On the swampy meadow on the shore, there was a three-foot nanmu table horizontally, and the cases were piled up like a mountain, and there were two white-clothed scholars who looked like fourteen or fifteen years old standing respectfully on the left and right, their hair tied into a bun, and the shape was strange, like two round fish bubbles.

There are no people in Liao within a hundred miles, where did they come from?

Gu Qing saw that the middle-aged scribe was neatly dressed and polite, not like a villager who fished for a living in a nearby village, so he glanced at Jiang Chunyu, stood on the side of the boat and said loudly: "Please ask this gentleman to give way, as long as the bamboo raft is turned around, thank you, thank you." ”

"The lake is so wide, how can the boat not be able to pass?"

The middle-aged scribe's voice was calm, and his body did not move.

Gu Qing thought to himself, this person is either a fool or a troublemaker, if the boat rushes over, it will definitely overturn his bamboo raft, the lake is deep, cold and biting, and it is impossible to find his corpse.

"I'm really sorry to disturb Mr. Yaxing. The gentleman raised his noble feet and was grateful. ”

"It's ridiculous! I raised my hand to fish, and if I lifted my foot, wouldn't I fall into the water?" the middle-aged scribe didn't look back, his body still moving.

Jiang Chunyu frowned and wanted to have a seizure, but Gu Qing grabbed his arm and shook his head. This person sat on the lake fishing, his attitude was indifferent, and his identity was suspicious, in case it was a trap designed by the goblins of Wufu City, the scope of the bamboo shed boat was too small and there was nowhere to escape, and if he made a rash move, the chances of winning were not great.

Wei Fengyu was silent, and his big eyes turned around, as if he was thinking about something.

The boat slowly sailed to the side of the bamboo raft, and Gu Qing looked at the fishing rod in the hand of the middle-aged scribe, which was thin and long, and the whole body was shiny, as if it was made of fine iron. The two young scholars on the shore stood straight, but their eyes were hollow, and they seemed to be indifferent to the middle-aged scribe's fishing, and they were drowsy.

Gu Qing was patient, and said with a smile: "Okay, then let's wait for a while, and wait for Mr. to happily catch a big fish, and then it's not too late to leave." ”

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and glanced at the cabin intentionally or unintentionally, but his two round eyes narrowed into a slit, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a strange expression.

A scholar on the shore suddenly shook his head and sighed, his eyes turned around Gu Qing: "My master has not seen a single small fish since he sat in the early morning, if you want to wait for him to catch a big fish, I am afraid that you will have to sit for three days and three nights." ”

Gu Qing laughed and said: "Where there is a will, there is a way, although the bamboo pole is a little thinner, Mr. can always catch a big fish with a little more patience." ”

The middle-aged scribe seemed to blame the scholar for being too talkative, glared at him fiercely, and said with a smile: "The children of the Jianghuai family know that they talk nonsense, and the little brother doesn't have to mind." What you say makes sense, you've been waiting for three years in vain, and you don't care about waiting a few more hours. ”

He had a strange smile on his face, brushing his black beard in front of his chin, and his deep eyes became extremely cunning.

Gu Qing frowned slightly, this person sat nervously by the lake fishing, and there were two scholars by his side, so leisurely and elegant, there must be something different from ordinary people.

And he had something to say, as if he had already guessed the identity of the Beihai Divine Fist, could this "three years of time" be an allusion to the fact that the goblins of Wufu City had besieged Yanyang Village for three years? Well, if I get entangled with him again, I may have a change, so it is better for me to act at the opportunity, kick away the bamboo raft while he is unprepared, and send him back to the shore with a demon rope, and then make plans when he is safely bypassed this deep water.

Gu Qing made up his mind, and said with a smile: "Although I don't have a fishing rod in Xia, I have another fishing skill, so it's better for you and me to compare with each other to see who catches the big fish first." ”

He picked up the demon rope and slowly sank the end of the rope into the deep lake.

When the middle-aged scribe saw that Gu Qing had the intention to test his fishing skills with him, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he muttered: "Yanyang is barren, like a poor country, and he is in a thousand lakes and clouds." The book is the bait, the pen is the hook, and you are fishing for eternity...... Fish, fish, take the bait. ”

He read another poem out of his mouth, and with a stroke of the stainless steel fishing rod in his hand, he pulled out a large fishhook shaped like a sickle from the water, and the white light flickered and threw it in the air.

The scholar on the shore was curious, frowned, and said, "This little brother, I have never seen anyone who can fish with a rope, and if you compete with my master, won't you definitely lose?"

"That's not necessarily, your master hasn't caught a single fish since he sat in the morning, maybe it's the wrong method, or maybe it's not in the right place. Gu Qing smiled, shook the demon rope in the lake a few times, and made a circle of ripples.

The rope was very powerful, the end of the rope was cocked, and it circled several times in the ripples, and fell straight down, and actually plunged into the bottomless lake.

For a long time, the bottom of the lake was bubbling up, and there seemed to be a school of fish rushing and surging in the water, splashing around and shaking the surface of the lake.

Gu Qing's face was happy, Suo'er would not disappoint him, with its magical powers, it was easy to tie up a few fish.

The middle-aged scribe turned a blind eye to the spectacle in front of him, and whistled softly, and the churning splash on the surface of the lake suddenly stopped, and countless small blisters spread out on the surface of the water, and disappeared in an instant.

He whistled, and a pool of fish scattered, this is too evil, right?

Gu Qing was taken aback, seeing that the stainless steel fishing rod on the lake trembled slightly, the middle-aged scribe's eyes glowed green, and his hands grabbed the fishing rod excitedly.

