Chapter 51: Fishing
I couldn't help but be overjoyed, although I don't know the name of this mushroom, I know what it looks like, scrambled eggs with lard or stewed chicken are tender and delicious, but unfortunately I don't have a basket. The tablet e-book is so big, I'm afraid that I can't take it all, so I'm busy looking for some vines, squatting horizontally and vertically to keep idle, why don't I make a straw basket and take it home, my father and mother will praise me for bringing back good things.
The more I thought about it, the more proud I became, and I didn't care about hiding, and I got out of the reeds to find only the tough grass. I didn't want to look up, but I don't know when I was in front of me, an old man came quietly, holding a fishing rod and fishing. Strange, I've always been here, when did he come? Is it when I look at mushrooms?
The Rouge River is famous, and those who have the courage to come here are outsiders?
But I saw that the old man was thin and dressed in a black robe. The hair is white. Brass face, a pair of eyebrows upside down, sharp eyes, looking strangely fierce.
I hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "Uncle, haven't you heard that there are water ghosts in this Rouge River, and they will pull people into the river?" It is said that it is very dangerous, everyone does not dare to come, I think it is better to believe it, not to believe it, the old man or go fishing in other rivers! β
The old man shrugged his eyebrows, his yellow-brown eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and said, "Do you all say that?"
I nodded, "Yes!" There are some legends in the summer of the Rouge River. In short, it is not very peaceful. β
"Hmph......" The old man didn't speak, only responded to me with his nose.
I was embarrassed to stand next to me, so I had to continue weaving baskets.
After a while, the basket was all braided, and the old man's fish still had not been hooked, and I was afraid that he would be lost, so I said: "Uncle, the fish is not easy to catch, can I share some mushrooms and go home with you?" It's delicious too! β
The old fisherman shook his head: "It doesn't matter if the fish is not fishing."
Huh? Another weirdo! Come out and sit in the damp and wet ground on a cold day, and you don't care about fishing, so you are here to kill time? But wouldn't it be better to find someone to play Go at home?
The world is so big that there are no surprises. But this old man seems to be very lonely.
I sat down next to my uncle. Said: "Uncle, they all say that there are water ghosts to catch people, aren't you afraid?"
The old man's face turned gloomy and said, "Some people are destined to be like this, and no one can blame them."
Not sure why. When I talk to this old man, I always feel cold.
The old man didn't seem to like to talk to me very much, so I had to sit still.
Xu is Rouge River really no one dared to come, and after a day of guarding, nothing was found. And the old man didn't even take the bait, so he was really lucky.
Seeing dusk, the sun shimmered in the twilight, like a half-boiled egg yolk.
I stood up, patted the grass clippings on my body, and asked, "The sun is going down and you won't see any fish, uncle, why don't you go home?"
The old man shook his head and said nothing, so I had to say goodbye to the strange old man and go home.
When my father and mother saw the handful of mushrooms, they praised me for my ability. Asked me again and again about the good mushrooms from there. How dare I say that I went to the Rouge River, and casually lied that I found it in the back garden of the Yanyu Pavilion. Dad didn't ask much, so he happily burned the mushroom chicken and ate it.
I chewed on the mushrooms and thought to myself, the lonely old man didn't know if he had gone home, and if anyone at home had made hot soup for him?
The next morning, I heard something commotion outside, I rubbed my sleepy eyes and got up, pushed open the window with my head unkempt, and saw that there were people outside, and I didn't know what I was watching.
When I ran out after grooming, my mother was coming back from outside, and when she saw that I was going out, she hurriedly dragged me past and asked, "What are you doing when you go out?" There's nothing to see about that bustle. β
I hurriedly asked, "Mother, what's going on outside, why is there such a noise?"
The mother said angrily: "Why do you like to watch the fun, and you have to watch the two chickens fight."
Dad interjected: "This child follows his mother."
The mother scolded: "Just you have a lot of mouth! What are you all about?"
Dad didn't dare to make a sound, and muttered and went to work.
I hurriedly smiled and said, "Mother, if you tell me something, I don't want to watch it." β
The mother thought for a while and said, "Okay, I said it is with you." I hurriedly helped my mother sit down, and pretended to be attentive to my mother's shoulders and back.
The mother smiled: "You are a clever learner." This noise outside is not related to the Rouge River! Those two who are not afraid of death, they don't go home at night to lie down on their bodies, and they run to the Rouge River, but they are not all self-inflicted! β
I was shocked: "Mother! Could it be that the Rouge River is dead again? "I'm worried about the old man in black, it's dark and the road is slippery, isn't itγγγγγγγ
The mother said: "This time they are lucky, they didn't take it, otherwise, no one will go to the Rouge River, and it won't rot in the water!" β
I hurriedly asked, "Mother, who is so bold to go to the Rouge River?" A stranger who doesn't know why? β
The mother smiled and said: "What a foreigner, is the long-term worker and maid of a grain and rice shop on West Street, who has been in love for a long time, and is afraid that the master will see it, and the two of them do not believe in evil, so they ran to the inaccessible place at night to avoid people complaining of lovesickness." β
I wondered, "Then how did they get discovered?" β
Niang said: "It's not the ghost who alarmed the Rouge River!" I almost dragged it in. β
I hurriedly grabbed my mother's shoulder and asked, "What, I really saw a ghost?" β
The mother replied disdainfully: "Everyone knows that it is haunted!" The girl's frightened face was pale, she couldn't speak, she just cried, but the long-term worker was a man, and it was dark, and I only saw a dry hand, quietly stretched out from the river to grab the girl's ankle, and I saw the girl's ankle, but there were a few black bruises on the flesh and skin! β
"What?" I screamed in surprise.
