Chapter 22 Embarat

The divine operator looked at the dead wolf and slowly exhaled, turned to look at the disciples with sharp eyes. Everyone looked at each other in consternation. At this time, the disciple with a sharp knife came over with a smile, " Elder, I caught this little wolf behind the mountain. Now everyone is blessed."

The divine operator glanced at him, "Where did you catch it?"

"It's in the grass ahead in the direction of the valley. I saw that the little wolf grabbed the rock wall and seemed to fall down, so I took a hook and hooked it up and prepared to cook it for everyone to eat!" The disciple said while shaking the hook in his hand with a proud face.

"I don't know whether to live or die." The divine operator snorted coldly, left the stunned disciples and walked straight back to several elders. After discussing for a while, one of the elders shouted to the disciples, "Let's clean up and go on the road."

"Go!" The disciples dispersed.

"Go? What about the little wolf?" The disciple still didn't give up, went to the tree trunk to cut the rope tied to the wolf's body, stuffed the wolf into the cloth bag he carried with him, and then ran in the direction of the crowd.

Since Zhao Xuan has returned to the team safely, he can no longer delay the trip. After discussion, several elders decided to go overnight. First, they wanted to get to Fengyun Mountain quickly, and second, because an ignorant disciple in the team killed a little wolf to avoid revenge from the wolves. They did not dare to delay for a moment.

Over the mountain, there is a stream at the foot of the mountain. The stream is clear, and there are small fish swimming leisurely; there is a cobbled path by the stream that winds east along the stream and disappears in the lush forest at a distant corner.

"Let's rest here for a while! Eat something and continue to hurry on your way. The divine operator shouted to the crowd, and then found a shade to sit down.

Three or three disciples gathered together to eat the dry food brought with them.

Lu Ziling walked to a secret place, where the grass was higher than his head. She squatted down, lifted the water from the stream and sprinkled it on her face, then sat down, lifted her skirt to reveal her two white and tender calves and put them in the stream to enjoy the coolness.

Zhao Xuan ran to a banana tree, tore off a large piece and coiled it into a conical tube, ready to drink water. After a long time, he was really thirsty.

"Fat, there are a lot of fish over there!" Zhao Xuan pointed to the small fish swimming leisurely in the stream. The fish's body was only as long as its index finger and its thumb was as thick.

"Here it comes."

Niu Xiaopang took off his burden and ran over. He lifted his trousers and was about to go into the water.

"Be gentle, don't run away from the fish."

When it comes to catching fish, these two people are good at it! The fish in the river outside Niujia Village was caught by his brothers dozens of times a day.

There are few people in the deep mountains and old forests, and some places will not even pass by for several years. Therefore, the streams in these places are generally very clear and can be seen at a glance. Of course, it's not really to look to the end. Some positions of the stream are still very deep. It's just a feeling, but it also shows that the stream is clear.

Zhao Xuan and Niu Xiaopang stood alone, separated seven or eight meters apart, and began to catch fish.

Other disciples sat together under the big tree to enjoy the cool, but from this side, they looked disdainful and didn't believe that the two could catch fish at all. These new disciples despise Zhao Xuan and Niu Xiaopang very much. It goes without saying that Zhao Xuan, a little florist who is a messenger in Konglun Mountain, is humble, but that Niu Xiaopang, his father is the deputy master of Ziyunguan in Konglun Mountain, and his son is still so bad. It's really a shame that the progress of cultivation can't keep up with the disciples of the same class, but also have to come out to practice with the new disciples. However, Zhao Xuan and Niu Xiaopang have a good mentality. It doesn't matter what others think of them. The important thing is that Lu Ziling doesn't look down on them.

"Haha! "I caught it!" Niu Xiaopang grabbed a small fish in each hand and threw it to the ground. The little fish fluttered on the ground a few times and did not move.

Every time Niu Xiaopang put his hand into the water, he could catch a small fish, and soon there were more than a dozen fish on the ground.

At this time, several disciples came over curiously.

One of the disciples was so itchy that he wanted to scratch it himself, but as soon as his hand reached into the water, the fish ran away. The first time he caught the fish, he didn't give up. This time, he stretched out both hands at the same time to attack left and right, but because the action was too big, there was a splash of water. At another look, the fish had run away.

"Isn't that how you catch it?" Niu Xiaopang felt that the disciple was really stupid, and a sense of pride arose. Anyway, he was also a fish catcher! Another small fish swam in the water. He poked into the water with his left hand and then twisted a small fish. The small fish fluttered in his hand and was thrown to the ground.

Niu Xiaopang has gained experience because he caught too many fish, and now he is almost hit by one blow. However, compared with him, Zhao Xuan is not so lucky. It's not that he can't catch fish, but that there are no fish swimming in his position.

"Fat, let's change seats!" Zhao Xuan said with a sad face, looking left and right hoping to see the shadow of the fish, even if it was good, but he couldn't see it.

The number of fish in the stream is very small. In a clear stream, there are only a dozen small fish swarms swimming in the direction of the stream. Because Niu Xiaopang stood upstream, and Zhao Xuan was downstream, more than a dozen small fish that occasionally appeared were caught by Niu Xiaopang, and Zhao Xuan didn't even catch the fish bones.

Niu Xiaopang ignored Zhao Xuan and was completely immersed in the fun of catching fish.

Zhao Xuan couldn't catch the fish at all. He slowly walked back to his disciple's side and suddenly felt that his lower body was tight. He quickly got into the grass next to him for convenience.

Behind the grass, water dripping on the stone makes a click.

"Ah! It suffoed me to death."

The voice stopped, and Zhao Xuan shivered and turned around to put on his trousers. At this time, a graceful figure came and walked gently. The next second, the two were stunned at the same time.

"Bad hooligan, you, you..." Lu Ziling's little face turned red and covered her face and shouted.

"Ah!" Zhao Xuan quickly put on his trousers and sweated on his back. "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to see it. Oh, no, I didn't mean to show it to you, my God! What am I talking about?" Zhao Xuan spoke a little incoherently. If there is a crack now, he will get in immediately.

Lu Ziling covered her eyes and ran away from her side, went back to her disciple, leaving Zhao Xuan in place.