in the edge

Chapter 512: Peeping into the Heavens and Earth to See Yourself

As he wiped the fishing rod, Du Chengfeng gradually felt the past of this fishing rod.

The fishing rod was made casually by the fisherman. He was still very young at that time, and in the beginning, fishing was just his hobby - of course, it would be even better if he could really catch some fish to eat. After all, in those days of food and clothing shortages, fish meat is very nutritious for the body.

But the fact is that a hobby is just a hobby. The angler who has just started to learn fishing can only go home empty-handed every day.

But the fisherman did not get discouraged. He still went fishing frequently. Even if he just sat by the water for a while, it was a great happiness for him.

That kind of leisurely time away from the hustle and bustle of the world cannot be bought even with money.

Of course, it is meaningless to just sit by the river, so in his spare time, the fisherman would often observe the fish in the water. It was in the process of observing these fish that his understanding of a truth became clearer.

That is, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps.

This is the case in rivers, in ponds, and seemingly everywhere there is water.

"That is to say, as long as I use small fish that the big fish want to eat as bait, I will definitely be able to..."

With this thought in mind, he swung the club again.

It was the first time he caught a fish, and his eyes lit up as he ate the delicious fish soup.

From zero to one is always the most difficult, but from one to ten is much easier. After he began to apply the principles he had learned, the fisherman's fishing skills improved by leaps and bounds - soon, fishing turned from his hobby into his main business, and he was able to make a living just by relying on fishing.

In the process, his understanding of fishing became more and more profound.

Although to put it simply, it can be said that big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps, but when it comes to the details, some big fish may not eat small fish. They may prefer to eat shrimps, or even prefer to eat earthworms on the ground. Some small fish may not be eaten. Sometimes these small fish with sharp teeth can even take advantage of the big fish being injured and rush up to bite the big fish to death.

Although the river is still the same river and the fishing rod is still the same fishing rod, as the days of fishing get longer and longer, the fisherman's ideas have gradually changed dramatically.

"So that's how it is, so this is fishing... so this is fishing!"

After understanding all this, the fisherman's fishing skills became more and more amazing.

In the beginning, he needed to hang bait on the fishing rod, and even sprinkle a lot of bait to make a nest, in order to have a chance of catching fish. This was more like feeding fish than fishing, and the fish caught might not be worth the bait he sprinkled - but with a gradual understanding of fishing, he gradually stopped using bait to make a nest, and even the bait hung on the fishhook became less and less.

Now, not only does he not need to make a nest, he doesn't even hang any bait on the fish hook.

"How can a fish bite your hook if you don't even put the bait on it?"

Some villagers asked him doubtfully, after all, this fishing method seemed too unreliable no matter how you looked at it.

But he didn't want to explain anything, or perhaps everything behind it was too complicated.

After he stopped using fishhooks, his harvests had obviously decreased. Originally, fishing had made him wealthy, but now he was reduced to barely making ends meet - this also made the villagers who had originally placed high hopes on him shake their heads. They had originally thought that he was a good talent, but now it seemed that the good talent had been wasted.

Faced with everyone's opinions, the fisherman did not say anything, but continued to persist.

He knew what he wanted to do, and this was just an attempt.

Time passed day by day, and the fisherman had been fishing without bait for five years. During these five years, his catch gradually returned to the level when he had used bait, and he could carry back a basket of fish every time.

The villagers speculated whether he had secretly put up the bait again, but he just smiled and didn't say much.

He had done what he wanted to do, and his attempt had succeeded.

"The bait itself is just a carrier. What's important is how to make these fish want to come."

During the five years, he fully put this principle into practice, and through repeated fishing, his understanding of the river, the pond, the village and the world became increasingly profound.

It's like this in the river, it's like this in the pond, it's like this in the village, it's like this in the town, and it's like this in the city. Everything seems different, and yet everything seems the same.

However, just when the fisherman thought that he would fish by the river for the rest of his life, an accident happened.

That was a conscription team, recruiting young and strong men from the village to fight in the war. As a young and strong man, Diao Sou was naturally pulled over as well. So, after being put on a layer of armor by the soldiers and having a spear stuffed in his hand, Diao Sou was sent to the front line.

That was a battle against coastal pirates. The ferocious pirates were very good at jumping over and slashing. The most troublesome thing was that these pirates were very familiar with spears. They could easily dodge the fatal stab of the spears with their cunning body movements.

On one side were the young men who had just been drafted, and on the other side were the murderous pirates. Any discerning person could see that this was tantamount to seeking death.

But the fisherman didn't think so.

"Like a fish."

When he saw the pirates dodging the gun tips and leaping forward, the fisherman suddenly thought of the time when he was fishing by the river.

When a big fish eats a small fish, it is also so ferocious. It only needs to sway its body to jump far away. Ordinary small fish have no way to compete with the big fish. They can only be eaten - but this does not mean that the big fish does not have its own weaknesses.

The big fish’s weakness is that it wants to eat too much.

That glaring desire couldn't be more obvious.

"The more you want to eat, the easier it is to bite the hook."

Thinking of this, the tip of the gun in the fisherman's hand had already been raised like a fishing rod.

The pirate general in front of him had also been lifted into the air.

This was the first time the fisherman killed someone, and the feeling was very ordinary, as if it was no different from killing a fish.

After all, there seems to be no difference between humans and fish.

