[Folklore Supernatural + Suspense + No System + Little People]
My name is Chen Shuisheng, a corpse fisherman who makes a living in the river.
There is an old rule in this business: if a person dies in the river, his last breath will sink to the bottom of the water and he will not be able to reach the shore. As soon as the corpse fisher comes into the water, the breath will penetrate your ears.
So I can hear the last words left by the dead.
Someone offered me 150,000 yuan to keep those words in my stomach. Someone suppressed the case and asked me to throw the person back into the river.
But they still came to my boat one by one and whispered in my ear: I was wronged.
Business rules suppress me, official status blocks me, and things from the bottom of the river are staring at me. I can't afford to offend anyone. The only thing I can do is write down these words sentence by sentence——
Remember the day when the truth came to light on its own.
