Maybe because of Qian Gang's commotion, the movement was a bit too big, and for most of the next day, everyone's fish situation became worse.

Not to mention that there is no movement in the trolling rod, even the hand rod that performed well in the morning will be a bit of a stop.

Originally, Yang Zi planned to change to the side of the embankment to try it, but Qian Gang, who had just run away from the big fish, was unwilling.

It seems that he still has some thoughts in his heart about the big fish that ran away just now.

It continued like this until it was getting dark, and Yang Zi and the others had to regretfully collect the fishing tackle, and then return to the hotel to prepare for dinner.

They didn't come back for lunch today, and they had a casual snack on the boat for most of the day, and at this time they were all hungry, and their eyes were about to glow green.

Coming to the small restaurant last night again, everyone did not rush to leave after eating and drinking, but kept talking about the huge thing that ran away today.

"Yang Zi, you said that fish during the day, could it be the Mekong giant catfish that is legendary here?

With so much strength, this is a little more bluffing than the big fish we caught in the sea. ”

After pouring a beer, Qian Gang was still a little regretful, and talked to Yang Zi about the big fish.

"It's hard to say, and the other party didn't show up, so how can I guess the variety.

However, judging from the situation at the time, and the strength you described, this fish must have at least one or two hundred catties.

There are only a few kinds of fish that can grow so big in this water, so the range is not very large.

What's wrong? You're still there?"

Yang Zi made a simple analysis, and laughed and teased Qian Gang by the way.

What happened to the other party today is really a little too funny.

From the beginning of the fathead fish with a broken fishing rod, to the back of the warped mouth, the black fish, and then the last mysterious giant.

This round of fish is caught, and the mood is probably more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

"!

Such a big fish, even a face did not show and ran away, who can be willing to meet it?"

Qian Gang rolled his eyes and looked at Yang Zi with contempt.

"Since you're so unwilling, why don't we try it again at night?

But we can't fish too late today, and we'll have to go tomorrow.

If it's not too much of a toss, let's go now.

Fishing until 12 o'clock and coming back still has no impact on the trip. ”

Looking at Qian Gang's unhappy face, Yang Zi pondered for a while, and then said to him with temptation.

"Hey!

Let's go! What are we fishermen afraid of?

Tonight is an all-night fishing, and tomorrow I'll still be so energetic. ”

Hearing Yang Zi say this, Qian Gang immediately came to his senses.

While urging everyone who was still drinking tea, he took out his wallet and ran to the side to start paying.

This was his own promise in front, although the black fish was swallowed by the big fish behind, but after all, it still didn't catch it.

After returning to the hotel, everyone took the fishing tackle and got into Yang Zi's RV, and then drove all the way to the town near the fishing spot.

Because of the tossing and turning of the day, the girls are not as good as them, so they all nest in the hotel to rest.

However, in order to keep the shooting work, Zhang Jiao still called a cameraman to come with them, so as not to miss any wonderful catches.

At night, the temperature is very cool and pleasant, and the only annoying thing is the mosquitoes that keep flying.

Yang Zi and they spared a few laps on the not wide path, and finally arrived at the edge of the river mouth that they had seen from afar in the past two days.

This time, we were fishing on the shore, so we found a relatively wide terrain and started to pack up our tackle and prepare for the rod.

Everything was packed up, and in order to cast the bait as far as possible, the three fishing rods at night were all thrown by Yang Zilai.

His strange force and the sturdy rod body threw the fishing rig weighing more than two catties to the surface of the lake with a strong flick, and then flew more than 100 meters away before falling.

He fixed the rods one by one about ten meters offshore, and several people sat aside and began to chat, quietly waiting for the moment when the fish would bite the hook.

Don't look at the fisherman when he feels very happy, it is all based on the long wait.

At the beginning, a few people could still chat and laugh. But after talking about some of the more interesting topics, they all fell silent one by one.

"Jingle bell!"

Suddenly, there was a soft sound of a bell from the fishing rod in the middle, and several people sitting on the ground got up almost instantly and rushed to the fishing rod.

Unfortunately, after the bell rang, the rod immediately returned to calm.

Yang Zi, who let Xing rush over, waited for a while and still didn't move, and then walked to the side and sat down with a depressed face.

This time the bell sounded like a signal, and in the following time, the three fishing rods sounded like music, one by one.

The problem is that this is not the kind of ringing method of the middle fish, but one at a time, and the interval is relatively long.

"Old Deng, what the hell do you think this is playing tricks on us?

It's better not to be caught by me, or I'll blush it. ”

The unbelieving Qian finally pulled out the fishing rod after another bell rang, and then began to put away the fishing line.

Finding that there was no struggle at the tip of the rod, he couldn't help but ask Deng Gang about the situation depressedly.

"Hehe! What else could it be, Bacheng is the one we caught yesterday.

However, this time the hook was too big for them to bite into, so they had to drag the bait and keep biting.

I guess all those ringtones just now were made by these things.

If you don't believe me, if you look at the bait of this rod later, they must have bitten off a lot. ”

Deng Gang fiddled with the cigarette roll while explaining the situation in the water with Qian Gang.

At this time, it was close to ten o'clock in the evening, which was the time when these fish species were active, and it was really normal to come out and harass their fishing rods or something.

Sure enough, as Qian Gang dragged the fishing rig out of the water, half of the chickens hanging on it had been gnawed off.

In many places, some bones were revealed, which looked very ugly and terrifying.

The depressed Qian just took off the bait, hung it up again, and then let Yang Zi continue to throw it back to the surface.

was tossed by these rich fish until more than eleven o'clock in the evening, and Yang Zi and the others lost the excitement they had before they came.

I looked at my phone from time to time, looking at the decreasing time and secretly anxious.