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Chapter 624 Fishing Guy

Chapter 624 Fisherman
Chen Changqing has changed, and he can clearly feel that his mentality is becoming younger,
And this change came from a previous conversation with the old heavenly master.

In detail, Chen Changqing actually came to Longhu Mountain with a goal this time. He wanted to ask the old heavenly master if there was a quick way to cultivate Qi. In his opinion, Longhu Mountain has been passed down for more than 60 generations. Some research.

But the facts proved that Chen Changqing was thinking too much.

Lao Tianshi is not saying that there are no suggestions at all, such as maintaining a young mind, fishing more, finding some fun in life when you have nothing to do.

As for the effect...

Anyway, Chen Changqing didn't feel any changes, but there was one thing, because of Chen Changqing's appearance, Xiaodao Tong Zhang Lingyu had been miserable for a while, and it didn't mean that he deliberately bullied Zhang Lingyu.

I just feel that Xiaodao Tong is so cute, and I can't help but want to tease him.

It's okay to do it once or twice, but the number of times is too many, and now Xiao Daotong feels terrified when he sees Chen Changqing.

That's why he looked confused when he came here before. After all, this is a strange uncle who likes to play tricks on people.

As for Zhang Lingyu, he had told Chen Changqing not to play tricks on him before.

Although it feels funny in my heart, after all, a four or five-year-old boy with a serious look is really cute.

then……

Chen Changqing let Xiao Daotong know what adult cunning is. You must know that there is a kind of deception in this world called real deception, that is, everything you say is true, but in the end it leads to a completely opposite direction.

Xiao Daotong was very confused at the moment. He looked at the lollipop in his hand, and then at Chen Changqing's handsome but extremely annoying face. He who was four or five years old and didn't understand anything, now looked aggrieved and uncomfortable. Small expression.

Jin Doudou rolled in his eye sockets.

Xiao Daotong felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't explain why he was uncomfortable. There was a sense of frustration that he had brute strength but had nowhere to use it.

Fortunately, the next moment.

"Cough cough!"

Accompanied by a light cough, behind Xiaodaotong.

Over 60 years old, wearing a black tunic suit, a very energetic old man came over, he looked at Chen Changqing speechlessly, then bent down and rubbed Xiaodaotong's head:
"Is it interesting that such a big man actually teases children?"

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes:

"Who are you?"

Xiao Daotong was silent for a moment. He wiped the tears off his face, first saluted very politely, and then looked expectantly at this spirited old man: "This layman, layman Chen just now Are you lying to me?"

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit was silent for a moment, then he nodded and told Xiaodaotong seriously:
"Yes, he is lying to you."

After getting the answer, Xiao Daotong laughed through his tears, and a happy smile appeared on his face again:

"Great."

However, before Xiaodaotong was happy, the old man in the Chinese tunic changed the subject and told Xiaodaotong a more cruel reality: "The moment you eat candy, your teeth will actually know you have eaten candy."

Xiao Daotong was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

But at the next moment, the old man in the Chinese tunic suit comforted: "But it doesn't matter, as long as you pass the toothpaste to the teeth through the toothbrush after eating the candy, the teeth will not get angry and will not fall out."

Xiao Daotong was a little hesitant. Although Chen Changqing was a bit hateful, he still subconsciously looked at him:
"Is that so?"

Chen Changqing put on a terrible look on his face, and told Zhang Lingyu viciously:

"He lied to you, it's useless to do so!"

Looking at Chen Changqing's expression, Xiao Daotong nodded and looked at this strange old man very politely:
"Thank you, layman."

Chen Changqing: "?"

He rolled his eyes and stared fiercely at Xiaodaotong: "Wait, Zhang Lingyu, what do you mean, you don't believe me?"

Xiao Daotong was taken aback, and instinctively hid behind the grandfather in the tunic suit.

This made Chen Changqing even more annoyed, but instead made the old man in the tunic suit laugh heartily. He rubbed Zhang Lingyu's little head:

"That's very polite, let's go play."

Zhang Lingyu nodded, and before leaving, she did not forget to make a face for Chen Changqing:
"A little bit."

I am a little silly, but not a fool.

I don't know if the old man in the Chinese tunic suit is a good person, but this strange uncle Chen Changqing will definitely play tricks on himself, so as long as you believe the opposite of what he said, you will be right!

