"Thank you very much for that." Murong Feng said politely: "In addition, I am an elf clan, not a monkey." ”

"Elven ?!!" The voices of several panda people immediately raised several tones, as if they had seen some legendary creature.

Hula, the panda people hiding in the village, regardless of men, women, and children, all poured out at once, and looked around Murong Feng, as if the primitive tribe had met a foreigner.

"Okay, okay, spread out, don't scare the guests!" The village head, Haitao, pushed away the crowded villagers and enthusiastically invited Murong Feng into the village.

The village chief Haitao smiled and invited Murong Feng to sit down at the table, and said enthusiastically: "I'm really sorry, our villagers here have grown up by the sea all their lives, and they haven't seen much of the world, and they have listened to some legends passed down from generation to generation, so they are inevitably a little curious." Whose children? How can they all climb on the guests, go down quickly, go down quickly! ”

Murong Feng smiled and took a cute little guy off his head and held it in his hand.

The little one couldn't speak, but blinked his big sparkling eyes and made a muffled cry, and it was so round that it was almost bleeding.

"Ouch, I'm so sorry." A panda aunt hurriedly carried the little guy over, and then enthusiastically stuffed a grilled fish weighing at least ten catties into Murong Feng's hand, and said with a kind face: "Look at this child's skinny skin, hurry up and eat more good long meat." ”

"......" Murong Feng held the grilled fish and didn't know what to do for a while.

Soon, the enthusiastic villagers piled up all kinds of delicacies on the table in front of Murong Feng, which was as high as a hill.

"Eat, eat, you're welcome." Haitao said enthusiastically.

Murong Feng shook his head and laughed, and simply let go of his arms and began to eat and drink.

The more hearty Murong Feng ate, the happier the enthusiastic villagers became.

During the banquet, Murong Feng learned that the fishing village held this bonfire party to celebrate the arrival of the annual sea festival.

On the first day of the festival, the fishermen will hold a fishing competition on the beach, not by the number of fish, but by the size alone, that is, whoever catches the largest and heaviest fish will be the village chief in the coming year!

Murong Feng was surprised after hearing this strange custom, and he didn't know what to say, he could only sigh that these panda people were so simple.

After the bonfire, the village chief Haitao took her to a clean room and tried his best to keep Murong Feng for one more day to participate in the fishing tournament in the village.

Murong Feng was very surprised: "Can I, an outsider, participate in this fishing tournament?" In case I win the first place, who will be the village chief? ”

"Of course you do!" Haitao smiled and said: "I was not a villager of this village before, I lived in Zhujiabao in the north. The year before last, I participated in a fishing tournament and caught the biggest and heaviest fish, so I became the village chief here. To be honest, there has never been an elf in our village who has ever been the village chief, so maybe you can really become the first elf village chief in our village. ”

Murong Feng couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's still free to be the village chief, after all, I'm just passing through here, and I still have something to do, so it's impossible to stay here and be the village chief for a year." ”

"That's okay too." Haitao smiled and said: "Actually, I was not the champion of last year's fishing competition, but the one who won the first place wanted to go back to his village to get married, so he gave me the position of village chief again." ”

"Your position as the village chief is really ......" Murong Feng didn't know how to describe it, so he had to shake his head and smile: "Okay, I'll stay for one more day, it's actually not bad to occasionally fish and relax." ”

"Hahaha, then it's decided." Haitao immediately laughed happily, turned around and was about to tell all the villagers the good news, but he stopped and patted his head and reminded: "Ouch, I almost forgot to tell you, according to the rules, the bamboo rafts, awnings, fishing rods, bait, nets and other equipment of this fishing competition must be brought by the participants." ”

"Is there still such a rule?" Murong Feng was surprised and said, "Can't you just fish casually on the beach?" ”

"Absolutely." Haitao said with a smile: "It's just that you can't catch big fish on the beach, so it is estimated that you can only pick up a few small crabs and come back." ”

Murong Feng smiled: "That's okay, anyway, I'm just focusing on participation, but I don't really plan to compete for your village chief throne." ”

Haitao smiled and said: "Okay, I still have more awnings, I can borrow one for you tomorrow, but you have to prepare your own fishing rods and bait." ”

Haitao suddenly lowered his voice and secretly reminded: "There is a bamboo forest on the hill north of the village. "Then leave one that you know how to look at and go away.

