Chapter 130: Flying Green Crucian Carp (1)
The smoke on Hanbi Lake is vast, and the center of the lake seems to be a large piece of clear jade, transparent and flawless. When it came to the near shore, the jadeite turned into a red-green tourmaline. The distant mountains and forests of Gaine have gradually dyed in autumn, and they are reflected on the surface of the lake, like a small piece of rouge in the water, and the delicate and bright red glow is slowly rippling in the water waves.
There are orchid boats on the lake, and there are two people in the boat.
The woman with her eyebrows and eyes slid her fingers shallow across the water, singing the song of the world, "Light smoke and light rain on the flower island, and look at the beauty of the streams and mountains." After the smoke and water are vast and cool in the evening, the fishing boat rushes through the wrinkles of thousands of glasses. The chaotic clouds are not collected, the residual glow is makeup, and there is a bright lake in autumn. ”
Several swimming fish jumped out of the lake in response, splashing in all directions.
The osmanthus was caught off guard and was almost slapped in the face, and when she wanted to reach out to catch it, the fish had already swam far away with its tail.
She is now familiar with Zhu Chengbi, and her jokes are unrestrained, so she joked with her: "I have to describe that beauties are sinking fish and geese, but you look at the fish in Hanbi Lake but you don't know the goods, and when you see you, you jumped up in fright, you should really fight." ”
Zhu Chengbi's eyes were slightly bent, and a pair of pear vortices loomed, "In this case, we must catch this hateful fish and interrogate it to see whose appearance it was frightened by." ”
She sat sideways on the side of the boat, and before she could finish speaking, she simply leaned back neatly, and slid silently into the water without even making a splash.
Without the master's control, the German boat gradually stopped horizontally on the water. Osmanthus turned her head to look at the lake where they came, but only saw a wave of autumn water gloomy and turquoise, where was the shadow of Zhu Chengbi.
She was not in a hurry, and simply sat quietly in the boat. There are fish monsters in the lake, and it is impossible to enter the cultivation here. However, the aura of the five elements here is extremely strong, and even a superficial breath is very beneficial for cultivation.
I don't know how long it took, but Osmanthus suddenly felt something in her heart and opened her eyes.
With a soft sound, Zhu Chengbi emerged from the water, holding a fish in each hand, the blue-gray flat and round body in his left hand, and the black belly and white belly in his right hand with a large ridge. She stepped on the water in the lake and held the fish to the osmanthus flower, and asked with a smile: "Is it the left or the right one that disliked you just now?"
Osmanthus smiled and wanted to pull her up.
Zhu Chengbi shook his head and swam close to the spirit boat with ease. Not knowing what she had done, the German boat suddenly changed again, and a hole several feet square opened in the deck near the stern, revealing a dark chamber filled with water underneath.
She threw the two fish far into the water tank, parted the blue waves, and jumped back into the boat. Osmanthus saw that the material of the vermilion dress she was wearing was very peculiar, it was even wet but not wet, and the remaining water droplets slid down like balls, and soon gathered in the stern of the cabin and flowed into the dark cabin, and the boat was still refreshing.
Taking advantage of Zhu Chengbi's efforts to lean on the bulkhead and twist his hair, Osmanthus took out a bag of dim sum brought out from the red bean courtyard, pinched it into crumbs and sprinkled it into the water in the dark cabin, and asked in a serious mouth: "Those two fish essences, don't you hurry up and recruit them truthfully." But you peeked into Zhu Zhenren's face, and then you jumped up impatiently and abruptly surprised the real person?"
The two fish were scurrying around in the cabin, but when they suddenly saw that there was food to feed, they forgot about the shock seven seconds ago, and rushed to the surface to grab food.
Osmanthus and Zhu Chengbi looked down, as if the two fish nodded and admitted their mistakes.
Zhu Chengbi took a silk scarf and tied it on her half-wet hair, which looked a little extra playful. She turned her face and said angrily: "Since the fish criminal has confessed his guilt, then it will be a canonical punishment, and he will be cut with a thousand knives." ”
The fairy Chrysostom and Jade Tooth sat down and said that if a thousand knives were cut, they would never only cut nine hundred and ninety-nine knives. It is common for fishermen to catch fresh fish from the lake and scrape scales and disembowel on the spot, and if the fisherman has the means of the fairy family, the fish will of course be even more exquisite.
The German boat is not only a virtue floating people, but also a virtue load. Although it seems to be a small one, the various things hidden in it make the osmanthus breathtaking.
Zhu Chengbi didn't know where to pull out a few cases and put them in the boat, put a cutting board and a white glazed porcelain plate on it with his hands and feet, and then caught the black back and white belly from the fish cabin.
Although the carp is beautiful, it is a pity that it has many bones, just as the kumquat is sour, the lettuce is cold, and the begonia is not fragrant, which is the regret of people growing up and hating the water and growing east.
But this kind of trivial matter did not bother Fairy Zhu at all. The fish knife in her hand was like a frightening dragon, skillfully cutting the flesh on both sides along the fish bones, and then wiping back and forth on the two pieces of fish bodies, those tiny micro-spines have jumped out one after another, neatly piled up in a small pile on the side of the board.
The osmanthus on the side was stunned and surprised, "This knife, is it... ”
"Well, it's my natal weapon. Zhu Chengbi replied casually without raising his head, moved his wrist again, and swiped the blade against the fish skin, leaving only the two clean and clear fish meat on the board to tremble in the wind shyly.
