Chapter 8 Fishing for Snow in the Cold River Alone
As you go further down the Ambergris River, perhaps because there is no spiritual power at the bottom of the river, the water is obviously a lot more rapid.
Gradually, Lin Xiaowan, who was paddling in the river, began to feel that the water was a bit biting. You must know that no matter what, she was a cultivator, and the ordinary cold would definitely not cause her much discomfort.
But the further downstream you go, the stronger the chill becomes, but strangely, the temperature of the river is extremely low, but it does not freeze.
"Look! The bank has turned white!" Lin Xiaowan pointed to the river bank, very strange.
Jiang Xiaoyu had naturally noticed it a long time ago. For thousands of miles around Sixiang Sect, there is a climate like spring all year round. When it comes to snow, no one in the sect has ever seen it.
There was a sharp bend in the river. After passing the sharp bend, the two of them suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a squatting figure on the white bank.
"Let's go take a look. It's so cold here. If we're really in a snowdrift, we might freeze to death."
The boat gradually approached the figure.
From a distance, the figure looks like an old man, covered in a raincoat. The straw hat on his head has accumulated a lot of snow. There seem to be a few ice slivers hanging on the brim of the hat. A dry tree trunk.
I don’t know what the purpose of connecting the old man to the river is. Of course, it is also possible that he is leaning on an old tree planted in the river bed.
"That man didn't move, he couldn't really be frozen to death, right?" Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly increased his paddling speed.
When the boat docked, Jiang Xiaoyu tied the boat to a cold stone and walked to the figure.
I saw that this was indeed an old man. He was hunched over and sitting on a stone. His face was very withered. The folds on his face were as dry as the bark of the dead tree he was leaning on, and his eyebrows and beard were already covered with wrinkles.
Sparkling ice slivers.
Jiang Xiaoyu knelt down and took a closer look. At this temperature, the breath coming out of a person's nose must be foggy, but the tip of the old man's nose showed no reaction at all.
Lin Xiaowan's eyes widened and she whispered, "You're not freezing to death, are you?"
Jiang Xiaoyu slowly stretched his hand to the tip of the old man's nose, carefully feeling whether he still had a weak breath.
Suddenly, the old man's eyes opened in a flash, and the ice strips on his eyebrows suddenly stuck into the snowdrift.
Jiang Xiaoyu and Lin Xiaowan were so frightened that they quickly backed away.
"you you..."
The old man shook his head, and a lot of snow fell off his face, body and straw hat.
He looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "Two children, what are you doing?"
Seeing the old man speaking, the two of them finally felt relieved, it would be better if they were not dead.
"I...we...thought..." Lin Xiaowan stammered. After all, it would be somewhat disrespectful to say death in front of such an old man.
Jiang Xiaoyu took a step forward and said: "Old uncle, look at how cold it is sitting here in this world of ice and snow. Where is your home? Go back quickly!"
"Cold?" The old man only had one hand exposed. He stroked his stiff beard and said, "It's not cold, it's not cold. Thank you two children for your concern."
"Isn't it cold?" Jiang Xiaoyu stepped on it with all his strength. The snow was almost up to his knees. How can you still say it's not cold?
"Go back, old uncle, this place is not safe!"
"Don't worry, do I have anything else to do here?"
"Is something wrong?" Jiang Xiaoyu looked around. There was nothing but rivers and snow all around. Then he looked at Xuanwu Mountain in the distance. The electric light above was obviously much weaker.
The old man nodded and said, "It's something big!"
"What big thing could happen here?" Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly felt that the old man must be confused by the cold.
"Fishing!"
"fishing?"
Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and said: "You old man is really good at joking. How can you fish if you don't even have a fishing rod?"
The old man pointed to the dead tree next to him and said, "This is my fishing rod!"
"You call this a fishing rod?" Jiang Xiaoyu immediately took out the fishing rod from his waist, shook it twice, and the fishing rod immediately stretched.
"This is called a fishing rod!"
When the old man saw the fishing rod in Jiang Xiaoyu's hand, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Kid, do you also like fishing?"
"That's natural!"
"Then tell me, what kind of fish have you caught?"
