The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 674

As if he had found a treasure, Pang Dahai took the fishing rod and ran to the nearby grass to dig for earthworms.This place is relatively humid, and there are many reptiles besides earthworms under the grass.After a short while, the fat man dug a lot. He found a lump of mud and ran to the edge of the pool to fish with the bugs.

I know Fatty loves to play and be lively, and he's been choked up for a while.It was hard to find an entertainment project, and half of fishing was for food and half for fun.Simply no longer care about him and let him go.

But who knew that Pang Dahai went there with a fishing rod in hand, and ran back with his butt burning.

Seeing his anxious look, I was also taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, Fatty? Did you meet a zombie?"

Fat Dahai waved his hand: "No...no. I was by the lake, and I seemed to see a man by the side of the waterfall. The water mist over there was a bit heavy, so I couldn't see clearly. But I found that the man had recovered. Hasn't moved for a while, could it be a dead person? Or a statue or something?"

"Did you see clearly? Are you sure it's a person?"

Hearing what Pang Dahai said, I lifted my spirits.In this place, it is indeed a miracle to see someone there.I also wondered in my heart, could it be that Danqiu kid led us to find Third Uncle and the others?

Pang Dahai threw the fishing rod on the ground, waved his hand and said, "I just didn't see clearly, so I came back to tell you. How about we go and have a look?"

After hearing about this unexpected situation, we naturally didn't have the intention to stay where we were and rest, so we hurried to the shore of the pool with Pang Dahai.

We stood by the pool and looked in the direction of Fat Dahai's finger.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was setting.The breeze came slowly, and the entire lake was rippling with blue waves.The afterglow of the sun is reflected on the pool water, sparkling and beautiful.

In the direction of the setting sun, a stream of water poured down from the mountainside.The splashed water droplets formed a thick mist in the air.In the mist, illuminated by the sunlight, there is another faint rainbow across the lake.

The beauty of this scene is especially seductive among the unpolished landscapes.

After careful observation, we found that there was a figure standing there, motionless, on the rocks where the stream of water poured down.

But because of the heavy mist there, it was not easy to see the figure clearly.

"You see, am I right? Tell me, could it be the uncle or the master?" Pang Dahai pointed at the man and said excitedly.

Ma Di shook his head: "Probably not. If so, it's impossible for Tie Zhu not to respond at such a close distance."

I waved my hand: "No matter who it is, since there are people, hurry over and have a look."

The three of us ran along the edge of the pool, all the way to the west of the pool.

The water mist here is indeed very heavy. Although we didn't wade through the water, we were already wet just by running over here.

As the saying goes, Wangshan runs to death.

I didn't expect this pool to be the same. It seemed that the distance was not far away, but we ran more than half a circle to the west along the bank of the pool, and found that the figure and the waterfall were still a little out of reach.

We ran a little anxiously, out of breath, and had to stop to catch our breath.

Ma Su leaned on his back, frowned, looked at the distant waterfall and the still figure standing under the waterfall, shook his head and said: "It's not right, there is water mist splashed by the waterfall over there, what we saw Could it be a mirage?"

"Mirage? Mirage?" Fat Dahai blurted out.

Ma Su nodded and said: "A mirage is just one kind of mirage. If all conditions permit, mirages may appear here. It means that what we see is only a scene in other places in the world. Then That is to say, what is here is just a virtual scene, and it does not actually exist. If this is the case, we will not be able to go there even if we are exhausted."

We all understand what Ma Su means, but looking at the scene under the waterfall, it is so real, I still don't believe it.

"The sound of the blue waves on the Bibotan, the independent fishing platform to enjoy the cool breeze. The birds don't wake up through the floating clouds, and the fish sink into the deep water and the water clears itself..."

At this time, suddenly a faintly discernible song floated from the air.

The voice was intermittent, like in the clouds and fog, it didn't sound very real, but it was real.

Obviously, there were other people besides us.

We looked around and made sure there was no one left and right.Fat Dahai pointed to the figure in the distance, and said, "If the scene is a mirage, is the voice also false? Let me tell you, let's continue chasing that figure. I don't believe we can't find him."

Ma Di couldn't explain the intermittent singing, so he nodded. We gathered our opinions and continued to walk along the edge of the pool to the waterfall in the distance.

This time, we were not in a hurry, and walked slowly, chatting easily while enjoying the rare beauty.

This kind of mentality, on the contrary, greatly relieved and released our originally tense mood.

What's more effective is that this time we walked less than 100 meters forward, and found that the waterfall and rocks that seemed far away from us were very close at hand.

Below the waterfall, there is a rock standing on the edge of the pool.

On the rock, there is a single person, wearing coir raincoat and bamboo hat, holding a fishing rod, fishing in the pool.

Originally, we could still hear the faint singing voice, but when we got here, the singing voice seemed to stop abruptly.

Only the figure fishing was as motionless as the stone carving.

At this time, the setting sun had already set, and the remaining afterglow radiated towards the stone platform without hesitation.

The fisherman leaned against the setting sun and faced the deep pool. His body was covered with a golden glow, which seemed quite mysterious.

Ma Di waved his hand at us, motioning for us to calm down.

Such a picture makes us reluctant to destroy it.

It seems that everything we see maintains a balance on the screen.It is very likely that we will be broken because of a word from us, even a cough.

If it weren't for the water still flowing slightly, I would definitely think that what we saw was a painting.

We were under the rocks, watching the angler devote himself to fishing.

But strangely enough, we waited until the sun had completely set.Not only did the fisherman remain motionless, but he didn't even catch half of the fish.

Even the angler didn't mention the rod.I even wondered if there was any bait on the hook?That person is standing here, is he here for fishing, or for posing?
Counting the time, we have been waiting here for more than an hour.

(End of this chapter)