When I was 18 years old, I received a mysterious fishing rod from my late father.
The first time I went into the water, I actually caught a middle-aged man with scars all over his body: "Let's go! There are no fish in this lake, only-"
Before he finished speaking, his neck was violently pulled into the water by the transparent fishing line.
That night, my father's old friend kicked open the door of my house: "Did you use that pole?!"
Your father didn't die accidentally, he was eaten by this river!
