Wuji Village is at the foot of Wuji Mountain, named after the mountain.

From a distance, Wuji Mountain is really a bit like a big rooster with its head crowed, but the mountain is full of greenery, but I don't know why it is named after the black chicken.

Compared with Xizhai, Wuji Village is much more remote, starting from Xizhai, there are about ten kilometers of mountain roads. It was a real mountain road, with a gravel pavement, rugged, far from being comparable to the cement road leading to Xizhai in the county seat. Fortunately, Deng Tongtian's jeep is powerful, the ground is very high, and it is not too difficult to walk.

Tractors and farm vehicles were only occasionally seen along the way, all of which burned diesel fuel and emitted black smoke suddenly. It can't help but run counter to the artistic conception of the green mountains and green waters, which is a bit of a bad scenery.

I couldn't see a single car.

Looking at the few gifts he had prepared, Yan Donglou was still a little uneasy, and said to Xiao Fan: "Mr. Xiao, Xiang Lao's temper is a little weird, and I don't know if I can invite him...... Don't be surprised if he says something nasty. ”

Deng Tongtian snorted: "What is a bit of a strange temper, it's just a stone in a pit - it's stinky and hard." This old man is seventy or eighty years old, and his temper is still so stinky. If he really dares to be rude to Mr. Xiao, see if I don't scold him so bloody! ”

Yan Donglou had no choice but to smile bitterly.

Brother Deng is really qualified to say such things.

In these ten miles and eight townships, who has never heard of Deng Tongtian's famous name, even the county magistrate Liang County is sick, and he has to personally invite him to see it. That Zhou Qingnan, on weekdays, shows off his power in the market, and he can't live a lifetime, and in front of Brother Deng, he doesn't dare to put a fart.

Xiao Fan smiled: "Brother Deng, we are here to beg for help, so there is no need to scold people, right?" ”

"Hey, Mr. Xiao, you don't know, this person is weird, the more polite you are to him, the more he thinks he is amazing. If you don't bird him, he'll be boring...... Don't worry, this time, no matter what, I'm going to ask the old man. ”

Deng Tongtian said with a grin.

Xiao Fan nodded with a smile and said, "Brother Deng, maybe we may not be able to see Xiang Lao in the village today." ”

Deng Tongtian asked a little strangely, "Weishenme?" ”

"Premonition."

Deng Tongtian was a little speechless. He admires Xiao Fan's martial arts knowledge, but it doesn't mean that he will believe in the so-called "hunch", which is also a little too suspenseful. However, hindering Xiao Fan's "great benefactor" face, Deng Tongtian was not easy to refute, but he showed it with practical actions, and drove the jeep directly into Wuji Village.

The scale of Wuji Village is also smaller than that of Xizhai, which is about a small village where twenty or thirty families gather. Most of them are old-fashioned wooden houses and bamboo stilted houses, sparsely scattered among the lush mountains, which is completely different from the situation of dozens of families in Xizhai gathered in one village.

Yan Donglou had come to Wuji Village before, visited the old man, asked him for fishing skills, and led everyone to an old wooden house. But I saw that the wooden door was locked and quiet.

Yan Donglou said in surprise: "Brother Deng, Xiang Lao is really not at home. ”

Deng Tongtian scratched his head.

really made Xiao Fan have a "hunch" right.

"Donglou, you hurry up and ask, see where he went."

"Hey......"

Yan Donglou hurriedly ran to another mountain man's house more than ten meters away to inquire, and after asking, the mountain man told him that the old man Xiang had gone out with a fishing rod early in the morning, and he didn't know where he had gone fishing.

Xin Lin asked, "Does the old man have no other relatives?" ”

Yan Donglou shook his head and said, "Xiang Lao is a lonely old man, I haven't heard of any relatives in him. ”

No wonder Yan Donglou said that he had an eccentric temper, and there was a reason. Usually in a situation like Xiang Old Man, it's strange that he can have a good temper.

Deng Tongtian was so anxious that he stomped his feet and said angrily: "This old man Xiang, if you don't go fishing early or late, you just go fishing at this time...... East Building, you ask again, where does he usually go fishing? ”

Xiao Fan came all the way here, but he couldn't even see the figure of the old man, Deng Tongtian dared to have a dull face.

As a result, when asked again, the neighbor shook his head again and again, saying that he was "elusive" to the old man, and no one knew where he would go.

Yan Donglou said a little helplessly: "Mr. Xiao, Xiang Lao is such a character, he never goes to a crowded place to fish. It's like a reservoir, a pond that someone raises, he never goes to. I heard that Zhou Qingnan once wanted to apprentice to him, but he scolded him and drove him away. He only talked to me about fishing. ”

It can be seen from this that Yan Donglou's status in the mind of this eccentric old man is still very high. Zhou Qingnan, the champion of the county's fishing competition and the third place in the city, can only be scolded in front of the old man.

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then let's look for it casually." ”

"Looking?"

Deng Tongtian and Yan Donglou immediately looked at each other, full of surprise and puzzlement.

How big does this black chicken mountain have to be, can you find it casually?

That's not how luck happens!

Xiao Fan didn't wait for them to answer, he had already raised his legs and walked forward, stood in front of the old man's cabin for a while, and circled around the wooden house again.

Seeing such a situation, Deng Tongtian glanced at Yan Donglou again, and his doubts became even stronger.

