It was night again, the night was eerily silent and cold, and the crescent moon in the sky had disappeared, leaving only a lonely, dim, nameless star that was about to lose all its glory.

Xiuyun Stream, which had experienced a whole day of noise, finally calmed down, and the waterfall fell, roaring out an earth-shaking sound, as if it was about to tear the heavens and the earth apart.

Whew!

There was a vague gasp in the air, and it seemed that it could not be any other species except for the beasts in the small woods on the top of Xiuyunjian Mountain.

The panting sound is getting quieter and quieter, and it may disappear at any time.

The water is raging, and the roar of the waterfall masks the faint panting, and only the most attentive listener can distinguish the panting in the roar.

In the rubble, in the cold, biting water, a ragged, pale corpse, paler than the robes he was wearing, lay there, like a dead man, no, he was no different from a dead man now.

The stream just didn't reach his body, but his head was exposed to the air.

The faint starlight shone on his body, and the blue bruises were faintly visible crawling all over the white chest and abdomen, and several hideous whip marks were interlaced on his arms.

His body was white and swollen, like a human specimen soaked in formalin, but unlike a human specimen, he seemed to be breathing.

How he ended up abandoned here, maybe even he didn't know, maybe he was sent by the stream, but fortunately he didn't sink to the bottom and be eaten by fish and shrimp.

It's almost late at night, except for the fishermen who come out to fish at night, ordinary people will not come here, the Xiuyun Stream during the day is very beautiful, but the Xiuyun Stream at night is very weird.

The fishermen of Pyongkang County know this best, so even though Xiuyunjian is rich in kettlefish, few people come to take the risk.

The teapot mouth fish is a kind of freshwater fish, named because its mouth resembles the spout of a teapot, the whole body is jet black, the meat is delicious, and it is also extremely beautiful and nourishing, and is highly respected by women, so the price is very expensive.

Leng Lao Da was pedaling a pair of cowhide boots, and the beard on his mouth was thick and black, messy, just like the whiskers on the mouth of a silver carp, and his whole body also exuded a strong fishy smell.

In his hand he twisted a fine net woven with white fine silk threads, which he specially made, very strong, very tight, and the strength of the jugkou fish was very strong, and it was the most suitable for using this medium silk thread.

He never confided in outsiders how this thread was made, because he didn't want another competitor.

The reason why he is called Boss Leng is not that he is the leader of the small collective, but that he has a habit of always buying big every time he bets on dice, so others gave him such a nickname.

The pot mouth fish hides in deep stone crevices and only comes out at night.

Xiuyunjian often comes to the terrifying cry at night, there are many people who disappeared here for no reason in the past, Xiuyunjian at night is taboo, and the people of Pingkang County know the terrifying legend of Xiuyunjian.

However, the mouth of the pot fish is profitable, Leng Lao is bold, he believes in high risk and high reward, so he doesn't care no matter how terrifying the rumors are.

Boss Leng is in his early thirties, and he is still single, and he prefers gambling, so the expenses are naturally very large, and only the lucrative business of jukouyu is suitable for him.

"This time it went well, and I can live happily for half a month. "Boss Leng held an oil lamp in his right hand, and his broken fishing boat was docked not far away, and now he was going to walk across the cold stream, over the rocks everywhere, and into the depths of the Xiuyun stream.

There are the most jugmuel fish and the easiest to catch.

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There was a terrifying cry in the sky, not just one, but a mixture of many sounds, crows, poisonous snakes, owls, and so on.

This can't help but remind people of ghosts, and think of the eerie ghost domain!

Boss Leng was very nervous, even though he had been here seven times, he was still very scared when he heard this kind of cry again, and his face was already covered with dense beads of sweat.

"Fuck you, just come on! I'm not afraid of you. Leng Laozi scolded fiercely, tried his best to calm the fear in his heart, quickly jumped on the half-human-high stone in front of him, and then ran quickly towards the depths of Xiuyun Stream.

Boss Leng lifted the oil lamp to illuminate the surroundings, looked up at the position, then tied the thin net around his waist, and climbed up with the iron handle of the oil lamp in his mouth.

This is a puddle less than a zhang wide, close to the cliff wall, and the pot mouth fish hide in the deep and long stone crevices at the bottom of the puddle.

On the mountains on both sides of the waterfall, there are many puddles like this, and the water here is formed by the water droplets splashed by the waterfall.

"It's really weird tonight, there are more evil sects than in the past, I hope there will be a big harvest this time, don't catch only one like last time. Boss Leng complained, and after casting the fishing net, he sat aside and complained.

He rubbed his body, it was very cold, and the brown bear skin on his body could not resist the cold.

The kettlefish is a very strange fish, very intelligent, and most importantly has a very strange temper, and even the strongest net can only trap them for two hours.

If they can't break free from the net for two hours, the kettle fish will die of exhaustion, and they will not hesitate to pay for their lives for freedom.

Dead teapot fish have no value, and only live ones can exert their effects, which is one of the reasons why the pot mouth fish is so valuable.

After waiting for a full hour, Boss Leng was lucky and caught four, which is a proud achievement, and it was good for him to catch two before.

He didn't dare to continue, this was his experience, and if he stayed for a long time, he might disappear for no reason, and the harvest was already quite good.

The size of the fish is not big, on average about three taels per catty, and this can already be sold for fifteen taels of silver, and even Zhang Fang used to catch such public positions as three taels of silver per month.

After removing the shriveled leather bag from his waist, blowing air into it, filling it with water, and filling it with the fish at the mouth of the pot, he decided to leave the place.

There was still a terrifying cry echoing in his ears, and Boss Leng didn't want to stay for long.

Although Xiuyunjian is very scary and has many terrifying legends, Boss Leng is still very happy to think of a bumper harvest tonight.

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Soon after Boss Leng landed, he was wading back along the same road, when suddenly a moan came from somewhere, which made him tremble with fright, and the cowhide bag he was carrying in his hand also fell into the water.

"Who!"

Leng Lao shouted loudly, raised the oil lamp and looked around, his forehead was also sweaty, he rolled up his sleeves to wipe off the sweat, and at this moment his vest was wet with cold sweat.

Boss Leng was very nervous, pretended to be calm, and shouted, "Who is there?"

There was no one around, and moaning was still heard.

"Who's there? Come out, sneaky and scare people! I'm not scared of my cold boss. ”

Boss Leng was louder, roaring repeatedly, and the atmosphere was suddenly not so tense.

Following the moaning of nothingness, Boss Leng slowly leaned over, his heart was raised to his throat, and after a few steps, Boss Leng saw the source of the sound.

Boss Leng took a few steps back suddenly, unprepared to trip over a small stone, he grabbed the big stone next to him in a hurry, and his fingers were not terrible to avoid being scratched.