Chapter Eighty-Six: Straight Hook Fishing

On a high cliff, Lan Ling'er blue clothes fluttering, like a fairy descending to earth, looking at the ancient road of Cangshan Mountain at the foot, a figure in Tsing Yi above is slowly moving, heading north. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Suddenly, there was the sound of the royal object falling to the ground, Lan Ling'er turned her head to look, and said happily: "Grandpa." ā€

The person who came was the white-haired old man, who had been looking for many days, and when he saw that Lan Ling'er was safe and sound, he finally put his mind at ease and said, "Ling'er, are you okay?" Hmph, Xu Li's people left you alone in danger, and I will settle accounts with them sooner or later." ā€

Lan Ling'er said: "Grandpa, I'm fine, I'm worried." ā€

After speaking, he turned his head and continued to look at the Cangshan Ancient Road, the sun was setting, and the blue spot in the distance was blended with the red glow.

The white-haired old man glanced into the distance, sighed slightly, and said, "Ling'er, you should know ......"

"Grandpa," without waiting for the old man to finish, Lan Ling'er said: "I know, I know that I am different from him, and I also know that there is no result if I continue like this, but, but I just fell into it." ā€

A drop of crystal tears, reflecting the glow, is extremely beautiful but painful to the heart.

The white-haired old man sighed and said, "Ling'er, grandpa is also for your good, you have to do it for your good." ā€

After speaking, he stopped talking, sat on a big rock, took out his pipe, and smoked silently.

The sunset finally sets below the horizon, and the darkness caresses the earth like a lover's care.

That teardrop, turned into the most beautiful tenderness in the world, disappeared with the wind, provoking who to pity.

After Luo Xiaosang separated from Lan Ling'er and Tiancong Diming, he remembered that he was buried at the bottom of Longtan, and Yi Xuan's life and death were now unknown, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

I have the intention to return to the Zhuan Tianmen to report the news, and I think about the training mission, this place is far away from the Zhuan Tianshan but close to the Northern Regions, Yi Xuan can't find himself, so it is possible to go to the Northern Regions to seek help from the gate. If you return, you may miss Yi Xuan, pay attention to the decision, and be depressed, so you will go all the way to the north.

Luo Xiaosang crossed a shallow stream, the stream was murmuring, and he was in a hurry to leave, and his mouthpiece was thirsty, so he stopped to drink water. The stream is cool, and the weather is getting hotter at the beginning of summer.

The water was green with branches and leaves, and suddenly there was a patch of blue mixed with the emerald green, and I don't know what kind of tree species could grow blue branches and leaves. Luo Xiaosang's heart fluttered, and Lan Ling'er's figure seemed to appear in front of him.

Although he is still an ignorant teenager, Lan Ling'er's last words are that no matter how stupid she is, she can know what it means. However, the difference in identity is like a chasm, which cannot be crossed in any way.

In your own heart, in your own heart...... Luo Xiaosang saw the clear stream water, and suddenly flashed a piece of pure white, just a hand, and fished out a fallen flower from the water, this is a pure white orchid.

Luo Xiaosang raised his head and looked at the sky.

It is also a orchid that grows on a snow-capped mountain, pure, spotless, worshipped, and the most holy beauty in the heart.

Luo Xiaosang sighed slightly, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the orchid returned to the arms of flowing water.

Falling flowers are intentionally in love with flowing water, and I really hope that flowing water is really ruthless.

Wipe the beads of sweat dripping on his face, just as he was about to continue walking, he heard the sound of breaking the air, and it was on top of his head in an instant, Luo Xiaosang was about to avoid it, but his heart moved, and he stopped in place, and a white shadow fell on his shoulder like this, which was the white feather that he hadn't seen for a long time.

After Bai Yu lost contact with Luo Xiaosang in Savage Ridge that day, he kept looking for it, but Luo Xiaosang tracked the toad to the burial dragon pool, and was swept into the bottom of the pool, and it was not until today that Bai Yu was found for the spiritual white feather.

As soon as it fell, Bai Yu kept combing Luo Xiaosang's hair with his beak, telling farewell feelings, making Luo Xiaosang itch, laughing straight, one person and one bird laughed together.

"Hehe, Bai Yu, I know you blame me, but I can't help myself. These **** people are hanging on to him, but they really forgot about you, blame me, blame me. Luo Xiaosang faced Bai Yu's gentle revenge, dodged again and again, but kept apologizing.

Bai Yu screamed a few times, as if he was still blaming Luo Xiaosang, but he was really helpless, Luo Xiaosang had to beat a hare, and used his own specially prepared condiments to taste it, so as to seal Bai Yu's mouth. In this regard, it is as easy to coax as Yi Xingyun, a good brother.

