Chapter 94 The fisherman spends an ordinary day, and the rivers and lakes reappear as the dragon king

Several counties along the southeast coast are mostly engaged in fishing.

The name of the Yang family is called Lao Wu, about forty, married to Zhao, and his name is Xiaocui.

The husband and wife have been married for more than 20 years, but they have no children.

Yang Lao Wu fishes every day, leaves at sunrise, and returns at sunset. Zhao prepares a day's food for her husband before dawn, spins cloth at home during the day, and leans on the door before sunset to look forward to her husband's return.

In order to catch big fish, the fishermen go for three or five days or even ten days, and every time they come back, they can sell a lot of silver, and the fishing boats are getting bigger and bigger, going to sea farther and farther, and making more and more silver. But Yang Lao Wu and his wife never expected to make more money, and after 20 years, they have changed a few ships that are the same size as before, and the two of them can just worry about food and clothing.

The most beautiful thing for Yang Lao Wu every day is not to sell a big fish at a good price, but to have his wife greet him when he comes home at night. The couple never quarreled, and when it was dark, they got into the bed to make children, but twenty years have passed, and what dry field should grow crops if it is so diligent in fertilizing and watering, Zhao's stomach is stunned. However, this does not affect the relationship between the two people.

Today, Zhao sent her husband away early. He closed the door of his house, tidied up the house, sat down in front of the spinning machine and began to work.

"Bang bang. "Suddenly, I heard someone banging on the door.

Zhao is nearly forty years old, and she is not a shy girl for a long time, so she calmly went to open the door.

Wang Hai stood next door in front of the door, and when he saw Zhao open the door, he barely squeezed out a hypocritical smile that seemed to be smiling or not, and said, "Brother and sister, is your fifth brother at home?"

"No, I'm going fishing, you can come back in the evening if you have something." Zhao said solemnly. These two neighbors have been at odds because of many trivial things, and they usually don't care about anyone when they meet when they have nothing to do, but this Wang Hai often provokes trouble, either putting his bricks and tiles close to the Yang family, or sincerely drying fish nets to block the door of the Yang family, or splashing dirty water at the door of the Yang family, in short, to do something annoying but not to let you fight with him, just to add to the Yang family.

"I looked at the big tree at the door, and I asked someone to cut it down in a while. Wang Haidao.

"No, that tree is in front of my house, it has grown for twenty or thirty years, and it has been used to dry fishing nets, why did you cut it down. Zhao said.

"I'll cut if I want. Wang Hai dropped a sentence and left. Leaving the isolated Zhao clan standing there angry.

That morning, Wang Haizhen called seven or eight outsiders with axes and saws to cut down the tree in front of Yang's house. Zhao went out to stop her, shouting and insulting, but she was a woman who could stop seven or eight strong men. Two hours were useless, and a few people took away the dismembered tree, and it seemed that they sold it to Wang Hai for a good price.

The angry Zhao family could only sit at home and cry.

When Yang Lao Wu came home in the evening, he saw that the big tree in front of the door was gone, and his daughter-in-law was sitting there crying, so he felt bad. When Zhao saw Yang Lao Wu coming back, he couldn't hold back his grievances anymore, and cried in his man's arms. Yang Lao Wu is an honest man, so he had to persuade his wife: "It's okay, it's okay......" There are only these two words over and over again.

Fighting hard with a bastard for a tree, this tone may not be able to be spilled, but will have a more worthless result. Although the fifth child is angry, he is still sensible.

Although the tree is in front of his house, it is true that he did not plant it with his own hands, and he has used it for so many years in vain, and he will not pay for it. Let that bastard cut it down, Yang Lao Wu can only comfort his wife and comfort himself like this.

The next day, Lao Wu went to sea later and finished work earlier, and he was thinking about his wife at home.

Six or seven days passed, and neither of them mentioned the matter of cutting down the tree, and they both wanted to open the page as soon as possible. The Zhao family is no longer depressed all day long, and the fifth child has just started to fish normally, otherwise the family that is not rich will not be able to make ends meet.

On this day, Zhao was spinning at home, and suddenly a white shadow wanted her to fly. Zhao, who bowed his head, skillfully reached out to catch the ball of paper that was as light as a feather but full of strength, and read the two concise sentences on it after unfolding it. After that, the paper ball is burned.

The village woman Zhao put down the work in her hand, walked under the beam, jumped up, and took down a red sandalwood knife box that she had not let her husband know about for 20 years.

Reaching out to brush away the thick dust on it, he took out the pair of deadly mandarin duck double knives. Zhao only had a very short time to think. As a silenced spy, all she is organized, her time, her life.

It's not that she can't give birth in the past 20 years, but that she wants to deliberately avoid getting pregnant, because the silenced spy may die at any time, and she doesn't want to make the baby and die at night. Yang Lao Wu is a good husband, she doesn't want him to die alone because of her children because of her children after her death. This may be her maximum "confrontation" organization. As a silent spy, she lives in two worlds, one is a world where people kill people without blinking an eye and are not afraid of death, and the other is a world that is ordinary and ordinary, and she is often subjected to evil anger, and the two must not be confused. But she prefers this world of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

In the past 20 years, she has also quietly gone on missions several times, and she has come back smoothly. But this time, when she saw that task, she knew that she would never see Lao Wu again.

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On the seashore, huge waves swept the reef, but no matter how strong the wind and waves were, the stubborn rocks never wavered.

Under the rolling cliff, a large hand suddenly stretched out from the sea and grabbed the rock wall. The fingernails were thick, pointed, and long, and the thick hairs on the back of the hands were wet with seawater and stuck to the arms.

Another large hand was also outstretched, and the nail was almost embedded in the stone, firmly grasping the rock wall and climbing upward.

A head full of white hair and tiger eyes was exposed to the water, and two snow-white sword eyebrows were long and tall.

A strange man like the White Dragon King of the sea crawls out of the water. Fingers stabbed into the rock wall like a large lizard crawling on flat ground.

When the strange man's whole body was exposed to the sea, he found that on his back, there were two thick black iron chains growing at the waist of his back. Where the chains grow, I don't know if it's a sarcoma or a huge scar, the chains are firmly locked around the waist and locked in the flesh.

As the majestic monster climbed to the top of the cliff, the end of the chain was completely exposed. At the end of two two-zhang long pitch-black iron chains, each connected to a meteor hammer the size of a bull's head, each with eighteen flat heads slightly protruding.

The white-haired strange man dragged the hammer to the top of the cliff and walked towards the land, but he couldn't see the burden of the hammer behind him, as casually as dragging his own tail. The strange man opened his arms and roared to the sky, like a lion's roar that shook the sky, captivating people's hearts and souls, and at the same time shaking the sea water on his body. This old man is nine feet tall, full of white beard and white hair, burly, with a broad back and a thin waist, thick muscles showing domineering, and green tendons protruding on the muscles that can be seen in the root muscle filaments. The upper body is naked, and the lower body is wearing a pair of gray single pants, bare feet, and both wrists and ankles have iron hoop guards as black as the chain hammer.

I don't know if these two chain hammers were implanted by themselves, or they were forcibly buckled on the lumbar spine by others, like two big tails, which are terrifying and domineering at the same time.

The waves were high on this day.

The day was cloudy.

On this day, the "Dragon King", who disappeared for nearly a hundred years, appeared.