And Dong Cang... Chen Yang and Dong Cang have known each other for a long time, and they are very clear about Dong Cang's aloofness in front of outsiders.
After much deliberation, it was only appropriate to go out and talk to the fishing guy myself.
Chen Yang came to the angler and asked, "What's wrong with you? What you caught must have weighed more than ten tons!"
"The exertion on the body is extraordinary!"
The fisherman also felt that the four mysterious people in front of him were unusual.
Not to mention the powerful old man, the young man in front of me clearly jumped into the lake just now, but now the clothes on his body are actually dry!
Including that woman!
Could it be that I encountered a monster?
As soon as this idea appeared in the fisherman's mind, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.
His voice began to tremble: "No...it's okay, I just feel a little tired. I'm just here to disturb you!"
As he said that, he wanted to take his things and prepare to leave.
As soon as he turned around, Chen Yang's hand was already on his shoulder.
"Don't leave, why don't you sit down and talk?"
Although Chen Yang did not use his internal strength, his physical body was powerful enough to prevent the fishing guy from moving at all.
Under Chen Yang's "coercion", the fishing guy had no choice but to put his things on the ground and said with a sad face: "Little brother, I have an old man and a young man, and I haven't saved anything in these years.
I would like to express my respect to you and accept it as a greeting gift, but will you spare my life?"
The fisherman almost shed tears when he talked about the depth of love.
When Chen Yang saw this, he explained in a dumbfounded manner: "Brother, I have no other intentions, and I don't want to kill you. I just want to talk to you about something!"
Naturally, Chen Yang wanted to talk to the fishing guy about bamboo poles, and why he chose this place to fish.
After hearing that the other party did not want his life and only asked a few questions, the fisherman stopped the tears that were about to leave him.
But he still said nervously: "Little brother, I don't think you are a bad person. Don't go to the road of crime. You are still young!"
"This place is just an ordinary inner lake. There is nothing worth salvaging."
The fishing guy thought that Chen Yang in front of him was doing something like tomb robbing.
Chen Yang's face darkened, and after a few explanations, the fishing guy answered Chen Yang's question doubtfully.
The bamboo poles used for fishing were picked up nearby by a fisherman who was originally a villager nearby. Although the village was later moved, he would come to this place to fish every few days.
Although the harvest each time was not big, fishing in this place always made him feel refreshed.
According to the fishing guys, if you fish here for one night, you won’t be tired the next day.
While Chen Yang was asking, Rong Yuqing, who had once again entered the water, had gained something new.
The tomb of Tianzun underneath is very old, and there are no traces of anyone entering it!
This time, they are very likely to get a new Tianzun inheritance.
Zhou Zeyao also pulled Chen Yang aside and said: "According to what this fishing guy said, this bamboo pole might be something that came out of Tianzun's tomb. If you take this thing with you, you might be able to use it when you get down there."
"Even if it is not used, this bamboo pole is still an incredible treasure."
What Zhou Zeyao said was indeed tempting, but Chen Yang had another idea.
"Old Zhou, you can't take things by force. And I just tried the bamboo pole. If I feel right, the blood in it should belong to this fishing guy. The bamboo pole has been claimed as its owner."
"If we take it by force, the fisherman's lifespan will be damaged even if he doesn't die!"
