Ding Qi thought he had arrived at the place, and looked at the water everywhere, and felt that the situation was not good for him. Unconsciously, the coldness climbed up on his back. Yi Sa pulled the chain and took a military shovel from it and handed it to him.

But it didn't happen strange for a long time. The black ghost seemed to be trapped, or it was hit by a ghost. It was just spinning around in that place, with its wings flapping the messy sound of water on the water surface.

Ding Qi frowned: "This is a local poultry breed. Will it be unreasonable?"

Yi Sa said: "How could it be sent from the local area? It was sent from China."

"domestic?"

Ding Chi remembers that fresh and live poultry cannot pass the customs. The country has its own considerations. It is afraid that it will bring foreign pathogenic bacteria, and it will be afraid that it will destroy the ecological balance of the country's animals and plants. It will generally be detained and destroyed by the inspection and quarantine department.

Yi Sa nodded, holding the tail tip of the baseball stick in his palm: "Smuggled."

At that time, I called her from the other end of my hometown and said that she asked someone to bring her something. She thought it was food and clothing, so she took it carelessly. As a result, the iron cage was lifted and it was a little black ghost that had only been 60 days old.

It is said that after paying the two-person share, I went to Myanmar first, then to Laos, and finally I turned to Cambodia, which I could be considered a smuggling veteran.

However, the situation in front of me was indeed a little wrong. Yi Sa wanted to get closer to see it. At this moment, Wu Gui seemed to have straightened up again, raised his neck and swam towards the nearshore.

Yi Sa sighed and turned to keep up.

The water shore of the black bead is getting closer and closer. The shore is surrounded by woods and the shore of the Tombli Sap Lake is uninhabited. There is occasionally such a landscape, also known as a peat swamp forest. Because the soil is soaked for a long time, the accumulated dead branches and leaves are soaked and cannot be decomposed. In the end, peat coal will be formed and will be released into the atmosphere. Therefore, in addition to being covered with swamps, it is also extremely easy to burn.

Seeing that the distance was almost over, Yi Sa turned off the engine, drifted the boat with the water flow, and at the same time turned on the flashlight. After a long patrol on the water shore, the light column suddenly stopped.

A woman was shining in that pale light.

She was facing down and lay in the shallow water covered with tiny green floating algae on the shore, wearing a white chest, with a colorful sarong skirt under her head. Her naked skin was light blue and white in the light column, and her messy hair was floating in the water, waving with the water.

Yi Sa put the baseball bat into the water and kept the hull at a safe distance.

The two sat on the boat for a while, and watched the black ghost stagger ashore, walked around the woman, and kept pushing her around her with her beak.

The woman was silent.

Ding Qi asked in a low voice: "Are you dead?"

Yi Sa paid attention to Wu Gui's reaction, then nodded: "Die."

In some things, animals have a more accurate reaction than humans.

Ding Qi stood up, held the military shovel and went into the water. The water only reached under his knees, and the lighter it went out. After just two steps, Yi Sa called him: "Wait a minute."

She took out a box of incense from her bag and picked out three. In addition to the tiger's mouth, she held one between her left finger and lit it bit by bit with a lighter. When the incense head stabilized, she shook it left and right, let the smoke float out, and then handed it to Ding Qi.

Ding Qi stretched out his left hand and took it with the same gesture.

In their career, they have always respected death and believed that "there is nothing big outside life and death". When they encounter unknown corpses in the water or on the river beach, they usually have to wear three incense sticks to this person in the past, now, and in the future.

Once the grudges and grudges are eliminated, even the body of the enemy will not be ruined.

Before liberation, we have to help people get buried for peace. Now it is not possible, because such corpses are mostly involved in crimes. Modern society has a complete set of investigation and handling procedures, and it is not good to interfere at will to destroy the scene.

Ding Qi wades over the water, inserts three incense sticks into mud water about an inch above the woman's head, and then squats down and takes a closer look.

Yi Sa took the baseball bat as a pole and let the boat continue to float closer: "Is it her?"

Without answering, she also saw clearly: the woman's naked shoulders and back had many pokes, and there was no blood in the flesh on the wound, which showed whiteness that had been soaked for a long time.

Yi Sa picked up a pair of rubber gloves from his bag and threw them over. After Ding Qi took it and put it on, he used his hand to pinch the fabric wrapped in the woman's breasts, and almost all he squeezed into water.

He turned to look at Yi Sa: "The cloth is almost soaked."

Generally speaking, it takes half a year to soak clothes like this, but if you wear clothes on people for so long, you should have become a skeleton under such temperature and environment.

He shook his hand and looked around again, his brows almost twisted into pieces: he couldn't explain everything, let alone an hour or two ago, the woman tried to kill him.

Yi Sa didn't expect that it would be such a strange situation when she chased her to the end. The dead couldn't speak and there were no other clues around her. She felt that it was better to be quiet than to move: "Go back first."

Let’s keep it the same here, which is too weird and difficult to bury.

Ding Qi was unwilling to give in: "Wait a minute, I'll look at her face."

Yi Sa continued to help him clean up, but his head turned to one side: for some scenes that were bound to be ill-watched, she always avoided it, so she could not feel disgusted and had nausea after eating for several days.

Pian Ding Qi called her again: "Yi Sa, look at it, it's very strange."

