People Fishing for Corpses from the River

My name is Chen Jiu, and I am a corpse collector. There should be rules when fishing for corpses: don't fish for corpses at midnight, don't ask for directions at noon, and don't look back when you see a corpse. But I happened to fish out a corpse in red wedding clothes that had sunk in the river for hundreds of years. They all said that I had made a fortune, but I was the only one who knew that this was not a corpse, but a "death reminder" from the underworld. The mark on her ankle that looks like a ghost claw is not for my life, but for... Someone else's life. Fortunately, I was born with a pair of "eyes of dead water" that can see through illusions; a short "water-cutting" knife that can cut off yin and yang. When the female college student who believed in science was involved in it, when the ghost market emerged in the middle of the river at midnight, and when the sunken ancient city opened its eyes under the water, I realized that this corpse in wedding clothes was just the beginning. They were fishing for corpses, but what I was fishing for was a thousand-year-old secret and... A living legend buried under the Yangtze River.