Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 1619 - 884: Shattered Fear (Part 2)

Xue Yuantong had only heard of things like Water Ghosts, but guide fish was a first time, and she was shocked: "Is it that scary? If I don’t go into the water, and wait it out, will it let me go?"

Yao Yiyao anxiously said: "This is a guide fish! It has a very long lifespan and can live until death!"

Xue Yuantong felt something was off no matter how she listened.

Li Qingyang crossed her arms, staring at the guide fish swimming in the water, swimming slowly like a ghost summoning souls.

Under the blazing sun, she felt increasingly terrified and couldn’t help but ask: "Did you hear the guide fish making life-threatening sounds?"

Yao Yiyao shuddered with goosebumps, hurriedly said: "I heard it, I heard it!"

Xue Yuantong was equally scared and trembling.

Jiang Ning had had enough, he showed his phone, saying: "Of course you can hear it, because I’m playing ghostly music."

Li Qingyang: "..."

Yao Yiyao: "..."

So embarrassing, the two were speechless and angry, what kind of person is this! Always teasing when they are scared!

Xue Yuantong was equally ashamed, and to restore her dignity, she intentionally planned:

"Since this guide fish wants to lure me, can I move back slowly, letting the guide fish get closer to shore little by little, because its attention is always on me, not noticing the depth of the water, so it’ll swim slowly onto the shore and eventually suffocate!"

She was pondering the feasibility of the method.

Yao Yiyao: "You’re too... whimsical, aren’t you?"

Jiang Ning commented: "It’s a match with Comrade Si Yu."

"Reverse Tian Gang!" Li Qingyang was noncommittal, her original fear softened by embarrassment.

Jiang Ning said: "Too much hassle."

Saying this, he picked up a stick from the ground and walked to the shore in a few steps.

Yao Yiyao hurriedly reminded: "Be careful..."

Before she could finish speaking, the next moment, Jiang Ning raised the stick, swung it at the guide fish, "bang" the water splashed everywhere, and the fish was hit dumb.

Jiang Ning used the stick to push, a big grass carp was swept to the shore.

"Huh?" Yao Yiyao stared at the big grass carp, stunned.

She was momentarily speechless, stuttering: "This is the guiding fish, right... can’t be... right?"

Jiang Ning calmly said: "I don’t care what guide fish it is, to me, it’s just a dish!"

He casually picked it up, threw the big grass carp into the bucket: "More than three pounds of wild grass carp, definitely enough for lunch."

Xue Yuantong’s eyes sparkled: "Enough to make three flavors of fried fish, sweet, five-spice, slightly spicy!"

Jiang Ning: "I’ll eat the slightly spicy."

Their celebratory sounds grew louder, Li Han and others came over to join the fun, Li Han saw the fish in the bucket and was almost dumbfounded, are you kidding me? A fish caught with a child’s fishing rod?

So, the talk of "three-pound grass carp," "fried fish," reached the ears of the Fishing Man.

The Fishing Man couldn’t sit still, knowing others catching fish was harder to bear than his phone being thrown into the river.

He really wanted to get up and see, but worried that while watching others’ catches, the fish he was about to catch would escape, so he could only sit anxiously.

...

"We’re going home." Xue Yuantong said farewell.

Yao Yiyao glanced at Li Qingyang, said: "Shampoo, we’re out."

After saying, she caught up to Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning, especially Xue Yuantong, who carried a bucket of fish in one hand and a fish-knocking stick in the other, like an old fish hunter with confident strides.

Li Qingyang stood where she was, after the liveliness dissipated, she felt somewhat lonely, despite not staying long, the old rivals on the carousel, the little girl from before, or the stick-swinging eerie Jiang Ning... too unique...

Unfortunately... Li Qingyang knew that for many people in the world, the first meeting is also the last.

Li Han noticed Yao Yiyao leaving with other guys, his heart ached, his Yao Yao with someone else.

Li Han sighed inside, said: "Sis, let’s keep fishing, and later try the rural tourism food, Brother Wang said it’s really good."

Li Qingyang withdrew her gaze: "Okay."

