On the silt of the river bank, there are clearly several indentations, which are supposed to be left by fishing benches.

I looked back and asked, "Take someone around."

At this moment, a gentle breeze blew, and a foul smell rushed into my nostrils, and I almost vomited when it was stirred.

I covered my mouth and nose and looked back, and suddenly I felt that something was not right.

When there was no wind just now, I couldn't see clearly, but now when the wind blows, all the water and moss on the surface of the river gather together.

The entire surface of the river is an uncomfortably emerald green.

Although I don't know how to fish, I still have some basic common sense.

The water quality is so poor that it is impossible for any fish to appear.

I looked at Li Sanmei suspiciously, "Are you sure, you didn't find the wrong place?"

Li Sanmei nodded very firmly and said, "He brought me here before, I remember the big locust tree next to me."

"This is ......"

She pointed to the northwest, and the words in her mouth stopped abruptly, and her face was full of incredulity.

I followed her finger and saw that there was indeed a half-dead locust tree.

Seeing her expression, I tentatively asked, "Misremember?"

"I, I......"

Li Sanmei stumbled in response, took small steps on her feet, and hurriedly ran to the locust tree.

"This tree is withered."

She looked up at the yellowed canopy and muttered, "When I came here before, this canopy was so large that four of us could cool down there."

"Why is this withering?"

I quickly opened my mouth and reassured, "Perhaps, you really remember wrong?"

"Besides, it's not uncommon for even people to die, and it's not uncommon for flowers and trees to suffer from insect plagues or something."

I now suspect that she was mentally stressed and had a disorganized memory.

Li Sanmei suddenly turned her head: "No! I'm not mistaken!"

"There's my words on it!"

I leaned in to take a look and muttered, "I'll never fish with you again."

"Yes! Last time we had a fight here, I carved it with a knife! Maybe I mistook the tree, but how do you explain it?"

So she really remembered correctly.

I raised my hand and shook it gently, and the dead leaves fell in a trickle.

Apparently, the tree is almost dead.

"When was the last time you came?"

"Four days ago."

Actually, I don't want to tie anything to ghosts and gods, but in four days, I won't turn a stout locust tree into this virtue.

We were studying the locust tree when we suddenly heard a noise behind us, followed by messy footsteps.

I turned my head to see that it was Wuwen and Xiaomei running through the weeds behind me.

Wuwen dragged Xiaomei with one hand and ran to me panting.

"Master!"

Xiaomei hunched over and put her hands on her knees: "Someone is chasing us."

"Huh?"

I looked behind them, and sure enough, there was a group of figures that I couldn't count.

"What are you two doing?"

Wu Wen took out half of the black-red stick-like object from his arms: "Look at this."

"What is this?"

Wu Wen was also out of breath: "That's why they chased after us."

Xiaomei swallowed her saliva and said in a low voice, "This is actually a mushroom, we found this thing just now, and they robbed it, and only half of it was returned."

Mushroom?

It's not that I'm suspicious, it's that at this juncture, it's hard not to connect these things.

As he spoke, the figures had gathered around.

At a cursory glance, I saw about ten people, men, women, and children, all of whom were of all ages.

They carry sacks in their left hands, long hooks in their right hands, and straw hats on their heads.

I glanced at Xiaomei and blocked in front of them.

After a while, I spoke first to break the silent confrontation between the two sides.

"Poor Dao is a Taoist priest of the Immortal Temple, take his apprentice down the mountain today, if there is any disturbance, please also ask Haihan."

"I can't understand the words here! Give me back the mushrooms!"

The speaker was a middle-aged woman with a veil wrapped around her head, and her voice was ridiculously loud, and this voice sounded particularly harsh.

It's just a mushroom, not a gold bar, not so.

The more she does that, the more I have to talk about it.

I laughed, "It's all born and grown, and it's not valuable, so there's no need to be so excited."

"How do you know it's worthless! Hurry up and get it back!"

I pretended to be puzzled, and my words were full of sincerity: "If you damage something, you will pay compensation according to the price, and I will hear how much it is worth?"

The woman looked up at me with her nostrils: "A thousand!"

Sky-high, this is definitely sky-high!