The fat man smiled: "Yang Shen, I have always regarded you as a smart person, but I found that you are really not a level compared to Commander Hu, I think that you will live with him in the future, I have to worry for you, with your flawless reputation and deep belief in the value of the United States, it is impossible for you to find out what he is playing with you, with my understanding of him for so many years, is he Hu Bayi a vegetarian good man and woman?" No, he's not a fuel-efficient lamp, this kid is full of contemporary Arabian Nights, if he can pick up the golden talisman I would rather pull off his head and let you kick it as a ball, and he can also wash his hands with a golden basin by hanging the golden talisman on his feet and neck? Even if you wash your hands and feet, you haven't washed them......"

I secretly scolded this fat man for not opening the pot and mentioning the pot, specifically ruining the law-abiding image that I finally established in Shirley Yang's mind, Shirley Yang may not know about this, just to save me some face and tacitly understand it, why do you have to talk more. I hurriedly interrupted it and distracted everyone's attention, and it happened that Uncle Ming had worshiped the fisherman, and was about to slaughter the mussels, and beckoned us to help him, and finally temporarily concealed the past.

I saw Uncle Ming take two steps, and he carried a scimitar upside down in his hand, dragging it back and forth on the mussel shell, making a string of ominous sounds. This blade is not full of feet, the blade is bent inward, it is still cold in the rain, the swallow is a gold dragon head, the handle is all scales, we are in the coral temple island, from the blue-headed merchant "break the force" to receive a sharp weapon, is the old egg leader dedicated to slaughtering the mussel scraping the lonely blade, there are dozens of generations of history, the old clam under the dragon arc knife has been difficult to count, but to crush this thousand years of "clams" I am afraid it is also the first time.

It was pouring rain on the sea, and everyone stood on the deck in raincoats, watching Uncle Ming hold the "dragon arc knife" that scraped the mussels, dragging the blade back and forth on the deep shellless shell of the man-eating mussels. Earlier, the egg people, relying on the sea to pick eggs and catch mussels for a living, often compare themselves to the same genus of fish and dragons, this is probably because the egg picking is too dangerous, with a "dragon" word can not be injured by the fierce aquarium, this handle is used to take pearls to slaughter mussels, in the water to fight the cloud auger dragon short blade deep, it is called "dragon arc", but in ancient times only the royal family can claim to be a dragon, egg people have committed a taboo with the word dragon, never publicize it to the outside world, and will not show the dragon arc to people.

Uncle Ming's uncle was born as an egg man in his early years, so Uncle Ming is very familiar with all kinds of famous egg picking, and the fat man and I saw him use a knife to pluck the mussel shell like a magic stick, and chanted a mantra in his mouth, as if he was doing too much for the old clam before the execution, and we both felt a little funny.

Uncle Ming blames us for not understanding it, "touching gold" and "picking eggs" are traditional crafts, there are so many rules for touching gold, anyone will inevitably commit two, and if they do, they will commit it, as long as the eight characters are hard enough, they may not be killed. The risks of collecting eggs at sea are not comparable to those of grave digging in the mountains. As the saying goes, "don't deceive the mountains and the water, hide the sky and don't hide the sea", no matter how old the ancient tombs in the mountains are, there may not be some aquarium in the sea to live for more years, if you are not in awe of the ocean, you will act arbitrarily at sea, there are ten lives are not enough to lose, there are many people who run boats at sea to fish and collect eggs, but I have not heard that half of them dare to be disrespectful to the fisherman of the sea god.

I don't think so, the experience of being a captain in the past few years has made me know that the rule of touching the gold captain is by no means a superstitious way of ghosts and gods, but it is difficult for secular people to get a glimpse of the true meaning and distort and misunderstand. However, at this time, there is no trace and there is no way to say much, so I have to ask Uncle Ming to hurry up and let everyone see if there is a hateful mussel essence hidden in the mussel shell, which specializes in deceiving the good feelings of the working people.

Shirley Yang didn't want to see this bloody scene, and wanted to go to the bow of the boat to pick up Ruan Hei's master and apprentice, and when he left, he beckoned me over: "Old Hu, let's go to the bow of the boat, okay?" I have a few words I want to say to you. ”

I secretly said that it was not good, it must be that the fat man just said that he slipped his mouth, and now Shirley Yang wants to ask me what is the difference between washing my hands and washing my feet. I was most afraid that she would mention this, so I hurriedly grabbed a cable on the back deck that tied the man-eating mussels, and said to her, "How can Uncle Ming and the fat man clean up such a big guy?" I've got to give them YSJ's help, and I'm going to talk about it here, I'm dead now. ”

Shirley Yang glanced at me abruptly, and went to the bow of the boat alone in the rain, I looked at her back and breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that my "touch the gold talisman" will not be able to keep it after all, but as long as I can make enough money this time, I will honestly do serious business in the United States, after all, there are still many people in this world who have to rely on me to support their words, nothing can not be without money, and their own difficulties will only be known by themselves.

Thinking of the eyes of the comrades who died on the front line, the family members in their hometown were still living in such poverty, could they walk with peace of mind at that time? I was in a mess in my mind for a while, and when I came back to my senses, Uncle Ming's vicious killing spell had been sung, and he used the dragon arc short blade to pluck the mussel shell, making a crisp sound, as if it was in line with the rhythm of the ancient rhyme, the man-eating mussel seemed to have been hypnotized round light, and the two jagged jagged mussel shells shook gently, and actually cracked a gap by itself.

The fat man and I opened our mouths wide and didn't close them for a long time: "This is the same as the coffin opening mantra that has been lost for many years by touching the golden school captain, it is said that the coffin opening mantra is recited a hundred times on the copper coffin iron coffin, and the coffin can be raised without using your hands. ”

Uncle Ming's face is colorful, this old method is still the first time to use, I didn't expect it to have a miracle, it seems that the "fisherman" blessed, this big clams are rewarded to the egg people.

I and the fat man admired Uncle Ming's clever egg picking methods, just like a "old cadre" to make us awe-inspired, it seems that the craftsmanship left by the egg people in ancient times really has some truth.

The three of them were on their heads, in the rain and twilight, only to see the man-eating mussel between the white mussel shell gaps, a golden light shot out, shaking our eyes, the fat man's hands were quick, and the needle with a strong anesthetic was inserted along the slit of the mussel, and the pain made the old mussel tremble for a while, and in the blink of an eye, he was paralyzed and couldn't move.

We hurriedly looked for a separator to open the two shells of the "Tridacnus", only to feel a burst of sea smell coming to the nose, in the dim rainy day, the mussel shell in the brilliance of the eyes, in the dark and boundless sea surface can shine a hundred steps, before we can see clearly, Uncle Ming hurriedly pulled off the raincoat we were wearing, covered the mussel in the light, and his face was full of complex expressions of surprise and joy.

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