There are always masters in the world, like Liu Mengqiang's master, Master Wuchen, who is far away from the fireworks of the world, which is so extraordinary in this prosperous 21st century.

Liu Mengqiang was moved by the beautiful scenery of the bamboo forest in front of him, the fame and fortune, power and money, wealth and poverty, love and hatred of Shenma do not exist in the eyes of Master Wuchen, and the master has no quarrel with the world.

"Hadron, go, catch the fish. Wuchen came out of the small stone kitchen for a while, picked up a straight solid bamboo pole with the branches and sharpened branches, and walked towards the mud path in front of the bamboo house.

Liu Mengqiang followed behind Wuchen and said strangely: "Master, the bamboo you are holding looks like a fishing rod, but there is no fishing hook and silk line, how can you fish? ”

Wuchen didn't stop, nor did he look back, just smiled indifferently: "You kid squeezed the master, did I say that I went fishing?

Liu Mengqiang knows that his master's martial arts are unfathomable, but he has a kind personality, unlike some people in society who have a temper when they go to Shaolin, Henan Province to learn half-pull kung fu.

Although Wuchen is not smiling, it is not strange for Liu Mengqiang and Wuchen to joke, and the conversation between master and apprentice can be regarded as a kind of fate.

However, Liu Mengqiang couldn't figure out how Master Wuchen could catch a fish with a bare slender bamboo pole, and he followed Wuchen suspiciously to see what was going on.

Through the bamboo forest path, you will come to the shore of Nanhu Lake.

The South Lake, surrounded by mountains, rippling blue waves, lotus into the painting, natural lake. Around the lake, green pines and cypresses, green bamboos and green mulberries, birds and flowers, like a peach blossom source.

Liu Mengqiang marveled at the unique scenery of Nanhu Lake, perhaps because it is located on a remote road and difficult to walk, but no one has found it to be engaged in development. It's okay to leave a quiet place in the world, and Liu Mengqiang won't tell anyone in the future.

When I came to the South Lake, there was a big bluestone on the shore near the end of the path, which was probably a place for dust-free water and laundry.

Wuchen took the bamboo pole, walked to the big bluestone, and asked Liu Mengqiang to stand on the shore to observe his every move.

But I saw Wuchen holding a bamboo pole in his hand, the tip of the bamboo was facing downward, and the half-squatting horse was walking on the big bluestone without taking his eyes off it, and his eyes were fixed on the water.

From the posture of Wuchen holding a bamboo pole, Liu Mengqiang understood that Wuchen was imitating a fisherman's hairpin in water. It's just that the hairpin fish is a fish hairpin, and the hairpin is a weighty iron tool, and the slender bamboo pole in Wuchen's hand can catch the fish, I can't imagine it.

The lake water is very clear, you can see some small stone fish smaller than nails swimming freely, even if the fish can be hairpinned without dust, there are not hundreds of them can not be called a catty, can not imagine that dustless can use bamboo poles to pick up so many small stone fish.

Liu Mengqiang pondered, he heard a "on" from Wuchen, and then the sound of the bamboo pole breaking the air, the long bamboo pole went straight to the bottom of the water with lightning speed, the bamboo pole shook ten meters from the shore, and there were waves churning at the place where the rod entered the water.

Seeing Wuchen jumping again, his feet dotted with lotus leaves, he picked up a bamboo pole, flashed back to the big bluestone, and a big grass carp weighing more than three catties was interspersed with a broken belly by a bamboo qian, and the grass carp was still struggling, and there was blood on the tip of the bamboo.

Wuchen withdrew the fish from the bamboo tip, patted it with his hand by the way, and the fish lay on the stone slab and did not move, put the bamboo pole on the bluestone slab, and then washed his hands and got up.

"What's the matter, come and cut the fish and wash it, I have to boil the water." Wuchen glanced at Liu Mengqiang, who was still stunned, and walked on the bamboo path.

"Hey, master, if I don't have a kitchen knife, how can I break the fish maw?" Do you want me to tear it with my hands?" Liu Mengqiang walked towards the bluestone slab, a little stunned, and he hadn't come back to his senses.

Just now, Master Wuchen's series of perfect fish-catching actions were completed in an instant, how did Wuchen discover that there was a big grass carp under the water? Liu Mengqiang only saw a small stone fish swimming on the surface of the water!!

"As for college students, do you have to use a knife to kill fish? Killing is still invisible. Wuchen ignored Liu Mengqiang, dropped a clueless sentence and went back to the bamboo house alone.

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