Under the misty moonlight.
Wang Yi unscrewed the teacup in his hand, took a sip, and then placed the stainless steel teacup next to him. His eyes were fixed on the undulating fish mark, and his hands slowly lowered. The whole movement was cautious. The process lasted for several seconds, like Afraid of disturbing something.
When the fish mark floating on the water completely sank into the water, Wang Yi's face showed an expression of surprise. His arms suddenly exerted force and lifted the fishing rod. On the water, a crucian carp tail about the size of a palm flapped and splashed with water. The final struggle.
"Hey! There must be two or three!" the companion next to him said with a smile.
"That's right! Haha, old monster, you found this place really well, you blocked my old baby!"
"That's right, my wife's parents used to live here, and later they were demolished and moved away. Last month, I heard my wife say a few words, so I came over to take a look. Guess what? Hey! The fish here are really good. Quite a few!”
Wang Yi happily took the crucian carp off the hook, then leaned forward, picked up the net bag that had sunk into the water, then opened the buckle on it and threw the trophy in.
"This place is really nice, I'll come again tomorrow!"
"Come back, but we have to make an agreement. You can't tell anyone about this other person." The old monster said with a serious face.
"Don't worry, I didn't say anything in the group." Wang Yi said with a smile.
As an It guy, Wang Yi actually doesn't have any other hobbies. He doesn't smoke, drink, or play cards, so he only has nothing to do but go fishing, which can relieve the stress in his heart.
After all, he is about to reach middle age and works in the IT industry. Seeing that the new boys in the company know many things that he does not understand at all, he gradually feels a strong sense of crisis.
He even felt that if this trend continued, maybe he should leave the industry forever.
Of course, Wang Yi also thought that he should learn something new and keep up with the times, but the fact is that this is difficult.
This is not because memory and comprehension decline with age, but because there are too many trivial matters at home. Tonight, I will help my children with their homework, and tomorrow night, I will have to help them buy groceries. I want to take a good rest the day after tomorrow, and my wife is wearing it again. The purple deep V pajamas that were promised as a signal looked at him with a reddish complexion.
After finally feeling in control of the rhythm, the old man at home suddenly twisted his waist...
This is his life, and it is also a portrayal of many men when they reach this age. Every day runs in an orderly manner as if it is a predetermined program. The god is smiling at him from above: Stupid guy, you must never do it. Don’t think about stopping to take a break!
Under the pressure of life, fishing seems to have become a pressure relief valve. He likes the momentary sense of accomplishment when he catches the fish, which seems to fill his body in an instant. It is also at this time that he can do anything There is no need to think about it. It is not a waste of life to completely empty your brain and be in a daze when there are no fish.
After all, a certain philosopher said that as long as you feel that this thing can make you happy, it is not a waste of time.
At this moment, he seemed to notice something and looked behind him.
"Hey, there are still people coming here!" He said with a smile.
He didn't feel strange, let alone nervous. It was fishing! People often come over to see and chat. Although they are strangers, they can always find something to talk about to pass the time.
But what Wang Yi didn't expect was that at this moment, he had already stepped into the gate of hell.
"Hey, buddy, do you live here? You're not eating at home at this hour." Wang Yi put on the bait, threw the pole back, and said without raising his head.
But strangely, the person who came behind him didn't speak. There was a sudden silence around him, and all he could hear was the other person's heavy breathing.
Moreover, he could feel that the other party seemed to be a little excited.
"Huh?" He felt a little strange and uncomfortable.
The other party obviously came over on his own initiative, but he said hello first, but didn't respond at all. Why are you pretending to be cold?
So he snorted coldly and stopped talking at all.
The strange thing is that the other party's footsteps are still approaching, getting closer and closer. Even if he doesn't look back, he knows that the other party is already standing behind him.
Wang Yi finally felt a little nervous.
"tick"
A little water stain suddenly fell on his head.
"It's going to rain? Damn, the weather forecast didn't say that!" Wang Yi felt a little irritable. He raised his head and looked up at the sky, but he saw a rough, swollen face with a ring of black hair around it. , staring at him with red eyes.
The water damage just now.
It was the drool leaking from the other party's jagged teeth.
"Fuck..."
…
Things that could have taken place naturally, but because of the existence of the two fishing guys, Xia Youzhi and Chen Ling had to take risks.
If possible, Chen Ling really wanted to hang up those two fishing guys and beat them up.
Especially now, seeing the magic demon getting closer and closer to the two fishing guys, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Fortunately, Xia Youzhi had already arrived at this time.
Her body quickly swept down and rushed towards the magic demon.
At this moment, Wang Yi finally reacted, and he reflexively dodged to the side.
The old monster on the side turned pale with fright. His body was hit by Wang Yi again and he almost fell into the water.
The magician was not in a hurry to take action. After sensing the aura exuded by Xia Youzhi, he immediately raised his head and stared at the falling sword rainbow, his red eyes full of solemnity.
"The guy looking for death is here to cause trouble again..."
Facing Xia Youzhi, instead of feeling panic, he felt a little excited.
To him, killing ordinary people like squeezing a chicken to death doesn't make much sense.
The last time he severely injured Mai Wenbin, his screams made him excited for a long time.
As long as he thought of that miserable scream, he would feel that the blood in his body was boiling.
It would be great if you could hear it every day.
These damn human race pioneers, relying on a little strength, dare to show their teeth and claws, shouting and killing.
Where do the despicable human races get their courage?
The magic demon suddenly raised his hand and slapped Xia Youzhi, who was coming with a sword!
Is there any better sound in the world than the screams of these arrogant and arrogant people when they suffer?
have.
That is to listen to their bones being broken bit by bit, their flesh and blood being torn open by themselves, their hearts being crushed by themselves...
Thinking of this, the magic demon's speed suddenly increased, and its body was like a black shadow, rushing towards Xia Youzhi.
"How are we going to carry out this pleasurable torture..." He hummed and gasped, the corners of his mouth raised crazily, a cruel smile like a tear.
