It's pouring rain!
It was as if there was a hole in the sky and rivers burst their banks and rushed down.
The roar was so loud that it seemed like it would never stop.
In the shack under the bank of willow trees, Wang Leizi's hands and feet felt cold and he murmured:
"Where's the fish? Where's the ghost-striped fish that I worked so hard to gather in the nest?!"
The empty and fine fishing net was like a violent thunderbolt hitting his head, shaking his eyes and making his face pale.
Because it is difficult for ghost-striped fish to survive without the river water, Wang Lezi specially rented a good net from Dongshi Shop.
Surround it from all sides and gather it under the water.
When Yang Quan wants to use it, he can pull the net away.
Put them all into the fish basket and show respect.
The result... was empty?
Not a single one is left!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
I have obviously got seventeen items, and only three more are enough to count! "
Wang Laizi has been guarding the Lost Soul Bay for the past few days, and his eyes are bloodshot.
Now that he has lost his catch, he seems to be in a daze.
The whole person stayed in place, letting the heavy raindrops fall down wantonly.
Even if he is soaked in water, he doesn't know what to do.
If we can't gather twenty ghost-striped fish before tomorrow morning.
Yang Quan had to peel off his own skin with his own hands!
"Fish cage! It must be the bastard who stole my fish cage and killed him a thousand times!
It’s over, even if I were reincarnated as the Dragon King, I wouldn’t be able to get so much in one night! "
Wang Lezi's legs became weak and he almost collapsed on the ground.
As a tyrant in Dongshi, Yang Quan is extremely ruthless in his methods of manipulating others.
He once saw with his own eyes that a family of fishermen could not pay the autumn tax.
The whole family was hung upside down and sank into the Blackwater River, and almost drowned alive.
When the East Market opened, there were only ten sampans in total, and five awning boats could be rented out.
Now it has more than doubled, all thanks to Yang Quan.
No one knows how many tragic incidents occurred in which families were destroyed and people died.
"No! We must find a way... to go home!
Then use flesh and blood as bait to attack people's nests!
The alchemy clearly states that in the middle of the night, heavy bait can be used to gather big fish! "
As if grasping a life-saving straw, Wang Lezi wiped the cold rain from his face.
He hurriedly put on his raincoat, turned around and hurried back to the house.
He had to collect the amount of twenty ghost-striped fish before Yang Quan came to collect the fish.
Otherwise, your life will be in danger!
After a while, Wang Lezi, who was soaked all over, kicked open the door.
There was a rotten old man who smelled of alcohol and was lying on the table, dozing off.
The thatched house was not covered tightly, and water leaked, exuding a musty smell.
In addition, there were no lights, so it was pitch black and had an eerie feeling.
A whistling cold wind flowed into the room, making the old man's neck feel chilly. He rubbed his drunken eyes:
"Dagui, why are you back?"
Wang Lezi's real name is Dagui, which comes from the good fortune of being rich and powerful.
He looked at the drunken father with a sullen face.
Then he walked towards the stove that was out of flames and pulled out the medicinal dregs from the earthen pot:
"Where's the medicine? Where's the medicine I asked you to buy for your mother!"
The old man with thinning hair whispered:
"Your mother just has a dry cough, what can be cured?
I went to the temple where I worshiped gods and got a lot of incense ashes!
Soak it in water and drink it, it will heal quickly and is better than taking medicine!
The old-fashioned methods work! "
Wang Laizi's eyes were red and he seemed to be going crazy. He picked up an earthen pot and smashed the old man's head:
"I didn't buy the medicine, so where was the money? Ah! I want to ask you, where did the money to buy the medicine go?"
The old man fell down and his face was covered with blood, and he kept begging for mercy:
"Don't fight, don't fight! I'm feeling bad, I really am feeling bad!
Dagui, you don’t know, I won a lot in the past, and I also want to win some money and hire a good doctor for your mother..."
Wang Lezi kicked him hard a few more times and cursed:
"If you gamble with my money again, I will chop off your hand!
You don't have any shit skills, you just know how to drink and play cards. If you have someone like you as your father, I will be in trouble for the rest of my life! "
He didn't stop until he heard movement in the back room, and walked in the dark to the bed that exuded a faint stench:
"Mom, I'll get you some medicine later. I have something urgent and I have to go out first.
