The huge blood cells in the sky remain unchanged forever.

It’s still this familiar ship, and the fog tonight is a little richer than last night.

Zhou Fan saw Wu, who was sitting next to the square wooden table, dining elegantly. On the white jade plate were thin black meat slices.

"Welcome back." Mizuto didn't raise his head, and picked up thin slices in Slow Sli, dipped them in the sauce plate, and put them in his mouth to taste them slowly. "I told you what I wanted to say last night. If you want to fish, I told me. If you don't want to, then stay there. If you don't want to, you can jump off the boat."

"Do you eat like this every day? Are you not tired of it?" Zhou Fan asked with a smile, he deliberately disturbed Wu for a meal.

Wu's emotions were too cold. Zhou Fan hoped to anger him a little. Doing so would be a bit risky, but maybe some interesting things could be seen from his angry facial emotions.

In any case, Wu should not kill him, otherwise it would be too easy to kill him based on Wu's strength shown last night. As long as he doesn't kill him, it would be worth taking a risk.

"Each head of the soul fish in the river is different and has different tastes. When you put it on the flavor plate, the texture levels become more diverse. Of course, after eating such things for tens of thousands of years, you have been tired of it. Whether it is fried, steamed or eaten raw, it is just a full stomach for me." Wu was not angry, but just said slowly.

Tens of thousands of years... Zhou Fan's heart twitched slightly. If the fog had not lie, wouldn't he have lived for tens of thousands of years?

Zhou Fan didn't say anything anymore, and it was difficult for him to infuriate the fog.

Zhou Fan walked around the deck, sometimes looking at the distance and sometimes looking at the Huihe River.

However, the gray fog in the distance was rich, and the vision could only reach fifty meters away. However, there was nothing in the radius of fifty meters. Apart from gray water, it was also gray water, so quiet that there was no sound.

Zhou Fan walked back, the fog had already finished the meal, and he changed his style and condensed the tea set with the gray fog everywhere, making tea.

The tea water was boiling and the smoke from the pot was curling, but no tea smell was smelled.

Wu poured himself a cup, then savored the black tea, without any intention of pouring Zhou Fan.

"Is the tea you drink true or false?" Zhou Fan asked with a smile.

"If everything in this space is true, of course this tea is true." Wu said lightly: "This tea is the water of the Hui River. Tea is something fished at the bottom of the river. It is not that I am stingy, but that it is not suitable for you to drink."

"What about the soul fish yesterday? What will happen if I eat it?" Zhou Fan already knew that the creature at the bottom of the river was called the soul fish, and he guessed that this creature might be related to the soul.

"Half and half." Wu looked at Zhou Fan with a strange smile on his face, "Half probability is that you survive and get great benefits from that piece of fish fillet, and half that you will die."

Zhou Fan was immediately glad that he didn't eat the thin piece of fish fillet, and he was unwilling to use his life to bet on this half chance.

"You don't seem to care about my life or death." Zhou Fan suddenly said again.

"Why should I care?" Wu's face was still indifferent, "Whether you die or you live will have no effect on me."

Zhou Fan laughed after hearing this.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea and asked.

"I think you should care." Zhou Fan's smile curled, "You are like the guide in some stories I have seen, guiding me, otherwise why would you tell me about fishing?"

"Yes, I can't tell you at all." Wu said slowly, and he put down the teacup. "Actually you were wrong. I have no obligation to tell you. I told you that it was because the food tasted a bit good last night, and I had a good appetite, and I was in a good mood."

"I didn't show up the first time you appeared on the boat because I didn't want to show up. Among some of the people who came on board, I didn't even show up once, letting them sit on this boat. Do you know how they are?"

Zhou Fan felt a little cold in his heart. He looked at the fog and said, "They chose to jump ship, which is the few jets you mentioned last night, right?"

"Well." Wu nodded and admitted, "So I'm not the guide you said, I'm completely free and do whatever I want."

"Tell me, it's just because the food tastes good. If so, I'm lucky." Zhou Fan felt a little ridiculous, but he vaguely felt that Wu didn't lie to him.

"This is the main reason, and another reason is..." Wu picked up the gray teapot and poured a cup of tea. "If you hide in the dark and watch like this, you will do nothing, it will be boring."

"I'll look at the boarder with my hands and try it a few times. If there are boarders, I'll usually be willing to tell them about fishing. This is more interesting. Telling you that it's just a matter of time, the premise is that you can't offend me too ruthlessly."

"Does my death have no effect on Wu?" Zhou Fan asked unwillingly. This is completely different from what he thought.

Wu picked up the teacup, took a sip and said, "It's not that there is no at all, but I don't care. If the ship loses the passenger forever, I will fall into a deep sleep until the next passenger appears. But I have lived too long. Sleeping is nothing to me, and it doesn't matter if I can never wake up."

Zhou Fan understood a little. If Wu lived tens of thousands of years as he said, he would definitely have seen countless passengers, and he would feel bored, so his attitude towards him would be so indifferent. Wu's words revealed another information to Zhou Fan.

