Chen Jing didn't say anything and was still playing with the fish by the river.
Chen Lin and Yang Wenyu stood far away from the river, ready to run away at any time. Yang Wenyu was so scared that he even lost his pole.
Seeing Chen Jing's attitude, Yang Wenyu advised: "Brother Jing, this kind of thing is very evil. Let's go first. I heard my grandfather said that he had a brother who died because of this thing when he was young. It seems that
It’s also the Jiang’an River!”
As soon as these words came out.
Chen Lin exclaimed again, took the initiative to distance himself from Yang Wenyu, and looked at Yang Wenyu as if he had seen a ghost.
Chen Jing turned around and looked a little helpless when he saw the appearance of the two of them.
Chen Jing said angrily: "My uncle downstairs, that time he caught a big fish and hit a ghost wall!"
Chen Jing thinks this is just superstition.
Yang Wenyu became anxious, "That's different. My grandpa's brother went fishing when he was young and encountered something like a dead fish. They were still young at that time and didn't know how powerful it was. It was almost night,
My grandfather and others went home first, and the brother continued fishing there, but the body was found by people downstream of the river the next day."
"I heard from my grandpa that that man was dragged away by a water ghost in the river!"
Seeing that Chen Jing was unmoved, Yang Wenyu even made an oath.
"I swear, I really didn't lie to you. If I lied to you, I would... I would eat shit!"
Perhaps because he felt that his oath was not sincere enough, Yang Wenyu added another sentence.
"Eat a ton of shit and bloat me to death!"
Good guy.
This oath is quite strong, and most people would not dare to make it like this.
This guy is truly sincere.
But then again.
For one ton of dog shit, the exhausting production in the village would probably take three to five months.
Chen Jing threw the dead fish out of his hand and let it float away along the river.
Although he didn't want to admit it, the fact was that the fish he caught just now was indeed dead. No matter how he fiddled with it, it would not move.
Chen Jing was somewhat unconvinced.
He stretched out his hand to greet the two of them, wanting to fish for a while longer, but the two of them took a few steps back instead. It looked like they were obviously frightened.
"What are you afraid of!"
Chen Jing simply turned around, sat on the stool, looked at the two of them, and stretched out his hand to greet the two of them to come over and talk.
"Don't listen to those people's nonsense. Although it is rare for a dead fish to speak out, it is not unheard of."
The two of them shook their heads in unison, expressing their refusal.
Chen Jing was a little helpless and decided to educate these two guys on science and get rid of the feudal superstitions in their hearts. He rubbed his chin and thought for a while before asking Yang Wenyu a question.
"Xiao Yang, since you are good at math, you should still remember the chapter on possibility, right?"
He tried to tell the little guy with simple examples.
Yang Wenyu thought for a while, nodded and said: "I have learned it, I think I learned it in the fifth grade."
Chen Jingding nodded, "Since you have learned it, you should have also done this question. Throw a coin into the air. If it lands on the ground, it will either be heads or tails. Is this question right or wrong?"
These words instantly brought back Yang Wenyu's memories, and he couldn't help but frown, obviously having some impression of this question.
"I chose the wrong one in the exercise book."
Chen Jing continued to ask: "Then why did you say it was wrong?"
Yang Wenyu said: "Because there is still a possibility that it is standing."
Chen Jingding nodded, "Since you all know that this slim possibility exists, why do you think it's evil to say something like a dead fish?"
"This..." Yang Wenyu couldn't answer, "This is different... Anyway, that's what my grandfather said."
"That is to say, you haven't seen this kind of thing with your own eyes, you just heard what others said." Chen Jing smiled and then continued.
"The so-called dead fish can actually be caused by many situations. For example, the fish is already dead, but there happens to be aquatic plants at the bottom of the water, which entangles the dead fish so that it cannot float, and the fishhook happens to be caught and killed.
Fish, hang on the fish's body and pull up the dead fish."
"For another example, the water quality of this river is not good, and there are already a lot of dead fish in it. If the fishhook catches the body, the possibility of catching the dead fish is naturally high. This situation is similar to catching debris while fishing.
"
Chen Lin kept shaking his head, "But the dead fish you caught still bit the hook!"
He didn't believe Chen Jing's explanation, so he thought it was something evil.
