Chapter 119 Is the path so wild (please vote for me)

Jiang Yun reached out and took it out, and suddenly found that there was a brick pendant made of red rope hanging around his neck.

The bricks are made of blue bricks, only half the size of a thumb, and have already been plated with patina.

If you take a closer look, isn't this small tile the same type of tile that Taoist Huiyi photographed himself with?

There is also a line of small letters on the back of the tiles that are slightly fluorescent - the Demon Suppressing Order!

Jiang Yun was curious, so he rubbed it. As soon as his fingers touched that line of small words, a sentence exploded in his mind.

"You have no wisdom at all, and you don't humbly ask for advice. I give you this brick as a warning!"

"Well, it seems that you still have to respect the old man. If you had just followed him to learn how to draw talismans, you would probably have the token on the jade case by now." Jiang Yun touched the small brick and sighed.

Xiaobai got out from the middle of the sleeping bag. He tilted his head and said in confusion: "Uh-huh?"

"What are you doing out here? Get back in." He pushed Xiaobai back into the sleeping bag.

"It's late at night, you two, keep your voices down so as not to disturb the old man's sleep."

"No, Mr. Zhang, please listen to my explanation. You have misunderstood."

"I don't want to listen. I want to go to bed. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Jiang Yun was stunned. He looked up at the bright moon, then looked down at Xiao Bai who was huddled in the sleeping bag, and helplessly covered his forehead with his hands.

It’s over. The explanation of the matter is unclear. We are both really innocent!

The next morning.

After Jiang Yun woke up, he took off the brick pendant from his neck, found Taoist Zhang Zhishun who was washing in the bamboo forest, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, have you seen this thing?"

The old Taoist priest only glanced at the bricks and quickly spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth.

After rinsing his mouth, he took the pendant and looked at it carefully, marveling at it.

"This is a magic weapon consecrated by our Taoist sect's great magical monks. On the back is engraved the order of suppressing demons. It has the function of warding off evil spirits. It is very rare."

"Boy, it seems that your master has a good personal relationship with that senior in gray. You were very rude yesterday, which made me angry. I didn't expect that they still gave you a greeting gift."

"Just hang it around your neck and don't take it down even if you take a shower. It's a good thing anyway and won't trick you." Elder Taoist Zhang warned.

Jiang Yun took the pendant, touched the big bag on the back of his head, and could only shake his head and sigh: Master, you are really careless in making friends!

Opportunities are passed on. If you have to pretend to be sophisticated and don't explain, you have a bad temper and you are really ruthless.

However, Senior Huiyi is a nice person and a good person. I hope he can give me another token next time we meet again.

After breakfast, the two of them finished their morning classes.

Zhang Zhishun, the old Taoist priest, looked at the mountains of traditional Chinese medicines piled up in the bamboo forest camp. He laughed so hard that he had gone to the mountains to collect medicines, and this time he had the richest harvest.

"Boy, I have to sort out the medicinal materials today. We won't go collecting them today. You can go shopping nearby."

"Go straight eastward from the bamboo forest for two miles. There is a river there. If you are interested, you can go fishing there."

Jiang Yun readily agreed. Drilling around in the mountains to collect herbs every day required a lot of physical exertion. Moreover, he ate only the dry food he brought with him and the wild vegetables he dug, which was too much for his body.

Now I have the opportunity to go fishing and improve my life, which is of course the best.

In the live broadcast room, water friends saw Jiang Yun starting to pack his things and prepare to go fishing, and couldn't help but remind him.

"Taoist priest, please calm down. You went into the mountains to collect herbs and didn't bring a fishing rod. What kind of fish did you catch?"

"Jiang Taigong is fishing, and those who are willing to take the bait will still have a pole. Anchor, if you fish with your bare hands, don't you disrespect the fish too much?"

"It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. I feel like the anchor just got a harpoon and stabbed the fish."

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, sighed, and then smiled.

For anglers, if you want to fish, is it a problem if you don’t have a fishing rod?

Just make a simple fishing rod by yourself, and it’s not that difficult.

