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"Corpse hunter?" When I saw this, I couldn't help but think of a person, the organizer of the real death game, Zhenshui Yin Guan He Bo.

"To go to Jinghai City, you have to cross the river..." I don't even know where I am now. It's too difficult to get to Jinghai City before dark. If that person is really He Bo, it would be a big deal for me. A good thing.

Based on my previous understanding of him, although this person deals with floating corpses every day and is engaged in a very scary profession, he is still pretty good. He hates evil in his heart and can be relied on at critical moments.

Having made up my mind, I immediately took action. I put my fingers on the acupuncture points under my neck, recalling some of the voice-changing techniques in ancient disguises. Then I found a blade of grass and put it on the base of my tongue: "It feels weird to speak like this." , but it’s better than recognizing him.”

I waved the suitcase in my hand, picked up the stones and threw them into the river. With my mind open, I had extraordinary arm strength and could throw stones the size of my fist very far.

The water splashed down, quickly attracting the attention of the body-retrieving worker.

The boat came over, and as the distance shortened, color slowly began to appear in my eyes. The person on the boat was none other than He Bo!

"This is such a good guy. I blamed him for a long time after saving Lu Xing from this scourge. I didn't expect that one day the tide would turn and I would be saved by him." I waved desperately and waited until the boat was a few meters away from the shore. Then he said in a falsetto: "Boatman, can you take me to the other side of the river?"

Being straight to the point has always been my style.

"You're out of nowhere, why did you come here?" He Bo, who was tall and thin, with a simple appearance, had a square face. He used a bamboo pole to turn the bow of the boat so that the hull blocked the back of the anchor. dead body.

"I work in Jinghai City. I came to Jiangcheng for a rare vacation this time. As a result, I got lost in the mountains and have been walking along the river for a day and a night." I said nonsense.

"What is a wild outing?" He Bo looked at my outfit and said, "Your voice sounds weird."

He looked at me for a long time without any warning, and suddenly said: "Have I seen you somewhere before?"

"Have you seen me?" I was a little surprised. This was not completely fake, because I wore a human skin mask and used a falsetto. I didn't expect He Bo, who had only met me once, to recognize me.

This reminded me not to be careless.

I couldn't answer He Bo's question, and it wouldn't do me any good to dwell on it any longer, so I decided to change the subject.

I glanced towards the stern of the boat, my expression changed drastically, I forced myself to look panicked, waving my fingers randomly, my voice stammering: "You, there are dead people behind your boat! So many dead people!"

If I weren't afraid that He Bo would see through my exaggerated acting skills, I would have said a few more words.

Running backwards, He Bo and I distanced ourselves, pretending to escape back to the forest.

"You're in trouble! Come back, don't misunderstand me!" He Bo shouted to me while rowing the boat towards the shore: "Don't run around, be careful not to get lost again. These are wild mountains here, very desolate! "

My strategy of retreating in order to advance was very effective. He Bo was interrupted by me and could not continue the topic.

"Don't come over here! Don't come over here!" I have seen too many frightened expressions during live broadcasts so many times, and now I can learn to do it myself.

"You really misunderstood. I am responsible for cleaning up the garbage on the river. The corpses have nothing to do with me. I just dragged them to the shore and waited for their families to claim them." He Bo's boat finally docked and he took it out of his jacket pocket A crumpled notebook came towards me: "This is my work ID. Take a look."

Seeing that I didn't dare to go over, he took the initiative to throw his work permit over.

"Do you still have a work permit?" I was also curious about the current identity of this shady and folk weirdo.

I picked up the crumpled notebook, opened it and almost laughed out loud: "Jiangcheng Environmental Sanitation Department Water Sanitation Station, manual cleaning ship sanitation worker - He Bo."

A very concise introduction, with a photo of He Bo on it. Maybe because he rarely takes pictures, He Bo looks very reserved in the photo.

"Jiangcheng manual cleaning ship sanitation worker?" I said this line, but what I was thinking about was the way he blocked my way with a watermark in his hand.

It almost means the same thing, but He Bo said it with great momentum at the beginning. He was in charge of the Hebo Water Seal, commanding the eighty-mile Yangtze River water veins, ferrying the netherworld, and suppressing evil spirits. In the end, he did not forget to brag, saying that on the Yangtze River, No one except the Water Dragon King dared to dissent from him.

"A dignified yinguo of Zhenshui, Si Yijiang Water Vein, I didn't expect my real identity to be a sanitation worker. It seems that I haven't officially established it yet..." Looking at He Bo, who had an honest face not far away, I didn't know what to say. .

"Now you believe me, these corpses have nothing to do with me. I just sent them to the shore and asked their families to take them back." He Bo was still explaining to me. He was so simple and honest that I was surprised. I'm a little embarrassed.

"I didn't expect you to be a civil servant." I walked out from the rocks where I was hiding and returned my work permit to him.