Unexpectedly, the faces of the two little scholars changed greatly, and they blurted out: "Be careful!"

Call!

The fishing rod made an arc in mid-air, and a white light shot towards the bamboo shed boat!

A large fishhook shaped like a sickle slashed across the bamboo shed, cutting the entire canopy in half.

Gu Qing reacted quickly, his body turned upside down, his toes were a little on the cornice, and he kicked half of the canopy into the icy lake water.

The middle-aged scribe's figure suddenly spread, the big fish hook was lightly raised, and the person had fallen on the canopy like a fallen leaf, sliding several feet away along the current, and smiled: "As you wish, just change positions, don't be nervous." ”

Gu Qing was shocked, this person's body was slippery and light, and his skills were unfathomable, if he was hit by his sickle-like fishhook, he would be more than lucky. Fortunately, he had no intention of hurting anyone, and lightly cut off the canopy of the boat with a large fishing hook, and if the fishing rod was split from above, he was afraid that the boat would immediately break in two, and all three of them would become chickens in the soup.

Gu Qing smiled at the scholar on the shore and said, "Thank you two little brothers." ”

He had some doubts in his heart, why didn't the scholar help his own people, but reminded outsiders to beware of the master's attack, what is the reason?

Are these two scholars sick in the head?

The middle-aged scribe sat on the half-cut canopy, fishing casually, seemed to guess the question in Gu Qing's heart, shook his head and sighed: "If I knock the three of you into the water, there will be no one to accompany me to fish." What are the two little brutes thinking, I don't know yet?"

The white-clothed scholar was expressionless, bowed down and said: "Master, as the saying goes, a fish leaps over the spiritual gate, and then becomes a dragon, in fact, our brothers are reluctant to let you turn into a dragon and go." ”

The middle-aged scribe snorted coldly, "Really, then why didn't you stop me just now?"

"The master didn't know anything, so he didn't inform a few uncles, but I was afraid that he might not be able to beat it. In case he escapes, three years of time will be wasted and very boring. ”

Gu Qing's eyes rolled, and he smiled: "If I didn't guess wrong, I guess you have been waiting for me." ”

The white-clothed scholar did not deny it, nodded, and said with a straight face: "Everyone in Wufu City is waiting for the Qiankun lock to appear, and my master calculated that you will take this waterway, and he has been squatting here to catch fish for three years." Whether it's steamed or braised in a boiled braised line, the two of us brothers are tired of eating, and when we suddenly see you today, of course we are excited. ”

When these words came out, Gu Qing was not particularly surprised. Ordinary people did not dare to come to Yanyang Lake, they waited here for three years, and finally looked forward to the Qiankun lock. And the middle-aged scribe overturned the canopy with a gesture, of course, to give Gu Qing a dismount, which means that you don't have to be lucky, in the vast deep lake, you can't run away if you fall into his hands.

The problem is that my collar is wrapped so tightly and I don't have my name engraved on my face, how can they tell?

Wei Fengyu stared at Gu Qing's neck, and suddenly sighed: "The eyesight of the people in Yanyang Lake is very powerful, and they can't hide from the fifteenth even if they can hide from the first year of junior high school." ”

"Hehe, to tell you the truth, someone came to rob me when I was fifteen years old, and there are really not many people who know the goods, and I myself am already impatient to wait, and there must be a decision on the merits. ”

Since you can't hide it, you always have to face it bravely, the ancient spirit treasure is a rare treasure for some people, but for Gu Qing, after being troubled for too long, it is inevitable that she will be tired of it.

The middle-aged scribe seemed to be a little unhappy, and frowned: "You two brothers have the most words in your Feng Xiang'er! Learn hard with your junior brother Lingbo'er, be gentle and self-serving, and not be arrogant or impatient, which is the foundation of human beings." Are you afraid that I will rob you of the credit of your senior brother? When it comes to cultivation and Taoism, there is no need to be jealous of me. ”

Feng Xiang'er lowered her head and shook her head, and said slowly: "The master has practiced for thousands of years, and he has been cultivating exquisitely, where have we seen the vastness of the rivers and seas in the shallows? ”

Ling Bo'er's face changed next to him, and he frowned and said, "Senior brother, did Aunt Cai teach you that?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The middle-aged scribe sneered, "I see. ”

Gu Qing was stunned, the students were jealous of the teacher's ability, it was a matter of course, but like the delicate and complicated relationship between their master and servant, I really couldn't figure it out for a while, where did these two rebellious teenagers look like scholars? It seems that they will step on their master at any time.

The middle-aged scribe snorted, and suddenly smiled at Gu Qing and said, "Little brother, don't be surprised, my apprentice is a gambler by nature, and he never beats around the bush when he speaks, and he will say whatever comes to mind." I remember one year when he was addicted to gambling, he couldn't find anyone alive in the nearby village, so he had to go into Yanyang Lake and make a bet with the fish. ”

"Can you bet with the fish?" Gu Qing blinked, very curious.

"Yes, he found a big carp, and he fought with the fish for three days and three nights, and the result was that he won. ”

Gu Qing's mouth opened wide, and his frightened eyes looked at Feng Yu'er in surprise.

I'll go! How can a little scholar have such a skill?

Wei Fengyu sat sideways on the boat, keeping his mouth shut, and suddenly burst out laughing: "What Mr. means is that his brain is in the water." ”

Feng Yu'er was not angry, yawned, and said impatiently: "Big gambling hurts the body, small gambling is pleasant, after waiting for three years, I finally waited for three big people, are you interested in gambling with me?"

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