Sitting alone in the Xijiang River fishing for snowflakes,

A pot of turbid wine is better than tea.

Drifting frost and wind tight,

The shadow of the lonely boat is oblique to the evening.

And send the green mountains with the clear water,

He can be a bird tired of the world.

There is a place in my heart,

Sing fishing songs everywhere at home.

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On the Zigui River, the wind and waves are calm, and a flat boat is swaying back against the golden sunset.

The man in charge of the penny is an old man over sixty years old, with white hair and hair, but still strong and energetic, while holding the boat unhurriedly, while leading and singing, what he sings is the "Fishing Song" of today's great Confucian Kangge.

At the old man's side, a young girl sat on the side of the river, a pair of small feet gliding through the cool river, attracting countless fish to jump out of the water. The cool river breeze blew her satin-like hair, and a pair of kind eyes flashed like a morning star in the afterglow of the Zigui River.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes were stunned, she gently pulled the old man's arm, and then stretched out her hand to point to the distant river.

A gray-white thing floats in the river, looking like a person who has accidentally fallen into the water!

Seeing this, the old man swayed quickly, and after a while, he was already close to the front, and when he looked closely, it was indeed a thin figure.

The old and the young jumped into the water together, and helped each other to drag the man into the boat, but on closer inspection, it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. And this boy's aura is like that, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal. What surprised the father and daughter even more was that in the arms of the young man he was holding a black kitten, which was snorting soundly and sleeping very sweetly.

The two of them were not surprised, but they couldn't wake up this man and beast, so they could only turn the bow of the boat and carry them home.

Snowflake Island, Green Willow Pass.

Xuehua Island is a small island located in the depths of the Zigui River, and the reeds on the island fly all year round, like heavy snow in the middle of winter. There is a small fishing village on Snow Flower Island, called Green Willow Pass, just because the green willows in this village can be seen everywhere.

This green willow pass is isolated from the world, and the villagers are accompanied by boats and fishing nets all day long, and it is rare to have the opportunity to contact with the outside world, so once there is a little wind and grass, it can cause the whole village to compete and watch.

At this time, the home of the old fisherman Ye Wenhu was crowded with curious villagers. Because Ye Wenhu and his daughter Ye Ying fished back a person from the river! A teenager who couldn't wake up!

The young man lay quietly in the hall of Ye Wenhu's house, his face was calm, his snort was even, and he seemed to be sleeping very peacefully. His face, though a little thin, was good-looking. The eyebrows are straight, the nose is straight, the lips are tightly closed, and the corners of the mouth are slightly revealing a hint of stubbornness.

A few young girls who were just starting to fall in love looked at the teenager and laughed wantonly. The people of this island have always been rough and frank, so that no one thinks there is anything wrong with it.

Only a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a stout figure was a little sullen. This young man's name is Chen Mengfu, who is the fiancé who made a marriage contract with the girl Ye Ying. Today, I saw that Ye Wenhu and Ye Ying actually picked up a handsome young man, although this young man was unconscious, it also made him feel a little uneasy. Coupled with the jokes and instigation of some playmates, he was even more angry.

Chen Mengfu looked for an opportunity to find no one, secretly pulled Ye Ying's sleeve, and blamed: "If you don't pick up any good things, you two actually picked up a man and came back, which makes people laugh!"

Ye Ying didn't have a good color, and chirped: "Whoever wants to laugh can laugh, and whose business is it?"

Chen Mengfu's face was hot, and he said: "You always have to take care of our family's face!"

Ye Ying's face turned red and said, "What you say is so boring, our family is good, what kind of face does your family have?"

When Chen Mengfu heard her words, he couldn't help but be angry and ashamed, and stomped his feet and left.

The most surprising thing was that there was a black and white cat lying in the crook of the boy's arm! The cat slept very soundly, and the purr between its nose was like a small waterwheel, and the purring sound was endless.

Pinch your fingers, this person and a cat have been lying here for two whole days.

Undoubtedly, this sleeping boy is a thousand times in the night.

At the critical moment when it was attacked by the power of the Xuanhuang Demonic Beast, the beast killed itself and transformed into a true element to protect its wings. The power of Xuanhuang was amazing, and it still shocked his body and mind from the inside into a state of deafness, and even the cat that was connected to his heart could not wake up for a long time.

The villagers didn't mean to wake up when they saw this person and a cat, and they felt bored over time, and the number of onlookers gradually decreased, and some people even made fun of Ye Wenhu's father and daughter for picking up a useless living dead. Ye Wenhu's father and daughter looked at the sleeping boy and kitten, their hearts were disturbed, but they couldn't bear to abandon them, which really added a bit of heart, sighing and helpless.