"When I couldn't walk well, I helped the adults to work, and I didn't know how many fish I killed before entering the fairy courtyard. At that time, I couldn't wait to catch and kill fish again, but when it came time to refine the natal weapon, I still chose the fish cutting knife. Zhu Chengbi said lightly, and returned to his expressionless appearance, "Of course, the smaller size of the fish knife is also an important reason, so that fewer materials are needed to refine it." ”
She kept her hands on it, wrapped the fish body in a piece of snow-white and soft thick paper to absorb the water, and carefully cleaned up the fish bones and fish body residues, and threw them into the lake one by one. At the same time, he was also answering questions to the little disciple, "The fish knife is a magic weapon, but the German word boat is a spiritual weapon." Do you know the difference?"
Osmanthus didn't find much information about this in the memory fragments he obtained, and it seemed that there was no distinction between spiritual weapons and magic weapons in ancient times, and he asked for advice with a correct attitude at the moment: "I originally thought it was divided according to power or preciousness, but now it seems that this is not the case." Please also make it clear to a real person. ”
"Of course not. The German boat is a sect-type spiritual weapon that I borrowed, and it is different from the function of my fish cutting knife, so it is difficult to directly compare the power. But in terms of preciousness, this knife is definitely not comparable to a horse. ”
The blade of the fish cutter shook slightly, as if to protest against the owner's inappropriate comments on it.
Zhu Chengbi gently stroked the back of the knife a few times to show appeasement, and then said: "If a spiritual weapon can produce a spiritual weapon, it is called a magic weapon. ”
"The return of the spirit weapon is reforging, while the magic weapon can grow and upgrade. No matter how precious a spiritual weapon is, it can't compare to a magic weapon that has figured out with its owner. When the monk uses the spiritual weapon, he has to use the spiritual sense to manipulate it, which consumes a lot of money. The use of magic weapons can be distracted and multi-purpose because of the assistance of the instrument. ”
Osmanthus was stunned: "Didn't you say last time that a monk can only cultivate one machine spirit?"
"That's true. Zhu Chengbi replied: "But after the fall of the monk, the magic weapon is still there." These magic weapons are handed over to the new master, although they are not as handy as the ones they have cultivated since childhood, but the instrument spirits in them can also assist the new master to play a considerable role, and they are many times more useful than the ignorant and ignorant spirit weapons of the same level. ”
"Once the disciples of the Immortal Sect die and fall, as long as the magic weapons left behind are not destroyed, it is customary to belong to the Immortal Sect from which they were born, even if the Taoist couple and the bloodline of the relatives have no right to put their beaks. ”
As he spoke, Zhu Chengbi had already carried a knife like the wind and cut a large plate of fish tart.
The plain porcelain plate is white, the layer of soft paper on the plate is white, and the fish belly, which is as thin as a cicada's wings, is also white. But there are clear layers between white and white, and the three different textures reflect each other, which is unique. The warmth of the white porcelain and the thickness and softness of the white paper show the clarity and crystal of the fish. . .
The texture of each piece of fish is delicate, and it seems that there is still life circulating in it. The layers of snow on the plate are scattered, and it seems that you can dance in the wind anytime and anywhere.
Zhu Chengbi was a little regretful, "I was in a hurry from Shanghe City, and I didn't add pepper and garlic, so I could only add some ginger vinegar casually." Fortunately, the carp tastes sweet and should be fine. I deliberately didn't catch the carp, because I was afraid that the condiments would not be all fishy. ”
She stretched out a piece of bamboo and picked it up and put it in her mouth to taste, quite satisfied, "It's still not as good as the one in the Ignorant Lake, but it's also very good, you can also try my craftsmanship." ”
Osmanthus also picked up a piece according to the words, looked at the skylight, and felt that what he was holding was not like a fish belly, but a piece of glossy streamer, and he suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't bear to eat.
She didn't dip it in ginger vinegar, so she put the fish jelly directly in her mouth and chewed it lightly. Carp is not rare, but the taste of this fish is something she has never tasted in her life. I first felt a layer of softness between my teeth, and then before I could chew it a few more times, it had already turned into delicious juice and flowed into my stomach.
The two of them were delicate and delicate, but the speed was not slow at all, and most of the plate had fallen into their stomachs in an instant. Osmanthus doesn't like to eat Tianxianglou's drunken yusheng, but she likes this original delicious carp very much, and sighed: "I am also stained with the light of a real person, and the fish monster has not been seen yet, but I have eaten a lot of good things." Compared with today's fish, the fish eaten in the past has no taste. ”
Zhu Chengbi dropped the bamboo, and began to concoct the remaining tuantou bream in the cabin again, and said with a smile: "This is a fish that has eaten human flesh and blood, and it looks like it is about to become a monster, and the taste is of course different." ”
The style of painting changed suddenly, Osmanthus was startled, and the fish meat half-contained in her mouth didn't know whether to swallow or vomit, so she could only look at Zhu Zhenren who was still light.
Zhu Chengbi shrugged his shoulders, threw the bream head out of the boat, watched the dark red blood ripple and shake in the green lake water, and said to Osmanthus: "You don't want to think about it, why is there only one boat on the lake in such a rich natural fishing ground? If it weren't for the fish monsters in the lake eating people, how could those fishermen not dare to come to this place at all." ”