When Fishing for Corpses in the Yellow River, What I Fished for Was the Mysterious God from the Bottom of the River.

[Folklore suspense + underwater adventure + no system + traditional skills] "The Yellow River has ninety-nine bends, and there are murderous coffins buried in every bend." The world only knows that the Yellow River is the mother river, but they don't know that the bottom of the river is the largest cemetery in the world. I am the last person to fish for corpses on the Yellow River. On the day he entered the industry, Master established three iron rules: 1. Do not leave the boat during thunderstorms; 2. One corpse and two lives require extra money; 3. Even gods can hardly lift a corpse standing upright in the water. When they see it, they must kowtow, turn around and run away! When I was eighteen years old, there was a severe drought in the Yellow River and the river bed was exposed. Someone offered me tens of thousands of dollars to go into the water and fish out a rusty river-controlling iron ox. I broke the rules and not only fished out the Iron Ox, but also brought back a transparent crystal coffin. From then on, my eyes could see through the turbid water of the Yellow River and see the ancient underwater city that had been buried in sand for thousands of years... It turns out that what flows under the Yellow River is not water, but the Yellow Spring. It turns out that what we were fishing for was not a corpse, but the strange gods and demons suppressed at the bottom of the river!