People have Qi, things have Qi, and fish naturally have fish Qi in them.
This qi-gazing technique was something he learned in his spare time, and it was a good introduction to it. You said it may be difficult to pinpoint a person's luck, but it's easy to find a gathering place for 'qi'.
But I couldn't tell anyone this, so I just told a small lie, which didn't hinder my Taoism.
While we were chatting, the fish bobber started to shake again.
"Fish are not very active in winter, so you have to be patient when fishing. You can see that it is pecking in small mouths now. When the taste comes out, it may swallow it in big mouths." Li Yongliang said in a low voice, without the slightest anxiety.
As soon as he finished speaking, the fish float sank suddenly. He raised the rod suddenly and the rod arched.
"Big fish caught again!" Li Yongliang stood up excitedly. With the fishing rod pressed against his belly, he leaned back hard, pulled the rod with his left hand, and quickly retracted the line with his right hand, pulling the fish back to the shore.
Xu Zhipeng had already picked up the net and was waiting on the shore. It was a big fat head, he could see it from a distance.
After slipping for a minute, the fat-headed fish was pulled close to the shore. Xu Zhipeng quickly snatched it into the net. No matter how much it tossed, it could not escape his vicious hands.
"Haha, you're a big fat guy. He weighs ten pounds at least. It's worth the trip!" Li Yongliang clapped his hands and laughed. After fishing for so many years, this was the first time he caught such a big fathead fish. Why couldn't he be excited? "Brother, come home with me later. The old man fish cooked by my wife is very delicious. Let's have a full fish feast with it tonight. Hahaha!"
"Next time, next time. My home is far away and I have to go back. You can catch a big fat head fish later. Brother, I also like to eat fat head fish. Alas, I can only live up to my brother's kindness." Xu Zhipeng He smiled and refused. He also saw at this moment that this old man was of the same taste as him and liked to eat fish heads. If this was the only one, he would not be able to take advantage of others.
"Just wait!" Li Yongliang said excitedly. Without stopping, he pulled the bait and swung the rod in one go, and no one sat down. He has also discovered that this place is definitely a big fish nest. Instead of sitting around, it would be better to stand to save effort.
There were also fishing friends not far away, and two consecutive big fish in a short period of time had already attracted their attention. Before there was any movement, there was a rustling sound behind him, indicating that someone was coming down. This slope is a bit steep, so visitors should be careful.
"Hey, brother, do you mind if I come and take a seat?" The old man was about the same age as them. He looked about forty and was on the thin side. Laughter has arrived before anyone arrives, and he doesn't seem to be a difficult person to get along with.
"The reservoir doesn't belong to both of us, so it doesn't matter. You can find a place by yourself." Li Yongliang glanced at Xu Zhipeng and saw that he had no reaction, so he answered. In the public area, even if he had the intention to object, it would be of no use. This was not his place. Besides, Xu Zhipeng had found this point and even he didn't respond, so naturally he didn't care. Just don't disturb yourself.
Just after the greetings were finished, before the fishing friend could find a good position, the fish bobber shook violently again and was instantly pulled into the bottom of the water.
"The fish is on, pull the lever quickly!"
The emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was. Before Li Yongliang could pull the lever in a hurry, the newcomer excitedly reminded him. As soon as Li Yongliang raised the rod, the fish was firmly hooked.
The new fishing friend also stopped moving. He stood aside and watched, feeling amazed in his heart. There are so many big fish in a place that no one likes, and the rich experience that he boasts is really a slap in the face.
At this moment, he was no longer in a hurry to get off the pole, and standing aside to cheer him on was a gesture of goodwill.
Before Li Yongliang could slide the fish up, another group of people slipped down.
"Haha, I met Yuwozi. Brothers, don't you mind borrowing some money?"
Li Yongliang didn't have time to pay attention, and Xu Zhipeng didn't care either and ignored them. The three people who arrived found two seats and sat down, while the other person helped take care of it.
The greeting just now was just polite. The reservoir is a public land and no one has the right to monopolize it.
