I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

At Jinhe Bay, a branch of the Li River, Zhao Fei and Lao Mo got out of the car and walked one after the other towards the riverbank.

According to the fishermen, it was in this very place that they discovered traces of the demon.

Although they weren't entirely sure if it was a demon, they were certain it could be the Lijiang Divine Dragon.

Many people simply smiled and remained silent in response to their accounts.

Divine Dragon?

Could a divine dragon be hiding in such a small river?

The two arrived at the riverbank and found several fearless fishermen fishing with their rods.

To the two's surprise, one of these fishermen was actually an eighth-rank immortal cultivator!

Zhao Fei and his companion exchanged a glance and walked over curiously.

"Hi."

The immortal cultivator nodded with a smile and greeted them, "So you are the two lords from the Inspection Division. What are your orders?"

Zhao Fei: "Dude, don't you know what kind of monster has appeared here lately? It's even fishing here?"

The immortal cultivator nodded: "It was precisely because I heard there were demons here that I came to try my luck."

Zhao Fei: "...?"

Old Mo chuckled. "I've seen people go to the forbidden area to catch demons to use as mounts or pets, but this is the first time I've seen someone come to this kind of river to fish for demons."

The immortal cultivator shrugged. "With my cultivation level, going to the forbidden area would be suicide. I might as well try my luck here."

As he spoke, the immortal cultivator gestured with his chin toward a few martial artists not far away, "Those brothers came with the same idea; it's just a matter of who gets lucky."

Old Mo: "..."

Zhao Fei frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid of being devoured by a demon if you capture it as a pet?"

Old Mo glanced at Zhao Fei. "How could a demon that can be subdued possibly kill its master?"

Zhao Fei was speechless.

That's right.

The demons that can be subdued are naturally far less powerful than their masters.

For such a demon to want to retaliate is simply courting death.

"Secondly, demons are not without brains. If their masters take them seriously, they won't fight to the death with them. If they really don't want to, they won't become someone else's demon pets."

Old Mo gestured towards the river with his chin. "How long have you been here? What have you found?"

The immortal cultivator said, "We've been here for two hours and haven't seen a single one. I guess those fishermen are seeing things and mistaking the big fish for a monster."

Old Mo: "That would be perfect. You continue, let's go for another look around."

After bidding farewell to the immortal cultivator, Old Mo led Zhao Fei towards the reed marshes, asking as he did so, "How good a swimmer are you?"

Zhao Fei: "I grew up on the banks of the Li River, don't you think?"

Old Mo: "That's great! Come with me into the water later."

"what?"

Zhao Fei looked surprised. "Investigating a demon?"

Old Mexican: "Otherwise, how am I supposed to write the report?"

Zhao Fei: "..."

As he spoke, Old Mo stopped in his tracks. "I also grew up by the river. Big fish and wild beasts always choose secluded places to make their caves."

"If those fishermen are right, there might be a monster's cave in this reed patch."

"If they're mistaken..."

"Then we can head home now."

Old Mo laughed and jumped straight into the river.

Upon seeing this.

Zhao Fei hesitated for a moment, then took out a few talismans, stuck them on his body, and then entered the water.

Underwater is different from land.

The constantly surging water carried my floating body. The soft riverbed felt nothing like the solid ground I felt on land, and a sense of unease lingered in my heart at all times.

Zhao Fei looked around and quickly noticed that Lao Mo was holding a glowing bead in his hand.

Under Zhao Fei's questioning gaze, Old Mo asked with equal confusion, "You didn't even bring a light?"

Zhao Fei: "You didn't say anything about going into the water."

Old Mo: "..."

After casually tossing the glowing light to Zhao Fei, Lao Mo took out another one.

With the help of the light from the bead, the two were able to see clearly the scene within a radius of ten meters.

The black mud underfoot was mixed with various fish bone fragments, and the closer you got to the reeds, the stronger the fishy smell became.

After walking several dozen meters, the two suddenly stopped.

A few meters ahead of them was a bloated corpse.

The body had been submerged in the river for a long time, its entire body swollen and pale, with many traces of being eaten.

The skin covering the liver in the chest area had long since disappeared, revealing the stark white ribs.

Old Mo frowned and warned, "Be careful, there might really be something in this river!"

Zhao Fei's expression was serious. Without needing much prompting from Lao Mo, he could deduce the clues simply from the corpse of the martial artist in front of him.

The two walked slowly forward, each taking out their weapons.

However, to their surprise, as they entered the reed marshland, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed considerably.

The intense, fishy stench reached its peak at this moment.

"Grass!"

Old Mo suddenly cursed, and Zhao Fei followed his gaze and saw a mudflat covered with countless dead fish!

"Have all the fish in this river died here?"

Zhao Fei muttered to himself, his face full of surprise, "If he's dead, why didn't he float up?"

"Perhaps it's because of the reed roots."

Old Mo looked around, then took out a talisman and threw it into the darkness ahead.

The talisman suddenly emitted light, and the black shadow seemed startled, instantly drifting away.

"It's a demon!"

Zhao Fei immediately took out a talisman and threw it at them.

Whoosh!

The talisman transformed into an ice crystal longsword, cleaving through the water, striking the dark figure, and pinning it to the riverbed.

Splash!

The black shadowy figure, writhing in pain, caused the originally yellowish-brown water to instantly become murky, filled with mud and impurities, obstructing their vision.

Without wasting words, Lao Mo wielded a three-foot-long sword and slashed directly at the location of the dark figure.

Bang.

Old Mo was forced back several steps, and some black liquid on the blade dissipated with the water.

Looking ahead at the riverbed, a broken, tail-like object was writhing and trying to disappear beneath the surface.

"Hey Mo, how's it going?"

"He looks like an eighth-rank demon."

With a flick of his wrist, Lao Mo's longsword instantly returned to its original state.

Zhao Fei shook his head. "Anyone who can be injured by my talisman must be below the eighth rank."

"Hard to say."

Old Mo shook his head, tossed out a talisman, and locked up half of the tail. "Bring this back first. Maybe the boss and the others know what this thing is."

……

pat.

The flame lit the cigarette.

Su Wuchen handed over a bottle of water. "Please accept my condolences."

Sun Shouzhen took the water, silently took a puff of his cigarette, and said, "Your cooking is quite good. Why don't you stay for dinner before heading back?"

"No."

Su Wuchen shook his head.

The death of a loved one is not a momentary pain, but a pain that accompanies one throughout life, which comes with every thought of it.

No amount of comfort, laughter, or changing the subject can truly mask the problem temporarily; it's difficult to fully heal.

Patting Sun Shouzhen on the shoulder, Su Wuchen sighed, "You've been busy all day. Take a rest and spend some time with your second uncle. I'll head back now. Call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

Driving his beat-up pickup truck, Su Wuchen had just turned from the side road onto the main street when he bumped into Zhao Fei and his companion.

"Burying the Corpse Su".

"What's going on with all that withered branches and rotten leaves?"

Su Wuchen chuckled and joked, "You're not going to drag a girl into a ditch in the bushes, are you?"

"Nonsense."

Zhao Fei chuckled and gestured towards the half-tail behind him, "We were ordered to go to Jinhe Bay to see what kind of monster was causing trouble, but we ended up only catching a tail."

"Oh, a long, black strip with scales?"

Su Wuchen glanced at it, "Don't let the female anchor see this."

Hey!

Zhao Fei raised his middle finger.