Then people have been fishing here for eight hundred years, but they can't catch a single fish.

People can fish with silver, but naturally they can’t catch fish.

Facing the little apprentice's gaze, the little zombie weakly lowered his head.

She didn't know it at the time. Can she blame him?

Feng Wuli told Seng Zheng that you cannot use silver for fishing, you must have hooks and bait.

Monk Zheng didn't understand and asked them what fishhook and bait were.

Feng Wuli returned to the fishing gear shop he had just seen. The boss introduced him that there are many crucian carp in the Qinhuai River now, so he needed to use a sleeve hook. When he heard that he wanted one, the boss did not embarrass him and just gave it to him. Feng Wuli

He also wanted to buy some bait, so the boss waved his hand and brought him a small bag to take out some. He probably guessed that Feng Wuli was just fishing for fun, and he didn't want to take any money, so he kindly reminded him to go fishing in the outer river.

Feng Wuli thanked him, but instead of going to the outer river, they still fished in the city center, where they had been fishing for more than 800 years.

Seng Zheng and Wang Xilou were watching him. Two sparrows flew over, landed on Seng Zheng's hat, stood for a while and then flew away.

"You try fishing with this."

"Is it really possible to do this without using money? Can we catch fish this way?" The monk threw the hook out doubtfully.

Falling into the water, ripples spread out layer by layer.

Wang Xilou and Feng Wuli sat next to him, looking at the water and waiting.

People pass by from time to time, and there are many children playing skateboards here. Behind the railings by the river is a medium-sized old square, and most of the trees here are decades old.

The trees that have been there for decades have become very thick, forming a continuous shade. The roots and stems squeeze through the ground, spreading out vigorously and vigorously.

Someone passed by and looked at a man and a woman strangely as they squatted so far apart.

From time to time there will be a gust of wind, and the river surface will ripple constantly. Willow branches hang to the side. The rippled water surface below is like a wrinkled mirror, reflecting the two people on the shore and the monster in the middle. After the wind passes, the river surface calms down, and only two people are left.

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In less than twenty minutes, something bit the hook, and the submerged line kept swimming on the surface of the water, causing the bamboo pole to bend a little.

The little zombie looked expectant, Feng Wuli was also very concerned, his eyes were fixed on the river, but Seng Zheng was still so calm.

"Ah, did you catch a fish?" he asked.

"Yes, just drag him up."

"That's it, let me try it."

Monk Zheng moved slowly and finally pulled up a fat crucian carp four fingers wide. He grabbed it with one hand and smiled lightly on his face.

"Great, I finally caught a fish." He said with a slight smile.

Wang Xilou asked Seng Zheng what he would do next after he caught the fish. Seng Zheng replied: "I was originally a traveling monster. The winter was so cold a while ago. A human named Zhang gave me a bowl of soup cake and I drank it.

It was very warm at the end and the taste was very good. I didn't want to repay him, so I wanted to catch a fish and give it to him."

Wang Xilou was stunned, and suddenly realized that besides her, there were still people who remembered the past events and people in the past.

The monk said it as if it were the next day.

There are still people who remember what happened in this land in the past, and she is not just a wandering spirit. Time seems to go back eight hundred years ago.

The seven or eight-year-old girl stood at the intersection, looking at the soup cake shop over there. She wanted to eat but had no money. A huge monster walked past from a distance, but no one could see him.

That was Jinling during the Song Dynasty.

"Wang Xilou knows the human being you are talking about, why not let us send the fish there for you?"

The young apprentice on the side asked him with a smile.

Monk Zheng scratched his head: "Would it be too troublesome for you?"

Wang Xilou also responded: "No trouble."

Seng Zheng handed the fish to the two of them and thanked Wang Xilou with a faint smile, "In this case, I will continue my trip. It is really a trouble for you two."

He said goodbye to the two of them, holding a magic pestle and wearing a straw hat, and slowly walked towards the crowd behind him. His figure of more than two meters tall did not attract anyone's attention.

Feng Wuli looked at the fish in his hand and didn't know what to do with it.

Let them go. They have caught fish for eight hundred years and give it to the guy selling soup cakes. They can't give it to them either.

"It's all your fault for tricking others into fishing with money."

"How can you blame Master? How did Master know?" The little zombie scratched his head.

The two of them walked back and passed the fishing gear shop. The owner was wearing a vest and holding a big sunflower fan in front of the shop to enjoy the cool air. He looked at ease and hummed something.

Feng Wuli thought for a while and walked over: "Boss, we are back."

The boss looked at the fish he was carrying and exclaimed: "I really caught it for you. It's so fat, it's four fingers wide, and it's so fresh!"

“What does the boss think makes it delicious?”

"Let's make crucian carp soup. It's just right for autumn."

"Then give it to the boss."

The boss repeatedly waved his hands and said nothing, but Feng Wuli told him that they would take the high-speed train back later. They were originally here for a trip and couldn't bring the fish all the way to the car. The boss reluctantly accepted it.

"When I bought it, I got the money."

Feng Wuli said that he would pay back the money as bait for the fishhook.

When the two left, someone came to the fishing tackle shop to buy fishing nets.

"Lao Zhang, where did the crucian carp come from that is so fat?"

"What a waste! Two young lovers from out of town are fishing to see if they are fat or not. Let's make crucian carp soup tonight."

The two masters and apprentices who walked away were both sharp-sighted. After hearing this, they looked at each other and laughed. Unexpectedly, it was quite a coincidence that the boss's surname was also Zhang.

A drink, a peck, all have a certain number.

Beside the square, a fishing rod was placed diagonally against a willow tree. The branches of the willow tree were dancing in the wind, and the water on the river was shining.

The huge monk monster passed by the crowd, looked at the surrounding scenery, and continued his journey.

The owner of the fishing tackle shop showed off the big fish in his hand to an acquaintance.

Wang Xilou suddenly looked back.

She seemed to have reverted to her childhood appearance, and the fishing gear shop had also turned into a small shop selling soup cakes. There were people laughing and laughing around her, and a huge monster passed by.

It was as if they had been waiting for her here.

Until someone around her urged her, Wang Xilou turned around and quickly chased after her.

"Let's go home."

Wang Xilou pursed his lips.

"Your bag is so heavy. Master, please carry it. I'll tire you later."
Chapter completed!