Li Zheng nodded in greeting, "Hello, Secretary Wang. On the way here, I observed a strange phenomenon of dragons absorbing water. What is going on?"
Secretary Wang looked bitter, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, this phenomenon happened so suddenly that people were caught off guard. Moreover, not only did a dragon appear to suck water, but a huge backwater pool also formed in the river. One of our team members was working underwater. , preparing to fix the ancient coffin for salvage, but such an accident occurred.”
Li Zheng asked with concern: "How is that team member?"
Secretary Wang replied sadly: "He has unfortunately died."
"What?" Li Zheng looked at Secretary Wang in shock, thinking how could salvaging a coffin lead to death? This is too careless!
"Didn't you conduct a rescue? There is a boat here, so it shouldn't be difficult to organize a rescue, right?" Li Zheng asked in confusion.
Secretary Wang smiled bitterly, thinking that Director Li really thought too simply. He explained: "You don't know something. The fishermen on the river are scared out of their wits. No matter how we try to persuade them, they are unwilling to go out for rescue. In addition, there is a Mr. Yin Yang here, and the nearby villagers have no doubts about him." . Now even if the backwater has disappeared, no one is willing to go into the water to retrieve the body.”
He shook his head helplessly, "There is really nothing we can do. No one is even willing to salvage the bodies now."
Li Zheng frowned and asked in confusion: "How could this happen? There are so many fishing boats here, isn't there anyone willing to salvage the bodies?"
After a short pause, he continued: "You can consider giving me some reward!"
Secretary Wang sighed, pointed to Zhang Hao not far away and said: "It all starts with that person. According to the locals, he is Mr. Yin and Yang, claiming that there are corpses in the water, so no one wants to We went into the water to retrieve the body. We asked this young man for help when he was still alive, but he was determined not to save him.”
Li Zheng frowned and turned his gaze to Zhang Hao in the distance. There is little communication between the provincial branches of the Ministry of National Security. Unlike the Seventh Branch of the Ministry of National Security, the people in the Second Branch have never heard of Mr. Yin Yang. Therefore, Li Zheng looked at Zhang Hao a few more times, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Although it is morally unjustifiable to refuse to save someone, it does not constitute a violation of the law. So now that the person is dead, we can always salvage the body, right? ”
Secretary Wang looked at Li Zheng with an expression on his face and said hesitantly: "Well... our people just had some conflicts with them. I don't know if this gentleman is still willing to help us recover the body. Oh, forget it, I still Go there in person. The surrounding villagers are reluctant to leave the boat for fear of getting into trouble. Only he may be able to help.”
After speaking, Secretary Wang nodded to Li Zheng and then walked towards Zhang Hao. In fact, he didn't want to go to Zhang Hao, but he had no choice at the moment. They can't let their team members lie in the river forever. Or find the provincial rescue team, but with so many people watching now, if there is any commotion, it will have a bad impact on their archaeological team. The current public pressure is no joke.
Secretary Wang walked up to Zhang Hao, forced a smile and tried to communicate: "Hello, Mr. Yin Yang. I am Secretary Wang from the archaeological team. Our people were a little impulsive just now, and I am deeply sorry for that. You understand the situation, I won’t say much. We still hope you can help us salvage the body. No one is willing to help us now. We can discuss the cost after all."
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He stretched out five fingers and asked tentatively: "How about this number?"
Fatty Wang couldn't help laughing: "Five thousand again? Do you want to scold you? I've already scolded you once."
Secretary Wang quickly waved his hand and explained: "No, no, no, not five thousand, but fifty thousand! I know both of you are not short of money. This amount is just to express our sincerity and ease the relationship. I hope you two can understand our difficulties. Although We are from the Kyoto Archaeological Team, but the expenses need to be audited. If the amount is too large, the financial audit may raise questions, and it may even be said that we have reported false accounts. And now that the situation is calm, you will not be as dangerous as before. Just come along and help us recover the body.”
This time, Fatty Wang did not refute. He just felt that fifty thousand yuan was barely acceptable, but he could not make the decision alone. After all, in his previous bamboo raft experience, he had witnessed the existence of corpse evil with his own eyes, and the situation underwater was still unknown, and the potential risks could not be ignored.
