The two mountains are high, a silver dragon-like waterfall pours straight down from the twin peaks, the sound of the water roars, the scene is magnificent, looking at it from afar, people can't help but feel refreshed and happy.

Xin Lin couldn't help but whisper: "The scenery here is so beautiful, it's similar to our Qimiao Palace." ”

Between the words, I can't help but feel a little sad, maybe a little homesick.

The two have been together day and night for three years, and as long as Xin Lin asks about Wujimen, Xiao Fan has always told her calmly, rarely hiding anything, and even Xin Lin doesn't ask, occasionally chatting, Xiao Fan will tell her something.

Relatively speaking, Xin Lin said relatively little about the situation of Qimiao Palace. But just like Xiao Fan, as long as Xiao Fan asks, Xin Lin will tell him. Only where is the main altar of the Seven Wonders Palace, Xin Lin never mentions.

Xiao Fan didn't ask much.

In detail, the relationship between Qimiao Palace and Wuji Gate is complicated enough, faintly hostile, but entangled and unclear. Xin Lin, as a contemporary saint of Qimiao Palace, would be won back by the Ancestor of the Water Stopping as a "bet", which is strange enough.

Xin Lin also revealed a little that the Seven Miao Palace and the Wuji Gate have been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years, and they have almost never won once, and in the face of the sixty-fourth generation of the Wuji Gate, the Holy Maiden of the Seven Miao Palace should be cautious.

Xiao Fan said in a low voice: "If you want to go back, then go back and have a look." ”

Xin Lin shook her head.

She wanted to go home and see it, but it was clearly not right now.

Xiao Fan and the entire Xiao family are facing an extremely severe test, and life and death are at stake.

It was a "small team" of four people, thin and withered to the front of the old man, holding his jet-black "short stick" fishing rod in his hand, and two gourds hanging from his waist, and I don't know what was inside. Yan Donglou followed, still carrying the solid fishing rod of Xiangfei bamboo used by his brother Yan Xilou, carrying a big yellow satchel with five big red characters written on it - serving the people.

Seeing this kind of "antique-level" "serving the people", Xiao Fan always has a little sense of intimacy.

When he was in elementary school, this satchel was his school bag.

Get along day and night for five years.

At that time, elementary schools were basically similar to "serving the people".

Just the four of them, Deng Tongtian did not follow.

Xiang Old Man resolutely refused to let Deng Tongtian "watch from the sidelines". According to the old man's words, Deng Tongtian was full of impetuousness, which was incompatible with the artistic conception of the angler. With such a person by your side, there is no way to catch this fish.

Deng Tongtian greeted the old man's imaginary female relatives countless times in his heart, but he could only give in to this old guy who killed a thousand knives. He is the "fishing king", Deng Tongtian is not.

It was already the next day.

Explain to the old man that it is not so simple to fish for snow dolls, and you need to make some preparations. As for what kind of preparation to make, only he knows. Xiao Fan is not his "disciple" yet, and these "highly confidential" will definitely not be revealed to the old man casually.

The group slowly approached, only to see that under the waterfall, there was a deep pool. The area of the deep pool is not small, about one acre is wide, except for the splash of water directly below the waterfall, the surrounding is calm, the pool water is blue and secluded, and the depth is bottomless.

This waterfall is in a triangular position with Xizhai and Wuji Village, whether it is from Xizhai or from Wuji Village, it takes about two hours to walk, and it should be more than ten kilometers away.

As soon as he approached the waterhole, a chill hit his face, making people shiver.

Yan Donglou explained: "Mr. Xiao, Miss Xin, this waterhole is connected to the dark river, and after the waterfall, there is a dark river. The river is warm in winter and cool in summer. If you come here in winter, you will feel that the water is very warm. ”

Xiao Fan nodded.

It is no wonder that this pool of water looks blue and secluded, and the river connected to it is also turbulent, and the flow is not small, it turns out that not only the upper waterfall is flowing down, but also the water volume of the dark river has also joined in.

According to the classics, the jade Jiao is hidden in the Yin River underground, and occasionally enters the deep pool to feed, which is completely consistent with the scene in front of you.

This place is to the old man to lead the group, it can be seen that the old man is very familiar with the habits of the jade jiao. Yan Donglou said he once tried to fish for snow dolls, but was unsuccessful. But I don't know if there is a precedent for success for the old man. Although it is said that I have fished snow dolls before, it does not mean that I will be able to catch them today, but at least I have some experience.

It's just that I don't tell the old man himself, and it's not easy for others to ask. Even if you ask, whether this old guy with an extremely strange temper is willing to answer, that is not certain.

But looking at the appearance of the old man and the old god, he should be more or less sure.

Xiang Old Man came to the side of the waterhole, first looked up at the sky, the golden sunlight had just passed through a few rays of clouds, after seeing the sky, Xiang Old Man began to walk around the side of the waterhole again, stepping on strange steps under his feet, and there were words in his mouth.

This kind of step, Xiao Fan knew at a glance that it was the gossip direction of stepping on.

It seems that what he learned from the old man's chest is really extraordinary. As he himself said, this fishing is really broad and profound, not as simple as outsiders imagine.

