The fisherman is a magical existence.

"It is said that the older you get, the more you will fall in love with this project."

One person was tall by the river. Chen Tang held the fishing rod with his left hand, yawned with his right hand, and his legs spread apart. All the gravity was lying on the back of the bamboo stool, and his posture was extremely close to Ge You. His bright almond eyes were now sleepy and half-opened, and he was listless.

She turned her head to look at Cui Mi on the left.

Turning his head and looking at Qi Cang on the right.

Chen Tang does like fishing, but it doesn't mean she can stay for three nights in a row in the river and squat in the grass to feed mosquitoes. In addition to the relatively friendly creatures like mosquitoes, there are also water snakes, toads and ticks appearing by the river. The existing medical technology cannot save tick infections, and it is terrible to be bitten by a poisonous snake. As she said that, she yawned again.

Qi Cang focused and stared at the dark water surface.

He did not forget to distract himself from her words: "It's nonsense!"

"There is also some reason. Fishermen are just nights and nights when fishing. They don't go out until dawn, and they don't go home until dawn, and they don't get tired of fish. In addition to the ones they really love, they are older people who are increasingly unable to take advantage of their partners, or older singles. If they don't order anything, it's not good to do something at night, and they can't catch a fish after squatting here for three nights?"

She was only short of calling out Qi Cang's name.

I don’t know what Qi Cang was doing, but these days he came to Chen Tang, which gave people a vague feeling that he was worried that he would not be able to catch up with the heat when eating shit. Chen Tang remained silent and countered the moves when he saw a move. Unexpectedly, Qi Cang openly sucked fishing and went out to fish at night.

The equipment is quite complete, but unfortunately I didn't catch fish.

Every time he returns empty-handed, this old Deng will be angry and slapped out his might and slapped dozens of unlucky fishes away, picking up and taking the largest ones, carrying the fish basket back to the camp. It is very consistent with Chen Tang's stereotype of some anglers.

Qi Cang sneered, Chen Tang's ridicule was not lethal at all: "I am an elderly widower. You are an older single person in your twenties who is still waiting to be a boudoir. You can't find someone to go through the bed at night, so why don't you come to fish at night?"

Chen Tang: "..."

She rolled her eyes and was about to roll her head to the sky spirit cover, and she had to remind Qi Cang again: "It's been three days now, have you caught it?"

Why do you have to call her to fish at night together every time?

Are they familiar with each other?

This old guy Qi Cang is monitoring himself.

"I have an old friend who likes to fish with straight bait the most, and he can catch a fish basket every time. I don't believe that I have made a nest and used good bait to catch fish." Fighting for strength is engraved in the bones of a brave warrior, and old guys like Qi Cang are even more so, and they have to compete with others for a high or low point.

Chen Tang sighed: "Do you believe that your old friend Jiang Taigong is reincarnated, or do you believe that I am Qin Shihuang resurrected? The fisherman is also divided into grades. Your old friend can fish directly, either he cheated, or the fish he caught is too stupid."

Qi Cang ignored Chen Tang's slutty and slutty.

Watching fun, you naturally have to choose the best stands to enjoy it. He deliberately invited Chen Tang to fish for three consecutive days, because he wanted to know when the county magistrate Zhongli could calm down. After comparing, who could sit on the Diaoyutai firmly!

He took out the bait as big as his fist and continued to make the nest.

Chen Tang first watched him do useless work quietly, and then sarcastically poured cold water on the side: "There is a saying that I don't know whether to say it or not, so I will say it-the fish, shrimp and crabs in this river are probably not short of food and grass, and the last wave of gifts of nature has not been digested."

The upstream warlords added fuel to the water source of the middle-stream enemies. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the river were still rich, and the relief food of the fishing immortal was not that attractive. Qi Cang responded as usual to her mental attack, not listening!

Chen Tang and Qi Cang both have martial arts protection, so naturally they are not afraid of anything. Although Cui Mi is not an ordinary person, his control is not so refined yet. He has a more mosquito-causing constitution and has suffered serious crimes these days. When he approached the second half of the night, his strong sleepiness made his eyelids, his consciousness was dizzy, and his head was little by little.

"Ah——" Cui Mi's head was a little heavier, and the strong sense of weightlessness made his sleepy dissipate for a moment. He rubbed his eyes and was extremely sleepy. "Why is the fog on the river surface so big today?"

He remembered that not long after the night was over, there was a bright moon shadow on the river surface, but now it was white and it was completely unaware of it three or four feet away. Cui Mi looked up at the sky covered by heavy clouds, and a little chill suddenly came from her eyebrows.

Cui Mi raised her hand to touch it.

A little cold liquid was touched by the fingertips.

"Is it going to rain?"

At first, there were only a few sparse drops of rain, but in just a cup of tea, it turned into drizzle. The fog on the river surface not only did not dissipate, but became more and more intense. The visibility was shortened from three to four zhang to more than two zhang, which was obviously abnormal.

Qi Cang sat with a big golden sword, looking down on the world with his posture as if he was holding a fishing rod, but a sharp blade that could kill people. His eyes fell in the direction of the river, as if he could pass through the thick fog and see the ripples on the river. He seemed to say inadvertently: "This weather is a pity that it is not for night attacks."

