Behind the wooden stake, the young fisherman pressed the thick bamboo pole on the stake to the ground and lifted the net in the river, only to find that there were only a few small fish in the net.

"This is not the season of rising water, and it is difficult to ship large quantities. ”

In front of the wooden stake, an old man took a fishing scoop and scooped a few small fish from the net, and then put them into a large bamboo basket.

The father and son were fishermen who lived in a small town not far from the river, and the old man had been fishing for nearly forty years, and he would come here every evening to sprinkle the nets and pull the fish by relying on the large fishing net in the lake, and in the early morning he would take the fish he caught to the market and sell them.

In the end, with the fishing nets in the lake and his hard work, the old man changed from a poor boy to a happy man with a wife, children and surplus silver.

Lifting a net, and with only a few small fish, the young man lowered the net into the lake again, and sat down by the stake.

After the old man put the fishing basket away, he also sat down by the stake, took out some food from a small bamboo blue, and the father and son began to eat.

Just as the father and son were eating, the young man who was holding a cold steamed bun and stuffing it into his mouth saw by the moonlight that on the surface of the lake not far away, there was a wave coming straight towards the fishing net.

"Dad, the big cargo is coming. ”

Seeing the movement on the river, the young man put down the steamed bun in his hand and patted the old man beside him.

Seeing this, the old man also put down the food in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face, he got up and walked behind the stake, put his hands on the thick bamboo pole, and waited for the large parallel goods in the river to swim under the net, and directly put the net to collect it.

The waves in the middle of the river were neither fast nor slow, and under the eager gaze of father and son, the waves eventually swam into the nets.

The old man who has been netting fish for decades pressed the bamboo pole down after the waves entered the net, ready to fish out the net of the large parallel goods swimming into the net, and sell them at a good price until early tomorrow morning.

The young man thought the same as his father, he had a fishing scoop in his hand, and his eyes were on the nets in the river, waiting for the big parallel goods to be fished out of the nets.

Under the full expectation of the father and son, the fishing net was lifted above the river, but there were no big parallel goods in the net, and some were just Zhou Qing in red.

"Ghost~Ghost~"

When the young man saw Zhou Qing in the net, he abandoned the fishing scoop in his hand and ran to the farmland behind the riverbank.

After the old man saw Zhou Qing, he was also stunned, he had been fishing for decades, and he had never been a ghost on the net, so when the old man was stunned, the bamboo pole that he pressed to the ground and stepped on with his feet suddenly loosened, and bounced directly into the crotch of the old man.

"Hey~"

Needless to say, the taste of the thick bamboo pole bouncing in the crotch was self-explanatory, and the old man let out a complicated cry of pain in his mouth, and then covered his crotch with both hands and fell to the ground.

The bamboo pole was bounced, and the fishing net fell under the water at one time, Zhou Qing in the net moved, and directly controlled the water to hold his body from the bottom to the surface of the water, and then he stepped on the river and walked to the bank of the river.

When Zhou Qing walked ashore, the old man who fell to the ground looked at him in a daze, with an extremely frightened expression on his face, and at the same time, the pain howl in his mouth also stopped at this time.

Ignoring the old man, Zhou Qing took a closer look at the big fishing net after coming ashore, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

Due to his limited vision in the water, he did not find this fishing net just now, and he did not expect that it was fished up as a large parallel goods, and now it is regarded as a ghost by the fisherman, which is really ridiculous.

Glancing at the fishing net, Zhou Qing put away a wry smile, turned his head to look at the old man, and from the other party's expression, Zhou Qing shook his head helplessly.

"Old man, you don't have to be afraid, I am neither a ghost nor a demon, and I will not kill you. ”

"You~ are you the river god master?" the old man replied nervously.

After hearing this, Zhou Qing shook his head with a smile and said, "Where is there a river god in this world, I am just a passing Taoist priest." ”

When he was netted out of the water just now, Zhou Qing also saw that the old man was bounced to his crotch by a bamboo pole because he was scared by himself.

So after answering the old man's words, he walked to his side, helped him up, and inquired about the other party's situation.

From Zhou Qing's words and actions, the old man did not realize that he had the intention of harming him, so the original frightened and frightened heart also relaxed at this time.

"Well, the old man may be wasted, but I'm old and don't have the energy to do those things, so if it's wasted, it's wasted. ”

From the old man's words, Zhou Qing heard a little loneliness, and at the same time a little relieved, this simple but complex tone Zhou Qing didn't think much about it.

"Where do you live, old man, I'll carry you back." ”

Seeing that the old man looked in pain and completely lost the ability to walk, Zhou Qing opened his mouth to ask.

Hearing Zhou Qing's kindness, and the old man at this time was really in pain, and he couldn't walk, so he told him where he lived, got on Zhou Qing's back and went home.

Behind the riverbank was a farmland, and after walking through the fields for a while, Zhou Qing carried the old man to a small town.

Under the guidance of the old man on his back, he turned left and right on the streets of the town for a while, and then came to the old man's house.

At this time, the old man's house was brightly lit, and even the courtyard door was not closed, after Zhou Qing carried the old man into the courtyard, he saw that in the hall, the young man who was scared away by him just now was holding an old woman and crying bitterly, and beside the young man, there was a little woman squatting beside him and whispering comfort.

"Daddy~"

When Zhou Qing carried the old man into the front yard, the little woman in the hall was the first to spot them, and after she opened her mouth to shout, she quickly got up and rushed out of the house.

Hearing the little woman's shout, the young man who was crying raised his head and glanced at the courtyard outside the door, just in time to meet Zhou Qing's gaze.

"Ghost~ghost~" The young man exclaimed, and then his eyes closed and he fainted.

"Son, what's wrong with you~" The old woman who was being held by the young man glanced outside the hall, and saw that the young man under her fainted, so she quickly picked it up from the ground and mixed it onto the wooden chair on the side.

Seeing this somewhat chaotic scene, Zhou Qing said to the little woman who was walking towards him when he came out of the house, "Your father is seriously injured, help him into the house, and then go to the doctor to take a look at him." ”

When Zhou Qing opened his mouth to command, the old woman in the house also walked out after placing her fainted son.

With the help of his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Zhou Qing put the old man off his back and let them mix it into the house.

After sending the old man home, Zhou Qing did not stop, but returned the same way, walked to the river, jumped into the river and continued to catch up.

After encountering the old man tonight, he didn't encounter an abnormality in the second half of the night.

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that he came across something by the river.