But people around him didn't seem to think so. They thought he had done something remarkable, and as he caught more and more human-faced fish, the praises from others for him became more and more intense. Soon, his hard leather armor was replaced with thick general armor, and the broken wooden spear in his hand was replaced with a specially made bamboo iron spear.

Only the old fishing rod was not replaced. It always accompanied him and never left his side, even when he went into battle to kill the enemy. But soon, he no longer had the opportunity to go into battle to kill the enemy.

A decree from the rear made him take off his armor. It turned out that the rear suspected that the pirates could not be defeated after so long because he was nurturing them for his own benefit. Although the reason sounded reasonable, he found it difficult to understand. Aren't fish something that can never be caught completely?

Have the adults behind you never fished before? How could they not understand such a simple truth?
But no matter how much he didn't understand, he was eventually driven back to his hometown. So with the idea of ​​relaxing, he returned to the riverside of the past.

But this time, he could no longer fish like he did when he was young.

Due to years of severe drought, the river has dried up, and without water, the fish are naturally gone.

"In other words, fish exist because of water."

At this moment, all the things that were previously incomprehensible suddenly became clear.

There can be fish only where there is water. After all, water can feed fish, and fish cannot survive without water - and this also means that those adults who belittled him did not really not understand, but understood too much.

Those pirates were originally the fish raised by the big guys behind them. With such fresh water behind them, how could they possibly catch all the fish?

“Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp.”

At this moment, he remembered what he had realized when he was young.

“It turns out that I am still a small fish.”

Thinking of this, he started fishing again.

This time, he not only did not put out the bait, but he did not even put out the hook. He just dropped a piece of fishing line and placed it on the dry riverbed - fishing on the dry riverbed without even putting out the hook. This time, not only the villagers, but everyone thought that he could not bear the blow and went crazy.

But he didn't say anything. He still worked from sunrise to sunset. When he had nothing to do, he would sit by the dry riverbed and fish for a while.

This kind of days lasted for three years.

Three years later, the drought had not been alleviated, and coupled with the scramble for fame and fortune among the bigwigs in the court, the world had begun to fall into chaos. It was at this time that someone remembered him, the former general who had suppressed bandits, and hurried to his hometown to invite him to come out of retirement.

The rebel army, the adults' army, and even the royal family all came to him. The rebel army needed him as their leader to overthrow the court, and the adults needed him to stand up and say that he was just retiring to the countryside in order to stabilize the current situation. As for the royal family... the royal family needed him to clean up those adults and put an end to the rebellion caused by the rebel army.

“It’s caught!”

Facing the three groups of people appearing in front of him, he laughed and raised his hand to pick up the fishing rod in his hand.

The sharp and tough fishing line cut across the necks of these people, killing them all easily.

Indeed, at this time he could still stand up and enjoy those mundane fame, wealth and status, but after three years of fishing by the river, he had already become disillusioned with these things - or, compared with the true principles of heaven and earth before him, these mundane fame, wealth and status were nothing.

As long as he wanted these things, they were as easy to get as fish in the river, he had proved it.

And now, he is ready to live for himself.

So, with this idea in mind, the fisherman began his journey around the world. As he visited more and more places, his understanding of everything in the world was gradually deepening. As for those mundane fame, wealth and power, they were even less meaningful to him. In the past, he might have needed three years to prove himself, but now he could probably do it with just a few words.

As time went by, he had absorbed all the knowledge on earth. No matter it was evil spirit, the power of incense and vows, or mental strength, the basis of these powers were already easy for him to use. It was at this time that he, who had become a little empty, turned his gaze to the sky.

Now that the earth has been explored almost completely, the next step is naturally to explore the sky.

But it was not until he flew into the sky that he realized that the stars in the sky were caves opened up by those senior masters. It turned out that he was not the first to set foot here. He also thought about communicating with those senior masters and chatting with each other about their understanding and perception of this world, but those senior masters had no intention of paying attention to him. Instead, they stayed in their caves and rarely came out.

Just like, fish in the river.

Although it is a strange environment, the feeling of everything is so familiar.

"Then, let's start fishing."

The old fisherman began his plan.

Communicating with these senior masters might be an extremely troublesome thing, but when it comes to fishing, he is extremely proficient - so he spent a long time building his own cave and fabricated the news that he was about to die.

The most fragrant bait is always desire itself, and fishermen are well aware of this.

Then, the fish really took the bait.

Among the fish caught, there were many powerful ones he didn’t recognize, some he knew, and some were simply brought from the sky by him - seeing so many powerful ones rushing over for their inheritance, the fisherman felt joy that he hadn’t felt for a long time.

The purpose of catching fish is, of course, to eat them. With so many fish caught in his pond, how long will it take him to eat them all?

"come on."

Thinking of this, the fisherman dipped his fishing rod into the pond in front of him.

"Let me see what you can leave for me in the end. Let me see which fish among you is the biggest."

If nothing unexpected happens, according to the fisherman's original idea, these fish that enter the pond will kill each other, and he will be able to harvest everything from these fish - after all, even the fish pond itself belongs to him, and the dead fish will naturally belong to him, and the last catch will become the most nutritious meal. This catch will prolong his life and allow him to live a second life.

Yes, he was not faking his near death, but was truly near death. After all, only the most real bait can hook the most real desire.

But at this moment, the fisherman suddenly discovered that not many fish in the pond had died.

Not only did these fish not die, they were even alive and well. No matter how he intervened, these fish were still alive and well, and even became more and more energetic.

This also resulted in the fisherman himself being dragged to death by the side of the pond.

(End of this chapter)