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Chapter 1963

"Here, it's time to carry it."

Xiaoxuan was carrying her schoolbag backwards. She asked confusedly: "What are we doing with so much money?"

I explained: "This is just in case. If you encounter something good and don't have enough cash, you can only stare and pat your thighs. There are many people on the road, so you should keep the money."

Xiaoxuan immediately hugged her backpack tightly.

I drove to three bank counters in the morning before I took out the cash of more than 500,000 yuan. At that time, there was a very famous old Internet cafe in Wuan called Legend Internet Cafe. I remember it was not too far from Wuan No. 10 Middle School. Legend Internet Cafe was diagonally across from it.

There was a fishing gear store, and I bought a set of fishing gear in the store. Then, we set off to Daming together with the buddy who called himself Li Yang last night.

"Li Yang" is a pseudonym. I also use a pseudonym. Everyone knows it well.

After one hour.

I saw the Jetta leading the way ahead of Li Yang suddenly stopped, and I stopped too.

"Why don't you leave?" I asked.

He looked around and said with an annoyed expression: "Hey, I seem to have taken the wrong road! I remember this road seems to lead to Linzhang! It's not going to Daming!"

I said speechlessly: "Then you still said that you are very familiar with the road? And you asked me to follow you."

He chuckled and said: "I've been here once five or six years ago. It's normal to remember the wrong way, but it doesn't matter! I remembered how that road went. Let's turn around now and go up to the fork in the road.

"

We originally expected to arrive at Daimyo in the afternoon, but because we took a wrong route along the way, we arrived at around six o'clock in the evening. Then we headed straight to Yuecheng Reservoir without stopping.

When I arrived at the scene, I was stunned!

Why are so many people coming?

There were five or six off-road vehicles parked here, and at least a dozen people! Some even set up camping tents next to the embankment!

Basically, they are all middle-aged men in their forties or fifties. There are only two women. One is in her thirties, fat and average-looking, and the other is slightly younger, wearing a navy blue cheongsam, with a nice and bumpy figure.

Very flavorful.

"Hey! Where did you come from?" A short-sighted man wearing thick glasses asked us.

Li Yang smiled and said: "I heard that there will be a meteor shower here in the reservoir these two days, and my mother is seriously ill and hospitalized. I came here to make a wish for my mother, hoping that her illness will get better soon."

Myopic eyes twitched the corners of his mouth, and said without saltiness: "Same, I came to see the night view."

At this time, an outspoken friend said directly: "Stop pretending, they are all here to receive goods and want to pick up the leaks, right?"

"No, no! Absolutely not..."

Everyone said in unison that no.

I sneered in my heart, set up a horse trap directly on the edge of the reservoir, and then sat down to fish with my legs crossed.

Xiaoxuan reminded me in a low voice: "Yunfeng, you seem to have forgotten to install the fishhook..."

I don't know how to fish at all. It doesn't matter if I install a fishhook or not. Fishing is just a way to hide my identity.

Just like Li Yang said he came to see the meteor shower, and my friend said he came to enjoy the night view of the reservoir, this is called the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing his magical powers.

Daimyo is a small place, but Yuecheng Reservoir is not small. Especially in the dead of night when people are quiet, the sound of flood water flowing under the dam is loud and gurgling.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Li Yang came over to talk to me while chewing instant noodles.

Seeing me fishing seriously, he smiled and said: "Brother Xiang, in ancient times, Jiang Taigong took the bait if he wanted to fish. You are more powerful than Jiang Taigong. You don't even have a hook."

I asked: "What did you find out? Share the information."

He pointed to the other side and said, "Did you see that red brick house with the lights on?"

I said I saw it, what happened?

He lowered his voice: "There are a few villagers who live in brick houses 24 hours a day and keep an eye on the reservoir. Whenever they see someone daring to enter the water, they will rush over and beat them."


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