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The next morning, Grandpa had prepared a large bundle of items. The village chief had his son drive us to the reservoir with the inflatable raft.
The reservoir was vast, stretching endlessly before us.
"Grandpa, can you fish the body out?" I asked, feeling a bit uneasy as I gazed at the water.
"Let's give it a try," he replied.
Grandpa pulled out yellow paper, ink, and a brush from the bag. He cut the yellow paper into the shape of a paper man and wrote down the girl's birth date and time on it. After finishing that, he took out a paper boat and placed the paper man on top of it.
"Go!" he commanded.
He picked up a red string, tying one end to the paper boat and wrapping the other around his finger. Then he set the paper boat onto the water's surface.
In an instant, the red string in his hand tightened, and the paper boat began to drift toward the depths of the reservoir at a visible speed. I quickly grabbed a paddle and joined Grandpa in chasing after the paper boat, rowing deeper into the reservoir.
The reservoir was eerily quiet at night, with only the sound of our paddles slicing through the water breaking the silence.
After drifting for quite some time, the paper boat finally came to a stop. I picked it up and noticed that the paper man was gone.
"Grandpa, the paper man is missing!" I exclaimed, my face turning pale with fear.
"It's okay, don't be scared," he reassured me, patting my shoulder. He took the paddle and steered the inflatable raft to where the paper boat was located.
"You wait here; I'll go take a look," he instructed.
"Okay," I nodded, watching as Grandpa jumped into the water.
I waited anxiously, and about ten minutes later, Grandpa finally resurfaced.
"How did it go?" I asked hurriedly.
"It won't work; we need to move to another spot," he replied, picking up the oars and paddling the Inflatable Raft to a different location.
Then he took a fishing net out of his bag and tossed it into the water.
"This is a net for Body Retrieval," Grandpa explained.
"Using this kind of net for Body Retrieval is almost guaranteed."
As he spoke, he began to reel the net back in.
"No good; the person isn't here," he shook his head.
"We need to change locations."
After saying that, he paddled the Inflatable Raft to another spot and threw the net into the water again.
This time, it wasn't long before the net suddenly went taut.
"Got something!" Grandpa's eyes lit up as he hurriedly started to pull in the net.
But as he continued, his movements slowed down.
"Something's not right," Grandpa said, furrowing his brow.
"What is it?" I asked anxiously.
"That's not a person down there," he said in a low voice.
"Not a person? Then what is it?"
I couldn't help but ask, "What do we do now?"
"I don't know, let's wait and see," Grandpa replied as he pulled the fishing net back in.
But when the net was finally retrieved, I was stunned. Inside the large net, there were only a few broken pieces of wood.
"What...?" I looked at Grandpa in confusion.
He dipped his finger into the water from the reservoir and tasted it.
"Yuck!" Grandpa spat it out. "This water is problematic."
"What should we do?" I asked anxiously.
"Use this!" Grandpa said, pulling out a bottle filled with blood from his bag. When I was little, I had asked him about it, and he told me it contained Black Dog Blood, used for warding off evil spirits.
Grandpa poured all the blood into the water, then tossed the fishing net back in.
This time, it wasn't long before a tremendous force surged from beneath the water.
"It's so heavy!" Grandpa gritted his teeth and pulled hard on the net.
But the power of the water was overwhelming, dragging the inflatable raft several dozen meters away.
"This is bad!" Grandpa's face changed dramatically as he quickly grabbed a stack of copper coins and scattered them across the water's surface.
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