Quickly wear it for you

Chapter 257 The Son of Luck's Sister ([-])
"Junior brother, how are you, little junior brother?"

After the female cultivator entered the cave, the corners of Feng Yu's eyes twitched at the sudden exclamation. Is this female cultivator a bit out of her mind, shouting in such a small cave, what exactly is she trying to do?
I hope her little junior brother has not been yelled at, but this little junior brother is really curious.

With such a strong luck, I don't know how much burden this rule will put on him.

Feng Yu didn't follow into the cave, but soon saw the nun's junior brother.

"Junior Brother, wake up, Junior Brother, it's all their fault. If I could bring you back to cook for you earlier, I wouldn't let you be like this..."

The female cultivator seems to really care about her little junior brother, but if that's the case, why not just catch a fish here?
Although there won't be any big fish jumping out of the river, even if she is only in the early stage of Qi refining, she won't be able to see if there are any large fish, right?
"Senior Sister..."

The weak voice meant that the young man had woken up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the anxious look of the female cultivator. The young man's eyes were somewhat gloomy. If he hadn't been plotted against, how could he have hurt the senior sister.

"Little brother, senior sister didn't buy any fish..."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if there are no fish."

The frustrated tone of the female cultivator made the young man a little sad. Sure enough, he has caused the senior sister, otherwise, as the senior sister, she must still be immersed in cultivation and not care about world affairs.

'Young man, it's still early for your suffering, take your time! '

After Feng Yu saw the boy's appearance, her original interest decreased a bit, and now she probably guessed why Zhang Nianyao was so miserable!

The boy is only ten years old now, and he has been in Xiuxian Zongmen for four years, and his name is Zhang Mohan.

This Zhang Mohan is Zhang Nianyao's cousin, but this cousin really cares about his younger sister. When he was about to be taken away by the sect when he was six years old, he kept telling his parents to take good care of his younger sister.

Looking at it now, because he cared about his sister, Zhang Nianyao was doomed to live in misery all his life.

But Zhang Mohan doesn't seem to be to blame for these things. After all, under the rules, even a child of luck is just the most important pawn...

"Senior sister, there should be fish in this water..."

Zhang Mohan finally couldn't help pointing to the river amidst all kinds of cries from his senior sister.

He just said that he wanted to eat fish because he was too weak and thought he was going to die, but he never thought that it would cause so much trouble.

But from what he heard, the fishmonger was really too much, he couldn't really be a demon cultivator as the senior sister said, right?
"Is there any fish here? Then how to catch fish?"

The female cultivator's name is Qingye, she is the daughter of Master Zhang Mohan, and she is also the eldest lady in their sect who was raised by her since she was a child. She doesn't know how to do it, let alone catch fish, even if she catches it.

But from Zhang Mohan's point of view, it is extremely touching that the senior sister can work so hard for him.

"Senior sister, help me cut some rattan."

Zhang Mohan sighed helplessly, it was really embarrassing for the senior sister, but catching fish is really simple, he would often take his sister to the river, weave a small basket out of wicker, as long as he has enough patience, he can catch fish in the small river. Catch a few fish and go home, and mother will make a delicious fish soup...

"You wait, senior sister, go now!"

There are no willows here, but some very tough vines.

Qingye drew out his long sword, chopped off a dozen pieces, handed them over to Zhang Mohan, and waited for what he would do next.

Although he was seriously injured, it wasn't too difficult for Zhang Mohan to weave a basket. Although he took a break halfway, he finally finished weaving a slightly out-of-shape rattan basket.

"Little brother is amazing, how did you do it?"

Qingye just watched Zhang Mohan break the rattan in his hand, and it was really miraculous that he could make such a thing!

"I learned it from my father when I was young. I used to take my younger sister out to play when I was at home. If I wanted to eat fish, I would make one by the river, and then I would take two fish home and ask my mother to cook it for us..."

It has been four years since he left home, Zhang Mohan is really homesick, especially now, the pain and powerlessness all over his body make him want to go back to his relatives, to get the care of his mother, the care of his father, and the sweetness of his sister. sweet brother...

"How do I use this?"

Seeing Zhang Mohan missing his family, Qingye felt a little unhappy, she took care of his junior so much, why should he think about those family members who might never see him in this life?

"Put them in the water, put them in when you see fish swimming, and lift them up"

Zhang Mohan instructed Aoba how to do it, but although he said it lightly, it was actually not that simple to operate.

When he was at home back then, taking his younger sister to catch fish was only able to catch two or three small fish in half a day. Occasionally, he could catch a little big fish, but it all took time and patience.

For Aoba, what she lacks the most is patience.

The rattan basket was thrown into the water, the original calm of the fish in the water was broken, and the swimming speed increased, but none of them would actively swim into the basket.

"These fish are so annoying, why don't they get into the basket by themselves!"

Qingye kept shaking the cane, trying to let the fish get in, but every time she was in front of the fish, but she would still be bypassed, which made her feel more and more irritable, and she couldn't accept this.

"Senior sister, don't worry, fish will get in if you don't move."

The vines were shaken like twists, Zhang Mohan felt that even if the fish were blind, they would not swim near the basket, but the senior sister has never done this, so don't be surprised if you don't understand.

"How about I go down and catch it?"

Qingye put the rattan tied with the basket on the bank, since she doesn't know how to use the basket, then it should be possible to go into the water, right?
It’s just that the water looks quite deep. I don’t know if there will be any other troubles in it, and the clothes will be wet after entering the water. If I knew it, I wouldn’t be lazy.

"No, senior sister doesn't need to be so anxious, my injury will recover slowly, and it doesn't matter if I don't eat this fish."

Let the senior sister go into the water?
Zhang Mohan knew it was impossible after thinking about it. If there were any accidents, there would really be no way out.

"No! I must let you eat fish today, those guys bully people, I can't even take away a fish!"

The more she is not allowed to go down, the more blocked Qingye's heart is, why is she so unhappy today.

The fish sellers, the fish buyers, and even the fish in the water all have to embarrass her, it's so irritating!

Walking to the river again, Aoba raised her foot and wanted to jump, but after she raised her foot, she felt that her eyes were dark and she fell into a coma.

"Sister!"

Zhang Mohan originally wanted to stop it, but he struggled to stand up now, but he didn't want to let the senior sister go into the water, but he couldn't accept that the senior sister was knocked unconscious and thrown by the river.

(End of this chapter)