Chapter 42: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 42: Agreed to Go Fishing, Liquor as Bait

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

An orange-red sun hung in the sky.

Scorching heat radiated onto the earth.

The "chirp-chirp-chirp" of cicadas rang out incessantly.

Occasionally a breeze blew, but not a hint of coolness could be felt.

"Summer is too unfriendly to Wood Spirit Roots." Xu Zhangqing dragged a wooden chair to slump at the gate, his face already wearing a listless expression.

Clearly he wasn't afraid of cold in winter, but as soon as summer came he feared the heat.

The higher the temperature, the more listless and powerless he felt.

It wasn't just him.

Even Little Yellow Dog and the Guinea Fowl were listless.

They all shrank in dark corners, not daring to go out.

At that moment, a Communication Talisman in the Small Storage Bag vibrated.

Xu Zhangqing took it out and saw it was Hu Bugui.

"What do you want?"

"Come out fishing?"

"Aren't you selling manure anymore?"

"It's too hot, can't sell it!"

"Oh? Where to fish?"

"Just tell me if you're coming or not?"

"I want to, but I don't have fishing tools."

"I have some on my side."

"Where do we meet?"

"Wait at the fork near the Core Management Office; I'll be there shortly."

Idle anyway, Xu Zhangqing agreed to Hu Bugui's invitation.

Though his fishing skills weren't great.

But he was quite curious what fish he could catch.

However, before going, he first loaded two jin of Spirit Rice Wine.

Then he went to the Second Grade Spirit Field to pick a half-ripe watermelon.

"The distance is a bit far, so I won't bring you two; rest well at home." Xu Zhangqing put a conical hat on his head, then walked toward the fork near the Core Management Office.

Under the scorching heat, his speed couldn't help but quicken.

Along the way he saw almost no one; nearly everyone stayed home and didn't go out.

The fork was where he had last gone to Hongfeng Valley Market to rent Flying Paper Cranes.

Wait and wait... wait and wait...

Finally, a "thump-thump" vibrating sound came from not far away.

Xu Zhangqing looked sideways and saw a camel running wildly toward him.

Between the humps, Hu Bugui waved his hand excitedly: "Long wait!"

"Finally here." Xu Zhangqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, the camel stopped in front of him.

Then its body lowered slightly.

Seeing this, Xu Zhangqing immediately climbed on.

After sitting steady, Hu Bugui shouted: "Run!"

Instantly, the camel's four hooves pounded wildly, galloping all the way.

To be honest, the speed was indeed quite fast.

But the dust kicked up was also a lot.

Xu Zhangqing had to press his conical hat lower, otherwise his face would be dirty.

At that moment, Hu Bugui opened his mouth: "You're so young, why do you stay in the Spirit Field all day, not coming out to stroll around and play?"

Hearing this, Xu Zhangqing shrugged: "I'm more of a homebody."

"Homebody? You like houses?" Hu Bugui looked confused.

Xu Zhangqing blinked, then explained: "Isn't it because I just joined the Spirit Field Core, not daring to be careless, afraid that at that time the yield would be insufficient and the task couldn't be completed."

Hu Bugui nodded lightly: "Understandable; when I first joined Ling Beast Valley, I was the same as you."

The two chatted on and off.

Watching half an hour pass, that is, one hour.

The scene ahead gradually changed.

On the left was a lush forest.

On the right was a rippling river.

There were already quite a few fishing old-timers here.

In the height of summer, under the scorching sun, he stubbornly sat motionless at the fishing spot without a word of complaint.

"Too many people here, let's go a bit further ahead." Hu Bugui did not stop.

Therefore, after going forward another few hundred meters or so, a left turn appeared.

No people could be seen anymore.

Even if there were, they were on the opposite bank of the river.

At this time, Hu Bugui controlled the camel, gradually slowing its speed.

Before long, they stopped under a patch of shady tree shade.

