On weekdays, Zhou Wu shows no signs of depravity, and looks like a great good man who is harmless to humans and animals.
Actually, he is wilted and bad.
With Ye Xiaochuan behind him to guide him, this guy is going to play a big game.
The odds of 360 to 1 are really unimaginable by Xiaochi.
Since these people don't think highly of themselves, Zhou Wu has nothing to say, and is ready to destroy Liujie, Jingse, Xiaochi, Bailiyuan, Sikong Zhaixing, Mo Shaolin and other bankers who have joined forces in one fell swoop until they go bankrupt.
Chu Quer carried the money and came to the gambling stall on the deck. Good guy, there are really a lot of people placing bets.
There are many bets on the market.
The one with the highest odds is the one that cannot be accurately positioned by betting on the week.
Others include whether Zhou Wu will be violently beaten by Ye Xiaochuan, whether Zhou Wu will disappear halfway through the game, pretend to be sick halfway through, etc.
Chu Qu'er bet a bag of silver and banknotes on the odds with the highest odds.
Everyone was stunned.
In particular, several big bookmakers stared at Chu Quer as if they were looking at idiots.
Bailiyuan said: "Qu'er, we are all good friends, but I still want to remind you that no one can accurately identify the direction in the sea of forgetfulness, not even Xuan Ying.
Do you really think Zhou Wu is more powerful than Xuan Ying?"
Chu Quer blushed and said, "I have to support him."
Baili Yuan wanted to persuade Chu Qu'er not to act out of anger, but Liu Jie stopped her.
Liujie said with a smile: "Baili, the eldest sister Qu'er is Zhou Wu's woman, so she naturally has to support his man, so don't say anything."
Xiaochi was also drooling over the bag of silver notes, indicating that the dealers and their dealers had taken this order together.
Sikong Zhaixing, who was in charge of finance, counted the amount Chu Quer had bet and then issued her a note.
Chu Qu'er took the bill, turned around and ran away, seeming very ashamed.
Zhou Wu looked at the bill, as happy as a flower, and said that he had made a fortune this time! Ye Xiaochuan walked out of the cabin at some point, and happened to see Zhou Wu smiling stupidly.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Zhou Wu, what are you so happy about? Even the pimples on your face are so happy."
Zhou Wu quickly collected the receipt and said, "It's nothing."
Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation level is so high, not a single move on the ship can escape his ears.
He heard everything Zhou Wu and Chu Quer had conspired in the corner before.
He didn't interfere either.
Seeing Li Qingfeng and Dugu Changfeng sitting at the stern of the boat, I felt curious.
What are these two men doing?
Taking a closer look, it turned out that Li Qingfeng, this arty young man, was still pretending to be a big-tailed wolf when he got on the boat.
While everyone else was betting money, he was better off fishing with Dugu Changfeng at the stern of the boat.
This ship sailed so fast that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as an arrow off the string.
Is it really possible to catch fish in such a high-speed boat?
Also, why did Li Qingfeng take Dugu Changfeng fishing?
Could it be that this guy already knows that Dugu Changfeng is his long-lost flesh and blood?
Full of questions, Ye Xiaochuan grabbed Dugu Changfeng's collar and threw him aside.
Dugu Changfeng wanted to get angry, but when he saw it was his dear Uncle Ye, he had no choice but to run away in despair.
Looking at A Chitong and others who were protecting Ye Xiaochuan from behind, they shook their heads and smiled bitterly.
Ye Xiaochuan took the fishing rod from Dugu Changfeng and sat next to Li Qingfeng.
Li Qingfeng turned to look at him, and then at Dugu Changfeng, who was running away. His expression didn't seem to change at all.
Ye Xiaochuan lifted the fishhook out of the water. The fishhook was very big and had a piece of raw meat hanging on it.
It seems that Dugu Changfeng is not young but ambitious. There is no way a fish weighing more than 100 kilograms can bite this fishhook.