Yi Sa had no choice but to turn his head.

It turned out to be Zhang's beautiful face, except that she was too pale, and she was lifelike.

This is wrong again. The face of a person who has been dead for a long time should not be like this, but it is indeed dead because there is a sticky smell of rottenness all over his body.

Moreover, this face looks familiar.

She closed her eyes and tried to recall her eyes, her eyes were like snakes. She quickly shuttled through the various pictures of the forest that she had seen in the past few days. Ding Qi got on the boat, tactfully not disturbing her. When she stuffed the military shovel into her bag, she suddenly saw a piece of paper that was originally rolled up but not solid.

He took it out and looked at it casually.

Almost at the same time, the line of sight in Yi Sa's memory suddenly paused, and then a picture unfolded in front of her eyes.

It was Old Man Ma, with a cowardly and pleasing smile on his face, and was shaking a missing person notice to her--

I'm looking for someone, my daughter, if you have an impression, please help me pay attention.

***

Chen Tu went out to order early in the morning.

Different dens and different people, they can handle the orders, and as soon as they order, they can make it to the sunset.

When I came back, I saw Yi Sa from afar.

Folding round tables and chairs were placed on the platform on the first floor of the boat. She was sitting and having a meal, with big and small bags piled up at her feet.

Chen Tu thought she was going to leave. When he was mooring the boat, Li Zhenxiang came over to talk to him, and he realized that he had thought it was his fault.

So he shouted at Yi Sa at the top of his voice: "What do you mean? It's not enough to get one to live in, I still have to live in!"

He knew that most of her wouldn't be able to drive her away, but it was okay to complain.

Sure enough, Yi Sa sighed: "It's not that I want to live there. I am the host. People come to visit me. I'm not easy to explain when something happens here, and I'm afraid of any more accidents, so I come here to stay for two days just in case."

Chen Tuo gave her a blank look, sat down on another chair, and whispered to her luggage bag: "Why don't you carry it in?"

Yi Sa said: "Isn't this necessary to get your consent? Why do I have the nerve to carry it in if the master doesn't say anything?"

Chen Tu laughed dryly, feeling that there was no one else who pretended to behave.

He turned to look at the custard room: "Your friend..."

I originally wanted to ask where I went, but when I was halfway through the question, I saw it and was lying on the bed to rest. I guess I was so tired that I was so tired last night.

Chen Tu had eaten outside, but when he sat watching people eat, he always felt weak in his mouth, so he called Li Zhenxiang to come over with two bottles of wine, and at the same time lowered his voice: "Who is going to mess with him? This morning, A Xiang urged me to find someone to go into the water and take a look, and he would definitely be under the boathouse."

While talking, he glanced at the water: It was really a terrible person who was "suppressing the house" under him.

Yi Sa burst out laughing: "No, Sister Xiang is thinking too much... Alas, I'll ask you, Ma You has lived here, has anyone seen it?"

Chen Tu was stunned for a long time before he realized who Ma You was.

He shook his head.

Yi Sa didn't give up: "No one?"

Chen Tu pointed to Fucun: "If you come in the dark, you basically don't walk outside when you are in the house. If you walk around, who will see you? If you don't say anything else, just say you, you have been back for several days, and your head is shaking in the blue sky and sun, and there are still many people who don't know."

Too.

Yi Sa was a little discouraged. No one was a prophet. If he knew in advance that the matter would be related to Ma You, when Old Ma sent her a missing person notice that day, she would grab Old Ma and ask thoroughly.

I don’t know where Old Man Ma is now.

***

In fact, Old Man Ma is very close to her.

Just look southwest and see the roof of his room.

At this moment, Old Man Ma's lips were stammering, and a heart was beating wildly in his chest, jumping so hard that it was about to make a rumbling sound.

He looked at the egg boy and fat man standing at the door, and then looked at Zong Hang who was ashamed in the corner, then lowered his head and lowered his head between his thin and scapula, hoping that this tormented scene would pass quickly.

"Let's go," Danzai was a little impatient when he saw Zong Hang was not moving, "Didn't you tell me? I figured it out, I got the person wrong, and I'll send you back now."

Zong Hangser shrank and stood up. At the last moment, he knew what it means to die better than to live. He tried his best to drag for one second and one second: "It's almost evening, it's hard to drive...or tomorrow?"

Danzi smiled and said, "Brother, we tied you up and couldn't stand it. Should we send it back in broad daylight? Of course, we have to choose to go to the evening... hurry up!"

He was ashamed of being procrastinated.

Zong Hang made him tremble all over his body, and he wanted to laugh with him, nod and bow.

He walked out slowly, his back not daring to straighten his back. This slutty and tragic only he knew.

He thought about it: I really can't escape, and I have to fight for myself until the end of my life. If I really sink him into the lake, he will take the opportunity and even if he fights to death, he will pull one down.

In this way, in the future, the story will reach Zong Bisheng's ears. His father will say, "This kid will give him a man before he dies, and Tong Hong will wipe her tears and say, "We are still good at Hangzhou and Hangzhou."

So he has to cooperate now and make Danzai and the others feel that he is cowardly, so that they will relax their vigilance.

***

The fishing boat I was on when I came, and the same few people. A woman was washing pots and dishes on the platform. When she heard the movement, she looked up at him.
To be continued...