The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish-Chapter 76 - 75: Searching for Dragons and Dividing Gold by Observing the Writhing Mountains, One Layer...

"You guys are mistaken; that fish was clearly caught by me."

"It's just that I thought the fish was relatively small, so I chose to release it."

Fang Hao still stuck to his guns; he had to maintain his pride.

His previously darkened face also relaxed quite a bit.

But in his heart, he was already competing with the fish.

He was at loggerheads with it.

He had to catch it himself!

To shut everyone up.

After hearing this, the viewers in the live stream also called Fang Hao shameless.

"What? You guys admire me too?"

"Don't admire me too much, just wait until I catch that ten-plus pound big fish I got earlier, then you can admire me."

With this move, Fang Hao left the viewers in the livestream dumbfounded.

Did he even see their comments?

Damn, his skin is so thick, almost like a city wall.

To be able to say such things.

Admirable, truly admirable.

"Brother Hao... what about just now?"

Xiao Pang Chen Sheng was also slow to catch on.

"It's nothing, just a small fish; I released it."

Fang Hao calmly waved his hand, indicating to Chen Sheng to continue fishing seriously and not to worry about it.

"Oh, okay."

Xiao Pang Chen Sheng didn't doubt Fang Hao's words.

This caused a group of viewers in the livestream to feel indignant on his behalf.

"Muscles Bro, don't be fooled by him, the host didn't catch any fish at all, the fish jumped up on its own."

"The host is so shameless, actually deceiving Muscles Bro's innocent heart."

"Can only say Muscles Bro is too naive, feels like he's been sold out and still helps the host count the money."

"..."

Fang Hao continued to focus on fishing.

After being taunted by the fish, he now had a score to settle.

Today's fishing was really frustrating.

The first fish cut his line and escaped.

There's nothing more upsetting than that.

Then came the second fish, which was even more provoking, jumping out of the water by itself right into the net.

This was utterly contemptuous.

How could Fang Hao swallow such provocation?

He must catch it.

He cast his line out again.

But he didn't aim well, the angle was a bit off, the force a bit too much, and it landed directly in a pile of water weeds.

So he prepared to lift the fishing rod and move a bit to the left.

That position would be better than his current one.

Just as he was about to lift the rod.

It seemed the hook had gotten caught in the weeds.

Damn, really? How unlucky can you get?

To get hooked like this?

It was bad enough not catching a fish, now the hook was caught.

Fang Hao was speechless.

Helpless, if the hook was caught, he had to retrieve it first.

Otherwise, how could he continue fishing?

Today he only brought one fishing rod; if he didn't free this hook, he couldn't continue fishing.

How strange.

How could it get caught here?

Fang Hao pulled a little harder, and it seemed to loosen up.

He increased his strength gradually, pulling bit by bit.

He couldn't pull all at once for fear of breaking the line.

As he increased his strength, a clump of water weeds was also pulled back by him.

These weeds were very lush.

No wonder they got hooked.

It's just that his luck was really too average.

Casting a hook, it would also land over there.

After slowly reeling it in, Fang Hao soon pulled the fish hook back, along with a clump of seaweed.

Fang Hao's fish hook had snagged on the main vine, which was why it took so much effort to pull the seaweed back.

The fishing line was also tangled with the seaweed.

When Fang Hao was preparing to untangle the fish hook and line from the seaweed, he suddenly glimpsed something.

It was a pottery jar.

This jar lay within the seaweed and was quite easy to miss unless you looked closely.

It was roughly the size of a bowl, not too big, which is why it wasn't difficult to discover.

At the same time, it had several chips and cracks -- it wasn't intact.

"Hmm?"

This thing.

After seeing the pottery jar, Fang Hao was ready to set it aside, but then, catching sight of the blurred patterns and characters on it, he abruptly stopped.

The script was in Seal script.

Quite uncommon.

But with the knowledge of five millennia of Huaxia history acquired, Fang Hao could understand these characters.

This... might not be an ordinary item.

Fang Hao had a hunch.

He had the feeling that the jar might be related to something.

"Why would this thing be here?"

Fang Hao wondered.

"Eh? Hao bro, you found this thing too?"

Just then, Xiao Pang Chen Sheng spoke up again from not far away.

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"What? You've seen it?" Fang Hao was somewhat surprised.

"Yeah, seen it. There's plenty of them around here; I've picked up several from the fish pond. Right, I have two more in the hut next to me. I'll bring them over for you to see."

Xiao Pang Chen Sheng then stood up, and as he jogged over, his whole body jiggled.

The group of viewers in the live stream were also drawn to this sudden turn of events.

"What's going on?"

"What did the host reel in?"

"Is it a pottery jar?"

They all felt surprised.

It was just a fishing pond, how could someone fish up something strange like that?

Their luck seemed really extraordinary.

Everyone was paying attention, wanting to see what the deal was with the pottery jar.

Soon, Xiao Pang Chen Sheng brought out two more jars from the hut beside the fish pond.

One was much larger than the one Fang Hao was holding, and the other was about the same size.

These two jars also had Seal script and special patterns on them.

Though weathered by time, the markings were still visible.

Clearly, these items were part of a set.

They all had the same style, the same script, and the same patterns.

That these things were found together naturally indicated there was an issue.

Otherwise, they wouldn't appear in groups like this.

To ordinary people, perhaps these pottery jars wouldn't matter.

Except for the unclear patterns and Seal script, the rest of the jars looked no different from ordinary ones.

Just regular items.

After seeing these items, most people wouldn't treat them as valuable.

However, in the hands of certain individuals, their value could differ greatly.

Fang Hao vaguely guessed.

Perhaps, there was a large tomb nearby.

Fang Hao looked around, but as he wasn't knowledgeable about geomancy and fengshui, he ended up looking in vain.

He could only turn his head to ask Chen Sheng, "Chen Sheng, you said that many people here have picked these up?"

"Yeah, plenty, nobody really wants them."

"Where did they pick them from?"

"All from around here; I mostly pick them from the fish pond," Chen Sheng's words immediately made Fang Hao realize something.

His gaze locked firmly onto the fish pond.

At the same time.

Some viewers in the live stream began to speculate.

"Could these pottery jars be burial objects?"

"Could it be that there's a large tomb under this fish pond?"

"Seeking the dragon to divide the gold, wrapping around the mountain, each wrap is a barrier..."