"What fish?" Jiang Xiaoyu pinched his chin and recalled: "The most delicious fish I have ever caught is probably the croaker. It looks like a carp, and the texture of the meat is so good that you will never forget it when you eat it!"
The old man nodded and said: "I know about the croaker. There is a cloud in the book. The croaker in Dongting and the oat in the East China Sea are the most delicious fish. However, the croaker is not easy to take care of, right?" The old man said
His eyes were like torches, staring at Jiang Xiaoyu with great concentration.
Jiang Xiaoyu didn't pay attention and kept nodding.
"Who says it isn't? That thing actually has pig hair growing on it. Just shaving it takes a lot of effort!"
When the old man heard this, he was slightly startled.
After a moment, he raised his head again and asked, "Only the squid?"
"How is that possible? When I was a child, I lived on an island, and there were all kinds of fish around. If you asked me to tell you, I couldn't finish it in three days and three nights."
"Island? What island do you live on? I wonder if I have heard of it."
Jiang Xiaoyu waved his hand and said, "You don't even know that the island I live on is called Floating Island."
The old man's eyes were slits from laughter. He looked at Jiang Xiaoyu and said, "Kid, don't tell me, I really know about floating islands!"
"You know?" Jiang Xiaoyu obviously didn't believe it, and said, "How could you know?"
"Not only do I know about the floating island, I also know that there is a guy named Xu on the floating island!"
When Jiang Xiaoyu heard this, he was immediately shocked.
"You really know?"
The old man turned back, looked at the rushing river, and nodded.
"Hey! Hey! Old man, tell me, how did you know? And you also know Lao Xu, do you know him?"
The old man slowly raised his hand and placed his finger between Jiang Xiaoyu's eyebrows. After a moment, he took it back again.
"I won't tell you!" An old man of such an age actually made a witty remark, and Jiang Xiaoyu felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.
In the distance, a "rumbling" sound suddenly came from Xuanwu Mountain, and Lin Xiaowan couldn't help but lean towards Jiang Xiaoyu.
But the old man didn't seem to feel anything. He smiled and pointed at the dead tree stretching into the water and said, "Look, the fish has bitten the bait."
Jiang Xiaoyu took a closer look and saw that the dead tree trunk was really shaking up and down, looking exactly like a fish biting bait.
"Stop kidding!" Even if he saw it, Jiang Xiaoyu didn't believe that someone actually used a tree trunk as a fishing rod.
"Old people don't lie."
Jiang Xiaoyu pointed to the tree trunk and said: "Then tell me, where is your fishing line, where is your hook, and where is your bait?"
"You can't tell!"
The old man replied: "What you see is my fishing line. My hook and bait are naturally in the belly of the fish!"
"Hahahaha!" Jiang Xiaoyu burst into laughter.
Lin Xiaowan quietly pulled Jiang Xiaoyu's clothes from behind and whispered in Jiang Xiaoyu's ear: "Let's go quickly, this old man seems to have a brain problem."
Jiang Xiaoyu smiled and replied: "You who don't understand fishing know that there is something wrong with his head, how can I know?"
Jiang Xiaoyu turned around and bowed to the old man: "Old man, you'd better go back early. We have something to do along the way, so we'll leave first."
"Okay! You guys walk slowly!" The old man stood up, and the raincoat on his body suddenly fell off. Only then did the two of them see that the trunk of the dead tree had clearly grown into the old man's other shoulder. The sight was too incredible, and the two of them couldn't believe it.
The person suddenly felt like he was sweating all over his body.
"You...you..." Jiang Xiaoyu pointed at the old man's shoulder, stammering for a moment and being speechless.
The old man glanced over his shoulder and seemed to understand why the two people in front of him were surprised. He explained: "Kids, as you can see, this is my fishing rod and line. It's just that the thing I want to catch is unusual.
So I can only use my own arms as fishing rods and lines, and for fishing hooks and baits, naturally my hands are my hands!"
Jiang Xiaoyu looked carefully again and saw that the bark of the tree trunk was exactly the same as the old man's skin.
Jiang Xiaoyu glanced at Lin Xiaowan again, suddenly picked up Lin Xiaowan and ran towards the boat.
"Monster! Monster!"
Jiang Xiaoyu was tired enough this day. It was okay to meet gods at first, but now he actually met a monster. How could he bear it?