Chapter 521 The fishing hook and the unsheathed sword
Bianliang, Guo Mansion.
The water in the pool is rippling with blue waves. By the pool, Guo Sheng is sitting on the edge of the pool fishing with a green bamboo fishing rod in his hand.
The fishing line hangs low, making ripples in circles.
But no fish took the bait.
Behind Guo Sheng, there was some rustling sound.
Guo Sheng raised a hand.
The sounds behind him stopped immediately.
Then Guo Sheng concentrated on fishing.
Finally, the big fish took the bait, the fishing line was stretched straight, and the green bamboo fishing rod was pulled into a full moon bow. Guo Sheng concentrated on tug-sawing with the big fish, repeatedly entangled, and finally with a sudden force, a big silver carp was caught. Out of the water, shining in the morning sun.
Guo Sheng closed the pole, then unhooked the hook at the fish's mouth, weighed the fish, then reached out and threw the fish into the water again. The waves splashed and disappeared in a moment.
Some people fish to satisfy their appetites, while others fish simply for recreation.
Of course, Guo Sheng was simply the latter, and when he finished all this, he turned around and his expression suddenly froze.
"Grandpa." Guo Sheng said slowly.
No matter how high-spirited Guo Sheng is on weekdays, he still cannot be arrogant and domineering when facing the old man in front of him.
After all, the person in front of him is the real helmsman of the Guo family.
Guo Huai was currently wearing a navy blue cotton mandarin jacket and a pair of ordinary cloth shoes. The only thing that stood out was that his beard and hair were white, as white as snow. To be so white meant that he was really old. .
"It's okay, I think you caught fish well." Guo Huai said with a smile: "Fishing is all about a person with an upright mind." "Only by being able to
catch good fish can you do good things."
Saying this, Guo Huai looked at Looking at the sparkling water in front of him: "Have you sent someone to deliver the things for Wang Zhi?"
"Yes." Guo Sheng said.
"Is the candidate reliable?" Guo Huai continued to ask.
"Absolutely reliable." Guo Sheng said.
"I heard that you lent the jade soul two days ago?" Guo Huai asked casually: "Is it a person?" "Yes
." Guo Sheng did not dare to say anything when facing this ancestor. Half a lie.
In other words, no one dared to hide it from the old ancestor until he was really confused.
"In that case." Guo Huai sighed faintly: "Then they must be very good friends."
"Yes." Guo Sheng nodded and confirmed.
"Since we are good friends, why would you let him take a trip into this muddy water?" Guo Huai asked back.
"Because he is someone who can protect himself." Guo Sheng said seriously.
After saying this, Guo Sheng looked at Guo Huai's face: "Grandpa, what do you think about Wang Zhi?" In fact,
Guo Sheng also knew what kind of goods he gave to Wang Zhi to complete the transaction.
However, Guo Sheng himself is not sure what these goods represent.
Because this batch of goods was personally selected by Guo Huai and ordered to be packed by his cronies, without the help of any outsiders.
"There is no question of how to look at it." Guo Huai still looked at the water in front of him: "There is only one king in the sea, and the name of this king is Wang Zhi." "
If we want to pursue the scenery on the other side of the sea, then Wang Zhi is A link that cannot be avoided."
"This year is a big hurdle for Wang Zhi." "
If he can survive this hurdle, then he will still be the pirate king. Any ship sailing on the sea must hang His flag."
"But if Wang Zhi falls, then countless hyenas will come to eat the corpse left by Wang Zhi, and we will be no exception." "
So, just look forward in everything."
"So can Wang Zhi survive?" Guo Sheng asked: "If I remember correctly, in the past twenty years, Wang Zhi has faced more complicated and more difficult situations than today." "But in the end, he saved the day
. And it gradually grew."
"Because at that time, Wang Zhi was still not the king of this sea." Guo Huai said with a faint smile.
Saying this, he reached out and picked up the fishing rod that Guo Sheng had just dropped, raised it high, and threw the hook into the water.
"Grandpa, I haven't put out the bait yet." Guo Sheng just wanted to remind him, but as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Guo Sheng's fishing rod lifted up again with a slight tap on the water.
The scales of a large silver carp reflected light in the air.
…
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The fire is burning.
It is the village that is on fire.
Yan Jiu quietly held the sword in his arms and looked at everything in front of him.
He didn't participate, and he didn't stop it.
This is the nearest village to where they landed.
It is a very poor village. There is nothing here, even salted fish is very scarce.
As for the woman he is looking for, the women on the beach are all torn by the sea breeze and have dark skin. Even the most thirsty ronin cannot look down on them.
So they simply went about killing people.
Killing can only be done with a nod of the head.
As soon as the knife fell, his head nodded to the ground.
Yan Jiu didn't kill anyone, he just watched these people being killed.
Then I thought about what was wrong with them.
There was nothing wrong with them, it was the ronin samurai themselves who were at fault.
If these warriors had not landed in this sea area and no one wanted to find a woman nearby, they would not have come to this village. If there were enough beautiful and plump women in this village - of course, this requirement would not apply to this small village. It seems a bit too high.
Even if there was such a woman in this village, these jackals would probably still choose to kill.
Presumably only women who are pretty enough won't be killed.
And maybe be taken away together?
Or kill them on the spot after destroying them?
A lot of logic that seems very cruel feels so natural when it is actually implemented.
Yan Jiu sighed: Maybe this is the way of the world.
Such tragedies are actually not uncommon in Japan's Yanjiu, but now these suffering people have become Chinese people who have nothing to do with themselves. Yanjiu originally thought that he could calm down, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't do it after all.
"Brother Yan didn't do anything, because he believed in the Buddha not to kill?" A sinister voice came from behind him at this time: "Or is it because Brother Yan is kind-hearted to women with delicate skin and tender flesh, he thinks this is too cruel and disdains to be associated with him? ?"
Yan Jiu turned around and looked at the other party.
In front of him was a tall sword-wielding ronin.
His sword was still dripping with blood.
In the wanton killing just now, he should have killed many people.
This kind of person should be called a murderer in Japan.
Yan Jiu raised his head and said calmly: "Both."
"In that case, why did you leave your mother's arms again and choose not to continue breastfeeding but to come to the battlefield of blood and fire in the west?"
The ronin laughed loudly. He said with a smile, and then struck Yan Jiu with a knife.
"We don't want babies still nursing here!"
"Oh." Yan Jiu said lightly.
Then he raised his eyebrows quietly.
The sword is unsheathed.
PS: There are only two updates today, because I took a car to Taiyuan and the journey was tiring, so I am more tired than I thought. I will see if I can write a little bit more when I get up tomorrow morning, sorry.
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