The mother pouted and said, "I said that you are still so frightened, if I show you the vivid appearance of those two people, won't it frighten you!" It's because my mother doesn't teach you to go out and listen to the infiltrating people. β
Dad said in a sullen voice: "Mei Cai has also seen the world, when you lost your soul, it was Mei Cai who begged the Dragon God to save you, the female ghost in the mirror, tsk...... Now I still have nightmares occasionally! β
Niangzha said: "Mei Er! Who lost their soul? Chen sesame rotten millet trivial, you remember it clearly! "Winter every pond of garbage.
When Dad heard that his words were not good, he hurriedly used the excuse of steaming snacks and ran to the back kitchen.
The mother's anger did not subside, and she glanced at her father's back fiercely.
I hurriedly persuaded: "Mother, don't be angry, how did those two escape from the clutches of the devil?"
The mother smiled: "Didn't I say it? Oh, yes, the long worker saw that the maid's feet were grabbed by a dry hand, and he couldn't move in horror, so he took a step back, and saw that the maid was dragged by the hand, and would enter the water, and he didn't want the long worker to retreat and step into the wet mud, and he couldn't slip out, and he lay down on all fours when he lay down on all fours, and it didn't matter, but his feet were kicking on the ghost claws, and the ghost claws couldn't bear the strength, so he didn't let go, and forced the maid's embroidered shoes to be tightly held and retracted into the water. Otherwise, it would have been a good companion on Huangquan Road long ago. β
"I see." I nodded.
The mother was still chattering: "This long worker was shocked and quickly ran back with the maid on his back, this didn't just alarm the neighbors, and the nearby people who got up early knew it, these two people looked at it, it all had to rely on the owner, either because of bad customs to the owner, or the owner family was good, so it might be a blessing in disguise......"
It turns out that there are really water ghosts in the Rouge River, but I watched for a day yesterday, why didn't I see anything?
I ran to the Rouge River again.
The Rouge River is still silent, and even the birdsong is even rarer.
The river water in the summer is clear, and now I look at it, I only feel that it is abrupt, and there are no fish, shrimp, snails, mussels, how to look at it and feel uncomfortable.
The black residual lotus leaves and burnt yellow reeds make this gloomy Rouge River look even more decayed, the dead branches and leaves float on the water, and the banks of the river are cold silt, sticky and slippery when stepped on, and they have made a ghost, this Rouge River is like a living thing has become a dead thing, only people don't believe that this is still the rich Rouge River.
I went into the reeds, intending to look for traces of the maid being dragged away, not wanting to see the old man in black again.
The old man was still fishing with a blank face, and the fishing basket was still empty.
I hurriedly said: "Uncle, listen to me, this Rouge River is really dangerous, Uncle should go home quickly!"
The old man didn't reply.
I asked again, "Uncle is not a local!" The Rouge River is really getting weirder and weirder, and yesterday, someone almost dragged the water ghost into the river! Now the whole city is panicked, and no one dares to come! Surely the old man hasn't heard of it?"
Only then did the old man reply leisurely: "The old man is an authentic local."
My eyes widened: "How did the old man survive?" Aren't you afraid? β
The old man said: "Life and death are fate, what are you afraid of."
I hurriedly said: "There have been two deaths, and two more almost died yesterday, how can the old man be so stubborn, or go home quickly, how can fishing be precious!" You can't catch it anyway, I thought to myself, but it's hard to say.
The old man still didn't answer, and I looked at his fishing rod in frustration, but I couldn't help but be surprised.
There was a line attached to the rod, but there was no hook.
Is it to learn from Jiang Taigong to fish, and the willing person will take the bait, or is this old man pretending to be fishing, but in fact, what other purpose is there by this Rouge River?
I was suspicious, so I asked, "Uncle, how come your fishing rod doesn't have a hook?"
The old man said: "The old man said a long time ago, it doesn't matter if the fish is not fished. The old man doesn't eat fish. β
I asked again, "That old man doesn't eat fish, why does he fish here alone every day?"
The old man said: "The old man is just willing to sit here with a fishing rod to kill time, what's wrong?"
I was busy saying no, but I became more and more suspicious. Although this old man claims to be a local, I have never seen it, and it is too strange for this Rouge River to come here to pretend to fish to kill time when it is the most weird and dangerous.
But seeing the cold appearance of this old man, it would be too much to ask any more, so I had to continue to sit on the bank, staring at the muddy river in a daze.
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