Chapter 31 A Fish is Hooked

031 A fish is caught

The next day, the weather still did not clear up.

As if waiting for the stranger who came to fish, near noon, the dark clouds that had been accumulating in the sky for a long time began to drop raindrops.

After seeing off the pilgrims who were in a hurry to leave because of the heavy rain, Xiang Jiannan saw a figure appear in his sight again from afar.

It seemed like he had brought another chain, still wearing the same outfit as yesterday.

It looked both strange and familiar. After strolling along the stinky ditch for a while, I finally set my sights on Ping An Temple.

"Go, you thief God."

Gao Yuan had just finished talking about Mr. Li, and was still thinking about his "safety" in his heart. Seeing that his disciple was already impatient, he could only sigh in the end.

Throughout history, how many Taoists have neglected their spiritual practice because of fishing? Because of fishing, the Taoists in the Zhou Dynasty were really getting worse with each generation.

There are not many pilgrims today, and even if there were, they would not be able to keep my disciples’ hearts.

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Xiang Jiannan quickly put on the raincoat that he had prepared long ago and followed his master's orders. Seeing that the raindrops that had just fallen were not too dense, he excitedly raised his foot and prepared to run away. However, just as he took a step, he heard his master shouting from behind: "Wait, take this with you."

“That’s not necessary.”

Turning around, he saw the master suddenly took out a wooden basin from somewhere. Xiang Jiannan felt that the old Taoist was a little crazy.

People outside the temple are not in good spirits. Could it be that you, old man, have also been infected? I made it very clear yesterday that I was just having fun. I really hoped to catch some fish in that stinky ditch.

It seems that boredom is terrible. It comes silently and can defeat a normal person invisibly.

"Take it with you, in case there really is a fish."

He behaved more normally than Xiang Jiannan when he spoke. Gao Yuan took out a few pieces of talisman paper from his sleeve. They were not the best-selling amulets in the temple. There was only one word "thunder" written on the yellow amulets. They were about the same size as the amulets, but had less content than the former.

"What's this?"

His understanding of talisman paper is still at the general stage of being amulets for good fortune. Xiang Jiannan did not expect that his master could come up with something so easy to understand. Taoist talisman paper is actually called talisman. He had studied it seriously for a while before, but there was no substantial progress in half a month. In the end, he could only put it aside temporarily.

There are a lot of things on it. To use the master's own words, you are not qualified enough.

"If you feel impatient, just take out one and throw it into the water."

Without explaining to Xiang Jiannan what the talisman paper was used for, Gao Yuan simply collected a few more pieces, then put the remaining ones into the wooden basin and stuffed them all into Xiang Jiannan like a gift package.

"Hold it tight, and remember to say 'Master, may your presence be with us' after you throw it away."

Are you sure these talismans can be used?

Seeing that the master walked towards the backyard after he finished speaking, Xiang Jiannan didn't dare to take the talisman paper in the basin at this time. He recognized the word "thunder" on it and felt very unsafe at the thought. He held the wooden basin until the sound of rain became louder, then he made up his mind to put the talisman paper into his sleeve.

He only lost it when he was impatient and irritable, so it should have nothing to do with violence. There were only two people in Ping An Temple, so there was no reason for the master to betray him at this time.

Although the idea is a bit far-fetched, I must choose to believe it!

Just because my master and I are like father and son!

"You're on time."

Holding the wooden basin, Xiang Jiannan came to the stinky ditch and put down the small stool in his arm. The stranger seemed to be in a better mood than yesterday. When he saw him coming, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

From his perspective, this pale-faced scholar-looking stranger was actually a bit charming.

"I'm afraid the fish will wait too long."

He sat down on the stool without any hesitation. The pale-faced scholar picked up the two chains with one hand and swung them lightly. Xiang Jiannan only heard a rustling sound of wind above his head.

He looks quite weak, but he has quite strong hands. He really needs to use an iron chain to fish. He swings the chain in a very cool way.

They fell into the water at the same time with a "plop". Xiang Jiannan saw a large piece of mud bursting out. The water in the stinking ditch was very shallow. The two iron chains were completely bound after entering the water and basically did not separate. The ends seemed to be entangled together.