Chen Tang didn't talk to him.

Qi Cang refused to let go: "Don't the governor of Zhongli feel?"

Chen Tang finally gave a little reaction: "General Qi seems to want the enemy troops to come over? If they come over at this time, not everyone knows that the general misses his duties again?"

Qi Cang smiled but said nothing.

His butt had no intention of leaving Pony Stories.

The place where they fished was in the upper reaches of the other side of the Allied Camp. The view here was wide and there was no need to spend much effort to see the situation of the camp. At the same time, this place was also a place where Allied scouts were on guard against the guards to prevent the spies from crossing the border. If there was any situation in the camp, they could rush back as soon as possible...

None of the above is why Qi Cang chose to fish here.

The real reason is that this water area is not polluted much.

The fish I got were not too much of a psychological shadow when I ate it.

Cui Mi said: "It's strange, why is there no movement in the camp?"

The thick fog obstructs the field of vision but does not affect hearing. Cui Mi listens carefully and does not hear any abnormal movements from the other side. The Allies are not a good meal, so it is impossible that they have no qualities at all, right?

Qi Cang meaningfully: "It's the problem with this fog."

It does have something to do with fog.

The place Chentang is extremely foggy and has very low visibility. The area of ​​Yingzhai is slightly different. The concentration is not rising at once but progressing step by step. Now it is the time when the human body is most tired and the spirit is least likely to concentrate, and the perception of the outside world is slow.

The Allies sent people to dispel the fog as usual.

The dispersion work went very smoothly.

Another safe night.

Some civil servants even complained: "It's just a little ordinary mist, and we have to mobilize all our troops to work hard."

This season is now easy to fog.

Others can go to bed normally, but they have to work hard every day, and even those who are so stubborn cannot withstand this trouble.

"Isn't this worrying about the enemy's sneak attack?"

The colleague's eyes were also blue, but he was cautious and timid, and he would not say anything dissatisfied, for fear that someone would take the handle. Obviously, the other person didn't think so, and even sneered: "Sneak attack? How did they do a sneak attack?"

I don’t even look at the terrain of the army.

A sneak attack is almost impossible, and it will appear in seconds.

Indeed, the stationing position of the Dragon Slaying Bureau Plus this time is very exquisite, with persistence in all directions, and with natural barriers, the enemy's sneak attacks are easily exposed. The two of them have their own thoughts to return to the camp, responding that they have to pass through an area where rocks are piled up on the way.

After passing this place, it is the outpost.

"Hey, why is the fog getting heavy again?"

It's indeed stronger than just now.

After not sleeping well for so long, the civil servant was so irritable that he was a little out of control: "Day day by day, it's really endless..."

Tighten the reins and prepare to turn back.

Through the hazy mist, he saw the shadow where the boulder was suddenly "melt", extending a strange object, shooting towards his colleague's eyes. He felt a sudden shock and immediately wanted to remind him, and at the same time he wanted to use the Spirit of Word to protect himself.

What awaited him was a slight coolness coming from his neck.

puff--

Blood spurted out from the gap.

The colleagues after the mist also took off their horses.

The dozen martial soldiers who accompanied him also planted green onions, and they didn't even have time to resist, and they fell to the ground one after another. The bodies were quickly covered up by heavy fog, and the murderous intent lurking in the stones was also covered up!

The Allied outpost reported strange fog immediately.

The rain is so heavy that I need to wear a straw hat and a straw raincoat.

The rapid raindrops slapped the camp tent, and the movement woke up the king of Qi, who had just fallen asleep. She listened carefully to the movement outside the tent, put on her clothes and walked out of the camp tent. Seeing that the fog outside the tent was so thick that it was so heavy that it could not see her five fingers, her face suddenly turned serious: "Tell me the orders of the orphans, and the three armies were vigilant."

All forces in the Allied Forces were alarmed.

result--

Qi Cang waited on the other side for half an hour but didn't see the excitement. He mocked: "Soldiers are very fast, tsk tsk tsk, I don't know what the enemy is doing. The movement is so big and the movement is so slow. The Allies are on guard now, so can they successfully attack?"

If you dare to attack, you will have to pay the price.

Yu Guang caught Chen Tang yawning again, which made him angry.

Qi Cang augmented his voice: "Marquis of Zhongli!"

Chen Tang said helplessly: "I am not the worm in the belly of the people in Kang Guo. How do I know what they want to do? Besides, this may not be a sign of the enemy's night attack. Maybe it's an ordinary fog with no enemies at all."

Qi Cang seemed to have no expression on his face, but kept laughing in his heart.

It seems to be saying-

Install, continue to install!

Chen Tang's response was still rolling his eyes.

Qi Cang finally put down his fishing rod, stood by the river with his hands on his chest and looked at the opposite side: "The center of this fog is on the river... The Allied people are not all wine bags, they should find this."

The enemy is very likely to attack by water.

Chen Tang pretended to be stupid: "I didn't see the ship either."

Qi Cang said: "Who is relying on warships when attacking and fighting in the water?"
To be continued...