The fog will fall asleep until the next passenger appears, which means that it is very likely that he is the only one passenger on the ship!

"It's really wrong to say that you are a guide. You are more like a bystander, and then you do things according to your mood." Zhou Fan commented.

The fog did not answer. He just gently whipped the table with his right hand. An hourglass was added to the table. Gray sand flowed from the narrow pipe into the glass ball at the bottom. Less than half of the fine sand left on the top.

Fog pointed to the hourglass and said, "This is the time you stay on the boat. If you miss it, it means you are going back."

"Why tell me the rest of the time, I paid most of my life to board this ship. Will it consume your life every time I come in?" Zhou Fan said in a hurry. For him, I will go out this time and come in again next time.

"Since you get on the boat, every time you appear on the boat, you won't spend your life any longer, otherwise your life span will be gone for a few years." Wu smiled and said, "Tell you the remaining time is because I think you are still a smart and tactful person and don't want you to waste this opportunity."

"What opportunity?" Zhou Fan asked for a moment of fright.

"After time, next time you come in, there will be no chance to use a fishing rod for free. This time, the free chance starts from when I told you the fishing rod. After two nights, it means that the boarder gave up the only chance to use it for free." Wu explained.

Zhou Fan just looked down at the gray quicksand inside the hourglass. He did not ask why Wu didn't say it earlier. This Wu was doing things based on his preferences, and it was useless to question him.

Put the fog down the teacup, gently brushed with his left hand, and the gray fog at the table rolled and dispersed. On his left there were already seven fishing rods of different colors leaning against the square table.

"If you like that fishing rod, just take it." Wu picked up the teapot and added water to the teacup, "Of course you can't take it."

Zhou Fan glanced at the seven fishing rods and said, "Mist, can you tell me the meaning of my appearance here?"

Zhou Fan knew that there would definitely be a purpose for him to appear here, and he had to figure it out.

"I can't tell you now, because it's meaningless now, I don't want to say it." Wu said in silence.

"Is fishing really good for me?" Zhou Fan's voice also became quick, because there was not much quicksand on the top, so he had to make a choice.

"If you believe me, my answer is beneficial or not. This will be your opportunity. Those who can seize this opportunity will have a good start." Wu smiled and narrowed his eyes. Every time this time was like this, he would always make him feel a little interested. He wanted to see how Zhou Fan would choose?

Zhou Fan closed his eyes, he was thinking, he recalled what he remembered and the expressions of Wu talking, he weighed the pros and cons.

In just a few seconds, Zhou Fan opened his eyes, and his eyes were no longer confused. He looked at Wu Cheng and said sincerely: "I am willing to fish, but there are seven fishing rods. Can you give me some tips?"

Wu gray eyes shrank slightly, and he looked up at the blood ball in the sky and spoke, "Why do you believe me? I have seen all kinds of boarders, all kinds of people with all kinds of personalities, and there are many people with suspicious and cautious personality like you, but those with suspicious and cautious personality finally gave up their first chance."

"You are still the first person who is willing to take risks, which really surprised me."

Zhou Fan was slightly silent. He knew that at the critical moment, Wu would do things based on his mood. If his answer could not satisfy Wu, Wu would probably not give him any tips. At that time, he could only choose a fishing rod randomly based on luck, which would not be beneficial to him.

"Just you said, I am the kind of suspicious and careful person. In fact, even now I doubt you, but after thinking about it, you have no reason to lie to me, so I am willing to take a risk. My grandmother once pointed out my personality problem. She said that reckless men should be cautious when they want to be reckless, and suspicious people should boldly take a step forward when they are suspicious, otherwise they will regret it!"

Wu chuckled and said, "You need pills now, choose the light purple fishing rod."

Zhou Fan walked over and quickly took the light purple fishing rod. He walked towards the boat and opened his voice, "How do you know I need elixir?"

"I can see what the boarders need," Fog explained.

"The fishing rod has no fishing line, how should it be used?" Zhou Fan held the fishing rod, and there was no fishing line on the fishing rod at all.

"It's not that there is no fishing line, but that you can't see it. The bait has long been combined with the fishing line. Just throw the rod into the river with force. Remember, if the fish has not been hooked, don't catch fish." The sound of fog came from behind again.

Zhou Fan didn't ask again, he was afraid that it would be too late. He took too much time to ask questions before. He didn't know how much time it took to fish here, so he just threw the fishing rod with both hands.

The fishing rod made a snap, and Zhou Fan saw a light purple fishing line hanging into the gray river.

Without the float, the fishing line sank into the gray water. The black shadows swimming below seemed to feel some threat and swam wildly, stirring the calm river surface as a mirror, forming a vortex.

The fishing line suddenly tightened like something hooked.

Zhou Fan did not ask Wu again what to do, he just suddenly raised the fishing rod.

Wow!

The fishing line shrank back from the gray water. The silk thread at the end of the fishing line was like an open eight-claw, tightly bound the white porcelain bottle.
Chapter completed!