Murong Feng shook his head and chuckled, and turned into the room.

In the early morning of the next day, before the sun had risen, Murong Feng was so noisy by the noise outside the house that he could not continue to concentrate on his practice.

Pushing open the door, I saw that there were many panda people from outside the village, and most of them were dragged with their families, I don't know where I thought the refugees came from, but from the beaming expressions of these people, it can be seen that they are not refugees.

The villagers of the fishing village have also gotten up early, ready to serve the guests with wine and food.

At this time, Haitao, the village chief who was already busy with hot sweat, hurriedly ran over, and when he saw Murong Feng getting up, he hurriedly came over panting and greeted: "Guest, you wake up, breakfast has been prepared in the big long room, you can take it as you like, I still have to entertain those people, it's rude." ”

Murong Feng smiled and said, "The village chief is polite, are these people here to participate in your village's fishing competition?" At least a thousand of them, right? ”

"Oh." Haitao smiled and said: "Most of these people are here to see the excitement or take this opportunity to catch the market, but this year's players are indeed more than in previous years, it is estimated that there are at least hundreds of players participating in the fishing competition this time, and it will definitely be very lively at that time." ”

"Oh." Murong Feng nodded abruptly and smiled politely: "Then the village chief, you should go and get busy first." ”

Haitao wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and instructed: "Remember that the bamboo used for the fishing rod should not exceed the thickness of your thumb, and the fishing line can be bought from the villagers of the silk yarn workshop, and the fishing line they make is definitely thin and strong enough." ”

"Okay, I remember." Murong Feng nodded, watching the village chief pant again to entertain the guests from other villages.

Murong Feng glanced at the crowded long room, gave up the decision to go for breakfast, picked up a hat that was resting behind the door, put it on his head, and walked out of the room towards the bamboo forest outside the village.

After coming to the bamboo forest, Murong Feng remembered Haitao's reminder and randomly intercepted a thumb-thick bamboo as a fishing rod.

Cut off the excess branches and remove the slender bamboo tips. Murong Fengti tried the throwing rod in his hand, and he felt that it was quite good, so he chose this one, and then dug some earthworms in the bamboo forest and put them in the bamboo tube as bait.

After getting ready, Murong Feng returned to the village with a fishing rod made improvised, and then asked the enthusiastic villagers about the location of the stalls set up by the villagers of the silk yarn workshop.

When I came to the booth of the silk workshop, I saw bundles of cotton cloth and silk stacked on the stall, and most of the people crowded in front of this stall were panda aunts and aunts with children.

Murong Feng stood behind the aunts and aunts with strong shoulders and round waists, and looked around for a while before finding a stall to buy fishing line, and then squeezed in to ask how to buy fishing line.

The stall owner is a cute panda girl with many cute ragdoll dolls in addition to fishing lines.

"Ten copper coins for fishing line, a small bundle, with a fish hook and float, you ...... guest" The panda girl casually responded, and when she looked up, she was immediately stunned and stared at Murong Feng with wide eyes.

Murong Feng took out ten copper coins and said with a smile: "Bring me a bundle." ”

"Eh, uh, ah, good, good!" The expression on the panda girl's face was as if her face had changed, first from surprise to astonishment, and then from astonishment to shock, and finally she was stunned for a few seconds before she came back to her senses and quickly picked up a bundle of fishing lines, hooks and floats and handed them to Murong Feng, but when she received the money, she couldn't help but ask in surprise: "You're not a panda person, are you?" ”

Murong Feng smiled and said, "Yes, I'm an elf." ”

"Elf !!" The Panda Man Maiden's tone immediately rose an octave, attracting the attention of everyone nearby at once.

Murong Feng immediately secretly said that he was going to suffer, and quickly turned around and blended into the crowd.

"Wow wow, I've seen the legendary elves!"

Murong Feng listened to the excited screams coming from behind him, and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, and quickly pulled the hat down a little. However, her tall and slender figure was still too eye-catching among the panda people with big shoulders and round waists, so she was quickly recognized......

In the end, it was the village chief Haitao who came in person to rescue Murong Feng from those enthusiastic and curious panda people.

