Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1564 Fishing (1)

Bai Chenfei walked quickly, and in a short while, he walked out of Xinmeng's camp.Liu Sheng Wujian walked behind him, keeping a distance of two zhang, with a cold face.

After the two of them traveled seven or eight miles one after the other, Bai Chenfei suddenly stopped and said, "I told a big lie for you, do you want to thank me?"

Liu Sheng Wujian also stopped, still two feet away from Bai Chenfei, and said coldly: "Yes."

Bai Chenfei said: "I don't want any thanks, I just want to be alone for a day. Just one day, is that okay?"

Liu Sheng Wujian said: "Yes."

After Bai Chenfei heard this, he walked away, but Liu Shengwujian did not catch up.

Bai Chenfei walked a dozen steps, then stopped suddenly, and couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you ask?"

Liu Sheng Wujian said: "What are you asking?"

Bai Chenfei said, "Ask me why I lied for you."

Liu Sheng Wujian said: "There is no need to ask."

Bai Chenfei was startled, and said, "Why?"

Liu Sheng Wujian said: "Since you have already made it, why should I ask more questions?"

Bai Chenfei smiled, and said: "Liu Sheng Wu Jian is Liu Sheng Wu Jian, the answer he gave is so strange. If you don't ask, I will tell you. I lied for you, not because I have a crush on you, I just don't like it. Got used to what my daddy did, he left me without a single friend, and I hate him."

Liu Shengwujian said: "Although I am not your friend, at least I will not be your enemy from this moment on."

Bai Chenfei smiled again, and said, "For the past few days, you have been following me every step of the way. You left suddenly last night. I want to ask, where did you go?"

Liu Sheng Wujian said: "What do you think?"

Bai Chenfei laughed for the third time, a hearty smile.This kind of smile has not appeared to him for a long time, but today, it appeared three times. He said: "I don't need to say it, because the answer is not important anymore." After speaking, he strode away.

Liu Sheng Wujian stood where he was, watching Bai Chenfei go away, there was a hint of warmth in his icy eyes.

This night, after Fang Jianming fell asleep, he came to the mysterious valley again.

In the mysterious valley, the grass on the ground has grown quite thick, which shows that Fang Jianming's "Great Sleeping Skill" has made considerable progress during these days.

The wooden man did not train Fang Jianming as usual. He stood on the big rock with his hands on his back, looking into the distance.

"Uncle Wood, what are you thinking?" Fang Jianming came to the boulder, behind the wooden man, and asked softly.

The wooden man turned around slowly and said, "Son, I have to go."

Although Fang Jianming already knew that this day would come, he was still shocked when it happened, and said, "So soon?"

The wooden man smiled and said: "It's not fast, because of you, I have already missed two chances to leave, this time, I have to go."

Fang Jianming wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, and after a long time, he couldn't even utter a single word.At this moment, what can he say? All parting words, in his opinion, are superfluous.

"Uncle Mumu, will we meet again?" Fang Jianming finally popped out this sentence.

The wooden man's kind eyes fell on him, and he said with a smile: "As long as you are willing, one day, we will meet again."

Fang Jianming knelt down, respectfully kowtowed three times to the wooden man, and said, "Uncle Mumu, thank you for taking care of me all these years. I have nothing to thank, so I will give you three kowtows."

The wooden man gladly accepted his bowing ceremony, stroked his beard, and said: "You can teach me."

Fang Jianming's heart moved, and he asked: "Uncle Mumu, let me ask you one last question, who is Liao Fengliu? Why does it have such great supernatural powers."

The wooden man thought for a while and said: "Do you really want to know who it is? If you know who it is, I'm afraid you can never treat it like you used to. There are many things in the world, it is better not to tell the truth than to tell the truth." .Sometimes, incompleteness is also a kind of beauty."

Fang Jianming came to his senses when he heard this, and said, "Thank you for waking me up."

The wooden man nodded and said, "Is there anything else you don't understand?"

Fang Jianming said: "Not anymore."

Mu Mu said: "Well, I'm going. No matter what happens in the future, you just have to do what you want, and Uncle Mu Mu will support you no matter where you are." After speaking, sit down slowly ,Hands together.

Not long after, I saw a faint light emitting from his whole body, and a strange breath was produced out of thin air, flowing around him, circle after circle, like ripples.

Fang Jianming was startled and amazed, suddenly felt a huge force coming, and he was pushed back eight feet away.

At this moment, the body of the wooden man sitting cross-legged rose from the boulder, and disappeared in mid-air in an instant, leaving only a smear of brilliance, as if saying goodbye to Fang Jianming for the last time.

On April 28, a sunny day, there is a place more than three hundred miles away from Dali.

Beside the ancient road, in the long pavilion, a man wearing a bamboo hat, coir raincoat, and holding a fishing rod has been sitting motionless on a stone bench in the long pavilion since I don't know when.

This man was dressed in the same attire as a fisherman.It's just that his fishing rod is terrifyingly long, more than seven feet long.The fishing rod had neither a fishing line nor a hook, yet he stretched out the fishing rod across the ancient road, and the end of the rod happened to be above a water puddle about a foot in size on the other side of the ancient road.

People who passed by were all surprised, but no one dared to ask him.Some went around the side of the road, some bent over under the fishing rods, and continued on their own way.

As for the chariots and horses, because at both ends of the ancient road, several miles away, a huge stone tablet was erected, on which was written with fingers: chariots and horses turn around, please take a detour.Therefore, anyone with a little knowledge knows what to do.

Of course, there are also those who don't listen to the old man's words.After arriving, I thought about all the methods, even using force, but finally turned around and left.Without him, the fisherman is quite skilled, and with a single movement of the fishing rod, he can beat people to their knees.

When a couple passed by with a six or seven-year-old child, the naughty child was curious, broke away from his mother's hand, ran into the long pavilion, and asked the fisherman loudly, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

The fisherman smiled, and so did the wrinkles on his forehead, and said, "I'm fishing."

Before the child could continue to ask questions, the child's parents rushed into the pavilion to pick him up, hurried around the pavilion, and ran away without even daring to look back.

There is no river near here, where can the fish be caught by the fishermen?However, the fisherman is indeed fishing, but what he catches is a "mermaid".

(End of this chapter)