half demon glass

Chapter 886 Diversion of the Yellow River
After Lin Sishen swallowed his saliva, he continued: "It is really possible that he has the blood of the Rouli tribe, but his appearance at the time was already very old, and he lived alone on the boat, and he had no descendants. I don't know. Are you still alive in this world now?"

Finally having such a reliable clue, I put all Lin Sishen's worries aside and said, "Is the place you mentioned far away from us?"

"Far or not, close or not, he is in a tributary of the Yellow River. Strictly speaking, the old man's identity can be regarded as a ferryman of the Yellow River. He lives on that river all day long, fishing for corpses, and takes nothing from ordinary people. Kill the rich people with one knife." Lin Sishen said.

"Yellow River Ferryman?" When I heard this, I immediately became interested, not only because I had heard of this profession before, but also because I had been in contact with the Rouli tribe and had investigated too many past events of the Rouli tribe.

A tribe that specializes in sneaking around and doing nothing in human affairs, but the descendants actually become Yellow River ferrymen?

"To be honest, that old man is quite generous. Back then, I searched all over the world to find my master, but when I got there, I almost stumbled." Lin Sishen sighed.

"Then... let's set off now, can you show us the way?" I asked.

Lin Sishen nodded and turned his gaze to Feng Jiuqing. He originally wanted him to take out the paper sedan and rush on his way, but then he thought, I made such a big noise here and my whereabouts were exposed.

Even if those gangsters don't pose much of a threat to us, there are so many of them after all. If they cause any trouble, aren't there Qian Xianjing, Ye Jinnian and others waiting for Huangque behind?
So after much deliberation, the three of us finally decided to fly to a nearby city and buy a second-hand car to drive there.

Since the ID card was unavailable, I was worried at first about how the three of us would be able to get on the plane, but I didn’t expect Feng Jiuqing to directly use soul-possession to solve all this.

By the time the three of us arrived at the airport nearest to the old man's place, it was already dark. When we got off the plane, we could clearly feel a chill.

The place where the old man stayed back then was called Hutougou, and there were several scattered villages nearby where many people lived.

As times have changed over the years, some of those villages have long been relocated, and only some old people remain in the villages.

By the time we drove to these villages, it was already approaching midnight. Everything we could see was pitch black, let alone human figures. Even the dogs were asleep.

We couldn't get any information about the old man in Hutougou from the mouths of people nearby. Lin Sishen had no choice but to drive directly, following his memory towards the location back then.

But he drove on, and when he was halfway down the road, he discovered that in response to the South-to-North Water Diversion, the local government had changed the course of the Yellow River branch here and divided it into three, becoming three long and narrow tributaries.

Since it is the dry season now, one of the tributaries that can flow to Hutougou is almost exhausted. The further down it goes, even the sediment under the river bed is exposed, let alone punting on it. Fish swimming on it will die of drought.

"What should we do? Don't forget that the old man has survived until now, and the river where he lives has dried up first." I asked Lin Sishen uneasily.

He did not rush to answer. Instead, he stretched out his hand, pointed forward, and asked Feng Jiuqing and me, "Can you see clearly what that thing is?"

(End of this chapter)