abnabooks Chapter 132: Taboos In The Water, Falling Corpses (Full Order~)
Chapter 132: Taboos In The Water, Falling Corpses (Full Order~)
The old sailor's name was Zhang Cheng, and his nickname was Jin Bao. He grew up in a poor family by the river, and his name also inherited the characteristics of that era.
He didn't go to school very much, and started fishing in the river with the elders nearby since he was twelve years old.
Later, the times changed, and it was not easy to do fishing, so I simply came to the boat as a boy.
Now that he has been running on the Cangjiang River for more than 30 years, it can be said that there is no place in the Cangjiang River that he does not know.
And to have such an old sailor in charge of the running ship is naturally a dream.
Therefore, whether it is the master's family or the crew who have just boarded the ship, they respect this old sailor extremely.
The tables and chairs are full, and the dishes are almost served.
Naturally, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
A middle-aged man opened a bottle of white wine, poured it for the old sailor first, and poured it one by one.
Then he smiled and said, "Master Zhang, can you say a few words?"
People around also started booing.
Zhang Cheng waved his hand and scolded with a smile: "What are you talking about, eat when you eat, why so much fart.
Everyone laughed.
They are all from Jiangjiang, and they don't have much culture, but the words "200" are not rough.
The lights in the boat are bright, and the warmth remains the same as before.
Outside the boat, the heavy rain poured down, the darkness was boundless, and it was very comfortable.
Zhang Cheng picked up his wine glass and looked around.
"The first glass of wine, the old rules, respect Jiangshen!"
After all, he got up first.
Braving the heavy rain, we walked from the shelter to the side of the deck.
The other men on the table also stood up one by one, and walked out with their cups.
When he reached the edge of the deck, the old sailor looked at the boundless water surface and waved his hands.
Sprinkle all the wine into the river.
Immediately afterwards, one after another, the wine in the cup fell onto the surface of the river.
Make some splashes.
Seeing that the old sailor waited until everyone was dumped and walked back from the deck, he took off his raincoat.
Everyone sat down again.
It's time to start eating.
Since they are all rough men, after a few glasses of wine, everyone's chatterbox began to be less scruples and chatter here and there.
Let this cold night be filled with hearty laughter from time to time.
The rain is getting heavier.
Slowly, without knowing when, the surface of the river was covered by a layer of steaming mist.
On the deep water surface, you can see dots of fish breathing out of their mouths.
"Master Zhang, why do you say that every time we go out to drink, we have to worship Jiangshen for the first drink?"
A junior student in a younger grade was already blushing, and asked Zhang Cheng who was sitting at the top in confusion.
This is his second year on board, the nephew of a retired sailor.
The sailor was also familiar with Zhang Cheng, so Zhang Cheng took this young man as his own.
As soon as the young man opened his mouth, everyone else at the wine table paused.
In the past, they often drank and had dinner together, and what they loved most was listening to Zhang Cheng talk about some evil things on the river.
For example, the Cangjiang water monster, the ghost on the water hitting the wall, or the corpse outcropping on the river.
This kind of thing, in this era, with the development of science and technology, it is almost impossible to see it.
It doesn't hinder listening to it as a story.
No one pursues the authenticity of these stories, because too many people died on the river in the previous era.
If there are too many dead people, you can encounter all kinds of ghosts.
But respecting Jiangshen has always been regarded as a habit.
Even they only know that this is the first rule since boarding the boat, as long as they eat where they can see the water.
For the first glass of wine, you must always respect Jiangshen first.
As for the reason, no one understands the meaning of these.
Now when I heard this young man mentioned it, everyone immediately became interested.
Zhang Cheng saw that everyone stopped.
A faint smile appeared on a wrinkled cheek, and he spoke without hiding it.
"Respecting the God of the River, it's a rule passed down from generation to generation by the people of Zoujiang, relying on mountains to eat mountains and relying on water to drink water, every line has taboos in every line, you need to respect the mountain gods when entering the mountains, otherwise you will offend the mountain gods, and you may die Stay in the old woods forever."
"Entering the river, of course, you need to respect the god of the river and bless you for peace."
