A cold feeling surged up from all sides of his body, and the fish in Zhang Zhao's hand had already been thrown away, and he kicked and grabbed with his hands and feet, and finally caught something, which was the rattan rope around his waist.

Zhang Zhao, who had drunk a lot of water, finally dragged the mud and water and pulled the rattan to climb ashore, and lay down on the edge of the lake in horror and gasped for breath.

In the Yangxian Hall, several elders had their own thoughts after Zhang Zhao left. Seeing that it was getting late, Elder Sheng finally couldn't help but say, "That kid didn't really listen to Senior Brother's words and go to the lake to catch fish." ”

No one talked to him for a long time, and Elder Sheng said to himself: "Catch a fish, catch a fish, that kid is stupid, if he falls into the lake, won't he drown." ”

"Grand head, shut your foul mouth, don't speak to no one when you're dumb. Elder Leng had the same thought in his heart. When he heard Elder Sheng's words, he was even more upset.

Elder Sheng's name is Sheng Jin, and the big head has been his signature since he was young. Elder Leng was more familiar with him, and he would call him this nickname whenever he was angry.

Sheng Jin was not angry, with his understanding of Elder Leng, this title showed that Elder Leng must be very irritable now, Sheng Jin, who figured this out, couldn't help but look sideways at Elder Leng, his eyes were full of doubts.

"Old Leng, could it be that you are also worried about something happening to that kid?" Seeing that Elder Leng ignored him, Sheng Jin added fuel and vinegar: "Even if he dies, you will be harmed, if you don't let him cook the same dish for a month, how can he go into the water to catch fish." ”

"Sheng Datou, can you look like an elder?" This time, it was Elder Deng who made accusations, and he blurted out the same annoyance, calling out Sheng Jin's nickname like Elder Leng.

Seeing that he was a little angry, Sheng Jin shook his hand again and again: "Okay, okay, I'm the youngest in this house, and you all bully me." I don't say anything, don't blame me for what happened to that kid. ”

This time, even Elder Liu, who was sitting upright, and Elder Cheng, who was far away, cast angry eyes at Sheng Jin, Sheng Jin was very thick-skinned, and muttered indifferently: "You are all good people, and I usually don't see you talking to that kid." It's still my Lao Sheng who has the most to say to him. ”

The daylight was getting slanting, and it was already past the usual time for dinner, and the atmosphere in the hall was a little solemn. The elders were a little uneasy, and Sheng Jin didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhang Zhao finished cooking, changed into a set of clean clothes, hurriedly ran into the Yangxian Hall, and when he pushed the door in, he seemed to hear a few people exhaling a long time. He looked up at the elders and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry elders, today's meal was delivered late. ”

Sheng Jin laughed: "It's okay, it's okay, it's good if you come, if you don't come again, they will have to eat me." Zhang Zhao didn't understand the meaning of his words, and walked quickly to everyone and divided the meal.

Seeing that Zhang Zhao was unharmed, all the elders were relieved, and they didn't pay so much attention to the fancy style of the meal. After eating a few bites, everyone couldn't help but be attracted by the delicate and fragrant taste of meat in their mouths

In each person's bowl, there are a few pieces of light brown beef, and everyone has eaten beef, but this beef not only smells a faint aroma. The entrance is tough on the outside and soft on the inside, and the seemingly dry and fluffy pieces of meat are full of juice inside, and every time you chew it, the meat is full of aroma. It is completely different from the dry and hard feeling of stewing meat in a big pot in the kitchen in the past.

With these few pieces of beef, several elders quickly ate their meals cleanly, and they all had a feeling of unfinished business. Sheng Jin smacked his lips without manners: "Boy, your beef is really delicious, can you have a few more pieces tomorrow." ”

Zhang Zhao replied casually: "There is still meat, but didn't Elder Leng say that the dishes will not be the same for a month? ”

Savoring the aftertaste in his mouth, even Elder Leng was a little regretful that he couldn't eat another meal tomorrow, and in the face of the complaining eyes of his fellow disciples, he tried his best to slow down his tone and said: "The lake is very deep, don't bother to catch fish, even if such a dish is repeated, we won't blame you." ”

All the elders looked at Zhang Zhao, hoping that he would promise to have another meal of beef tomorrow, Zhang Zhao completely ignored the deep meaning in Elder Leng's words, and replied loudly while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks: "I'll try again tomorrow, I don't believe that I still can't catch one." ”

After Zhang Zhao finished saying goodbye and went out, all the elders sighed. Sheng Jin shook his head and said: "This kid really doesn't turn his head, he can't hear the thorns in Lao Leng's words before, but now he is clearly giving him steps, and he can't get down." ”

Zhang Zhao returned to the house, cleaned up and lay on the bed, recited the incantation silently, looked at the roof, and thought about catching fish in his heart. After this half-day of exploration, he has more or less some experience.