Zhang Hao glanced at Secretary Wang and felt that he seemed more sincere than the previous ones, so he nodded slightly. It's not that he doesn't do business, it's just that the situation just now was special. That person was destined to suffer such a disaster, and he couldn't save him. But what we are talking about now is retrieving corpses, which falls within his professional scope.
"I can do the fishing," Zhang Hao said calmly.
When Secretary Wang heard this, his face suddenly showed a look of joy. He didn't expect that things would go so smoothly. It seems that Mr. Yin-Yang is not as difficult to communicate with as rumored outside.
However, Zhang Hao's next words stunned Secretary Wang. "But the price has to be increased," he said calmly, "I will only go out to fish for corpses if it costs one hundred thousand. If it doesn't work, forget it."
Secretary Wang looked at him in surprise, unable to react. "This price..."
"There may be more than one corpse recovered this time," Zhang Hao explained. "I saw a corpse in the center of Huishuituo on the river, wearing the clothes of your archaeological team. The other corpse was also haunted by an innocent spirit, so the price Can’t be lower.”
Although Secretary Wang was a little unhappy in his heart, he still maintained a smile on the surface, "Well... Mr. Yin and Yang, one hundred thousand yuan is indeed not a small amount..." "This is your business," Zhang Hao interrupted him, "I have I gave my price." He shook his head with a smile, "And if you don't make a decision soon, the price may go up."
The archaeological team members nearby began to whisper, expressing dissatisfaction with Zhang Hao's price hike. However, Zhang Hao seemed not to hear it and stood calmly.
"One hundred and fifty thousand," he said suddenly. This price made the surrounding archaeological team members even angrier. Secretary Wang hurriedly waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, for fear that the price would rise again.
"Okay, okay, just one hundred thousand," Secretary Wang said quickly, "Mr. Yin Yang, please help us find people first, and I will collect the money." He glared at the archaeological team members and signaled them not to cause any more trouble.
Zhang Hao stood up, patted the dust on his pants, and smiled at Fatty Wang, "Fatboy, do you understand? Some people will think you are easy to bully if you don't show your edge. From now on, you can do business by yourself. Remember, you must have principles.”
Fatty Wang glanced at the archaeological team members with dissatisfaction and nodded solemnly, "I understand, master!" He was deeply impressed by Zhang Hao's teachings. The two walked to the river, untied the bamboo raft, and prepared to start the work of recovering the corpse.
This time, before Zhang Hao could say anything, Fatty Wang volunteered to step onto the bamboo raft. He was determined to seize this opportunity for Zhang Hao to retrieve the corpse. Even though he was a little scared, and even though he had seen the horror of the corpse in the river before, he would never back down.
Handing the bamboo pole to Zhang Hao's hand, Fatty Wang said with a smile: "Haha, it's a pity that I can't drive this bamboo raft yet. If I could, how could I bother you?" Zhang Hao took the bamboo pole and smiled calmly: "It doesn't matter, you can learn it sooner or later."
The two of them drove the bamboo raft in tacit understanding and headed towards the eye of the river. Since they had already had two experiences, they shuttled across the river with ease. At this time, many spectators gathered on the riverside, including members of the archaeological team, personnel from the Second Branch of the Ministry of National Security, crew members of passing fishing boats, and villagers from Sanjiashan. They watched Zhang Hao and Fatty Wang curiously as they rowed bamboo rafts to retrieve the corpses.
Chen Wenjin stood next to Secretary Wang and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Boss, are you really going to give him 100,000 yuan?" Secretary Wang sighed softly, "If you don't give it, we have other ways. You see, there are more and more people watching here. Do we want our negative news to appear in tomorrow's newspapers? For example, "the archaeological team drowned and the archaeological team gave up the salvage because of the high cost." If it is published, our reputation will be ruined." Chen Wenjin shook her head helplessly, thinking that this was indeed the case. If not handled properly, public opinion will put them into an extremely passive situation. Not to mention continuing to retrieve coffins, whether they are still qualified to conduct archaeological activities in the future has become a question.
At this time, it was calm on the river, and Zhang Hao and Fatty Wang quickly arrived at the eye of the river on a bamboo raft. The green river water is like a huge green belt wrapped around the giant's waist. The two stood on the bamboo raft and looked into the water. Due to the extremely low visibility, they could only see about ten centimeters deep under the water.
