Bianliang, Guo Fu.

The water of the pond is rippling, and by the pool, Guo Sheng is holding a green bamboo fishing rod and sitting on the edge of the pond fishing.

The line hangs low and ripples in circles.

It's just that no fish took the bait.

And behind Guo Sheng, there was a sound of rustling.

Guo Sheng raised a hand.

The voices behind him immediately stopped.

Then Guo Sheng concentrated on fishing.

Finally, the big fish took the bait, the fishing line was stretched straight, and the green bamboo fishing rod was pulled into a bow of the full moon.

Guo Sheng closed the rod, then unhooked the hook at the fish's mouth, weighed the weight of the fish, and then reached out and threw the fish into the pool again, and the waves splashed and disappeared.

Some people fish to satisfy their appetites, and some people fish purely for recreation.

Of course, Guo Sheng was simply the latter, and when he finished doing all this, he turned around, and his expression froze instantly.

"Grandpa." Guo Shengne said.

No matter how high-spirited Guo Sheng is on weekdays, he still can't be arrogant in the face of the old man in front of him.

After all, the person in front of him is the real helmsman of the Guo family.

Guo Huai was wearing a dark blue cotton coat at this time, and he was just a pair of ordinary cloth shoes under his feet, the only thing that was more conspicuous was that his beard and hair were all white, white as snow, and he could be so white, which showed that he was really old.

"It's okay, I think you're doing a good job." Guo Huai said with a smile: "Fishing, what you pay attention to is a righteous mind." ”

"Only if you can catch good fish can you do good."

Saying this, Guo Huai looked at the sparkling pool in front of him: "Those things for Wang Zhi, you have already sent someone to send them out?" ”

"Yes." Guo Sheng said.

"Is the candidate reliable?" Guo Huai continued to ask.

"Absolutely." Guo Sheng said.

"I heard that you lent out the jade spirit two days ago?" Guo Huai asked casually, "Is it a person?" ”

"Yes." In the face of this old ancestor, Guo Sheng did not dare to lie at all.

In other words, before this old ancestor is really old and confused, no one dares to hide it from him.

"In that case." Guo Huai sighed faintly: "That must be a very good friend." ”

"Yes." Guo Sheng nodded in confirmation.

"Since they're good friends, why don't you let him go on this trip to the troubled waters?" Guo Huai asked rhetorically.

"Because he's the one who can protect himself." Guo Sheng said seriously.

After saying this, Guo Sheng looked at Guo Huai's face: "Grandpa, what do you think about Wang Zhi?" ”

In fact, Guo Sheng also knew what kind of goods he gave to Wang Zhi to complete the transaction.

However, Guo Sheng himself is not very clear about what these goods represent.

Because this batch of goods was personally selected by Guo Huai and ordered his cronies to be packed, without pretending to be in the hands of any outsiders.

"There's no question of looking at it." Guo Huai still looked at the pond in front of him: "There is only one king on the sea, and the current name of this king is Wang Zhi." ”

"If we want to pursue the scenery on the other side of the sea, then Wang Zhi is an unavoidable link."

"This year is a big hurdle for Wang Zhi."

"If he can survive this hurdle, then he will still be the king of pirates, and any ship that sails on the sea must fly his flag."

"But if Wang Zhi falls, then there will be countless hyenas to eat the corpse left by Wang Zhi, and we are no exception."

"So, it's just right to look forward."

"So will Wang Zhi be able to get through?" Guo Sheng asked: "If I remember correctly, in the past two decades, Wang Zhi has faced a more complicated and difficult situation than today. ”

"But in the end, he saved the day and grew stronger."

"Because at that time, Wang Zhi was not the king of this sea." Guo Huai said with a faint smile.

Saying this, he reached out and picked up the fishing rod that Guo Sheng had just dropped, raised it high, and threw the fishing hook into the water.

"Grandpa, I haven't put the bait yet." Guo Sheng just wanted to remind, but as soon as the words fell, he saw Guo Sheng's fishing rod on the surface of the water and lifted it again.

A large silver carp scale reflected in the air.

……

……

The fire is burning.

It was the village that caught fire.

Yan Jiu quietly held the Taidao and looked at everything in front of him.

There was no involvement, and there was no hands-on stopping.

This was the closest village to their landing site.

It's a very poor village, there is nothing here, not even salted fish.

As for the woman she wants to find, the women by the sea are crooked and cracked by the sea breeze one by one, and their skin is dark, even the most hungry ronin can't look down on them.

So they simply kill people.

Killing people is not enough.

A knife falls, and the head hits the ground.

Yan Jiu didn't kill anyone, he just watched these people being killed.

Then I thought about what was wrong with them.

There's nothing wrong with them, it's the ronin samurai themselves who are at fault.

If these warriors hadn't landed in this sea, no one would have come to this village if they wanted to find a woman nearby, and if there were enough beautiful and plump women in this village—of course, this was a bit too much for this small village.

Even if there were such women in this village, these jackals would probably choose to kill.

Presumably, only a woman who is beautiful enough will not be killed.

And then maybe taken together?

Or kill them on the spot after the waste?

A lot of logic that seems very cruel, when it is actually put into practice, feels like it should be taken for granted.

Yan Jiu sighed: Probably this is the way of the world.

Such a tragedy is actually not uncommon in Dongying Yanjiu, but now these suffering people have become Shenzhou people who have nothing to do with him, Yan Jiu originally thought that he could stop his heart, but he didn't expect that he couldn't do it after all.

"Brother Yan didn't do anything, did he believe that the Buddha would not kill?" At this time, a gloomy and sympathetic voice came from behind him: "Or is it that Brother Yan is kind to a woman with fine skin and tender flesh, and thinks that this is too cruel and disdains to be in company with it?" ”

Yan Jiu turned his head and looked at the other party.

In front of him was a tall sword-wielding ronin.

Blood was still dripping from his sword.

In the wanton killing, he should have killed no less.

This kind of person should be called a murderer in Dongying.

Yan Jiu raised his head and said lightly, "Both." ”

"In that case, why did you leave your mother's arms and choose not to continue breastfeeding but to come to the battlefield of blood and fire on the western side?"

The ronin laughed and said, and then slashed at Yan Jiu.

"No nursing babies here!"

"Oh." Yan Jiu said lightly.

Then he quietly raised his eyebrows.

The sword is unsheathed.

PS: There are only two shifts today, because I took the car to Taiyuan, the boat was tired, and I was more tired than I imagined, I see if I can write a little tomorrow morning, sorry.