Chapter Forty-Six: Fishing for Spirit Fish in the Ghost River

The sacks entered the river, stirring up countless splashes, but the pedestrians standing on the street avoided it at all, and did not dare to touch the river in the slightest.

Yu Yang's eyebrows frowned slightly, could it be that there are still a few doorways in this river, why didn't the local guide who was invited before open his mouth to explain, if he strayed into the river, he would give his life in vain, this yuan stone is really not worth spending.

"Hey, when did the ghost river thaw, this once-in-a-century adventure was actually bumped into by us."

"Quick, summons immediately, and let all the brothers of the mercenary group come over."

"There are still two hours before noon, brothers, I will take my leave first."

Soon, there was an exclamation inside and outside the tea shed, and in a blink of an eye, most of the figures dissipated, and the crowd of people who were originally passing by on the long street also gathered around the river, constantly looking at something in the river.

"Boy, go quickly, it's over, you won't be able to grab anything." The storyteller didn't know when he was already sitting on a bamboo chair that could be shaken, and at this moment he was holding his eyelids, his face was lazy, and even his tone was half-dead.

"Please also ask the old-timers for guidance." Yu Yang's eyes rolled, and he immediately grasped the key and bowed to the storyteller, his face full of forcibly distorted respect.

"Huh?" The old man opened his eyes abruptly and stared at Yu Yang tightly for a long time.

Yu Yang trembled, only feeling that his whole body, every meridian and every acupuncture point, had been probed by the other party, of course, except for the thing in the dantian, after all, that old man had not moved at all.

"Anyway, hitting geese all day long has made geese peck and hurt their eyes, clever boy, just take it." The storyteller smiled angrily at Yu Yang and waved his hand to throw a stick.

"Snap" fell into his hand, Yu Yang felt as if he was hundreds of catties heavy, if it was the previous body, it was this little bit of strength, which could make it difficult for him to walk, but because after the dragon blood was quenched, Yu Yang had not absorbed most of the essence and blood contained in the meridians and acupuncture points in the body, but the physical strength at this moment was wielding a thousand catties of utensils, and it was also easy.

But if you look closely, this thing is actually thick at one end and thin at the end, and there is a section at a distance of several feet, which seems to be a bamboo.

The body is purple and crystalline, with a soft thin thread wrapped around the end, tied into a silkworm cocoon, but the length is not visible, but the hook at the thin knot makes Yu Yang's eyes widen.

"Fishing rods?"

Looking back at the riverside where countless figures were flocking, Yu Yang was stunned, and was about to turn back to ask the storyteller, when a strong wind hit behind him.

"Qiang" sword blade sounded, Yu Yang subconsciously touched his waist, and when he turned back, he moved half a step back, and the short blade was already hidden in the cuff, ready to kill at any time.

"Hey, brother, I can be regarded as finding you, hurry, the ghost river fishing is about to start, this is a great opportunity to catch a spirit fish in a hundred years." In the eyes, it was Xiao Kun's simple image, Yu Yang's expression was relaxed, his hand naturally hung down, and the short blade returned to his waist.

"Yes, you've got your tools ready so quickly, but you're moving pretty fast, let's go, it's too late, and you won't be able to grab a good spot." Without saying anything, Xiao Kun pulled Yu Yang and squeezed into the crowd that kept coming, running along the long street.

"Hey" Yu Yang originally wanted to thank the storyteller with gratitude, but when he turned around, he only saw the empty tea shed, where there was still the figure of the storyteller and the little girl.

"Damn, is this a coincidence?" Yu Yang and Xiao Kun stopped at a ferry, slapped their heads suddenly, woke up, and secretly said in their hearts.

"Colorful earthworms, a piece only sells a hundred spirit stones, the goods are limited, one step late, you will miss the once-in-a-century ghost river fishing opportunity." On the edge of the wharf, the best business is the vendor with a small stall and a few rows of black boxes neatly placed in front of him.

"What is this multicolored earthworm?" Seeing that Xiao Kun was about to step forward with great interest, Yu Yang pulled his sleeve and couldn't help but speak.

"This is the most favorite ration of all the spirit fish in the ghost river, if it is hung on the hook, attached to a wisp of yuan power, it can attract the spirit fish in the river, this huge ghost river, from ancient times, it is said that it is the burial of the bones of the earth, the river water inside, is the blood of the gods and demons gathered, and those spirit fish, naturally is the remnant soul of the ancient gods and demons, if it is refined, it has a great help for cultivation." Xiao Kun talked endlessly, and it seemed that he would be able to catch the opportunity in the next moment.

"A hundred spirit stones." Yu Yang twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but buy a black box, it is said that there are thirteen colorful earthworms in it, so that he went to 1,500 pins of spirit stones, and this black box was also recorded in the price of two hundred pinyuan stones, which was really black.

The two continued to run, and saw that many places along the river had already taken out fishing rods or nets and began to fish, but they could not find a good position along the way, so they had to keep going.

