At this time, a group of refugees were standing on the side of the riverbed fishing.

They were a group of people living by rivers and lakes. They were proficient in water and good at fishing. Even when they were fleeing, they brought their fishing nets, which were their livelihood.

Along the way, wherever they saw rivers or lakes, they would cast their nets and fish. Sometimes they got a harvest, and sometimes they got nothing.

In addition to those who fish, there are also some people who take advantage of this break to go fishing. They fish not because they have leisure time, but because they want to have more food for their families so that they can eat less grain.

No matter how much food there is, it is not enough for the whole family to eat. Every household along the way has to be frugal and often have to find ways to eat.

Fishing in lakes and rivers is one of the ways.

"Dad, the current here is fast, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch many fish."

"Whether there is any or not, just try to get some. If you can get some, that's good."

"I'm afraid it's a waste of effort." The youngest son muttered.

The older son kicked his younger brother and said, "Just get to work!"

Other anglers also try to choose places with calm water to fish, but that is only relatively calm. The overall flow of the river is extremely turbulent.

As they deal with water all year round, they are naturally aware of this and do not miss the "what if".

Jiuyou went to the river to fetch water and saw this scene. There were many people standing on the river bank, each of them trying their best to catch fish.

Jiuyou just took a look and was not interested in it. After fetching water, he left.

The sky gradually darkened, and the fishermen took up their fishing rods, but everyone returned empty-handed.

Someone looked at his companions who were casting the nets and asked them, "Old Zhao, it's time to collect the nets. It's getting late. If you don't collect the nets now, it will be dark soon."

Old Zhao smiled at his companions and said, "We've harvested it now. How's your harvest?"

“Nothing.”

Others also said that they gained nothing.

"Dad, have we closed the net yet?" asked Old Zhao's youngest son anxiously.

Old Zhao glanced at the sky and saw that it was getting late. He said to his five sons, "Collect them."

Following Old Zhao's order, everyone began to close in their nets.

As the net bag left the water, the expectant looks on the faces of the sons gradually faded.

The youngest son muttered, "I knew there was nothing."

As soon as the words fell, the eldest son felt the pulling force from below, and was immediately surprised and shouted to his father and brothers: "There is something down there."

The fishermen who were about to leave and those who had just walked onto the official road heard it and ran over.

As soon as Old Zhao took action, he also felt the pulling force from below.

The other sons naturally felt it as well, and each of them showed joy on their faces.

"Dad, there must be a big fish down there. It's very strong and it's trying to break free from our net." The youngest son said excitedly.

He clearly felt the pulling force from below. The fact that such a huge force could be generated showed that the fish under the net was a big fish, which was why it had such a huge force.

A fish that can live in such turbulent water and grow so big must be no ordinary creature.

Old Zhao was very happy. If they could really catch a big fish, they would have food for the next two days, which could help them save a lot of food.

"You guys work harder." Old Zhao shouted to his sons.

Others looked at this situation with envy and curiosity.

"Is Old Zhao's head really that big?"

"No, I have to feel it, too."

"You guys are having so much trouble pulling, let me give you a hand."

"Count me in."

Many people put down their nets or fishing rods and went forward to help.

In the camp on the other side of the official road, many people heard the news and got up and ran to the river bank to watch the excitement.

"The Zhao family has caught a big fish."

"Really? I have to go check it out."

The news spread quickly, and everyone in the nearby camps knew about it, including Jiuyou who was camping alone. Jiuyou, who was sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, also heard the news, but he was not interested in it. He ate his meat pie by himself, and drank a sip of water when his mouth was dry.

The riverside was crowded with people, all looking on eagerly and waiting.

Old Zhao took command, "One, two, three, pull. Do it again, one, two, three, pull."

Following Old Zhao's command, everyone worked together to pull up, and soon the net bag was pulled out little by little, and the big guy holding the net bag was also dragged up little by little.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the vision was dark. Everyone looked at the things that were pulled up, a little confused. Because of the light problem, no one could see what it was, but it was certain that it was not a big fish.

"It doesn't look like a big fish to me."

"Yes, it doesn't look like a big fish to me."

"What is that thing? It's long."

"Could they have found some treasure?" someone speculated.

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the others lit up, and many of them rubbed their eyes, trying to see clearly what it was.

"Why do I feel that thing is shaped like a person?"

"No way! Don't scare me."

"Don't say anything unlucky in this dark night." The timid man couldn't help but touch the goose bumps on his arms.

Old Zhao's family and other people who helped could see more clearly than other people on the shore.

"Dad, something doesn't seem right to me."

"Old Zhao, there seems to be something wrong with the things you pulled up."

To say something was wrong was an understatement.

Old Zhao felt heavy in his heart. For those of them who lived by the river all year round, the thing they hated most was bringing up some dirty things.

They say that if something in the water gets into his net bag, it's your fault.

The house must be kept well. If it is not, dirty things will always follow the house.

Old Zhao looked serious, "Keep pulling. Pull the things up."

The sons also realized that something was wrong, but when they reached this point, they could only continue pulling up.

Soon the thing was pulled up by the net bag. When it came up, people who were nearby were so scared that they stepped back after seeing what it was clearly.

"What is that?" the man with poor eyesight on the shore asked curiously.

The people by the river retreated unconsciously.

"It's a corpse, a corpse." The man by the river said to the people on the official road.

When these words were spoken, the refugees watching were all shocked.

"What bad luck! I thought it was a big fish, but I ended up catching something like this."

“I don’t know how long the body has been in the river.”

"Go, go, go, stop looking. This is really unlucky."

Many women took their children back home, mumbling the names of gods and Buddhas.

The people who feel the most unlucky are probably Lao Zhao's family.

The eldest son bravely came closer to take a look, and when he saw it, he almost vomited bitter water, "Dad, it's a female corpse."