"There must be monsters in the so-called water depth of ten feet. Even now, no one knows how many monsters there are under the bottom of the water."
Zhang Cheng picked up the wine glass and took another sip of the wine, and continued.
"Especially the Cangjiang River, which is the biggest flood in the Great Xia. You don't think it's unusual to look at our current section of the river, but the Cangjiang River is full of desolate places.
"Basically, someone must pass by those places, and who knows, there may be some strange things, and this river god, as the name suggests, is the water god who is in charge of the entire Cangjiang River.
"These things in the river are under the command of the God of the River, and when we are on the river, it is equivalent to wandering from the door of someone's house,
"If you don't respect the master's family, and make the master unhappy, maybe you have a life to come, and you will die to go back."
"But now, you guys are just fooling around. When we old guys retire, you can go on a boat in the future. You can't keep these rules in your heart like you are now."
"To know what can be passed down, it is naturally the experience accumulated from generation to generation."
Having said this, Zhang Cheng sighed lightly.
He also knows that some things are destined to be slowly submerged in the torrent of time with the development of the times.
When the other sailors heard this, they just wanted to have fun.
Zhang Cheng still wanted to say a few words.
But at this moment.
He frowned suddenly.
Looking at the river in the distance.
It was pitch black, and there was nothing but water.
He sniffled.
There was some faint fishy smell in the air.
Zhang Cheng glanced at the bustling crowd, but didn't say anything, just picked up the raincoat beside him, got up and walked towards the side of the boat.
The crowd didn't care, they just thought the old man was there for convenience...
Raindrops the size of peas fell down.
densely packed.
Even wearing a raincoat can feel the turbulence of the rain.
Zhang Cheng walked quickly to the railing.
Look towards the smelly place.
next moment...
His whole body was agitated, his pupils constricted.
The hairs all over his body stand on end!
Corpse!
Three or four, one connected to the other.
Came from nowhere,
It seems to be supported by the big water, surging towards the center of the river at an extremely fast speed.
Then it was suddenly swallowed by a wave.
The river was empty again.
Zhang Cheng blinked hard.
Make sure you read it right!
His brows were tightly furrowed.
The body is cold, why is there a corpse on the river surface!
And it's still going upstream, where are the corpses now?
Sink into the bottom of the river?
But as we all know, a corpse that can float is impossible to sink!
But he...how did he disappear?
Zhang Cheng was silent.
An extremely disturbing thought flickered in my heart!
"Master Zhang, what are you looking at?"
The young man who had just started asking Zhang Cheng also walked down from the dinner table,
Wearing a raincoat, he took out a cigarette, handed it to Zhang Cheng, and took one himself, ready to urinate.
Although there is rain today, there is no strong wind.
Looking at the silent Zhang Cheng, the younger generation smiled to himself.
"It's just a few days in this doggy weather, and the high tide has become like this."
Housheng finished his urination, pulled up his pants, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and exhaled white mist.
Seeing that Zhang Cheng hadn't spoken yet, he looked at the old man in confusion.
Zhang Cheng asked inexplicably at this time.
"Xiao Zhou, is your dad okay?"
The young man nodded with a smile and said, "It's pretty good, and I'm in good health, so I'll go drink at home when the master is free. 1.2"
Zhang Cheng didn't answer, and asked again: "How many years have you been on the ship?"
"It will be two years in one month."
"Um,"
Zhang Cheng was silent for a while.
"Do you know what are the taboos of running a boat?"
The young man was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect the old man to ask such a question.
Taboo....Aren't these what everyone says when they are joking?
Why is the old man asking so seriously this time?
He rubbed his nose, took another puff of cigarette, thought for a while and said: "First, you are not allowed to turn over the fish you eat, second, men are not allowed to take off their clothes, third, you can't take women on board, fourth, you can't blow your mouth. Whistle, fifth..."
"What is the fifth thing? I haven't heard Zhou Ge and the others say it for a long time. I..."
"Fifth is that no boats are allowed during the rainy season."
The old man seemed to be muttering to himself.
"This rainy season is the day when the river god turns around, and he is most afraid of walking on the river... It's a pity that this peaceful era has been too long, and everyone has forgotten it."
"Even I forgot about it."