Suddenly, Xiao Kun took out a yellowed talisman, reached out and injected Yuan Li and pinched it, and a line of handwriting immediately appeared on it.

"I've chartered a small boat and went up the river - Yu Wenxiong."

"Brother, let's go together, although this Yu Wenxiong is not a good thing, but with such an opportunity, you can't give up anything, and it is not a bad idea to compromise for the time being." Xiao Kun patted Yu Yang's shoulder, and his face changed quickly. Before, I didn't know who was begging Yu Yang in the alley to join forces to deal with Yu Wenxiong's guy.

"You go first, I'm used to being alone." Yu Yang shook his head slightly, constantly fiddling with the black box in his hand.

"Okay, good luck then." Xiao Kun immediately stopped persuading, and disappeared into the crowd.

Yu Yang watched him go away, and when a large number of people gathered on the shore, he quietly walked downstream along the river.

"You see, the man went downstream."

"As we all know, the spirit fish in the ghost river are from the top to the downstream, slip around to the outside world, and swim back at night, and the downstream river is turbulent, and it will capsize at any time.

After that, many people showed disdain at Yu Yang, thinking that this person had gone crazy.

But how did they know that Yu Yang just wanted to hide the fishing rod in his hand, and God knew how capable the fishing rod was given by the storyteller who saw the head and the tail.

Yu Yang likes a person, that is, he likes to eat alone, if it is such a good thing, it can't be caught, it's okay, the sourness is borne by himself, if he catches something shocking to the world, but he can't leak the news, otherwise, the team is still calling brothers and sisters a moment ago, and the next breath, I'm afraid that it will already be a big fight.

In many cases, the mercenary groups that were once strong collapsed due to conflicts of interests.

I don't know how many miles I walked, Yu Yang finally couldn't see the gate of the town, and the population was even more scarce.

Sitting down against the lush aquatic plants, Yu Yang stretched out his hand and buried a few bath charms not far away, if there are Yuan beasts and people passing by, the Yuan Force attached to it is touched, and it will form a swamp around it for the first time, giving Yu Yang enough time to react.

"I don't know what material this purple bamboo is, if it collapses halfway ...... way, cough cough." Yu Yang didn't think much about it, he reached out and picked up the black box, and a yuan force probed into it, and an earthworm with a colorful glow of knuckle length fell into his hand.

"A hundred lower-grade yuan stones, it's really a big gamble." Yu Yang hung the earthworm on the hook, got up skillfully, pulled out a piece of silk thread wrapped around the end, and threw it outward.

The ghost river on the side of Dusk Town, the river surface is wide, and it is difficult to distinguish it with the naked eye, and when it comes downstream, the location of the center of the river is even more white, Yu Yang only feels that he has used his greatest strength, with the crazy injection of Yuan Li, the silk thread is suddenly straightened, and it is shot out several miles away.

"Good fellow, isn't this a psychic soldier?" Yu Yang exclaimed in surprise, and looked at the fishing rod held in the palm of his hand in a daze, with every wisp of Yuan Force injected, the purple bamboo surface will flash a little luster, although it is difficult to detect with the naked eye, but Yu Yang is fortunate that he is already a monk who has cultivated spiritual thoughts, and he can't see the abnormality in it.

"It seems that I have really picked up a treasure." Yu Yang was happy, and after communicating with Xiao Kun before, he learned that the fishing rod line in the kid's hand was no more than thirty zhang long, and God knows if the spirit fish would swim towards the shallow river when it was active, thirty zhang is also a long distance in the vast land.

But if it is placed on the ghost river with no end in sight, it is not even possible to reach the center of the river, and it is 108,000 miles away.

The most expensive thing about fishing is patience, but fortunately, the ocean has enough time, at this moment leisurely take out a large piece of wild boar, while setting up the fire to barbecue meat, while fishing, where do you know, the upstream has been stormy.

The big waves set off countless silver lights, and when they fell in the water, I don't know who was the first to exclaim, at the same time on the shore, countless boats were put into the river, and the colorful Yuanli light cover was sacrificed on the boat, and everything could not touch the river water, and if it was isolated with Yuanli, it could be driven, but every once in a while, it would consume a lot of Yuanshi, and it was not something that ordinary people could afford, so that Xiao Kun heard that there was an opportunity to go to the center of the river by boat, and he was so excited that he left Yu Yang, and ignored the fear of Yu Wenxiong.

The deep and bottomless river, every time it swings, the boat looks precarious, but in front of the opportunity, there are still people who go in an endless stream.

From upstream to downstream, the running spirit fish is just a breath, looking at the surging tide from top to bottom, a majestic heaven and earth vitality came from the bottom of the water, Yu Yang held the burnt yellow and soft barbecue in one hand, and trembled violently in the other.

Immediately, a majestic force pulled him into the water, and his body stumbled, that is, he almost fell into the water, and finally stabilized his body, Yu Yang licked his lips, his muscles tightened, feeling the force from the fishing rod, and his eyes were full of excitement.