Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Chapter 14 Fishing Snails
Looking at Song Yizhi's trying to cover up, Feng Yi'an imagined how the little girl would fall into the lake before she could react, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Don't laugh!" Song Yizhi sat up abruptly, looking at Feng Yi'an angrily.

Go eight days!

It can still fall into the water after being teleported to a secret realm, but next time it will fall directly into the monster's mouth? !
grass [a plant]

Looking at the shy little girl, Feng Yi'an tried his best not to laugh, he coughed twice, suppressed his smile and said seriously, "Do you want to go with me?"

"No, I want to fish." Song Yizhi glanced at the lake not far away, "When I swam up, I vaguely saw a few fish. The fish are quite fat, and they should be delicious."

"Okay." Feng Yi'an said.

Song Yizhi didn't understand, so he looked at Feng Yi'an.

"Fishing with you." Feng Yi'an sat aside while lifting his clothes.

Song Yizhi looked at Feng Yi'an with question marks on his face.

Are you OK? ?
You are the young demon master, you want to fish with yourself if you don’t do the mission? !
What is this picture?

No, logically speaking, with his identity as the young demon master and his outstanding appearance, he should be one of Lan Qianqian's blue faces in the demon world.

Normal people would appreciate Lan Xixi's tenacious and hard-working appearance more, right?

Why did Young Master Yao show that he is more interested in himself? It's so weird!

Song Yizhi turned his mind around, but finally couldn't figure it out.

Feng Yi'an seemed to see Song Yizhi's distress, "The task given by Mr. is to find five hemostatic grasses for each person, and I have already found them."

Song Yizhi: "..."

This luck...

Some people haven't started looking for it yet, while others have already finished it.

She is not envious!Absolutely not!

Feng Yi'an took out five hemostatic grasses from the storage bag and handed them to Song Yizhi, "I found five more and here they are for you."

Song Yizhi didn't pick it up, but looked at Feng Yi'an suspiciously.

Before coming here, Rong Yueyuan said that there are only about fifty hemostatic grasses in the secret realm, which means that only ten disciples or even less than ten disciples will complete the task.

There are too many monks and too few porridge, which means that everyone is in a competitive relationship.

Feng Yi'an said carelessly that he found the hemostatic grass, maybe because of his confidence in his own strength, but he sent the hemostatic grass backhand, which doesn't make sense!

The relationship between her and Feng Yi'an doesn't seem to be that good, does it?

"Osmanthus candy is delicious." Feng Yi'an rolled his eyes, "I ate your osmanthus candy, this is a gift in return, how about it?"

Is osmanthus candy so valuable?

Forgive her for not knowing.

Song Yizhi was silent for a moment, and finally reached out to take the hemostatic grass and put it in the storage bag.

In the blink of an eye, Song Yizhi completed the task, and Huaizhu's heart was complicated for a moment.

You said she was lucky, but she fell into the water as soon as she entered, you said she was unlucky, the young master Yao brought the hemostatic grass to the door.

Huai Zhu said with emotion, "This is the interdependence of good and bad, right?"

Rong Yueyuan responded.

Compared with Song Yizhi's interdependence between misfortune and good fortune, the luck of that demon young master is too heaven-defying.

And... Lan Xixi.

Lan Qianqian found the Hemostatic Grass after walking a few steps into the secret realm.

The hemostatic grass grows in patches. The patch of hemostatic grass that Lan Xixi found was not many, but there were seven or eight plants.

She quickly picked the hemorrhoid and put it in the storage bag, but before taking two steps, she encountered other things.

……

"This fish looks so fat, how about grilling it?" Feng Yi'an swung his fishing rod, looked at the fish jumping on the grass, and said to Song Yizhi.

"Isn't it okay to make soup?" Song Yizhi said.

If such a fat fish is stewed into soup, the fish soup must be delicious!

"It's not impossible to make soup, but we don't have a pot." Feng Yi'an sent the fish into the wooden barrel on the side with spiritual power.

Song Yizhi smiled.

In the next second, a pot with a pot stand appeared in the open space.

Feng Yi'an: "..."

You didn't come to the secret realm to test, you came to have a picnic!
Not long after Song Yizhi finished speaking, the bait was bitten.

Pull up the fishing rod, a fish draws a beautiful arc in the air with the water, and then falls into the wooden barrel.

Unhooking the hook, Song Yizhi re-baited and flicked the rod to continue fishing.

Looking at the several fish in the bucket, Feng Yi'an said, "Zhi Zhi, that's enough."

"The pickled fish is delicious." Song Yi said without looking back.

Hearing this, Feng Yi'an silently baited the hook and continued fishing.

For some reason, he had the illusion that Zhizhi was going to drop all the fish in the lake?

Facts have proved that Feng Yian's idea is correct.

The number of barrels beside them has increased from one to the fifth.

Five huge wooden barrels are full of live fish!
Roughly, there are almost a hundred fish, right?
Let's not talk about why there are so many fish here and so easy to catch, so many fish have to be eaten until the Year of the Monkey!
Although Feng Yian slandered in his heart, the speed at which he fished Song Yizhi did not slow down.

"Whoosh—" the fishing rod flew across the air, and something water-stained fell on the grass.

Song Yizhi was disappointed when he saw that it was not a fish.

Feng Yi'an turned slightly to pick up the things on the grass.

Unhooking the fishhook, Feng Yi'an looked at the palm-sized aquatic product with shell, and asked uncertainly, "Snail?"

Song Yizhi glanced at it.

The dusty snail is not very attractive, except that it is a bit bigger, it seems to be no different from other snails.

Song Yizhi stretched out his hand, "How about another boiled snail meat?"

"It's not impossible." Feng Yi'an put the snail in Song Yizhi's hand, "The question is, can the snail still be caught?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Yi'an raised his hand to his chin and looked at the snail in Song Yizhi's hand, "I don't know why, I think this thing is not simple."

Intuition told myself that this snail cannot be eaten!

Song Yizhi glanced at the too ordinary snail, not quite understanding what was so extraordinary.

Could it be because of his size?

But the bigger the meat, the more I don’t know how it tastes.

"Zhizhi, don't eat this snail yet, let the Great Elder take a look at it then." Feng Yi'an said.

Song Yizhi responded, and she threw the snail into the bucket with her backhand, and continued fishing.

When Lan Qianqian walked to the lake, she saw Song Yizhi and Feng Yi'an.

Although she has only been in the secret realm not long ago, she has already gained a lot. It is not a rewarding return, but it is definitely a lot of money!
Seeing these two people fishing, Lan Qianqian's eyes moved slightly, then strode up and said enthusiastically, "Senior Sister Song!"

"..." Song Yizhi watched helplessly as the fish he was about to hook was scared away by Lan Qianqian's voice.

Seeing that Song Yizhi didn't answer, Lan Qianqian yelled twice as she walked up, "Senior Sister Song, Senior Sister Song?"

Looking at the ripples on the water, Song Yizhi closed his eyes.

Calm down, calm down, that's Lan Xixi, calm down...go to Temeow's calm down, she's a big fat fish!

Song Yizhi threw the hook in front of him and put the bait back on. His tone was not very good, "Stop barking, I'm not dead yet."

Lan Qianqian froze for a moment, as if she was frightened by Song Yizhi's aggressive tone.

"Song, Senior Sister Song..." Lan Xixi squeezed the hem of her clothes, and said cautiously, "Did I do something wrong?"

(End of this chapter)