Chapter 4 Fishing for the First Time

After a few minutes.

The fishing boat fell on the sea, splashing a piece of water.

For the first time, everyone raised the rod and cast it. It was hard to imagine that the hook would fly hundreds of meters away, and there was no reel. How could it be cast so far? Won't the line tie?

You don't need a float for sea fishing, but you can really have a line of several hundred meters without a fishing reel? Han Fei glanced at the fishing rod in his hand. The length of the line was only two or three meters. How did he throw it out at a distance of 100 meters?

Han Fei asked in his head, everyone's eyes were closed, and a faint radiance came from their hands, a bit like the spiritual energy during cultivation.

I saw that everyone's fishing line was actually being recycled slightly, and then Han Fei's miraculous scene, that fishing line can be long or short, what is this special line?

Han Fei had the answer in his mind, is this the so-called control line with aura? But to do this in memory, but it is a thing that consumes aura.

"Well, everyone, I have a good idea. Can we drive the fishing boat and fish at the same time? It should be more tempting."

"Do not talk."

The middle-aged uncle suddenly opened his eyes and scolded: "This is just an ordinary fishing boat, and the aura is limited. We have to keep our aura for fishing. According to what you said, once our aura is exhausted, we can only wait for others to come to the rescue. "

Han Fei smiled awkwardly. After all, this is not the earth. He doesn't understand many things and cannot rely on memory alone. He originally wanted to have a relationship with these people, but it seems that there is no hope.

However, Han Fei was not worried. The teenagers in his memory could catch three or four hundred catties of fish every day, which showed that there were a lot of fish in this sea area. For example, the two-meter-long green turtle, I am afraid that one is enough for the fish tax.

Han Fei threw the hook, and used it to suck the milk well, and he threw it less than 20 meters away.

"what?"

In the past, there were lead sinkers on fishing rods, but now there is only one fishing line and one bait. You have to use spiritual energy to control the distance. This thing is a bit difficult!

Han Fei quickly glanced back and found that no one was paying attention, so Han Fei began to pretend to fish.

His technique is very skilled, pulling, releasing, shaking...

"I swayed to the left..."

"I shake to the right..."

Han Fei muttered silently in his heart, but saw a boatload of people gasping.

Someone said, "That boy, are you stupid? You're out of bait."

Han Fei: "???"

Han Fei didn't believe it, do you understand this skill? And there is no obvious bite, how could my bait be gone?

The middle-aged uncle: "Pull it up! The green worm is the most immobile bug, so the green worm moves, so the fish will not touch your hook."

Han Fei: "Huh?"

The teenager who mocked Han Fei before sneered: "Ah what! Your worm will definitely be eaten by the little white shrimp."

Reeling the line is a matter of knowledge, and when everyone watched Han Fei half-pull, half-pull, half-aura to take up the line, they were all speechless. Someone couldn't help but say: "How did you grow up to now, kid? Use your spiritual energy, you suck!"

Han Fei: "???"

I used it, but it won't move!

Middle-aged uncle: "Feel the spiritual energy, fall on the fishing line, and pull the fishing line."

Han Fei blushed slightly. According to what others said, he felt his spiritual energy. When the spiritual energy was attached to the fishing rod and fishing line, he suddenly looked surprised, and there was an obscure force.

"I'm going, can I still use it like this?"

Han Fei's spirit was shaken, his hand flashed with aura, only to hear a "huh", the fish hook broke out in an instant, and this did not stop, only to see the fish hook land on the other end of the boat with a "poof". On the ass of a boy the size of himself.

"what!"

Han Fei was immediately tight on the chrysanthemum, and the other people turned to their sides one after another. Where does it take so much effort to reel in?

"Han Fei, you are courting death..."

Han Fei: "I didn't do it on purpose, don't move, I'll unplug it..."

"puff……"

I saw the fish hook fly back from the boy's butt again with a "swoosh", everyone lowered their heads quickly, and Han Fei buried his head.

I saw a large piece of fabric torn apart on the boy's butt, and a small stream of blood rushed out.

Han Fei: "That's what, I'm sorry, the intensity is not well controlled."

"Han Fei, I'm going to kill you."

The teenager covered his butt, tears were about to fall, don't bring this! I just want to fish quietly, who am I provoking? What do you mean by throwing your fish hook on my ass instead of throwing it in the water?

Several other people on the boat looked at Han Fei with vigilant expressions. Could it be that this kid was terrified by falling into the water yesterday? Why can't you even do basic fishing?

Seeing that the young man was about to rush over, Han Fei hurriedly raised the fishing rod, which scared the young man to stop quickly. He doubted that Han Fei would throw the hook again.

Someone hurriedly scolded: "Han Fei, fish well, and if we make trouble again, we will call the supervision team to take you away."

Han Fei smiled awkwardly: "Ai ai ai..."

The matter subsided for the time being, and although the boy was angry, he didn't really come to find fault.

And Han Fei's face was very green, and the green worm was indeed gone. He said in his heart that Lao Tzu's more than ten years of fishing experience are useless here? What the hell is this! Can't even pull the hook up, catching a gourd egg?