Grandma left the recipe there for you and show it to me. "
Lying on the bed was a skinny old lady, who seemed to have no flesh on her body.
Like a corpse in a coffin, just waiting to be mourned.
Her eyes were empty, she had obviously been blind for a long time, and she was also somewhat deaf.
After groping for a while, he took his son's hand:
"Stop scolding your father. I just drank the fragrant ash water and I feel much better. I no longer cough.
Dagui, your grandma’s recipe is very evil... Don’t harm anyone! Life-saving! "
As the old lady said this, she still pulled out two pieces of yellow paper from under the bed.
The material is quite special, like smooth silk.
There are lines of handwriting on it that look like crawling earthworms, as if they were written with a pen dipped in cinnabar.
Yellow paper with red letters, there is an inexplicable evil atmosphere!
"Mom, don't worry, I know what's going on."
Wang Leizi clutched the yellow paper tightly and lit the oil lamp in the outer room.
He didn't recognize the small characters "tadpole" on it, but he knew how to use it.
He lowered his head, bit his finger, and smeared one of the yellow papers with force.
Strange to say, the blood dropped on it did not faint, but seemed to be absorbed into it.
"Take the blood and soak it in wine, cut the flesh and add salt, and combine it to make it..."
Wang Lezi's whole body was shaking with coldness, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit. He repeated the words word for word according to the voice he heard in his ears.
These weird yellow paper prescriptions were passed down from my grandmother who was a goddess.
Using living people to make nests and using flesh and blood as bait is the "skill" recorded above.
He once dreamed of practicing a few alchemy techniques and learning invincible skills.
Take revenge on all those who have despised and trampled on you!
"Through kinship, the father kills the son, the son harms the father, and the mother kills the daughter... Use blood as bait, worship and recite, to lure fish to harvest."
After reading it, Wang Lezi shuddered and his throat rolled twice.
It was already the end of Xu Shi, not long before dawn.
He thought of his mother who was lying on the bed waiting to die, his father who only knew how to drink and play cards, the dilapidated and moldy thatched house, the slaps he received from Yang Quan, and even the slaps he received from Bai Aqi...
All kinds of thoughts flooded in, and finally they settled on the skinny face of Old Man Yu when he died!
Unprovoked evil thoughts arise spontaneously!
"Killing and bloodletting...it's not like I've never done it before!
Don't blame me, you have no ability, you will only drag me down! "
Wang Laizi's eyes were even redder, even a little crazy.
He took a few deep breaths, put away the two yellow papers, placed them close to his body, and walked to the old man who had not yet gotten up.
"father."
"Dagui! Stop hitting me, I know I was wrong!"
The old man trembled and quickly arched his body.
“Dad, I gathered a fish nest by the river, and the four to five hundred catties of fish were too heavy to catch.
Come with me and help me. "
Wang Lezi seemed to be shrouded in a shadow and spoke quietly.
"I can't do it, my head is bleeding..."
The old man sat up and waved his hands repeatedly.
"You will get 30% of the money from selling the fish."
Wang Laizi took out a sling of money and threw it to the ground.
"Okay, okay! Dagui, I was also a good fisherman when I was young..."
The old man picked it up and put it in his arms. Suddenly he no longer felt the pain all over his body.
"Let's go."
Wang Laizi put the kitchen knife behind his waist, closed the door, and let the thatched house return to darkness.
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…
Bang!
Two weak wooden doors were kicked open!
A few rogues rushed in and after searching around:
"Brother Quan! Wang Laizi is not here! Is he running away?"
Yang Quan's ears moved, as if he heard something moving.
Turning around and entering the back room, I saw a smelly old lady.
"Is he my son? Dagui, is he you?"
It was windy and rainy outside, and occasionally lightning tore through the clouds, illuminating the sky and the earth.
It also reflects the stout figure in the house!
Yang Quan’s eyes were fierce and his voice was as cold as ice:
"If you run away from the monk, you can't escape from the temple! Wang Leizi's wife is still here! Come with me to Lost Soul Bay to catch him!"
When the blind and deaf old lady heard this, she didn't know where she got the strength. She suddenly sat up and rushed towards Yang Quan:
"Don't harm my son! Dagui is a filial child..."
As a practitioner, how could Yang Quan be entangled by the old lady and kick her back to the bed?
The skinny and thin body moved twice and then lost its breath.
"Old godly woman! Send your damn son down immediately for a reunion!"