Thinking of Yi Xingyun, Luo Xiaosang felt very guilty, before the trip, Yi Xingyun handed over Yi Xuan to his own care, but he didn't expect that now the two have lost contact, and I don't know where Yi Xuan is now, whether he is okay or not.

A few days ago, I was with Lan Ling'er and experienced life and death, and then the two said goodbye, and my mood was agitated, but I forgot to ask her about Yi Xuan's whereabouts.

Thinking of Yi Xuan, Luo Xiaosang's feet sped up. After Bai Yu found Luo Xiaosang, he didn't want to leave anyway, so he stood on Luo Xiaosang's shoulders like this, fortunately, Luo Xiaosang walked everywhere in the barren mountains and mountains, otherwise he saw a bird of prey standing on a person's shoulder, and he was in a hurry, although it was not a deviant thing, but it was enough to attract attention.

After walking like this for a few days, I remembered that although the Northern Regions were close, I had to go like this, and when I stayed, I was so anxious that I forgot about the Flying Sword.

Thinking of this, I was about to call out the black ruler, but I didn't think of a muffled thunder in the air, there is a saying in the world, the early summer day, the child's face, say that it changes. As soon as lightning was seen over there, the rain poured down here.

Luo Xiaosang was walking to a big river at this time, looking left and right, there was nothing to cover around, but there was a small boat moored on the bank, which must have belonged to nearby fishermen.

Luo Xiaosang ran a few steps quickly and arrived in front of the boat. The boat covered the canopy with a cloth curtain, but on the side of the canopy, a fishing rod stretched out, and it was thought that someone should be in it. Thinking of this, Luo Xiaosang said inside: "May I ask if there is anyone, it is raining heavily outside, can you hide here temporarily." ā€

I can't hear the echo inside the boat, and the louder the wind and rain outside, I don't know if I can hear it. Luo Xiaosang shouted again, but seeing that there was no response, and his whole body was soaked, he didn't wait any longer, opened the curtain and went in.

The inside of the canopy is cramped, but it is also clean. A small table, with a small stove on it, leading a cluster of fire, I don't know if it just came in from outside, Luo Xiaosang felt warm all over.

I just saw the environment inside the tent by the light of the fire, but found that there was a gray-clothed man sitting near the stern of the boat, wearing a hat and holding a fishing rod in his hand, staring intently at the buoy floating on the water outside the boat, ignoring Luo Xiaosang's entry into the boat.

Luo Xiaosang hurriedly saluted: "This old man, I am a passer-by, it is raining heavily outside, so I can't get an answer outside, so I entered the tent without permission, please forgive me." ā€

After hearing this, the man in gray did not turn his head, still staring intently at the buoy outside, but with a slight wave of his hand, it was an answer.

Luo Xiaosang was grateful, sat down at the small table, took off his soaked coat, and roasted it by the fire.

It was still pouring rain outside the boat, and after a while, his coat was a little dry, and Luo Xiaosang put it back on, thinking that it would be a beautiful thing if he could drink a bowl of hot soup at this time.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt hungry, swallowed a mouthful of saliva in my mouth, and looked at the owner of this boat, I don't know how long he fished, and I didn't see a single fish in the bucket next to him.

After looking at it for a while, the man in gray was still motionless, the buoy drifted with the waves, that is, there was no meaning for the fish to be hooked, Luo Xiaosang couldn't help but say: "Uncle, in the rainstorm, the fish are mostly frightened and hide under the water, will your fishing line not be deep enough? ā€

The gray-clothed man glanced at Luo Xiaosang, and finally said loudly: "You also know how to fish?"

Luo Xiaosang's face was slightly hot, thinking that fishermen live on fish, and they naturally know more things than themselves, so why do they need to say more, and said: "I just do it in my spare time, not more than the old man, the kid talks more, let the old man make fun of it." ā€

Who knew that the man in gray said: "I think what you said is reasonable." After speaking, he lifted the fishing rod in his hand and re-pulled the fishing line, but he didn't expect Luo Xiaosang to see that the fishing hook in the gray-clothed man's hand was straight.

"Uncle, you, why is your fishing hook straight? How can you catch a fish with such a straight hook and no bait?" Luo Xiaosang was surprised.

The gray-clothed man glanced at Luo Xiaosang and said, "Who said that you can't catch fish without bait with a straight hook?" After speaking, he threw the adjusted buoy into the river again.

As if to confirm his words, the straight hook fell back into the water, and after a while, there were fish to eat the bait, and the gray-clothed man gently raised the rod, and a herring weighing about two catties fell into the boat, making a dying struggle, and Luo Xiaosang was dumbfounded.