The girl was dressed in tricolours, embroidered shoes, and a hat, and her face was delicate and serious, with soft fabrics and loose cuffs, and when she held the fishing rod in her hand, the sleeves naturally slipped down, revealing two arms that were dazzlingly white in the sun and slightly reddened by the sun.

The fishing rod in his hand is only three or four feet long, and the bamboo knots are horizontal.

There was a puddle dug nearby, and it was full of fish.

The old man was dressed in the clothes often worn by the locals, mainly blue and white fabrics, and seemed to be worn when he was working, so the blue ones were much more than white, wrapped in a turban, holding a bamboo pole more than a foot long, and threw the fishing line and hook far away, his face was already dark, full of ravines, and his face was sad, adding to the vicissitudes of life.

A wooden stick next to him, with a thin rope attached to the stick, reminded Song You of the picture of the ancient painting of a fish strung with a rope and carried on his shoulder with a wooden stick, but the rope was empty.

When Song You saw Diaosuo, Diaosuo also saw Song You.

"Huh?"

Yu Su was surprised, I don't know if he was surprised that there was a Taoist lying next to him to rest, or if the Taoist actually woke up.

"You're polite."

The Taoist had just woken up and was not used to the sun, so he saluted with half-squinted eyes.

"This is what I said about the Taoist priest, who was just sleepy in the grass and forest over there." The little girl took time out of her busy schedule to turn her head, introduced to the fisherman, and said to Song You, "This seems to be a fisherman." ”

"It's like ......"

Song You smiled slightly, put on his hat again, and sat down by the lake facing the sun.

"I don't know what my husband is called?"

"The surname is Bai, and the third Bai is the third."

"Under the surname Song, the surname Song Mingyou, Yizhou Daoist."

"Is this your apprentice?"

"It's my boy and my traveling companion." Song You said with a smile, in a gentle voice, "Thanks to her for traveling the world with me, accompanying me to relieve my boredom, and trying to make money to finance my travel expenses." ”

"This little doll is clever!"

"That's true."

Sanhua Niangniang sat next to her, others sincerely boasted, how could Song You have the qualifications to be modest for her, so she had to respond, and then asked: "This place was originally the location of the old man's fishing?" ”

"In the past two years, I have really been the only one who has come here to fish, but there are not a few people who have come here to fish in the past, and some of them have boats, and they will also hold up here to cast their nets. But this lake doesn't belong to any family, and whoever wants to come here to fish it. Although the old man said so, he couldn't help but feel sad when he looked at his fish drifting, "It's just that the little old man just said, it's true that there are demons and ghosts here, and many people are afraid of demons and ghosts, so you are not afraid." ”

"Oh? I don't know what kind of demon it is? ”

"Headless monk, have you heard of it?"

"I've just arrived at Fibrosis, and I haven't heard of it yet."

"No wonder you dare to come here."

"Please also ask my husband to give me advice."

Song You asked him respectfully.

The girl was still sitting next to her, fishing rod in hand, her eyes staring at the water, her expression was serious, motionless, only her mouth was open and closed, and she was muttering a mantra.

The old man also held the fishing rod, but felt that he would not be able to catch a fish anyway, so it was better to speak to him in a whisper, so he said:

"Don't be afraid.

"This headless monk has been around for many years, at least a few hundred years. At that time, we were still a country here, the emperor advocated Buddhism, built a lot of pagodas and Buddhist temples, just outside the city, in the west of Xianning, there are not three towers to see, the temple is very famous, the emperor used to be old and would be a monk there, and there were many monks.

"Among them, there is a monk, very powerful, said that the martial arts are very high, when he is still alive, he is invulnerable, his strength is infinite, he can smash a big stone that is higher than a person with a slap, and he has the ability to descend the dragon and tiger, and he can drive away very fierce demons and demons without using any magic weapon, everyone says that he is the Arhat Bodhisattva in the sky, and the local people and monsters are afraid of him. It was only later that the monk broke the vows, and the master I knew said that he had offended the emperor, so he was arrested and beheaded.

"The monk was beheaded, but he still broke free from the shackles, ran around the city several times before he fell, and his body could not be burned by fire, and finally even if he was buried in the earth, he often crawled out and walked at night.

"At that time, the locals were very afraid of him.

"I don't know how I was subdued.

"This story was still passed on when I was a child, and I don't know how many years it has been, but at that time everyone thought it was just a legend, like those fairy stories, no one knew whether it was true or not, only the children were very scared when they heard it, and they were always worried that he was dangling outside their door at night, and then asked them if their heads were still there."

Lao Su seemed to think of his childhood, and couldn't help but lean back and smile, revealing a row of broken teeth.

But who knows, in the last two years, he has been seen in this vicinity, and since then more and more people have met him, and some have been killed by him, all in this vicinity. Some people suspect that most of the time during the day when the sun is bright he fell asleep in this reed, and at dusk, or at night, or on cloudy and rainy days, he would run out and wander outside, and when he met people, he would ask them if his head was still on his head. ”

Hearing this, the little girl couldn't help but turn her head slightly, opening a pair of bright and smart eyes, and there was clear curiosity in her eyes: "Then is his head still on his head?" ”

"Headless monk Headless monk, there must be no head, he has been cut off by the emperor a long time ago."

"How can he talk without a head?"

"Say it's from the belly."

"Oh! I've also seen people who can speak from their belly without opening their mouths! ”

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"I'm a Taoist priest, I'm not afraid of ......"

When the girl had finished speaking, she noticed the movement of the fishing rod, and immediately ignored him, and withdrew her head to concentrate on pulling the rod, but she caught another big fish.

Fisherman looked at it and couldn't help but be silent.