On the way back past the Fishing Man, Yao Yiyao glanced at Jiang Ning’s little yellow duck fishing rod, curiously asked: "Have you really used this rod to catch fish before?"

Jiang Ning: "Xue Yuantong fishes, willing ones are hooked."

Yao Yiyao had studied, she knew this allusion, and she rationally said, "But fishing is difficult, you see that uncle, he’s so professional, but since we arrived, I haven’t seen him catch a single fish."

The Fishing Man’s face turned dark, so angry his liver hurt.

What could he do? He could only pretend not to hear.

Xue Yuantong hummed, "It’s not about age, it’s about ambition!"

The Fishing Man was frustrated, who did he offend by fishing, his phone was thrown, and he was smashed by a little girl.

Yao Yiyao: "Ah, let’s keep our voices down, don’t let him hear us."

Jiang Ning: "Maybe he already has."

Yao Yiyao was stunned and asked, "Should we apologize?"

Jiang Ning: "It’s okay, I’ll forgive you on behalf of uncle."

Yao Yiyao felt taken advantage of, she: "Hehe."

Gradually, the group walked further away.

The Fishing Man’s ears gradually cleared, he finally turned his head to look at their distant backs, honestly, he had never seen fishing equipment as simple as these fishing friends, definitely belongs to "poor fishing."

Then, he turned to the other side, looking at another group of boys and girls, they seemed much more professional, baiting, setting up equipment, although not comparable to his fishing gear, they were not cheap either, definitely "rich fishing."

Kids, always noisy, during the Fishing Man’s observations, a little girl ran over and gave him two packs of snacks.

He glanced, it turned out to be the currently popular Three Squirrels, after giving them she quickly ran away again.

The Fishing Man looked at this noisy group of kids, the kind of carefree feeling from youth was really good.

He suddenly thought of a saying: "Neither poor fishing nor rich fishing can compare to youthful fishing."

...

On the road home.

Jiang Ning received a message from Xue Chuchu.

Xue Chuchu had prepared all the dishes that needed to be prepared, even the condiments for the fried fish that Xue Yuantong mentioned, just waiting for Tongtong to bring the fish home.

Unconsciously, she had already come to deeply trust Jiang Ning.

She wanted to ask if he caught any fish, but didn’t ask Tongtong, choosing to ask Jiang Ning instead.

Chuchu’s message was as implicit as her personality, beating around the bush: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Ning replied instantly: "Replying to your message."

Xue Chuchu pursed her lips, continued to ask: "What before that?"

Jiang Ning: "Waiting for you to ask what I’m doing."

"Smooth talker..." Xue Chuchu’s brows lightly furrowed, her clear eyes showing a hint of speechlessness.

Jiang Ning’s next sentence: "Caught some fish, later let Tongtong tell you."

At this moment, Tongtong was carrying a bucket, having walked quite a distance, her hand was somewhat tired.

"Jiang Ning, I’ve exercised enough, let you exercise a bit." She said.

Jiang Ning: "Just this?"

Yao Yiyao could see Xue Yuantong was tired, she said: "Xue Yuantong is still growing, right?"

Xue Yuantong was both happy and unhappy, happy she was still developing and could grow taller, unhappy that seemingly in others’ eyes, she appeared somewhat childish.

Jiang Ning: "The future holds promise."

Because he had taken the bucket, Tongtong freed her strongest right hand, she took out her phone, took a close-up photo of her weapon, a wooden stick, sent it to Chen Siyu: "Want my ultimate weapon?"

Chen Siyu: "I have no use for that wah!"

Xue Yuantong: "But, it’s a wooden stick, isn’t that cool?"

Chen Siyu: "Cool, but I can’t use it, I prefer your gloves, they’re so cute."

Xue Yuantong thought about it, decided to give her a bit of tough love, she seriously said:

"Si Yu, imagine one day you come home and find a thief there, stealing things, what would you do? Would you hand him gloves, saying ’Here, wear these so you don’t leave fingerprints’, or would you pick up the stick?"

Chen Siyu thought about it, hesitantly said: "But, I wouldn’t dare use the stick to commit suicide either!"