This night, the weather was overcast and tight, and although it was already the second half of the night, the adults and children still gathered on a high ground on the riverbank, greedy for the hot and humid river breeze with a hint of coolness.

Suddenly, there was a majestic and sonorous chirp of "wow" in the heart of the river, and after this chirp, several identical chirps sounded one after another in various places on the river, one after another, one after another.

When a few gray-haired old men on the embankment heard this, they immediately stood in horror, and said busily: "It's broken, it's bad, the blood clam is coming!"

Some young people didn't know what was going on, so they hurriedly stepped forward to ask what was going on.

A white-haired old man named Zhu Ximing stomped his feet and shouted, "Nine Shadow Blood Clams, why don't you take the children and hide them quickly!"

This Zhu Ximing is the most respected person in the village, and as soon as this remark came out, it naturally shocked everyone's souls, and for a while the woman called the child crying and made a mess.

Ye Wenhu, Ye Ying's father and daughter also took a dip on the river embankment, Ye Wenhu knew that these nine ghost blood clams were highly poisonous to the yin, and a light breath could kill people. So he dragged his daughter and ran home.

Ye Ying refused to leave, and while breaking free of her father's hand, she shouted loudly, "What's wrong with the wooden man?"

This wooden man is the sleeping night Qianzhong. It turned out that Ye Wenhu's father and daughter were afraid that he would be damaged by the heat, so they took him out with a board car. It's just that a group of blood-red blood clams on the river in front of him are stepping on the river and screaming, and if they go to save him, I'm afraid that the father and daughter will become the belly of the blood clams.

Ye Wenhu pulled his daughter's hand hard and shouted: "I can't take care of him, I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up anymore when he looks sleepy and impermanent these days, we take care of him with all our heart these days, and it can be regarded as a great creation for him!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Sakura was extremely stubborn, and suddenly broke free of her father's hand, and ran to the board car where the night was released, and she had to fight back.

Ye Wenhu treated his daughter like this, so naturally he couldn't exist alone, so he had to bite the bullet to help his daughter, and happened to see Chen Mengfu running behind people. called him to help, but Chen Mengfu turned his head to look at the father and daughter, but he didn't listen to his feet, spat at his feet, and ran over with a sneer.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of blood clams had already jumped onto the river embankment, and the chirp surrounded Ye Wenhu, Ye Ying, and Ye Qianzhong, who were lying on the cart.

Those blood clams were as small as ordinary toads, but the big ones were like hens, and their bodies were red and shiny, slowly beating and approaching, like countless ghosts that had fallen into a basin of blood.

Where had Ye Ying seen such a situation, she was shocked and frightened, and couldn't help bending over and vomiting.

Ye Wenhu knew that his father and daughter were probably hopeless to survive, but he felt a lot more at ease, hugged his daughter in his arms, and patted his back with love and pity.

Thinking of her daughter's loss of her mother at a young age, she has been sleeping with her for more than ten years, and I feel so sorry. Every time I think of my growing old age, once I leave her alone, I always feel uneasy in my heart.

Just as Ye Wenhu was thinking about it, he saw more and more blood clams gathering from all directions, and thousands of blood-red shadows were crowded one after another, and the chirping sounds converged into an earth-shattering sound. The sound became louder and louder, and the hearts of the Ye father and daughter shook in shock, and their hearts were depressed, and they passed out not long after.

Little by little, the blood clams approached, forming a blood-colored encirclement.

It's just that these blood clams seem to be quite cautious, as if they have some scruples, little by little, little by little, closer to the center.

The strange thing is that they passed through the Ye father and daughter, but they didn't move at all like passing through some mounds of dirt and dead wood, and they still converged towards the center little by little.

In the end, he actually surrounded the night thousand in it.

The sleeping night Qianzhong also seemed to sense something, he moved his body slightly, and the kitten in his arms also stretched his waist gently, but he didn't wake up from his deep sleep.

The blood clams suddenly listened to the earth-shattering chirp, and suddenly grew their mouths in unison, as if a lingering wine greeted the sudden smell of the old wine wafting in the deep alleys, little by little, inch by inch, sucking the thin but long-lasting fragrance in the air.

Yachiju's hands moved, scratching lightly at his face and neck. There were dark red dots on the skin where the fingers passed. Then the tiny dot popped up on its own, more and more, denser and denser, and in an instant, red bumps appeared on Yachiju's skin, hair, ears, and eyeballs, and turned into a monster covered with pink bumps!

Those pink bumps exuded a faint burst of indescribable aura that made the blood clams' mouths open wider and suck selflessly.

The breath made the little black cat sleeping in the crook of the night thousand arms gradually wake up, it got up gently, bowed its waist lazily, and then began to stretch out its pink multi-word little tongue to lick the red bump that exuded a strange fragrance.