It's just that when leaving, Zhang Lingyu's eyes flashed with hesitation.

He always felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember what it was for a while, and when he was thinking, a beautiful dragonfly flew past his eyes, which made Xiao Daotong's eyes shine.

The thought just now in my mind was instantly left behind.

Jumping and jumping, Xiao Daotong chased the dragonfly and ran out.

And in this secluded courtyard in the backyard, the octagonal gazebo in the center of the lake, the old man in the Chinese tunic suit straightened his collar. He looked at the emerald green bamboo fishing rod in Chen Changqing's hand:
"What about fishing? How's Kouer?"

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes, with a disgusted look:
"Can't you see it yourself?"

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit was not angry, but took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with a smile:
"Don't be so stingy, do you smoke?"

Chen Changqing glanced at it, and his eyes were a little more surprised:

"Yo, not bad, this smoke is fine!"

This is a pack of Huazi, about the size of a normal cigarette case, but the color is pure white.

There are not so many bells and whistles, only a few simple words - special supplies for military supplies.

Chen Changqing had always been curious about this Bai Huazi before, but the special offer was canceled after 03, and all the special offers on the market were all pirated products based on Bai Huazi's imitation.

It's the end of the 90s now, judging from the other party's clothes and aura?

This smoke is probably real!
The old man in the Chinese tunic suit on the opposite side also saw Chen Changqing's curiosity, so he generously handed over one:
"Special offer, would you like one?"

There was a flash of emotion in Chen Changqing's eyes. He was just about to reach out to take it, but then he took it back and shook his head:
"Forget it, my girlfriend is not allowed to smoke."

A man must keep his word!
If you can't do it, just shirk it, and if you can't shirk it, then refuse it, but you must never promise someone else's thing, and then tell the other party that you can't do it.

Chen Changqing said that if he doesn't smoke, he will never touch it again.

On the other side, the old man in the Chinese tunic suit looked at Chen Changqing's firm eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little more in his eyes:
"It's good not to smoke. The old lady at home doesn't like me to smoke, but it's really boring not to take a sip when I'm tired. It's okay at first, but I can't do without it slowly. Fortunately, this thing is not very harmful. Big."

As he spoke, the old man in the tunic suit took out a small box of Botou matches from his pocket.

With a sound of "stab", the red phosphorus heated up under high-speed friction and reached the ignition point. With the release of a large amount of heat, this slender matchstick was ignited.

Chen Changqing sized up the old man in the Chinese tunic suit, and looked at the unremarkable box of Botou matches.

He was silent for a moment, pointing to the green bamboo fishing rod in his hand:
"Would you like a shot?"

The eyes of the old man in the tunic suit flickered, he took two puffs of cigarettes, and his expression was a little moved:

"is it okay?"

Chen Changqing kicked the empty fish guard over half a meter high, and handed over the green bamboo fishing rod casually, with a somewhat speechless tone:

"I can't catch it anyway."

The old man took the green bamboo fishing rod, he waved it twice, tested the feel, and couldn't help but sigh:

"This is good stuff!"

Poor students have a lot of stationery, although Chen Changqing's fishing level is average, but his equipment is not bad at all.

This green bamboo fishing rod is an old golden bamboo more than 30 years old. It was very inconspicuous at first, its color was white and yellowish, and it grew slowly. Compared with the straight and strong bamboos around it, it looked like an ugly duckling and a white swan.

But as time went by, although the bamboo still grew slowly, its color gradually changed from white and yellowish to yellowish green.

When Chen Changqing picked this bamboo pole, after more than 30 years of honing, the color of this bamboo has turned dark green, and it is the most beautiful bamboo in the whole bamboo forest. Crystalline bumps.

The texture is tight, slightly heavy in the hand, and there is a crisp sound of gold and iron when struck.

Not to mention fishing, it is more than enough to be used as a weapon.

Ordinary fish weighing tens of catties can be caught easily, and even large fish weighing hundreds of catties are no problem.

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit is obviously a person who understands goods, and his eyes are shining.

With a backhand shake, the hook was hung with bait, and a beautiful arc was drawn in mid-air:

"Then I'm welcome."

Not to mention whether you can catch fish, it depends on the posture of the swing?

Proper senior fisherman!

(End of this chapter)