The two jumped down from the camel's hump one after another.

While taking things out of his Small Storage Bag, Hu Bugui said, "If you don't want to fish, you can go down for a swim."

"There wouldn't be anything in this river, would there?" Xu Changqing couldn't help recalling the Xuanwu Companion Beast he had seen earlier at the Water Control Pavilion, that hundred-zhang long yellow Teng Snake.

Regarding this, Hu Bugui said with a mysterious face, "Apart from the spring water, the source of all streams and rivers in the Spirit Fields is that Black Lake in the Water Control Pavilion."

Xu Changqing raised an eyebrow: "You mean there really is something?"

Hu Bugui walked a few steps closer to the riverbank, began selecting a fishing spot, then said, "I heard someone say that before, a black coffin floated down this river.

Blood flowing out from the cracks killed all life in the water.

At that time, even the Immortal Masters were alarmed."

This aroused Xu Changqing's even stronger interest; he couldn't help leaning in closer and asking with a face full of curiosity, "Then doesn't that mean, before our Dongting Immortal Sect, there were already people here?"

"Seems like it." Hu Bugui wasn't very clear on it either.

After all, that was a matter of thousands of years ago, even ten thousand years ago.

He was merely a Formal Disciple who had joined the Spirit Beast Valley for only a few years.

All information was heard from other people's mouths.

"Better forget it and go back, what if there really is danger?" Xu Changqing thought secretly in his heart.

"Are you still fishing or not?" Hu Bugui got everything ready, turned his head to look, and discovered the other party still hadn't moved.

"Uh... fish." Xu Changqing thought back and forth, and finally put away the thought of leaving.

It was a rare trip out.

And it was a friend's invitation at that.

He couldn't let the other party down.

Therefore, he found a spot on the side.

Fish hooks, fishing lines, fishing rods, and bait were all provided by Hu Bugui.

Xu Changqing took out Second-grade Spirit Rice Wine and a half-raw half-ripe watermelon.

"Spirit Rice Wine." Hu Bugui's eyes brightened.

He had been craving this stuff.

The one jin he brought back last time was long since drunk up.

He was just racking his brains for what excuse to use to get some, when unexpectedly the other party brought it on their own initiative.

Xu Changqing said with a light laugh, "Just fishing is too boring."

Next, the two fished while drinking wine.

Result: no fish caught, but they drank down more than half the wine instead.

The fishing old man opposite, on the other hand, caught one after another, with quite an abundant harvest.

After a while, Hu Bugui said with a flushed face, "Something's not right, how come all the fish are on the other side?"

Xu Changqing saw it in his eyes and pondered, "This person seems to have employed some kind of method."

Although this river is not turbulent, it is not calm either.

Yet uniquely at the opposite position, there was actually not a single ripple.

Calm as if a mirror, one look and you know something's off.

"Then what the hell are we fishing for!" Hu Bugui's wine courage surged, and he flung his hand in anger.

Instantly, the remaining half cup of Spirit Rice Wine splashed out.

A miraculous scene occurred.

Originally there wasn't a single fish on their side.

Result: after the Spirit Rice Wine fused into the water, almost at the same time.

Both of their fishing rods started trembling.

The fishing lines, moreover, went taut in an instant.

"Fish on the hook?" Xu Changqing and Hu Bugui looked at each other, both extremely surprised.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Soon, two fat Big White Carp were pulled out of the water.

Next, the two were like they had broken a curse.

Fish came one after another.

"What situation?" On the opposite bank, Zhao Ziyue was dumbfounded.

He used the Water Severing Technique to halt the water flow before him.

Then he also scattered the bait he had prepared in advance.

Result: unexpectedly, ever since the two people appeared on the other side.

The fish on his side became fewer and fewer.

It's been ten minutes now without a single fish biting the hook.

But the one opposite just won't stop.

In just a short while, at least several dozen Big White Carp have been hooked!!!