After a while, the old man had already chosen the direction, sat down on a higher rock by the pool, picked up a gourd hanging from his waist, opened it, raised his head and took a sip, and then "poof", sprayed to the water under his feet, and he didn't know what kind of liquid was in his gourd, and he vaguely smelled a smell of wine. After spraying three times in a row, he stuffed the gourd tightly to the old man, and then loaded the bait in a good time, and put the fishing line into the water.

Yan Donglou was a little stunned by all this, his face showed a look of shame, and he said in a low voice: "Mr. Xiao, I will also look at the sky, but according to the gossip calculation, I really don't understand ......"

Xiao Fan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "In the East Building, there is a saying called killing pigs and tails, each with its own way of killing. This fishing is the same, ever-changing, no one stipulates that fishing must be counted as a gossip direction. You're going to do it your way. ”

Those who have achieved the highest position in a certain industry have their own unique ways and methods, and it is by no means a simple way to learn from their predecessors to achieve that supreme state.

Success can be replicated, but "first" cannot be replicated.

Yan Donglou nodded and said, "Snow dolls like to eat whitebait, and if you want to fish for snow dolls, you generally use whitebait as bait." I'll catch a whitebait first......"

As soon as he heard the word "whitebait", the big black cat immediately "meowed" and was quite excited, as if it could understand the word whitebait.

Xin Lin couldn't help laughing, glared at Hei Lin, and said, "Look at what you're gluttony." ”

She actually likes the big black cat very much, that is, the big black cat prefers to "pretend" in front of her, and often puts on a "rich and handsome" appearance, which is also called helpless.

Yan Donglou was also aware of the difference of the big black cat, and hurriedly smiled and said, "I'll catch one for you later." ”

The big black cat meowed again, as if it was deeply satisfied with it.

Yan Donglou narrowed his eyes and began to look at the waterhole. After a while, I went straight to another big stone, opened the Xiangfei bamboo fishing rod, loaded the bait, and lowered the hook into the water. Then he took a cotton mat from his satchel, laid it on the stone, and sat down.

Sitting down, Yan Donglou, who looked a little shy, seemed to be a different person, and became extremely calm, staring intently at the blue and secluded pool.

Looking at the old man over there, it was even more like an old monk in a trance, and the whole person seemed to have merged with the rock, and he couldn't tell each other.

The waterhole has acres and a square circle, the shore is craggy, and the "water shoreline" is quite long.

Xiao Fan looked up at the sky, pinched the trick with his right hand, and after a little calculation, he also went to a stone not far away and sat down cross-legged. He didn't need a small wooden stool or a cotton cushion, he just sat on the stone, and in an instant he became one with the stone like an old man.

The old man over there had actually been paying attention to Xiao Fan's movements, and when he saw this Jiashi, he couldn't help but nod secretly.

This person really has great wisdom, and as soon as he sits so casually, he secretly blends in with the surrounding environment, and quickly blends into the heavens and the earth. It is the most important "qualitative" of good anglers. Coupled with Xiao Fan's proficient deduction of gossip directions, the more he looked at the old man, the more he liked it, and he was determined to take Xiao Fan into his disciple and teach him all over his life.

Maybe in a few years, you will be able to achieve a real "god fishing"?

Who can predict God's arrangement!

Xin Lin stood quietly next to her as usual, without saying a word.

This strange situation would be incomprehensible to the average young person. Lonely men and widows, getting along day and night, just staying quietly, maybe they can't talk a few words at the end of the day.

What kind of love is this?

Suffocated to death.

For Xiao Fan Xinlin, she has long been used to it.

I don't care what others think.

Originally, the big black cat, who was always lazy and couldn't keep his spirits, seemed to have a peep for everything in the world, but behaved differently at the moment, and actually did not follow Xiao Fan's side, but climbed up the big stone where Yan Donglou was staying, and lay quietly beside him, a pair of huge cat eyes were round, and Yan Donglou stared at the water surface firmly, "eyes blazing", and from time to time stretched out his red and glamorous tongue to lick his mouth.

Look at this cat's greed.

It's no wonder that he has eaten a lot of dried whitebait in the past two days, which has really whetted Heilin's appetite. If you can eat a fresh Hantan whitebait today, the taste will definitely be even more delicious.

It's understandable to be so "heavy on food and light on friends" once in a while.

Before taking the bait, Xiang Lao was quite particular about it, but the fact was that Yan Donglou caught the whitebait first.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yan Donglou, who was sitting quietly, straightened his waist suddenly, held the Xiangfei bamboo fishing rod, shook his wrist, and the water surface "snorted", and a white whitebait shook its head and tail, leaped out of the pool, crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and flew straight towards the boulder. Before Yan Donglou could reach out to get it, the big black cat that had been lying at his feet jumped up suddenly and rushed straight over, like a black thunderbolt, extremely fast.

The next moment, the big silverfish reached Heilin's mouth and bit it firmly, no matter how much it struggled to swing its tail, it was to no avail.

If you eat something in Heilin's mouth, you can run away!

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