The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 903 Fishing Without Bait
We left the mud spa and walked towards the house together.

I don't know if it's our mental effect, but I always feel that there are fewer pedestrians on the road.

The third uncle obviously also discovered this problem, and he analyzed: "It must be what happened at the wild cemetery, and it spread to the village. Hiding at home. In fact, don’t you know that if disaster strikes, home is not their safe haven.”

Pang Dahai asked: "Uncle Shi, what do you mean to say that if we fail to catch the Tomb Rat King tonight, it may cause disaster for the whole village?"

The third uncle shook his head and smiled wryly: "I don't dare to think about it. Because once I think about it, the consequences will be too serious. Not to mention, the knife and scissors must have been aimed at the house we bought in the early days Yes, but if it continues to develop, it’s not just that one house, what he’s doing is the feng shui bureau of the entire village, once the face is torn apart, what will happen, don’t I need to say more?”

I understand what Uncle San said. I have been in contact with so many Feng Shui bureaus with him, and I know that sometimes good Feng Shui will benefit people, but bad Feng Shui is an invisible murderous weapon.

There is still a trace of killing with a sharp weapon, but the murder of Feng Shui must be invisible.

From this, I am more aware of how much pressure the few of us have borne virtually.

Although we have no contact with the people in Huangnigou Village, let alone deep friendship, Uncle San has told us more than once that as practitioners, we should take saving the common people as our duty.

Regardless of whether it is public or private, we should solve this matter well.

We went all the way into the yard, and I found that the hole dug at that time was still there.

I still remember that we had a good argument with the third uncle, over whether there were three trees or two trees in the yard.It has now been proven that these are the two trees that formed Daojiansha.

The third uncle stood in the yard, looked around, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll set up a game here later, and when the fishing rod and line arrive, you two, big nephew and fat man, will go fishing for zokras." , but you have to remember that after you catch a fish, don't let it touch the soil, let alone hold it with your hands."

"Uncle, why is this? Then how do we get it back?" Pang Dahai asked puzzled.

"Because once it is stained with rustic atmosphere, or if it is touched by your hands, it is regarded as contaminated with smoke and fire. You can't use it as bait to lure the Tomb Rat King. And if you catch zokers, you must use them as quickly as possible. Try to get back within half an hour. You can't hold the zokor with your hands or any utensils, and you can't drive. You can only use the fishing line to catch and run back, remember?" Three Uncle explained and gave us a few more detailed instructions.

I nodded: "It's not difficult to understand. Let's remember, it's only 10 minutes from here to the lake, and it won't take half an hour for us to run back, but we left, then you side……"

The third uncle waved his hand: "You don't need to worry about me here. I will stay here to set up a game. You can just go fishing. When you come back, my game should have been set up. You can start now."

I replied, I'm not worried about third uncle at all.On the contrary, it was my own side that made my heart flutter.Now the key point of the whole incident has shifted to me unknowingly.If I can't catch the zokor smoothly, then all our preparations will be in vain.After tonight, it is very likely that as Uncle San said, if the manipulator behind it is the feng shui bureau of the whole village, then there may not be one or more families in the village who will suffer because of it.

We waited here for about ten minutes, and Huang Changfu arranged for a full set of fishing gear to be delivered.

I only took the fishing rod and fishing line, and tied the hook that Ouyang or gave me to the fishing line.Ouyang Or's fishing technique is easy to learn. His fishing rod has no bait or float. In terms of any technique, he only needs to simply tie the hook on it.

After I finished the fishing rod, I said goodbye to my third uncle, and set off with Pang Dahai to the edge of Anhu Lake.

On the way, Fat Dahai asked me: "Boss, we want to use zokak as bait, but what should we use as bait to catch zokak?"

I shook my head: "The old man Ouyang never used bait when fishing. This hook belongs to him, so naturally he didn't use bait."

The fat man questioned: "You don't need bait for fishing? That's Ouyang Yu, we don't have his skills, can we do it without bait?"

"Based on what my third uncle said just now, I analyzed that this zokak cannot be contaminated with the atmosphere of fireworks. What is the atmosphere of fireworks? It is human fireworks. All kinds of things in the world should be regarded as human fireworks. People fish with bait for fun. , This is a kind of enjoyment in itself, taking fish for pleasure, this is the fireworks in the world. That's why Ouyang or fishing without bait is different from ordinary fishermen. Although I don't have his skills, I have to imitate him."

After listening to my explanation, Pang Dahai felt even more confused.He waved his hand: "Oh, boss, when did you learn so much, I don't understand what you're talking about. You don't need bait, so don't use bait. Let's try."

I laughed and was speechless, and took the fat man along the way, taking the shortest road to the lakeside of Anhu Lake.

At this time, it was already dark.Huangnigou Village tonight is exceptionally quiet.

The moonlight is sultry, the village is quiet, and occasionally there are a few frogs croaking.This gives us an illusion, as if the night in the village is so peaceful and peaceful.

But I keep reminding myself not to let myself be fooled by this illusion.

Fatty and I rushed to the edge of the lake as fast as we could.

The entire Anhu Lake was shrouded in night at this time, and the moonlight poured on the lake, showing sparkling light.

When we got to the lake, the fat man and I stopped talking, and each found a place to sit on the shore of the lake.

I looked left and right, and there was no one walking around the lake at this time, and it was surprisingly quiet.

I observed the surface of the water again. Except for the ripples blown by the wind, there were no bubbles on the surface of the water.

I have no idea about my fishing skills, but I had to bite the bullet and copy the fishing rod.

Gritting my teeth, I threw the fishing line of the fishing rod into the lake.

The shiny hook drew an arc in the air, and with a ding, it fell into the lake.

When the hook entered the water, there was only a small splash, and the lake quickly returned to calm.

When the hook was in the water it sank and I never saw it again.Because of the light, I couldn't see where the fishing line was.It’s just that the fishing rod in my hand reminds me all the time that I’m fishing.

(End of this chapter)