Chapter 1292 What is the most important thing about fishing

Mo Zigui covered his face, extremely shocked.

First, someone actually dared to slap himself in the face; second, someone actually managed to slap himself in the face.

Mo Zigui raised his sword to protect himself: "Who the hell are you!?"

The fisherman was about to speak.

Lu Chengwen said angrily, "An innocent old man was fishing and was about to take the bait when he was hit on the head by a jerk, scaring the fish away, ruining his mood, disturbing his peace, and hurting his scalp. And you are ignoring, humiliating, and mocking him!"

Mo Zigui pointed at Lu Chengwen and said, "I didn't ask you! Shut up!"

"it is good!"

Lu Chengwen said: "Big Brother, Little Brother, Little Monkey, let's go."

The fisherman said angrily: "No one is allowed to leave until the matter is made clear!"

Liu Bo pointed at Lu Chengwen and said, "Senior, I saw it clearly. It was Lu Chengwen who threw it! It was definitely him!"

Cai Tou also said: "Senior! I remember now! It was Lu Chengwen, he was the one who threw the stone!"

The fisherman looked at Lu Chengwen with an expressionless face.

Lu Chengwen looked at the fisherman without saying anything.

Time stood still for several seconds, and Liu Bo came over: "Senior, it's him, hit him!"

The fisherman slapped Liu Bo hard in the face, sending him flying far away.

Lu Chengwen pulled Diao Weng aside and said, "You're going to beat up Yao Lao's disciple too?"

"I didn't know he was the disciple of the old medicine jar."

"You don't know him!?"

"How can I beat him up if I know him? Are you stupid?"

Lu Chengwen thought for a moment and said, "Oh... I see."

Then he felt something was wrong: "Why doesn't he recognize you? You carried him around for a long time."

The fisherman was extremely depressed: "Do you think the Black Death Art can be used casually? At his level, it is normal for him to have memory loss after using the Black Death Art. Besides, don't you know how you scared him last time?"

Lu Chengwen: "What should we do next?"

"What should I do? Salad!"

A group of people just watched Lu Chengwen and the fisherman chirping crickets for a long time.

Mo Zigui had a hidden weapon in his hand and took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to shoot it directly at the fishing line.

The fisherman didn't even make a move, but with a burst of internal force, the hidden weapon deviated from its trajectory and flew away.

The fisherman turned around and said, "Boy, you want to save people? You haven't explained the matter of the stone clearly yet!"

Mo Zigui was furious: "You can use your inner strength to deflect my hidden weapon, but you can't dodge such a big rock!?"

The fisherman said, "I get angry just talking about this! Do you know what is the most important thing when fishing?"

Mo Zigui's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to slap that old Deng to death.

Liu Bo quickly said: "I know, I know!"

"you say!"

“钓鱼，最重要的是得给老朋友面子，比如我有个朋友，他的徒孙儿落我手里了，我就不能揍他，还要呵护他、爱护他、保护他、照顾他……”

The fisherman slapped him in the face and said, "Get lost! If that old medicine pot meets my apprentice, I'll probably give him two more kicks!"

Zhao Ritian suddenly realized and raised one hand: "I know, I know! Me, me, me!"

Long Aotian shook his head and sneered, thinking to himself: Idiot, wait for your beating.

The fisherman pointed at Long Aotian and said, "You say!"

"Um!?"

"Senior, I didn't say anything."

"I'll let you speak now. Tell me, what is the most important thing about fishing?"

"Is it...focus?"

The fisherman slapped his mouth: "Isn't this nonsense? Why don't you concentrate on what you are doing!?"

Long Aotian covered his face and stepped back.

Zhao Ritian still raised his hand, very excited: "I know, senior, I know! I, I, I!"

The fisherman pointed at the cabbage and said, "Tell me, what's the important thing about fishing?"

Cai Tou was hung in the air by the fishing line, his arms were bleeding, and he said with difficulty:

"Is it...luck?"

The fisherman slapped the fish and the turnips floated in the air.

"What the hell is this?! What can you do without luck?!"

Zhao Ritian started jumping on the spot: "Senior! Me! Me, me, me! I know! Choose me, choose me, choose me!"

"Tell me, what is the most important thing?"

Zhao Ritian put down his hands, adjusted his expression, and smiled, as if in spring breeze: "The most important part is eating the fish. Steaming is best, and it is served with a saucepan of oil. When you dip it in oil, oh..."

Zhao Ritian closed his eyes in ecstasy, as if he had already eaten it.

Everyone behind was shaking their heads.

The fisherman looked at him and said, "My son, open your eyes."

As soon as Zhao Ritian opened his eyes, he saw a big slap coming towards him, blocking his vision.

After a round of beatings, the fisherman was furious: "What a bunch of rubbish! They don't even know the most important thing about fishing."

Mo Zigui was not convinced!

He pointed at Lu Chengwen with a dark face and said, "Why don't you ask him, senior?"

"he?"

"Yes. He is the smartest one among us. He must know."

Lu Chengwen angrily said, "Mo Zigui! Stop slandering me. The smartest person here is obviously my senior brother Long Aotian!"

Long Aotian quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, Cheng Wen, Cheng Wen, what am I saying... I'm not smart today."

Zhao Ritian also said: "Are you crazy!? He is the smartest!? He is not smart at all! Am I not better than him?"

Long Aotian clapped his hands and said, "That's right. Please answer again, what is the most important thing about fishing?"

Zhao Ritian was stunned: "Uh... I think my brain was damaged just now..."

The fisherman pointed at Lu Chengwen and said, "What do you think is the most important thing about fishing?"

Lu Chengwen looked around and suddenly stomped his feet:

"Senior, I don't know what is the most important thing about fishing! But I feel deeply saddened to see that you were fishing well and your mood was ruined by a stone!"

Lu Chengwen's voice choked with sobs: "I just feel sad for you, Senior!"

The fisherman nodded: "What a sensible child!"

Mo Zigui's face almost turned green: "Senior, you... He didn't even answer, he was just being sentimental! He was fooling you!"

The fisherman looked at him and said, "I'm happy!"

Mo Zigui said gloomily, "Senior, I am a disciple of the Mo family, and my name is Mo Zigui. Senior has great means, and I believe you are also a well-known hermit master in the martial arts world. Maybe you have some connection with my elders. Today, please give me a favor and let me rescue my two brothers and discipline them strictly when I go back. If you are interested, you can also visit the Mo family. I promise that the Mo family will treat you as a guest of honor and will not be careless."

The fisherman was stunned: "Mozi's rules?"

"It's down!"

Lu Chengwen pouted and said, "Wow, it's the Mo family!"

Long Aotian said: "So majestic! No one can afford to offend him!"

Zhao Ritian poked his head in and asked, "Is the senior worthy of provoking me?"

Lu Chengwen said, "You're not the smartest, right? Why are you saying this? Isn't it better to give your seniors a way out?"

Long Aotian said: "They moved out of the Mo family and acted so politely. They just wanted to use their reputation to suppress the old senior. Can't you hear it?"

Zhao Ritian looked at Mo Zigui and said, "You are not particular! You can't beat them yourself, so you say your family is powerful, right?!"

Mo Zigui narrowed his eyes, looked at Lu Chengwen and the other two, and clenched his fists again.