A Record of Strange Things on the Water

I, Ding Dali, am a contractor at the Yangtze River wharf, descended from ancestors who collected corpses. The dock is haunted by water ghosts. The old boatman died suddenly and mysteriously. His face was as black as ink, his fragrance was gone, and his soul was gone. The foreign-style female doctor insisted that it was poisoning and wanted to join me to catch the "murderer". In the black hole at the bottom of the river, a pale human face opened its eyes and smiled at me. The note left by my father said: If there are foreign objects under the water, use lime to remove them, and do not fight head-on. But that thing, when it grabbed my ankle, I clearly touched it—— Human nails, human bones, human grievances. Soul-Destroying Crossing, Thousand-Year-Old Corpse Evil, River Bottom Ghost Market... Behind every weird thing, there is no ghost, only human heart and truth that are more terrifying than ghosts. This is the Yangtze River, I have the final say.