

He wants me to rely on my name to suppress evil spirits and live a peaceful life.

Grandpa told me that Haizi Lake is evil, and the number of floating corpses will never decrease. Unfortunately, modern people don’t believe it. According to their science, there is an undercurrent under Haizi Lake, and most of the floating corpses came from other rivers and lakes through the undercurrent.

Some, too, were suicidal.

But Grandpa said no, there are many lakes with undercurrents in the world, how come there is no such situation?

Haizi Lake is evil.

It is deep and bottomless, and the bottom is covered with moss. After bathing in water, it has been infiltrated by corpse gas for many years, and the bottom of the lake is so deep that the evil spirit cannot come out.

In broad daylight, when people stand by the lake, they are prone to fantasies. If they happen to have negative emotions, the lake water can easily magnify negative emotions, and people will commit suicide if they can't think about it.

Therefore, my grandfather warned me not to think of negative things when picking up corpses, as it is easy to find evil spirits, and I strictly abide by it.

After my grandfather died, my father didn't want to inherit this business. I inherited it. My father persuaded me several times, but I didn't want to change my career.

Compared with other industries, this industry is very mysterious. Every time I chat with my friends, I am the protagonist. Everyone is curious and awed by me.

What's more, the money is really earned.

Every time a corpse is fished out, in addition to the official rewards, there are also red envelopes from the family members of the corpse, which counts as a lot of money.

Sometimes I can also buy some gold and silver jewelry, wallets, etc., which are also income, but since liberation, it is a society ruled by law, and we don't have many opportunities to do such unconscionable things.

It was a sunny day.

I looked for it on the lake with a telescope, and in the distance, I saw a mass of dark things.

"Corpse?"

Occupational sensitivity, I noticed the abnormality of this dark mass, hurriedly called a few colleagues, took the corpse hook, and set off in a diesel boat.

The lake is vast and vast, and I couldn't tell the direction and distance. It took me a long time to drive to the destination. When I saw it, it wasn't a dead body.

It's a coffin.

"Hey, look quickly, the wood of the coffin is very special, unlike ordinary wood, Brother Zhen, can you see the way out?"

"Come closer to the boat, I'll take a closer look."

The companion nodded, drove the boat to the side of the coffin, and floated up and down with the current, my mind exploded suddenly.

The color and texture of the coffin was moving, black and yellow with a touch of green, and when you smell it carefully, it exudes a faint fragrance.

(End of this chapter)