So, Han Fei settled down and learned to sit there without the hook, just like everyone else.

But this fishing method has no skill at all! About half an hour passed, and just when Han Fei was impatiently thinking about asking about skills, someone suddenly stood up and let out a muffled groan from his throat.

Immediately, Han Fei saw the man make a very strange posture, the spiritual energy surged in his hand, and the fishing rod and silk thread were instantly covered with a faint brilliance.

"Get me up..."

"Boom..."

Han Fei's eyes widened. Is it that simple?

Not only Han Fei, he found that others seemed to be the same as him, a little envious.

The man immediately laughed and said, "Everyone, luckily today, I caught a large yellow croaker so quickly."

Someone congratulated: "Ha! Old Chen, your fishing skills are getting more and more mellow! This big yellow croaker must weigh a hundred pounds, right?"

Old Chen weighed it with his hands and smiled slightly: "It must be 120 pounds."

Large yellow croaker is a non-aggressive fish, and naturally does not have the ability to fight like blue turtle and saury, so the price is not high. It is one of the cheapest foods on Hanging Island. Like sea mussels, it is equivalent to a daily fixed meal.

Seeing that everyone was pulling back, Han Fei also quickly pulled back. This is because the fishing movement of this person is too great, and the fish struggles underwater for too long, but any fish who are more vigilant will be startled and run away. Unless you reach the realm of a fisherman, the fisherman's realm is basically in this mode of catching a fish and changing a place.

Changed the ground, and everyone threw the hook again.

This time, after only a quarter of an hour, there was movement from the middle-aged uncle. Unlike the old Chen just now, I heard the middle-aged uncle shout "Get up" violently.

Someone quickly responded: "It's a blue turtle."

Han Fei's eyes lit up, and it was a green turtle again. Yesterday, the "Crab King Scissors" by the fisherman Wang Jie made him fascinated for a long time.

I saw the blue veins burst out of the middle-aged uncle's hand, and the fishing line was pulled quickly. The middle-aged uncle held the rod with both hands and used the strength of his shoulders to pull hard, and immediately a big fish several meters long was thrown over.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The flying stones turned into the sky, and everyone hid in the corner of their fishing position, only Han Fei showed his head. But I saw that middle-aged man, his hands were shining, he clapped his hands continuously, and air waves spurted out, and finally the stones collapsed and flew, and finally he slapped the fish.

Han Fei's first thought was that he was really just a fisherman, far worse than a fisherman! Yesterday, the fisherman Wang Jie just punched, and there was a phantom of the crab, but this uncle just made a light.

With a "pop", the one-meter-long green turtle landed on the deck, slapped its tail a few times at random, and seemed to be knocked unconscious.

This time, Han Fei saw it very clearly. Except for the head, the back and body of the blue turtle had blue-yellow scales like stones, which reflected a light blue brilliance under the sunlight.

【Name】Blue turtle

【Level】Level 5

【Quality】Ordinary

[Contains Aura] 12:00

[Eating effect] Long-term consumption can improve human strength

【absorbable】

Han Fei underlined, the aura of three sea mussels is worth a blue turtle? It can be seen that this big guy has no advantages other than thick skin and rough flesh!

For a time, everyone exclaimed.

"Da Niu, this... this has to weigh 200 pounds."

"Uncle Niu, amazing!"

"Old Niu, have you reached the Fisherman's High Grade?"

The middle-aged uncle smiled naively: "I just broke through to the fisherman's high grade a few days ago."

Immediately, the sound of joy continued.

Especially the old Chen just now grabbed the middle-aged uncle's arm and asked, "I've been stuck in the sixth-level fisherman for a long time, do you have any experience?"

Middle-aged uncle: "I'm also surprised. I just can eat very well. I didn't know why the day before yesterday, but I suddenly broke through."

Hearing this, Lao Chen immediately sighed, he is getting old, I am afraid that the high-quality fisherman in this life will be hopeless!

Han Fei straightened his ears. It turned out that this was a high-quality fisherman, but when he heard that this old Chen had been stuck as a sixth-level fisherman for half his life, he couldn't help smacking his tongue, is it so difficult to cultivate?

Forget it, as the saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. When I raise the level of the exercises and the level of the spiritual veins, I will crush you.

The middle-aged uncle caught a large blue turtle, and everyone changed places again.

One after another, most of the time passed, and among the eight people, except for the boy who was about his own age, who had not completed the task, everyone else had completed it.

The setting sun was half-hanging, and everyone even took out some sea melon seeds and started to eat melon seeds, chatting with each other.

Suddenly, the young man shouted: "I caught it, I caught it..."

Han Fei looked over with a dark face. Everyone in Te Miao had completed the task. After sitting here for a day, he used half a box of bait, and even a small fish the size of a slap had never been hooked.

Just as Han Fei was laughing at himself, an old fisherman shouted that something was wrong.

Old Chen's eyes are cracked: "Quick, kid, let go, this can't be fished."

The face of the middle-aged man changed greatly: "This is not a fish, this is a tentacled shrimp caught."

Han Fei was startled, tentacle shrimp, the one that Tang Ge caught?