Ye Xiaochuan took off the raw meat slices and threw them into the sea. Then he threw the empty hook into the water, crossed his legs, and waited for the fish to take the bait.
Qingfeng Li was stunned for a moment while watching this scene.
After a while, Li Qingfeng said: "Mr. Ye, you don't seem to have put any bait."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Yes, I know."
“Without bait, how can we get the fish to take the bait?”
"Everyone knows how to fish with bait. It doesn't matter. You can still catch fish without bait. That's the real skill."
Li Qingfeng thought of a folk saying: When Jiang Taigong fishes, those who wish will take the bait.
Ye Xiaochuan actually compared himself to Taigong Jiang, which was really shameless.
Li Qingfeng firmly believed that with Ye Xiaochuan's fishing method, he would never be able to catch a single fish in his life.
Wealth and wealth got mixed up from somewhere. When I saw Ye Xiaochuan fishing, these two magical birds flew over and stood on the wooden railing at the stern of the boat, staring closely at Ye Xiaochuan's fish.
The line seems to be waiting for the fish in Ye Xiaochuan, so that they can start their meal.
The Liuyun trumpet chops the wind and waves, and the disciples of Zhengmo gamble and brag.
Ye Xiaochuan is fishing.
This doesn't feel like a near-death adventure.
It's more like a group outing.
Ye Xiaochuan did not stare at the fishing line. He closed his eyes slightly and felt the unique wind in the sea of forgetfulness.
In his perception, countless small rays of light were formed around him, and each ray of light represented a small airflow.
Yin and Yang are intertwined to form wind.
Most people simply cannot understand the mystery of wind, let alone feel its rhythm.
As a master of the second peak level of wind law, Ye Xiaochuan, in the eyes of others, the common wind seems to have come to life.
The first level of wind law is fast.
The second level of wind law is slowness.
As for the third level, Ye Xiaochuan has not touched the threshold so far.
He wanted to use this opportunity to see if he could make a breakthrough in the laws of the wind system.
Even if it's just a little breakthrough, it would be great for him.
Buzz...fish is on.
It wasn't Ye Xiaochuan who was showing off with an empty fishhook, but Qingfeng Li next to him.
The fishing line was pulled straight in an instant, which shows that this fish is definitely not small.
Li Qingfeng is a master of cultivation and a great expert in fishing. After walking the fish several times, he pulled up a big fish weighing at least 100 kilograms.
The ordinary fish in the Sea of Forgetfulness look similar to the fish in other oceans in the world. The one caught by Li Qingfeng has a black body, a big head, and a mouth full of barbed fangs.
He generously gave the piranha to the people on the deck, and then said: "Master Ye, I told you a long time ago that you can't catch fish without bait on your hook."
Ye Xiaochuan did not open his eyes, pretending to be a master, and said calmly: "I am not fishing, I am comprehending life."
Qingfeng Li rolled his eyes strangely and said, "Just pretend."
Suddenly, the beautiful sound of the piano came from the cabin.
The lively Liuyun Horn fell into a brief silence, and soon everyone knew that it must be Yun Qiyou playing the piano.
Many people were muttering, obviously dissatisfied with Yun Qiyou playing the piano here, but they didn't dare to stop him.
Not long after the sound of the piano sounded, the fishing rod in Ye Xiaochuan's hand was pulled into the water by a force.
Ye Xiaochuan casually mentioned that a fat-headed fish that was twice as big as the one Qingfeng Li had caught just now was thrown onto the deck.
Li Qingfeng was stunned, and A Chitong and others who were protecting Ye Xiaochuan behind him also looked at each other.
They also didn't expect that Ye Xiaochuan would catch a two-hundred-jin fish with just an empty hook and no bait.
Ye Xiaochuan looked back at the direction of the cabin, which was the direction from which the sound of the piano was coming.
His brows wrinkled slightly.
Only he knew that the fish he caught was inseparable from the sound of Yun Qiyou's piano.
