Looking at this shocking scene, I remembered what my friend had told me. On the first and fifteenth day of each month, corpses would come to the Yellow Spring River. At that time, I had thought that it was just a random, nameless corpse, so I didn't pay much attention to it.
However, after seeing this scene, I finally understood why my friend had said that no one in the village had ever swum in this river, and why they called this river the Yellow Spring.
The corpses were lined up in a straight line, silently drifting forward. Under the bright sky, I couldn't see the end of the line!
How many corpses did they have to have such an effect?
My heart skipped a beat. If there were only corpses, it wouldn't be a problem. However, if they were all like the previous corpse, there would be a large number of ghosts waiting for us.
Although those dried corpses didn't have any clothes on, and I couldn't tell which era they were from, they were at least several hundred years old.
Ghosts that had been bred for several hundred years couldn't be underestimated. Moreover, there was a large number of them.
Not only did my face turn grim, but the fatty and Zhao Yongkun also had the same expression.
With Zhao Yongkun's hand seal, he could deal with one or two ordinary ghosts at the same time, no matter how strong they were. However, the number of corpses in front of us seemed endless. If even one-tenth of the corpses we saw turned into ghosts, we wouldn't be able to deal with them.
Moreover, the number of corpses kept appearing. Who knew how many more we hadn't seen?
If we couldn't deal with them, we would have to summon Tong.
To Tong, as long as the other ghosts didn't turn into Yin spirits and become Yin Gods, the number didn't matter.
After the corpses lined up in a straight line and floated past us, people gradually got used to it. They recovered from the shock and started to guess the origin of these corpses.
Chief Liu called us together. He didn't talk about the large number of corpses in front of us. "Do you want to take a detour?"
Tang Mingyang and Fan Zhichao agreed, but Zhao Yongkun and I didn't agree with this suggestion.
Although we knew how dangerous those corpses were, we were metaphysicians. We had seen this strange situation before, so we had to investigate it.
If we didn't do anything because of the danger, how could we improve our metaphysicians' realm?
Seeing that we weren't enthusiastic, President Liu felt a little awkward.
Although he wasn't a metaphysician, he clearly felt the danger. If he didn't make a prompt decision now, who knew what would happen after dark.
However, he had to consider my and Zhao Yongkun's face.
Just as he was hesitating, Fatty suddenly said, "I remember when the father and son left today, the young man seemed to have something to say, but he was interrupted by his father."
"Huh?" President Liu frowned and turned to ask him, "What do you mean?"
The fat man smiled and said, "That father and son pair look like herb farmers. Obviously, they gather herbs for a living.
Rare herbs usually grow in the mountains. Today, the father and son were carrying empty baskets. Obviously, they were going into the mountains to pick herbs. But after meeting us, they went back in the direction they came from. Don't you think it's a little strange? "
Zhao Yongkun also reacted, "You mean, the father and son know the way to cross the river?"
Fatty nodded, "Although this place is already deserted, it only took us one morning to get here from the scenic area. For herb gatherers, this place is far from being deep in the mountains, and it's even more impossible for them to pick good herbs.
Combining all the circumstances, the father and son pair definitely know the way to cross the river. "
President Liu thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, since they know the way to cross the river, let's invite them over!
Fan Zhichao! "
President Liu called Fan Zhichao over and gave him some instructions. Then, Fan Zhichao brought four to five people with him and hurriedly headed in the direction of the village downstream according to the map.
As for the rest of us, we stayed by the riverbank to rest.
However, because the large number of corpses in the river looked too scary, we retreated a few hundred meters away from the riverbank in the end.
About two hours later, when we finished dinner in the evening, Fan Zhichao came back with his people. Together with him was the father and son pair who looked like they were in tears.
Judging from their efficiency, Fan Zhichao must have found them and kidnapped them without saying a word.
President Liu tried to talk to them in a friendly manner, implying that we must cross the river and that we needed their help.
The young man seemed a little scared and didn't talk much. His father kept shaking his head, saying that Grandpa Mountain God wanted to punish them.
In the end, President Liu couldn't stand it anymore. He directly took out fifty thousand renminbi and said that it was their reward and their last condition. If they didn't accept the toast, they would have to drink the forfeit.
The old man didn't seem to be moved. However, before he could say anything, the young man agreed. "Okay, I'll take you across the river!"
At first, we had only guessed that they had a way to cross the river. But now that it was confirmed, they couldn't refuse.
The old man looked at his son with a sorrowful face. In the end, he could only nod reluctantly.
At this moment, the negative emotions caused by the floating corpses in the river were finally relieved.
We heaved a sigh of relief. The father and his son also introduced themselves. Their surnames were Zheng, so we called them Old Zheng and Little Zheng.
After agreeing to take us across the river, Old Zheng told us how to do it. "Tonight, at midnight, a path will appear on the river. I know the location, and I'll take you there."
A path will appear on the river?
It sounded a little strange. Instinctively, we didn't believe it. However, when we asked Old Zheng, he didn't want to tell us. "When the time comes, we'll know if we follow him there."
"Don't be afraid."
Tang Mingyang and the others laughed. "If he's not afraid of the floating corpses on the river, why would he be afraid of anything else?"
Old Zheng said slowly, "That bridge is more dangerous than those corpses."
Tang Mingyang smirked to show that he didn't believe him. The others also laughed and didn't put Old Zheng's words in their eyes.
It was time for dinner. We used the supplies we had brought and ate to fill our stomachs. Then, we started to pack up and prepare to leave.
Before we left, Old Zheng went to find Mr. Liu. "Tonight, I'll take you across the river. Can I let my son, Little Zheng, go back to the village first?"
Mr. Liu smiled and called Little Zheng. He took out fifty thousand renminbi and said, "If you go alone, you can take one person's money. If you go with two people, you can take two people's money."
As soon as he said that, Little Zheng said, "I can go with you."
Old Zheng sighed begrudgingly and didn't mention it again.
After packing up, around 11: 00 PM, Old Zheng took us to the upper reaches of the Yellow Spring River.
Since we were walking along the river bank, the full moon shone brightly on the river. We could see a row of floating corpses clearly in the dim light of the night. The surroundings were gloomy and gloomy.
However, after looking at it for a long time, my heart gradually became numb.
We were moving in the opposite direction of the floating corpses. However, our team was in a straight line, which looked similar to the line of corpses.
I glanced at my team and then at the line of corpses on the river. I felt as if life and death were blending together.
Soon after, Old Zheng and his son, who were walking at the front of the team, stopped and signaled to me that we had arrived.
I lifted my head to look at the river and couldn't help but take in a deep breath.
The river in front of us was also full of corpses. However, they weren't in a straight line like the ones downstream. Many corpses were piled up horizontally, covering the entire river!
Moreover, these corpses were not crawling in the water. Instead, they were lying on their backs. On their skull-like heads, black mouths were wide open, staring straight at the moon in the sky, as if they were trying to absorb the moonlight.
The moonlight shone on the two eye sockets, giving these mummies a pair of moon-white eyes. It looked strange and terrifying.
The bridge that Old Zheng was talking about was actually the floating corpse bridge made of a pile of corpses!
Looking at the numerous corpses under the moonlight, I recalled the Death Scripture's saying that zombies were born by swallowing the moonlight. My heart felt numb.