Chen Jing glanced at this loser and replied: "Biting the hook can also be explained. For example, the fish was already in a state of death when it was at the bottom of the water. It used up its last strength when it bit the hook. It just pulled the hook.
If you bite it, the fish will die, which will naturally lead to the situation of the dead fish mouthing."
Chen Jing glanced at Chen Lin, "Didn't you see it just now? The gills of the fish are still bright red, which means the fish is quite fresh and not the kind of fish that has been dead for a long time."
"You're telling me, is this still a fish? I'm afraid it's a Bodhisattva. Even if he dies, he will make a contribution to you." Chen Lin still didn't believe it and kept trying to persuade Chen Jing, "Brother, let's go. I don't know where to go."
I always feel horrified and feel like there is something unclean.”
Chen Jing: "..."
Got it.
Even after explaining for a long time, I couldn't get rid of the feudal superstition in this boy's heart.
"Don't leave!"
Chen Jing lay down on the small armchair and didn't bother to talk to Chen Lin anymore. He didn't care at all, "There's nothing to make a fuss about when a dead fish speaks out. It's just a very unlikely thing. It happened to be us."
It was just a collision."
Chen Jing didn't believe this kind of thing. What kind of weird things hadn't been caught since he started fishing?
Even if the corpses have been caught, Chen Jing will still be afraid of being honest about a dead fish?
He planned to strike while the iron was hot, and following his luck, he caught a live fish.
"So, we have to believe..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen and Lin were seen pointing to the river with frightened expressions on their faces.
"Brother...it's...it's dark again. Let's go. We don't want this pole anymore!"
Chen Lin started to persuade again. Even with Chen Jing's explanation, he was still scared to death.
Chen Jing turned around to look, but he was not surprised but happy.
"What are we going to do, Lin Zi? This is my luck. You have to watch out for me. This time it will definitely be a big live fish."
Chen Jing ignored the advice of Chen Lin and Chen Lin, grabbed Hei Piao's pole and pulled hard.
The force coming from the pole was not very heavy. Chen Jing used too much force and could only vaguely see a black thing flying behind him.
"boom!"
A black thing flew over from the air, and Chen Lin subconsciously hugged it with both hands before he could react what it was.
"Fuck!"
Hearing Yang Wenyu's exclamation, Chen Lin turned his head and saw that this kid was running away like a rabbit. The ground was a little slippery, and he accidentally fell down. The kid didn't care about the pain, and changed the movement of his feet to
Using both hands and feet fully explains what it means to roll and crawl.
There was something wrong with the touch on his hand. Chen Lin turned his head stiffly and looked down. This sight almost scared him to death.
Black wet hair, somewhat elastic skin, ball-like shape, and dark eyes staring at him without blinking.
"Mom, ghost!"
Chen Lin also exclaimed, immediately threw the things he was holding out, and followed Yang Wenyu's example, and ran a short distance away.
When Chen Jing looked at the thing flying towards him, he couldn't help but be startled and opened his mouth.
No way……
I'm not so lucky. I just caught a body yesterday. Could it be possible that I caught another one today?
Is it possible that I am really the god of corpse fishing?
Do I have to call Lao Wu again?
Chen Jing was no longer confident now. He raised the live broadcast room and took two tentative steps forward.
This seat has barrage protection to ward off evil spirits!
Looking from a distance, all he could see was a ball of hair. Chen Jing picked up a stick from the ground and poked the spherical object.
The thing rolled around on the ground and turned around, its appearance completely exposed to the eyes of all the water friends in the live broadcast room.
[Damn, this guy is a human being!]
[Awesome, my Lord Jing is another corpse!]
【Happy separation, happy cooking!?】
[This method is more ruthless than yesterday. Yesterday it was still a whole corpse, so today we are going to do the case of dismemberment, right? 】
[What did I say? The dead fish just said what he said and walked away. If you still don’t believe this evil, it’s too late to run away now. Don’t explain yourself here.]
[Come on, Xiaojing, tell me again, what do we want to believe?]
[Screenshot quickly, screenshot quickly, the live broadcast room will be gone in a while! 】
[Oh my God, the pants I washed yesterday are not dry yet.]
Chen Jing looked at the things on the ground and frowned.