Closing his eyes, the golden characters in Zhang Zhao's mind slowly turned into the appearance of the lake, several golden fish swam in it, Zhang Zhao's two arms were raised high, making the appearance of stabbing branches, and after a while, he lowered his arms softly and fell asleep. Although the man was asleep, the big golden fish still kept swimming in his head.

When he woke up early in the morning, Zhang Zhao remembered that he hadn't done Vajra training for several days, and now that everything was on the right track, he began to resume his original daily morning exercises.

When Zhang Zhao finished the last pose, he felt as if there was something more in his mind, and after concentrating, he found that next to the three golden characters, there was a silent addition to the fourth word of the requiem incantation.

In the past, the three golden characters were all generated when Zhang Zhao knew about it, but this word appeared out of thin air, and it should have come out of meditation and swimming fish last night. Zhang Zhao didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly rushed down the mountain road and went straight to the back kitchen.

With the experience of the previous day, the fat master made a slap when he hung up the livestock, and the livestock no longer tossed after fainting, and more than a dozen disciples in the back kitchen had Zhang Zhao patiently taught the technique, and the movements were many times faster than before.

The fat master saw that this usually the most annoying work had ended smoothly, since Zhang Zhao came, he hadn't used the knife himself for three days, so he was always smiling, which made the kitchen disciples who were used to seeing him with a straight face very unaccustomed.

Zhang Zhao took today's food and went out, this time he didn't have the heart to go to the martial arts training ground to find the girl in white, and rushed directly up the mountain road back to the small courtyard. Then he cleaned up a few pork knuckles, put them in a large pot, added some water, and calculated to add some firewood under the stove, and after lighting the fire, he covered the pot and kept going straight to the lake.

The raft was still floating in the lake tied to rattan, and Zhang Zhao pulled it back to the shore and cut another branch. Tie yesterday's life-saving rattan firmly around his waist, and row forward again with great interest.

When he reached the water, Zhang Zhao tried again with the branch in his hand, and he had imagined countless movements but still failed again and again, even though he now knew that the position of the fish in the water was somewhat different from what he saw on the surface, but he still couldn't get it.

Zhang Zhao tossed for a long time, and finally stopped helplessly, sat on the raft and sighed, and lay down with his head back. Looking at the blue sky, Zhang Zhao closed his eyes and felt the rickety raft under him while resting.

At this time, the golden words in his mind suddenly dispersed into a piece of golden light, and gradually formed a situation around him. Even the fish swimming underwater can feel it. It's like having an extra pair of underwater eyes, although he can only perceive the water less than two feet away, as long as a fish passes through this area, even the movement of twisting his body Zhang Zhao seems to be able to see clearly.

The wonderful experience made Zhang Zhao a little confused, so he didn't dare to move when he lay still, for fear that this feeling would disappear without a trace.

After staying for a while, he could still clearly perceive the underwater situation, and it was not a way to think about it all the time, Zhang Zhao closed his eyes and slowly got up, the feeling did not disappear, he could still feel the movement in this area.

Zhang Zhao fumbled and grabbed the branch used to sting the fish, and groped to the edge of the raft. Gently sticking a branch into the water, there was also an extra branch tip in the water in my mind.

This made Zhang Zhao more excited than catching a fish, and he didn't know why he could feel everything around him even with his eyes closed. I moved the branch, and sure enough, the branch in my head also moved.

Zhang Zhao slowly opened his eyes, the feeling coincided with his vision, although his eyes could not see the fish in the water, but he could clearly feel everything in his mind.

He was distracted for a moment, and the golden words in his mind suddenly returned to their original state, and only his eyes were left to see in his perception. Zhang Zhao lay down again, closed his eyes and embodied it carefully, and finally he found that as long as he concentrated his attention on one place, the four golden characters would turn into golden light at a certain moment, forming the shape of that place.

Usually, the golden characters in Zhang Zhao's mind can also be turned into all kinds of things he imagines, but those things are clearly seen by his eyes, and he has an impression in his mind, and he does not feel anything abnormal.

Zhang Zhao knew this, and repeatedly tried to combine his gaze with this perception. Finally, he could open his eyes and know what was going on underwater. Zhang Zhao held the branch in his hand and stabbed it down again, so that the movements of his hands also joined the underwater situation composed of golden light in his eyes and brain.

After repeating the exercise again and again, when Zhang Zhao stabbed down the branch one time, the golden word in his brain returned to its original shape, and the strange perception was replaced by an unfamiliar feeling, the branch seemed to poke a soft object, and then there was a slight tremor on the branch, Zhang Zhao pushed the branch out of the water, only to see a big fish writhing on the branch.