He walked into the bamboo forest with a small medicine sickle, picked out a hard and tough three-year-old bamboo, chopped it down twice and dragged it out.

The branches of the bamboo are removed, leaving only the toughest part in the middle, which is about two meters long.

"Every layman in the live broadcast room, it is actually very simple to make a fishing rod. In the past at Tianyuan Taoist Temple, my master and I used homemade fishing rods to fish." Jiang Yun said with a smile.

The fisherman in the live broadcast room was filled with emotion.

"I finally know how Tianyuan Taoist Temple got its reputation for fishing. Is it such a wild way to make your own fishing rod?"

"When I was a kid, I used to fish with a thin piece of bamboo, a bag of pig feed rope, a sewing needle, and a piece of duck feather. Now I finally use the gun instead of the cannon."

"More than ten years ago, I used bamboo poles and you used fiberglass. Then I finally used fiberglass and you started to play with high-carbon poles. Now that I can finally afford high-carbon poles, you started playing with bamboo poles again, emmmmm"

"A newbie to fishing, I'm curious. Doesn't the anchor roast the bamboo to increase its hardness?"

"Green bamboo is tough, while bamboo that is roasted yellow becomes brittle. If a big fish takes the bait, it will break easily [pick your nose]"

Jiang Yun's operation was full of pastoral simplicity. He used a knife to poke several holes in the bamboo pole, inserted the pull tabs of the canned fish he had eaten a few days ago into the holes, and tied them with silk thread to make a row of guide rings.

A handful of white hair was gathered from Xiaobai's body, tied tightly and used as a float.

The sewing needle in the hiking bag becomes red-hot and bends, turning it into a hook.

Once these things are assembled together with the fishing line in the mountaineering bag, a bamboo fishing rod is completed.

Don't ask why you bring fishing lines when you go into the mountains to collect herbs. Just ask, it's just premeditated.

"Mr. Zhang, please pay attention to safety in the camp. I'm going fishing." Jiang Yun carried the homemade fishing rod, took Xiaobai and Brother Snake, and headed east in a swaggering way.

Less than half an hour.

The river to the east is here. The river is about two to three meters wide, the water is quite fast, and it seems to be quite deep.

Jiang Yun found a piece of wet land on the bank with a lot of fallen leaves. He didn't dig too deep, but he found three or four earthworms.

"Fellow laymen, our conditions are limited and we can't make a nest, so we just fish casually. You should have saved a lot of silver coins during this period. I'm going to open a bet. If you are interested, please join in."

After Jiang Yun finished speaking, he raised his eyes and looked around, muttering in his mouth: "Look for the dragon and share the gold to see the winding mountain. One layer of entanglement is a layer of barrier. If the door is closed, there are eight layers of danger, and there is no Yin Yang Bagua."

"There is a blue dragon wagging its tail on the left, a white tiger waving its tail on the right, and a lot of wealth hidden in the pocket. There is a tree behind it, and the fish god is visiting it. The location is good, and I feel like there is a big fish below."

The fisherman in the live broadcast room couldn't help but murmur in his heart when he saw Jiang Yun lowering his rod near a rocky beach where the water flow was relatively gentle and the aquatic plants were quite dense.

That location is a good location. If there are fish, there will definitely be fish, but it's hard to say whether there are big fish or not.

I didn’t build a nest, but I fished with earthworms hanging on a homemade fishing rod. Even if I caught a big fish weighing more than ten kilograms, the rod probably wouldn’t be able to hold it and would probably collapse.

"Believe in science and the judgment of a fishing guy. If I pay three thousand silver coins, the Taoist priest will never catch a fish as big as ten pounds."

"Heroes have the same idea. I'll put down two hundred silver coins. If I can catch a big fish, I'll do a live broadcast of washing my hair while standing upside down!"

"Although, but, I...I still choose to believe in Taoist Master."

Even though the fishing guys are generally not optimistic about Jiang Yun, the betting in the live broadcast room is very honest.

The ratio of Yajiangyun's ability to catch a ten-pound fish to his failure to catch one is 66 million silver coins to 5 million silver coins.
Chapter completed!