Corpse Fisherman from the Yellow River

Twenty years ago, I was adopted into a family of people who fished corpses from the Yellow River. Later, my adoptive father and mother passed away one after another, making me the only descendant of the people who fished for corpses. From then on, I was forced to go to a dead end and learn to fish out corpses. Whether it's an old corpse, a withered skeleton from the Republic of China, or an ancient corpse, I have to carry it out from the twelve ghost caves. Because I have no choice but to survive like this!