My name is Ye Sheng, and I have been obsessed with fishing for many years. Late at night during the Ghost Festival in July, I asked Chen Shuisheng to go fishing at night by the river. We encountered something strange and strange like a dead fish, and even unexpectedly fished up an ancient coffin oozing with cold air from the bottom of the river. Since that night, the peaceful life between Shui Sheng and I was completely shattered, and our fate was involved in a strange whirlpool. You may have doubts about these bizarre fishing-related encounters in the book, but they are all real experiences that I have personally experienced.