I really don't know what Xiao Fan is going to do?

Xiao Fan had already walked towards the east mountain road.

Xin Lin followed closely, and Hei Lin wagged his tail and walked at Xiao Fan's feet. Yesterday's happiest thing was probably this big black cat, who had a full meal of whitebait, and his mouth was full of oil, and his spirits were greatly lifted. According to Deng Tongtian, the whitebait caught by Yan Donglou can not be enjoyed by ordinary people, and only the most distinguished guests will take it out to feast on guests, but the big black cat eats the most.

Although Deng Tongtian and Yan Donglou didn't understand, they could only follow. In any case, you can't neglect the distinguished guests, and you should accompany Xiao Fan Xinlin on an outing and relax.

The west village is built on the mountainside, but the black chicken village is at the foot of the mountain, and in the valley, a clear stream meanders into the distance. The whole mountainous area, most of which is this terrain, has rolling hills, ravines and ravines, and the traffic is extremely inconvenient. This is also the main reason for the economic backwardness of several counties in the southeast of Shancheng. The only good thing is that the natural scenery has been preserved almost as it is, so that first-time visitors will forget about it and forget to leave.

Xiao Fan walked along the path on the bank of the creek, seemingly unhurried, but in fact he walked very fast, and Deng Tongtian and Yan Donglou had to make great strides to keep up. Deng Tongtian had seen Xiao Fan's skills, but it was nothing, but Yan Donglou was secretly talking.

These two "young masters" from big cities are really unambiguous.

Half an hour later, I turned a corner again, and in the distance I saw a thin old man sitting on a large rock, holding a fishing rod in his hand, fishing there.

Yan Donglou was suddenly overjoyed and shouted: "That's Xiang Lao ......."

Deng Tongtian couldn't help but be shocked.

"Just look for it" really found it?

He didn't even walk half a step of crooked road, and found this place directly, as if Xiao Fan had long known that Old Man Xiang would be fishing in this place.

It's not so magical!

"Mr. Xiao, this, this, you are really a god."

Deng Tongtian couldn't help but say, with a little inquiry in his eyes, he really wanted to understand, how did Xiao Fan know that Old Man Xiang would be here?

Xiao Fan smiled and said: "Calculating the direction is just a small road, and it is not useless." ”

"Is this still a trail? So what is the Great Road? ”

Deng Tongtian secretly wondered in his heart, and his eyes were full of awe when he looked at Xiao Fan.

"Xiang Lao, Xiang Lao......" Suddenly found Xiang Lao, Yan Donglou was overjoyed, shouted loudly, ran over quickly, and said in his mouth: "Xiang Lao, I can find you, hehe, come out early in the morning to fish, it seems that your old man is still in good health, people say, you have sealed the rod......"

"Call a ghost, scream!"

Before Yan Donglou finished speaking, Xiang Lao exploded, slammed the black fishing rod in his hand on the big stone, and spat at Yan Donglou, a pair of strange eyes were round, and his cloudy eyes were full of anger.

"...... to the old man"

Yan Donglou was startled and couldn't help but take a step back.

"You're still screaming! After working hard for a long time, I was about to take the bait, and I was all ruined by you! ”

Jumped to the old man angrily.

Looking closely, this old man looks like he is about seventy years old, short and thin, at best about one meter and a half, and there is no trace of flesh on his body, and I don't know if he weighs eighty pounds. A face is even more strangely shaped, with big eyes, a small nose, facial features crowded together, a lock of goatee under his chin, which is all white like his hair, and is upturned at the moment, and his expression is very angry.

With this kind of dignity, he really "can't look at it directly", no wonder he has been a bachelor all his life, and no woman dares to marry him. If you wake up in the middle of the night and see such a face around you, you won't be able to scare people's lives.

The fishing rod to the old man is also very different from what you usually see.

Now that the economy is developed, the general fishing enthusiasts buy fiberglass fishing rods and carbon fiber fishing rods, which have good tensile strength, uniform force, and light weight, which are the love of the majority of fishing friends. But the fishing rod used by Yan Donglou is a bamboo rod, and Yan Donglou introduced it to Xiao Fan yesterday, which is made of Xiangfei bamboo, which was used by his brother Yan Xilou in the past. Later, Yanxilou "went crazy", and the fishing rod returned to Yandonglou. Listening to Yan Donglou's tone, the fishing rod made of Xiangfei bamboo is really precious, and there is a lot of exquisiteness. In the entire Gyeongnam county, there are not a few such fishing rods.

The fishing rod to the old man was a jet-black short stick, no more than four feet long, with two ends of the general thickness, black and dull, without the slightest luster, and I really couldn't see what kind of material it was.

However, Yan Donglou admired him so much, thinking that this fishing rod must not be an ordinary thing.

Seeing that the old man ignored everyone, and just got angry at Yan Donglou, Deng Tongtian couldn't stand it anymore, glanced into the water, couldn't help but daxiao, and said, "Old man, who are you coaxing?" The river was no more than a foot wide, and the water was less than two feet deep, and you could see the bottom at a glance. Is there fishing in such a place? ”

"You fart! I don't understand anything, what the hell is it? ”

Who knew that the old man didn't give Brother Deng face at all, turned around suddenly, and squirted at Deng Tongtian unceremoniously.

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