"I don't dare to take it, I don't take it." He Bo stuffed the wrinkled work permit back into his pocket: "I won't ask you so much about that. It may rain heavily later, so I'll take you across the river first. "

I was stunned: "The rain will get heavier, how did you know?"

"I have been walking on the river all year round, and I know everything just by looking at the water potential." He Bo smiled, his white teeth in stark contrast to his dark skin.

"Thank you very much." I stood on the bow of the boat with my suitcase, deliberately staying away from the floating corpses. He Bo didn't say anything after looking at it, and he rowed the boat towards the other side with a smile.

"Brother, please ask, what is the boundary across the river? Have you left Jiangcheng?"

"I just left Jiangcheng. If you are in a hurry to go back, I can send you to Jiangcheng." He Bo replied casually without thinking too much.

"Then what if I want to go to Jinghai City? I'm in a hurry to go back because I'm afraid my family will worry."

"Jinghai? It's far away from here. You can go back to Jiangcheng first and then take the bus." After He Bo told me the location clearly, he picked up the boat and rowed very fast with the water. The driver chatted with me and accidentally revealed a lot of information to me, some of which was about Jiangcheng.

According to him, Jiangcheng is now in chaos and police are everywhere.

After hearing this, I was even more afraid to return to Jiangcheng. After being sent to the other side by him, I was ready to get off the boat.

"Wait a minute." He Bo took the bamboo pole and crossed the river before he remembered: "Brother, I always think you look familiar. Have we really never met before?"

"No, I'm just trying to show my face to the public. You may have admitted it wrong, so I'll take my leave."

"Hey! Don't leave in a hurry. It may rain heavily soon. Hold this umbrella first." He Bo was very enthusiastic and acted very simple, but his next move made me laugh.

He took out a black umbrella for visiting graves from the cabin and stuffed it into my hand: "Don't think this umbrella is ugly. It was dropped when a family came to pick up the body last time. It will rain heavily later, so don't let it get wet on you." broken."

"This umbrella..." I deliberately wanted to refuse. To me, this black umbrella that goes to the grave has a special meaning. When I went to the first time to attend a show interview on Wudeng Road, the paper maker gave me an umbrella to take shelter. Rain, that’s where it all started.

"Take it, don't give it to me." He Bo forced it on me and then held the boat away from the river bank.

"Black umbrella, show, is this a coincidence?"

I picked up the suitcase, but before I said anything, my ears moved, and my sharp hearing caught He Bo's soliloquy: "Why is this man going to Jinghai City? His expression changed too little, as if he was wearing a fake face, okay? Familiar, I must have seen him somewhere."

He Bo's voice was very low, but I just heard it. Holding the black umbrella in his hand, I suddenly had a strange feeling in my heart. He seemed to be kindly reminding me.

When I raised my head again, I found that He Bo had already punted and left, but his last few words lingered in my ears: "Why do you want to go to Jinghai City? Did He Bo meet someone else before me?" Others who are going to Jinghai City? He is coming from Jiangcheng, and the surrounding area is deserted, which means that the person he met is probably following me! Could it be Mr. Chen? "

I shook my head, feeling a little suspicious.

Holding up a black umbrella, I walked along the river. He Bo's last performance was a bit strange, but he was right about one thing. Ten minutes later, heavy rain poured down, and the river surface was once again shrouded in mist. It was so hazy that nothing could be seen clearly.

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Being wanted by the Five Great Sects, I couldn't take buses or trains. In order to get to Jinghai City as soon as possible, I adopted the stupidest and most expensive method.

After leaving the mountains, I shamelessly hitchhiked on the side of the highway. When I reached the county, I kept changing to taxis. It took me eight or nine hours to reach Jinghai City.

This first-tier metropolis is divided into two parts: inner and outer Guan, with Hongqiao as the boundary. The six inner and outer districts are prosperous and stable, and it is one of the economic centers of the entire China.

The Sixth District outside Guanwai is chaotic and backward, and the contradictions and hidden dangers caused by open construction have been pushed here.

Jinghai is the epitome of China and one of its most representative cities.

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The tires roughly kicked up mud spots, the headlights pierced the dark night, and the electronic watch next to the steering wheel showed that it was now 7:10 pm.

"Three hundred in total." The taxi driver held a cigarette in his mouth and didn't seem to see the red Arabic numeral - 53 - on the meter at all.

"Master, your asking price is too harsh, aren't you? Are you robbing people?" I really don't have much cash on me, otherwise I wouldn't argue with him.

"It's raining so heavily, and you made my car full of water. How can I pick up people tonight? Three hundred is not enough for you." The taxi driver seemed to have done this all the time, as if it was a matter of course.

"I can give you these three hundred, but I'm afraid you'll lose your life to spend it." I took out three hundred from my suitcase and held it in my hand.

"No life spent? A foreigner, this is your first time in Jinghai, right? If you have money in this place, you can buy your life!" The driver threw the cigarette butt out of the car and grabbed the three banknotes.