"I think it would be a mistake to stay and participate in your fishing tournament." Murong Feng smiled bitterly.

Haitao laughed and said: "You really can't blame those villagers for this, after all, the legend of the elf clan has been circulating on our continent for thousands of years, but no one has ever seen it." Now suddenly I see a living ...... Ahem, cough cough, you will naturally be a little overexcited when you suddenly see a guest, don't be surprised. ”

"I'm just complaining." Murong Feng chuckled and shook his head.

"Is this your fishing rod?" Haitao changed the subject.

"Yes, village chief, can you help me see if it's okay." Murong Feng handed over the fishing rod.

Haitao took it and weighed it carefully, nodded and praised: "Well, yes, tough and unyielding, straight and strong, it is a good material, if you take the fire to bake it, it will be more perfect, but unfortunately the fishing competition is about to start." ”

Murong Feng said with a smile: "I'm just fishing casually on the shore, but I don't plan to row a boat out to sea to catch big fish." ”

Haitao handed the fishing rod back, and said with a smile: "It's that I'm thinking too much, by the way, I have an extra awning at home, and you can go with me to get it." ”

"Thank you to the village chief." Murong Feng said politely.

"Do you elves like to be polite?" Haitao said with a smile as he walked: "We panda people treat guests like family, but we don't need to be polite. ”

Murong Feng smiled and followed Haitao to his house to receive a huge folding bamboo umbrella.

Originally, Murong Feng thought that this awning was just a simple bamboo curtain or something, but he didn't expect it to be a delicate and huge folding bamboo umbrella, which was more than three meters wide after being opened, which was enough to be a real awning.

In addition, Haitao also comes with a futon cushion, a small basket, a net bag and a lot of other bits and pieces for fishing.

When he came out of the village chief's house, Murong Feng was definitely 'fully armed'.

At this time, there was a sound of gongs on the seaside, and the villagers immediately flocked to the shore.

"The fishing tournament is on, let's go." Haitao urged, picked up his own more 'luxurious' fishing gear, and rushed to the sea.

When Murong Feng came to the shore slowly, he saw that the beach was already crowded with people.

It's just that these panda people didn't immediately go to the sea to start fishing, but all gathered in front of a statue to perform a sacrificial ceremony.

Murong Feng stood at the back of the crowd and took a look, and found that the statue was a panda man riding a large turtle, holding a bamboo fan in one hand and a lantern in the other, looking peaceful and comfortable.

Murong Feng guessed that this panda statue should be a well-known ancestor of the panda people, because she learned during the banquet last night that most of the panda people believed in their ancestors and the four supreme gods, but they only worshiped their ancestors and did not sacrifice to the gods, because the four supreme gods did not need them to worship.

As the solemn worship ended, Haitao turned around and raised his arms and shouted, "Okay, now let's shout the slogan." ”

All the panda people immediately followed him and shouted, "In addition to family, friends and food, we also have the fun of fishing!" Yes! ”

Immediately, the lively and grand fishing competition began.

I saw the contestants carrying their fishing equipment and rushing to the beach excitedly, and then rowing or pole sailing overseas.

At this time, Murong Feng noticed that most of the pandas who went to sea rowed a small boat or bamboo raft alone, obviously such a small sampan could not go too far to the open sea, so the shallow waters of a few kilometers near the shore were the venue for the fishing competition.

Murong Feng glanced at it, and then carried his 'luxury fishing suit' to bring a piece of the reef.

The water depth of this reef beach is no more than shoulder-deep, so naturally you can only catch some small fish and shrimp.

However, Murong Feng purely focused on participation, so his leisurely appearance attracted many curious eyes.

"Look! It's the elf! ”

"Huh! Hey! Hey! Is that elf going to a fishing tournament too? ”

"Why doesn't she go to sea? Isn't there a boat? What kind of big fish can you catch on the beach! ”

"Maybe you're afraid of water, right?"

"Nonsense! I have heard that elves can fly, you see that she is so thin, just like a bird, it is estimated that a gust of wind can blow her away, how can she be afraid of water. ”

"Is there any connection between being able to fly and being afraid of water?"

“…… Didn't you? ”

"Is there one?"

"Didn't you?"

Murong Feng: "emmm......"