The way that person sank beneath the water was clearly wrong, as if something had dragged him to the bottom of the river.
This wasn't the first time I'd seen something like this. Ghosts seemed to kill people in the water by using this method.
Only, compared with the scenes of ghosts killing people I'd seen before, this one was much more violent.
I hadn't seen the man struggle. Even when my point of view shifted to the riverbed, all I saw was the man stretching out both hands as he was dragged straight down. He seemed to have fallen unconscious, yet his eyes were open and his expression was pained, with the occasional subtle change. His mouth hung open as bubbles escaped, and water poured in, making him cough and choke. But aside from the water and bubbles, he made no other movements.
The others were all stunned. They were young people who had just been killed by their own relatives and turned into spirits; this was practically the first time they'd seen anything like it.
I could feel Li Yu's terror. He wanted to run.
Even an idiot should have realized that something in the water had grabbed that man. If they wanted to escape, they had to get to shore.
The surface of the river roiled with splashes and constant commotion.
The currents below were stirred up as well.
Amid the chaos, I caught sight of a flash of silver.
The man's body suddenly flipped over, feet up and head down. In an instant, he was dragged to the surface.
My view shifted to the surface, too.
Li Yu and the others hadn't yet made it to shore when they heard a commotion behind them.
The man was pulled out of the water and sent flying high