Fish swimming around the world

The ninth day of September is extremely sunny.

There is something going on in the world, something big.

Five thunders fell from the sky on the Canglan River, and the empress of the Western Qin Dynasty disappeared mysteriously!

There is a large river in the northwest called Canglan, which runs through Qin and Wei, and flows into the sea for eight thousand miles, ranking among the top three rivers in the world.

On this day, five world-shaking thunderbolts connected the sky and the earth and blasted straight into the Qingfeng Gorge of the Canglan River. The mighty river stopped flowing for ten miles and ten peaks collapsed. It was suspected to be the wrath of heaven and shocked the world.

There is a powerful country in the northwest called Qin, one of the five overlords of the Warring States Period, with heavy armor and cavalry that threatens the world. Today, the empress of the Qin Dynasty rules the country with iron and blood methods.

On this day, the empress of Qin disappeared mysteriously, causing chaos in the government and the public, and the whole world was in an uproar. The Empress Dowager personally visited the court and appointed Gao Qi as the general of the country, leading the regent and frightening the temple and the country.

And on the same day...

A young man in a raincoat, shaped like a drowned chicken, with a broken bamboo hat and disheveled long hair, stood by the river pointing at the sky and cursing the earth.

"Grandma, what the hell! Didn't I just catch a golden carp and not release it? As for that? Huh? Oh my god, are you really sick? Why do I have a grudge against you? This is the second best thing. Damn it, I've been hit here, what else do you want?"

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After spitting wildly, the young man fell down with a sigh: "It's over, the fishing boat is gone, I'm the one who eats..."

The young man looked depressed, muttered a few words, and finally got up and looked around, ready to look for any fish that had been killed by the thunder. After all, dinner still had to be done.

"God still has some conscience." After picking up seven or eight large fish that must have been blown ashore by thunder, the boy quickly forgot about the worries of being hacked and became happy.

However, at this moment, the young man was surprised to find a white dress swaying with the water among the gravel on the river bank.

"Is there anyone?"

The young man walked quickly and saw a woman lying on her back on the gravel, her eyes closed tightly, as if she was fainting.

Upon closer inspection, one can't help but be amazed. This woman is only twenty-five or six years old. Although her clothes are ragged and her hair is messy, her appearance is astonishing.

It's just that the pair of eyebrows are shaped like slender swords, flying diagonally into the temples, looking extremely strong.

A person who fell into the water? The young man tested his nose, but fortunately he was still breathing.

In the spirit of sympathy for those who fell into the water, the young man carried the woman on his back, carried the fish in one hand, and walked along the river bank.

"I am a young man who fishes and hunts. I don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals. I have no desires or demands in my heart. I am at ease in the world..."

After walking for about half an hour humming a little tune, he saw a hut under the mountains ahead, and a dog with messy fur was barking happily and running towards him. The young man grinned, showing his white teeth.

"A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own straw nest. Come home..."

Smoke soon rose from the hut. With quick hands and feet, the young man removed the gills, scaled, gutted, and cleaned the eight big fish. In a short time, they were all cleaned up.

Spread salt on the seven fish and hang them up, ready to be dried and stored. Finally, he picked up a big grass carp weighing more than six kilograms. The young man looked at it with one hand on his hip with satisfaction: "Okay, it's just you, today's dinner. Hmm... what's the fish stew called... back home?"

"I'm sorry, how's the harvest today? I'm going to starve to death!"

Turning around, he saw a thin, wretched-looking old man in sackcloth carrying a basket on his back, pushing open the firewood door and walking into the yard.

"Old guy, you know how to eat all day long. Didn't you go collecting herbs? You collect herbs every day, but you haven't found anything valuable."

The young man scolded, but his hands did not stop. He opened the lid of the pot and flipped the big fish. The rich aroma instantly spread out and filled the entire courtyard.

The old man sniffed and moved his index finger: "Good fish, this tastes delicious."

The young man rolled his eyes: "That's because I'm good at my craftsmanship and I'm taking advantage of you, old guy."

"That's it, that's it. Where did you learn this skill, little bastard? Even the famous chefs in Linjiang Pavilion can't compare to it."

The young man was proud and snorted: "The cook in Linjiang Pavilion is still my apprentice, otherwise the business could be so good?"

The old man grabbed the spoon with one hand: "You can do it. You don't have to spend money to eat at Linjiang Pavilion. Give me a taste."

The young man snatched it back and said with a glare: "Go! Wash your hands."

The old man looked at the fish in the pot eagerly and complained: "You said that you are a fishing boy who is cleaner than the princes and nobles every day. You bathe twice a day and wash your hands countless times. Who did you learn this habit from..."

"You old guy wants to give me some medicinal baths every day. Go quickly. You are so sloppy and don't know how to practice medicine."

"After taking the medicated bath, you have to take two baths to make yourself clean..."

After muttering, he still went into the house to look for water.

Huoran, the old man roared and rushed out of the house.

"I'm a coward, there's a goblin!"

"What?"

The old man ran over in a hurry, grabbed the young man's arm with one hand, and pointed into the room with the other hand: "There is a goblin, a female goblin in white!"

The young man kicked him angrily: "What are you talking about? A drowning man picked up by the river."

The old man was suspicious: "Is there such a beautiful girl? Most likely she is a mountain spirit in the form of a ghost. I think she is probably a vixen..."

"You're a fox! Old guy, you know medical skills. Let's see if you can make some soup."

"Isn't she really a goblin?" The old man touched his head and suddenly looked at the young man: "If I weren't a goblin, it would be great to be your wife. You are also a monster anyway."

"You are such an old goblin!" The young man raised his feet again, and the old man hurriedly covered his butt and rushed back into the house.

The young man squatted beside the stove, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, rubbing the dog's head and waiting in boredom.

Not long after, the old man stuck his head out of the window and waved to him.

"Come, come, come and see."

"What's the matter?"

The young man lazily stood up and walked into the house.

"Boy, take a look, there's something wrong with this girl."

"What's wrong?" The young man was confused. He turned around and was startled when he saw the woman lying on the bed.

I saw that the woman's originally fair and jade-like face turned red, covering half of her cheeks. Her original peerless appearance was completely ruined, and her original appearance was completely unrecognizable.

"What's going on?"

The young man asked doubtfully.

The old man shook his head: "I don't know, it happened all of a sudden. I just said it was a mountain spirit and a ghost. If you still don't believe it, look, it's about to show up... How about we throw it out quickly? I haven't seen it yet." Have you ever married a wife..."

The young man kicked him angrily: "You are not serious, hurry up and take a look. Don't you claim to be a good doctor? You might have been poisoned."

The old man walked over reluctantly, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out two fingers and put them on the woman's wrist: "I am already very good at medical skills, and I am not bragging to you. I was the one who rescued you..."

"Okay, okay, I get it, I've said it ten thousand times, don't you bother me."

The old man squinted his eyes, shook his head for a while, then put down his hand, picked up a few sparse beards and smashed them in the mouth.

"Did you see something?"

"Well... this... the meridians in this girl's body are chaotic, her qi and blood are disordered, and her head has been severely injured. The injuries are bizarre..."

"Is there any cure?"

"This is not easy..."

"I'll tell you you're a charlatan!"

The boy pointed at his nose and said.

The old man suddenly jumped up: "Liar? I am proficient in Qihuang. I dare to be second in the world of medicine, but no one dares to be first. You are a coward and dare to call me a liar?"

The young man was disdainful: "Who doesn't know how to brag? It's not that they don't know how to cure. In our hometown, charlatans like you are usually liars!"

The young man was sarcastic and did not give any face.