Why do I feel like I can really catch a fish? I just felt that the white-faced scholar beside me looked calm and at ease. Xiang Jiannan suddenly had a strange idea for some reason. The two of them, one standing and the other sitting, looked like master and servant from a distance.

A Taoist priest was serving a scholar, and at the same time they were doing something that was not in line with their respective identities, right next to the stinky ditch in Ping'an Town. The two of them were both speechless, forming a very bizarre picture.

"No pilgrims today?"

There was a short silence after the iron chain entered the water. The white-faced scholar had completely thrown the end in his hand at his feet. He knew what the young Taoist was thinking, as he had seen it when he first came yesterday.

It’s not good to be too curious, but there’s no need to remind yourself.

Everyone has their own preferences, as long as they can bear the trouble that comes with it.

“On rainy days, there are fewer people.”

He was even more certain that the pale-faced scholar was unprofessional. Xiang Jiannan was actually very happy that he took the initiative to talk to him. He felt that the pale-faced scholar might have nothing wrong with his brain, and he was just looking for fun like himself.

We need to look further into the other reasons, but it sounds very normal to hear him speak now. His words "get lost" yesterday made me define him directly.

"It will get better soon."

Just looking at the iron chain in the water with an affirmative expression, the white-faced scholar then said to Xiang Jiannan without raising his head. After he finished saying this, muffled thunder began to roll in the clouds, from far to near, and the raindrops became more dense.

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"Perhaps."

Looking up at the sky and then looking down again, Xiang Jiannan felt that what the white-faced scholar said was true. The accumulated rain in the sky seemed to be unable to hide after being shaken by the thunder. If it continued to rain like this for a while, maybe it would really clear up soon.

After all, it rained for so long yesterday, even if God persists, it will have to take a break.

It suddenly shook a few times in the water. Just as the two of them fell into silent silence again, the pale-faced scholar quickly grabbed the iron chain at his feet. As he pulled back with all his strength, Xiang Jiannan saw that the two loose chains instantly straightened.

The one in the stinking ditch seemed to be being pulled by someone, and both sides were in a stalemate and neither was willing to let go first.

Are there really fish?

He had never expected such a situation to occur. When the iron chain changed, Xiang Jiannan immediately bent down to pick up the wooden basin. However, as soon as he touched the edge of the basin, he stood up in an instant as if he had figured something out.

The one with the real problem is probably myself. How could this pale-faced scholar come to the stinky ditch just to fish?

It’s a waste of my IQ of 130. How come I only react now?

"Help me hold on, don't let go."

Standing up and throwing away his raincoat, the pale-faced scholar handed the last section of the chain to Xiang Jiannan. Perhaps fearing that he would not be able to hold it, he quickly wrapped it around his hand a few times, all around his belly, but he did not let go after that.

"rise!"

Pulling the chain and trying to retreat, the pale-faced scholar's face had turned red, and the veins on his forehead were visible when he shouted, forcing Xiang Jiannan to retreat with him.

I feel like I'm having trouble breathing right now.

After taking only half a step back, he could no longer move an inch. Xiang Jiannan felt his stomach getting tighter and tighter. The chain seemed to have grown to his waist and it couldn't be untied and was even shrinking inwards. Logically speaking, the scholar in front was working so hard, why should he suffer like this?

If this continues, I will definitely die from my internal organs being shattered.

"Brother, can you please let me go first?"

Half dead and entangled in iron chains, about to fall down, Xiang Jiannan endured the pain and said to the pale-faced scholar.

If I had known that the stinking ditch was so dangerous, I would never have left the temple today. I wanted to look back at my master, but found that I couldn't turn around.

The iron chain was being pulled into the stinking ditch little by little, and I was afraid I couldn't hold on any longer.

"Okay, I'll lend you the Thunder Talisman!"

The pale-faced scholar forced himself to stay put and refused to step back. He didn't look back, but just freed one hand and quickly reached behind him.

"Remember to pray for Master's blessing."

After saying that, he groped for Xiang Jiannan and pulled him out of the chains with force.

(End of this chapter)