This is indeed the reason. Li Yongliang has never fought in this nest before, so naturally he has no right to say that it is his territory. When fishing outdoors, we don’t talk about friends. Sometimes we have the habit of building a nest together while talking. We just need to leave some space between each other and not disturb each other.
Another fat head came up from this pole, but it was not as big as the previous one, weighing six or seven pounds. It was bouncing around and full of energy.
"Leave this to me!" Xu Zhipeng said.
"Brother, just take it! Haha, I had a great time fishing today!" Li Yongliang replied.
"Yeah." Xu Zhipeng nodded with satisfaction. "Oh, by the way, give me the small fish in your cage as well. I like to eat fried fish, and those smaller ones are just right."
"You can take it back if you like it. That big fat head is enough for me, haha!" Li Yongliang replied happily. Fishing is about the feeling, not the catch. He doesn't have the money to buy the fish. If he really wants to eat it, will he not be able to buy it with money?
"Yeah." Xu Zhipeng was no longer polite. He took out a plastic bag from his trouser pocket, pulled up the net bag, and picked out all the small fish he liked. The fat-headed fish couldn't fit in, so he pulled out a handful of grass, twisted it into a rope, passed it through his mouth, tied a knot and carried it in his hand. "I have to go back, you can fish slowly!" After saying hello, he turned around and climbed up the slope and went home.
Good harvest today. The fish head is there, and although there are not many mushrooms, it is enough to make the soup. It is just a pity that a piece of tofu is missing. However, there is no perfect life. A perfect life is not called living, but enjoying. Who has such a good life! It’s hard to say that even God would be jealous.
I went back to Fashan and found a huge wild bee nest. The weather has turned cold, and the wild bees are not very active. There are a few flying sparsely outside the nest, listlessly. They can't stand the cold weather.
This is really a good time to collect bee hives without having to worry too much about wild bees’ attacks.
Of course, Xu Zhipeng is not an ordinary person. Even if the season changes and he wears an amulet, these wild bees can't do anything to him. And the amulet doesn’t wear out!
It's a pity that he can't do it today. There is also an empty bag on me, but it's a pity that it's not big. It can't hold such a large hive, so it can only be put away tomorrow.
After writing down the location, Xu Zhipeng quickened his pace. It's getting dark soon, and it's not easy to walk at night in this wilderness.
The fish soup is delicious, but the moonlight is very lonely. The not-so-full moonlight cannot give people much comfort, but only endless sorrow.
A night of silence. When Dongfang spoke up, Xu Zhipeng woke up naturally. Walk outside the main hall, sit down cross-legged, and start practicing.
This is his daily routine. For more than two months, he has insisted on welcoming the first ray of sunshine every day in this square. This is the innate Yang Qi, but it is also righteous and peaceful, which is the Taoist way of natural peace.
This is not his own guess, but obtained from the notes of his ancestors. According to several ancestors, this method of collecting Yang Qi, if practiced to the deepest level, can condense the innate true fire, and even the supreme fire in Taoist legends - the three-flavored true fire.
Xu Zhipeng does not have such big ambitions. In this age of the end of the Dharma, in his opinion, it would be good to be able to cultivate to the level of his master. He considers himself not a smart person. He met his master by accident and entered the Tao by accident. , and after all, he is a bit older, and the achievements he can achieve are not too high. It would be enough for his master to return to the end of his life and find a successor to pass on their mysterious and microscopic Taoism. Very good.
Samadhi Zhenhuo, even if God gave it to him with open eyes, he would not dare to accept it. If your cultivation level is not at a certain level, it will be a disaster that will kill you if you touch it, and burn if you touch it. This is no joke!
He doesn't think so much when he's practicing. These are his emotions before and after. After half a day's work, I cooked some chestnuts and sweet potatoes, filled my stomach with the remaining fish soup from last night, and then went down the mountain again.
As the saying goes, long nights bring many dreams. The wild beehive is just left there alone, and it doesn't cause much harm. If someone gets there first, it will be too late to regret it.
