Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1098 Fishing Bait
Ding Ermiao rubbed her chin and said lazily: "Why are there so many people here? Fighting?"

"The north bank of the reservoir is dangerous. It would be better to have a few more people to take care of us." Old Man Feng said.

"Okay, okay, I'm just saying casually. I don't have any objection to 1 people going there." Ding Ermiao chuckled and said, "Wait a minute and go to the fishing tackle shop, buy fishing rods and bait, and see what I have done today. Do you have any luck and catch a mermaid?"

Old man Feng and his entourage all turned pale.

Wang Haolan knew that Ding Ermiao must have made arrangements, so he smiled and said: "Okay, there are many fishing gear shops, and fishing rods and baits are easy to buy."

When the vehicle set off, Wang Haolan and Ding Ermiao were in the same vehicle and asked: "Brother Ermiao is so diligent in Taoism that he is different from the past. Can he succeed in one fell swoop today? Will it be like the last time he dealt with Wutong Shen, who struggled for more than a dozen times?" sky?"

"What do you mean, are you saying that I wasn't efficient enough in dealing with the Wutong Shen last time?" Ding Ermiao asked with a sidelong glance.

"Don't dare. What I mean is that Brother Ermiao went through a lot of hardships and narrowly escaped death last time when he took care of the Wutong Shen. Now that I think about it, I still feel overwhelmed." Wang Haolan smiled slyly and said: "Er Miao Brother Miao's great kindness and virtue, I will always remember it in my heart."

Ding Ermiao waved his hand angrily and said: "Okay, okay, stop flattering me. When you get to the reservoir, see what I can do."

"Brother Ermiao, the old couple of the Feng family don't seem to have high hopes for you. I hope Brother Ermiao will win and earn face for me, my brother." Wang Haolan said.

"Don't worry, all the face you earn is yours, and all the embarrassing things are mine, okay?" Ding Ermiao smiled sinisterly and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

Outside the window, there is busy traffic, all kinds of pedestrians, and beauties with different styles, which makes people dazzled.

They bought fishing tackle and bait at the fishing gear store and everyone continued on their way.

Before nine o'clock, the convoy finally stopped by the road on the north bank of Santang Reservoir.

The road is still a mile away from the north shore, and there is a small mountain ridge in the middle. Everyone is hiking with fishing gear.

The weather was dull and it seemed like it was going to thunder and rain.

Wan Shu raised his head to look at the sky, then lowered his head and pinched his fingers in a serious manner.

Wang Haolan's driver, Mao Wu, had been familiar with Wan Shugao for a long time, so he asked, "Brother Wan, what are you thinking about?"

Wan Shu raised his hand and pointed at the sky and said: "The sky is weird. I'm afraid there is an old demon in this reservoir. I will calculate the bad luck of this trip so that I can be prepared and seek good luck and avoid bad luck. .”

The old man Feng and the others, who were originally concerned, were so intimidated by Wan Shugao that their expressions became heavy and they remained silent.

"Wan Shu Gao, don't count your position as auspicious, only count it as unlucky." Ding Ermiao smiled and said:
"You find me the most ferocious spot, and I'll fish there. I'll fish out a mermaid and give it to you to be your little wife."

"I don't want a biting mermaid." Wan Shugao grinned.

Everyone laughed, and the tense atmosphere eased slightly.

Walking up the mountain, Ding Ermiao stood on a high place and looked at the large water surface in the south and said, "Is this a reservoir? It looks like a big lake."

The water ahead is vast, and there is a sense of endless boundlessness.

"Big reservoir, small lake." Wang Haolan handed the binoculars to Ding Ermiao, pointed and said: "The weird part of Santang Reservoir is just over a thousand acres on the north bank. There are many tourists on the south bank, but I haven't heard of anything. abnormal."

Ding Ermiao did not pick up the telescope, but just built a pergola with his hands and looked around.

After watching for a moment, Ding Ermiao waved his hand and led everyone down the ridge to the edge of the reservoir.

Following the vague path under their feet, the group of people meandered and came to the edge of the reservoir.

There is a stone embankment more than three feet wide at the water's edge, extending forward for more than ten feet. At the end is a dilapidated pavilion.

The pavilion has no roof, only two stone pillars at the four corners are left, and the surrounding railings are gone.So it doesn't look like a pavilion, just a stone platform.

"This is a fishing pavilion built by a prince and minister of the former Qing Dynasty. Later, because of the weird things, no one dared to come here to fish. Hundreds of years later, only the outline of this pavilion remains."

Old Man Feng pointed to the pavilion and said, "My son was fishing here that day and met something weird."

"Then what happened to your cousin? Where was it?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Old Man Feng pointed to the slope of the river bank on the left and said: "Over there, go from here, about less than 100 meters away. There is a big fluff of red flowers over there, do you see it?"

"I see..." Ding Ermiao nodded, slowly stepped onto the stone embankment, and walked towards the pavilion in the center of the water.

Everyone followed and walked onto the stone platform.

Wan Shugao smiled shamelessly and said: "Brother Ermiao, I just calculated that this fishing pavilion is a place of great danger."

"Really? Then what should I do and where should I lower the rod to catch the mermaid?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"This..." Wan Shugao turned to look at everyone, suddenly put his mouth next to Ding Ermiao's ear, and whispered: "Brother Ermiao, actually I don't know anything, I'm just pretending. People are tough. Take it apart, please give me some face..."

Ding Ermiao chuckled, turned around, and asked Old Man Feng's follower for fishing tackle.

The fishing rod and bait were delivered together, and everyone looked at Ding Ermiao.

"You who are timid, please retreat far away. Those who are bold can stay." Ding Ermiao looked at everyone and ordered: "But those who stay are not allowed to speak. They sit here obediently and watch. That’s good.”

The entourage behind Old Man Feng all looked around for a while, feeling scared and wanting to leave, but they were embarrassed.

"Actually, it would be good for me if you go away. If there are many people, the yang energy will be strong, and ghosts will not dare to come out." Ding Ermiao added.

This time with a whoop, six or seven of the entourage exited the pavilion and returned to the shore.

But Old Man Feng stayed, because it was related to his son's safety, so he naturally wanted to watch Ding Ermiao do what he did.

Wang Haolan also stayed. He had 100% confidence in Ding Ermiao, so he didn't worry about small fish jumping out and biting his ears or other parts.

Seeing that the stone platform became quiet, Ding Ermiao picked up a fishing bait, looked at Old Man Feng and said, "If I want to lure things out of the water, old man, I need some blood from you."

"Me? Some blood?" Old Man Feng was confused and looked at Ding Ermiao with a frown.

"Yes, I was supposed to use Feng Qingyun's blood and mix it with the bait to attract monsters, but I was in a hurry today and didn't collect any blood. Fortunately, father and son are connected by blood, so it's the same with your blood." Ding Ermiao nodded and said.

"Oh oh oh, that's it." Old Man Feng finally understood, rolled up his sleeves, and stretched out his arms.

(End of this chapter)