Until the voice of the Taoist came from beside him: "I heard the old man just now, you have a way to deal with him, I don't know what the way is?" ”

"Oh......"

Only then did Diao Suo retract his gaze and said to the Taoist: "Originally, when I was fishing here, Master Wuwei, a senior monk of the Three Pagoda Temple, often came here to study the Buddhist scriptures, this side is pure, the scenery is good, sometimes he will talk to us who are fishing and working, answer our questions, and sometimes teach young people to write and read, these things are what he said. Later, he made trouble with this headless monk, and killed an unknown number of people in a row, all of them were beaten into pulp, and he told us that if we met this headless monk, just when he asked if his head was still on his head, tell him that he was still there, and he would be satisfied, and he would not hurt anyone, and those who died did not know and said that they were not there. ”

"Have you ever met my husband?"

"I met once, and it was the same as what the monk said. Now almost everyone outside the city knows about it, although they are still scared when they see this headless monk, but as long as they reply 'still there', they will be fine, and the people who have been killed by him in the past year are basically outsiders who have passed by on rainy days, and they don't know. However, there are still few people who dare to come here to fish. It's okay to be clean and comfortable. The old man was no longer embarrassed to say that all the fish belonged to me alone, but only advised, "If you meet the headless monk and are asked by him, you must answer him, his head is still on his head." ”

After a pause, he looked at the little girl again:

But if you are a timid person, you will be too frightened to say it when you see that scene, and your legs and stomach will be weak, and you may also be beaten into meat sauce by him. Most of those people were afraid that they would be so frightened that they couldn't speak, so they didn't even dare to come here to fish in the sun. ”

The implication is that if you are timid, don't come here to grab fish with me in the future.

Maybe it's also a good intention.

"My Sanhua Niangniang is very good at spells, if you meet that headless monk, you will definitely protect me."

"Look at you like this, most of you are also good at spells. However, the emperor here must have invited a lot of masters to treat the monk, and he didn't cure it, in the past few years, there have been many masters, as well as the monks of the Santa Temple next to Xianning, and even the army has come, and they can't help the headless monk, which shows how powerful he is. ”

The fisherman held the fishing rod and said truthfully.

Sanhua Niangniang raised the rod again, and it was a small fish again.

While taking off the small fish, his eyes were dripping, but what he thought in his heart was-

In addition to thunder, the most powerful thing about the swallow is the little sword, which specializes in cutting off heads, but the monster has no head, if the swallow asks his little sword to cut off the head of the monster......

Thinking about it, she thought it was fun.

"I heard that last time a master came to get rid of the headless monk, led him all the way down the mountain, and cast a spell to summon huge stones from the mountain, all of which were bigger than people, and rolled down and tried to smash him to death, but instead of smashing him, he was beaten by the headless monk, and the stones bigger than people were broken alive." Fishing Suo Youyou said, "Anyway, those who underestimated him were beaten to death by him." ”

“！”

When the girl heard this, her expression froze.

Can't be happier.

Just now, I was thinking about how Swallow's decapitation sword could cut off the head of the headless monk, but now I will say that a stone bigger than a person can be broken by him with one punch.

Isn't that the god of the mountains ......

Although there is spiritual power as a connection, the stone will be less likely to break than ordinary stones, and it is not easy to fall off when walking, but the hardness of the stone has not been significantly improved, but it just makes the stone less brittle.

And his own method of turning stones into gold so far can only turn a place the size of the belly of the mountain god into gold.

"What about the monk?"

"Which monk?"

"Mage Wuwei."

"What's wrong with Master Wuwei? Why didn't you get rid of the headless monk, or why didn't you come here? Diao Su said, "Although Master Wuwei is kind-hearted and has a good reputation, how can he fight this extremely vicious headless monk, and although he knows how to save his life when he meets him, he doesn't want to lie, so naturally he won't come here." ”

"I see."

"If you don't want to meet him, go back early."

"Thank you, sir."

"Just a few words, don't be so polite."

The angler waved his hand, raised the fishing rod, first checked the bait on the lower hook, and saw that it was safe and sound, so he continued to cast the rod, but did not take advantage of the length of the rod to throw it away, but like the girl, threw it in the shallow water near the lake, and waited silently.

Soon the facts told him that it had nothing to do with distance or proximity.

Until dusk approached, he had only one fish.

A small fish given to him by a new acquaintance.

"It's late! Almost! ”

Lao Suo carried a wooden stick, a rope on it, hung a small fish two fingers wide, he stood up, glanced at the little girl and her catch, opened his mouth to speak, but did not know what to say, had to leave a sentence: "You little doll, you really don't understand anything, such a poisonous sun on the seaside, your arms are so exposed, bask for an afternoon, go back to the skin and flesh!" ”

After the accusation and preaching, it seemed that he got a sense of satisfaction, and the emotion in his heart that belonged to "a handful of age but not as powerful as a little girl doll" was also made up, so he was satisfied and walked away.

"Let's go!"

The little fish swayed behind him, quite happy.

Sanhua Niangniang turned her head to see him off, but she didn't speak, and after he walked away, she looked up at the sky, and then turned her head to look at the fish that were about to fill up in the puddle next to her, and a sense of accomplishment suddenly rose in her heart.

"It's late, almost."

Sanhua Niangniang was also satisfied, and got up.

First he took a few leaves from the reeds, tied the largest fish into a bow, put them in the blanket around him, and strung all the other small fish, borrowed a wooden stick from a metasequoia on the spot, and hung it on the stick in the same way as the fisherman, carried it on his shoulder, staggered, and walked back.

It's a bunch of stuff.

(End of chapter)