(Didn't the author say there would be an extra update today?)
As the saying went, walk enough night roads and you were bound to meet a ghost. These night anglers had occasionally run into such things before. They hurriedly bowed in every direction, then drove away as fast as they could.
Tang Changsheng nodded faintly and watched them drive off. Their headlights cut through the darkness, then soon vanished.
"How bold, fishing at night in a place like Three-Course Dam. Good thing the terrain changed long ago... Otherwise..."
Tang Changsheng murmured to himself and shook his head. Several decades had passed, and people had forgotten many of the old taboos.
The reservoir was vast enough to supply water to the millions of people in Lower River. That alone gave some idea of its size!
Tang Changsheng walked slowly along the embankment. Suddenly, his eyes flashed. "Seems there are quite a few people by the reservoir tonight... Someone's even camping..."
A Yin Soldier he had sent to scout had found a tent in the woods about half a kilometer away.
When Tang Changsheng arrived, he was still dozens of meters from the tent when he heard a man and woman at it inside. He felt rather helpless. Damn, they weren't just camping—they were getting busy outdoors. Hadn't they noticed anything wrong?
At least seven or eight Yin Soldiers were circling the tent. Even if those two were slow on the uptake, they ought to have sensed something.
Forget it. They aren't in the way. Tang Changsheng could not be bothered to interfere, so he quietly turned to leave. He had no intention of being the stick that broke up a pair of wild lovebirds.
But just as he was about to go, he heard voices.
It turned out there were more