I really don't want to be a teacher

On the surface of the river, with the wind blowing, the muddy yellow water set off ripples and waves, still flowing slowly downstream.

The driftwood carrying Liange also moved forward quietly along with the water of the Yellow River.

Looking at the thicker dark clouds in the sky above his head, and feeling the wind blowing from the shore from time to time, Lian Ge paused,

Glancing at the little white mouse squatting on his shoulders, Lian Ge sat down cross-legged again on the driftwood with a trace of water vapor.

"……Da da da……"

At this moment, sparse raindrops dripped from the dark clouds, dripping on the muddy river surface, splashing waves of ripples, and also dripping on the driftwood, making a slight slapping sound.

Slightly raising his head, looking at the sky covered with dark clouds and the raindrops that had already started to fall, Lian Ge exerted his mana and waved his hand lightly.

Immediately afterwards, more and more dense raindrops followed the footsteps of the raindrops that fell before, and slapped on the water surface and driftwood.

When the shower came, the birds circling on the river had already been singing and escaped into the forest.

The rush of rain continued to slap the surface of the water and the forest on the shore along with the howling wind.

Under the effect of the technique, the falling rain did not contaminate Lian Ge's body. It was blocked above his head, diverted, and dripped on both sides of the driftwood.

Wei Wei glanced at the top of his head, and the shower of rain pattering on the water, and smiled, Lian Ge looked away,

Just as he was about to continue his practice in the rain, suddenly, a figure in the rain came into view.

The figure was very close to Lian Ge, and floated up from the muddy water of the Yellow River beside the driftwood.

She was lying flat on the water, and judging from her undecomposed clothes and undecomposed hair, she was a young woman in her 20s.

His face was swollen and rotted, his eyes were still staring, his mouth was slightly open,

After surfacing, many fine and dense foams gradually emerged from its relatively intact nose.

"Da da... da da da..."

Raindrops fell on the young woman, making a slight slap.

This is not another drowned ghost, but a drowned corpse.

Looking at the rotten and bloated corpse, Lian Ge paused.

Under the eyes of the sky, the soul of this female corpse is not in her body, nor is she around.

……

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge continued to look at the corpse. The corpse had been in the water for a long time. The exposed skin of the body was already wrinkled. The white muscles were trembling slightly as they were washed by the river.

Compared with the clothes on his body, the whole corpse has swelled more than a circle.

Looking across, Lian Ge paused slightly at the shoulder of the female corpse.

The hands of the female corpse did not hang on the sides of the body or rest on the body, but were tied behind the back. Through the muddy river, one could barely see a thick hemp rope tied around the wrist of the female corpse.

There is still a length of hemp rope that binds the wrist, and it is floating with the river, as if it was attached to something before.

……

While Lian Ge was watching the female corpse, under the torrential rain and wind, the gradually turbulent river water also pushed the driftwood under Lian Ge's body and the female corpse beside him, constantly moving forward.

The female corpse was always next to the driftwood, as if she wanted to go with Lian Ge.

"...Grandpa, it's raining, shall we go back?"

At this moment, a distant voice came to Lian Ge's ears along with the wind.

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge temporarily withdrew his gaze from the female corpse and followed the sound.

In the distance, on the river, a small boat was floating on the river in the rain,

There were two people standing on the lake, one of them was hunched over, wearing a coir raincoat and a straw hat, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, stabilizing the boat under his feet in the rain.

The other was wearing a red raincoat and also holding a bamboo pole in his hand.

"...It's raining, so we have to watch over the river." The hunched man supported the bamboo pole, turned around, and said to the man in the red raincoat.

Hearing this, the person in the red raincoat nodded thoughtfully,

"Then grandpa, we won't go back..."

……

"Hey, Grandpa, did you see that there seems to be a dead body next to the log." The man in the red raincoat looked a little surprised, pointing to the female corpse next to the driftwood and said.

"I see, I see..." The man in the coir raincoat was an old man. Hearing this, he nodded, put down the cigarette stick in his mouth, and supported the bamboo pole, propping the boat to the road ahead where the female corpse was about to rush. ,

"...Grandpa, the corpse seems to be too corrupt... No one has come to claim this kind of corpse, should we pick her up?"

The boat blocked the way of the female corpse. The rotten and swollen corpse was gently heaving and falling with the current in front of the boat. The man in the red raincoat was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. Looking at the corrupt female corpse, he felt a little disappointed.

"Xiaoshan, since we eat from the dead, we should respect the dead. We can't just think about money." The old man in coir raincoat turned around and said to his grandson,

"Those floating on the Yellow River are poor people, please help if you can."

"Oh..." The young man in the raincoat nodded thoughtfully, "Then pick it up?"

"Fill it up. Take it home and put it away for three days as usual. If no one comes to claim it, it's better to bury it in the original place." As the old man spoke, he took two short poles with hooks from the boat, Passed one to his grandson.

After his grandson took it, he and the old man hooked one side of the corpse, and slowly dragged the female corpse floating in the water onto the boat.

"Boom..."

There was a slight collision sound, and the body was lying on its side, lying on the boat.

"...Hey, she's still a young girl, I don't know if it's..." The old man put down the hook, bowed slightly, and looked at her eyes.

Soon, he noticed the hemp rope binding the female corpse,

"Grandpa, is this the second one?" The young man in a red raincoat squatted down and asked curiously as he looked at the hemp rope that was tied around the female corpse's wrist, even though the female corpse was decomposed.

"It's a crime." Looking at the extra length of the hemp rope, the old man in coir raincoat sighed, shook his head slightly, stood up again,

"Let's go, Xiao Shan, let's go back and call the police."

"Aren't you fishing?"

"No more fishing." The old man shook his head and picked up the bamboo pole again.