Fatty Wang couldn't help but feel confused: "Brother Zhang Hao, there is an undercurrent surging under the river. We only know an approximate location. How can we determine the specific location of the body?" Zhang Hao nodded slightly to express understanding and explained: "You The question is quite right. Ordinary corpse collectors do face such problems when retrieving corpses. They usually have two methods: one is to go into the water to find the corpse and hang a hook to drag it ashore, but this method is very dangerous; The other is blind fishing on the water, based on the familiarity of the water and the location of the drowning person, to guess where the body may be washed by the undercurrent and then salvage it. However, these two methods are either dangerous or time-consuming and laborious.”
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Fatty Wang looked at the river and pondered for a moment, then suddenly showed a sly smile and asked: "Brother Zhang Hao, you are talking about the methods used by ordinary corpse collectors. But you are definitely not an ordinary corpse collector, right? You must have something more A good method, right?" Zhang Hao smiled. He knew that this word game was difficult for the shrewd Fatty Wang, so he nodded and said, "That's right! The average corpse collector will only use the two methods just mentioned. But the methods used by those who are too ignorant can only be regarded as 'water ghosts' and are not worthy of being called 'ferrymen'."
Seeing the confusion on Fatty Wang's face, Zhang Hao further explained: "'Water Ghost' is a joking name for them, while 'Ferryman' or 'Water God Master' are honorific names for those who remove corpses. Corpse exorcists are respectfully called walkers. The foot master; the person who fishes for corpses is respectfully called the ferryman or the water god master; and I, as the shopkeeper of the Yin Yang Inn, are called Mr. Yin Yang. "
"Speaking of the topic, really good corpse hunters will use magic to find corpses! Even if the water is turbider than black water, even if the water is deeper than the sea, they can still find the location of the corpse through magic! You Think about it, if the corpse is buried in the ground and we don’t know where it is, do we have to dig it out piece by piece?" After hearing this, Fatty Wang immediately looked at Zhang Hao and thought, how should he find it? Although they can use corpse-seeking techniques to find corpses and sense evil spirits, now they are fishing for corpses from the river! However, Fatty Wang quickly thought that the method of driving corpses might be used here. Although there are differences between chasing corpses and fishing out corpses, the death and evil spirits on the corpses are the same characteristics! So he quickly nodded in agreement: "That's right! Brother Zhang Hao should have a very strong death aura in his body not long after he died. We can find his location based on the death aura!" Zhang Hao nodded with satisfaction and continued...
"You are very perceptive," Zhang Hao praised. "You should be familiar with death energy. When I was practicing driving corpses at the Yin Yang Inn, you once asked me the difference between evil energy and death energy."
He paused and then said: "Now, try to find out which place has the most dead atmosphere?"
Fatty Wang nodded, then looked up at the sky. When looking for the aura of death, human senses are naturally incomparable to those of a crow. Crows feed on corpses and have an extremely keen sense of death. At this time, several black birds were hovering in the sky. Although they did not make a "quacking" sound, it was not difficult to identify them as crows.
After a while, Fatty Wang pointed in a direction, which was due north of the river's eye. He said: "Brother Zhang Hao, if my guess is correct, the person who just died should be fifty meters to the north." br>
"Yes, you are very keen." Zhang Hao nodded slightly in approval, "However, this method still relies too much on external conditions. If there are no crows, how can you find them?"
Fatty Wang shook his head, looking a little confused. Zhang Hao took the opportunity to explain: "The corpse collectors have corpse hunting techniques to locate the corpse, and we corpse collectors also have our own unique skills. In ancient times, experienced corpse collectors would master this skill, which is 'deep water positioning' Corpse technique'. "
"Deep water corpse fixation technique?" Fatty Wang looked at Zhang Hao in shock.
Zhang Hao nodded affirmatively, then took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms, drew a symbol on it, and folded it into the shape of a paper boat. He bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the paper boat.
"Just cast the deep water corpse-fixing spell, fold it into a paper boat, and then drip it with your blood," he explained. "The Yang Qi in the blood will be attracted by the dead and evil Qi of the corpse, so you can find it." The location of the corpse. "(End of Chapter)