The young man in the red raincoat also picked up the bamboo pole, and together with his grandfather, they paddled towards the shore in a boat.

……

Not far to the side, on the driftwood, Lian Ge, who had been under the invisible spell, watched the pair of grandfathers and grandchildren propping up the boat, gradually moving away from the sight range, and paused slightly.

Using his mana, he waved his hand, and a gust of wind came, and the driftwood under him instantly turned around and slowly approached the shore.

Chapter 201

"Come on, Xiaoshan, give me a hand..."

The old man in coir raincoat docked the boat by the Yellow River, tied the rope, and greeted his grandson,

"Okay, here we come..."

In the rain, the young man in a red raincoat walked to the old man in two steps from the bow.

Wearing a coir raincoat, the old man squatted down again, looked at the female corpse lying on the boat, and said, "Don't blame if there is any blame",

Together with his grandson, one supported the corpse's shoulders and the other supported the corpse's legs, and moved the corpse to a simple shelf stretched with cloth.

"Xiaoshan, let's go."

After taking a raincoat from the side and lightly draping it over the corpse, the old and the young lifted the shelf on which the corpse was placed, stepped off the boat, and walked along the path by the river towards the hills by the river.

……

On the side, not far away, watching the old and the young, the driftwood under Lian Ge also quietly docked on the river bank.

Standing up on the driftwood, Lian Ge looked away, jumped softly, and stepped onto the river bank.

Standing on the bank of the river, looking at the figures of the old and the young walking away, Lian Ge paused his eyes slightly, and moved away again.

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, the spell that blocked the rain was removed.

In an instant, dense and rapid raindrops fell on the body.

……

"...Old man, I'm a passing tourist. When I came here, it was raining suddenly. I wonder if the old man can lend me a place to shelter from the rain, and let me ask for a glass of water by the way."

Lian Ge moved his steps, walked to the front of the old man in coir raincoat and his grandson, and broke the influence of the 'invisibility' spell with a sound.

Hearing the sound, the old man in coir raincoat and his grandson stopped in their tracks, turned their heads and followed the prestige, and seemed to notice Lian Ge beside them.

The old man sized up, glanced at Lian Ge, paused his eyes on the little white mouse on Lian Ge's shoulder,

"...If you don't mind, sir, please follow me." As he spoke, the old man turned his eyes to his grandson, "Xiaoshan, take off your raincoat and give it to this gentleman."

Hearing this, his grandson was a little puzzled, but he did as he said,

"There is no need for a raincoat." Seeing this, Lian Ge shook his head slightly, and said with a smile, "Old man, your house should not be far from here. I can still get drenched in this little rain."

His grandson stopped his movements when he heard the sound, and looked at his grandfather.

The old man looked at Lian Ge again, and nodded,

"Then please come with me, sir."

As he spoke, the old man carried the stretcher, greeted his grandson, and continued walking along the road mixed with mud and water.

Seeing this, Lian Ge smiled slightly, and moved his steps again, walking beside the stretcher in a leisurely manner.

……

"...I don't know what you're carrying, old man?" Lian Ge turned his gaze, looked at the female corpse covered by a raincoat on the shelf, and asked aloud.

Hearing the sound, the old man slightly turned his head to look at Lian Ge,

"It's the poor man in the Yellow River." As he spoke, the old man shook his head slightly.

"...It's the floating corpse that my grandfather and I picked up from the river." Wearing a red raincoat, the young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old rushed to answer, with some pride in his tone,

"But sir, don't be afraid. This kind of corpse is nothing. Every once in a while, my grandfather and I can fish one out of the river."

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge looked at the young man, smiled slightly, turned his gaze to the old man walking in front,

"The old man is the body collector of the Yellow River?"

"Probably." The old man turned his head, glanced at Lian Ge, and nodded, "It's also a work handed down by the ancestors. Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors fled here in Zhan Luan. They had no livelihood, so they ate this dead food." .

In this water, these poor people are salvaged, and when other people's family members come to ask for it, they will give some rice if they are willing to give it, and let him take it back if they don't want to. "

"...I used to pick up a dead body, and sometimes when others come to claim it, they can give hundreds of dollars. It's a pity that what was picked up today was a rotting corpse..." The young man walking behind followed closely. ,

"The face of this kind of corpse is so rotten that you can't recognize it, and there are no family members to pick it up. Like the corpses in the downstream, they have to throw it away. Only my grandfather and I can pick up this kind of corpse. Pick it up and take it back..." The young man's face was full of pride,

"Grandpa said, we are eating the dead, and those people are robbing the dead for food."

Hearing this, Lian Ge smiled slightly, then turned his gaze to the old man who was walking in front and didn't speak anymore,

"...Sir, where are you from? We are the only village nearby that has a road to this place." The young man in a red raincoat was carrying a stretcher, and turned his head to look at Lian Ge curiously.

"From upstream." Lian Ge smiled and replied.

"Did you come from the mountain over there?" The young man turned his head, a little dazed and puzzled.

"...Xiao Shan, concentrate on watching the road." The old man walking in front said aloud.

Hearing the sound, the young man responded and became quiet again.

Lian Ge glanced at the old man and smiled slightly.

In the rain, the muddy road mixed with muddy water became more and more quiet, only the sound of footsteps mixed with the sound of raindrops beating on the branches and leaves of the surrounding vegetation.

……

Afterwards, Lian Ge and the old and the young walked along the trail at a slightly faster pace in the rain, towards the hills not far from the river bank.

Walking along the path on the mountainside, after bypassing a hill, a village surrounded by mountains appeared in sight.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking down, the village is in the valley at the foot of the mountain, and tall or short buildings are scattered along a winding road in the village.

Perhaps it was approaching noon, and in the dense rain, many people in the village raised faint smoke.

"...Sir, please wait a moment."