Hongyue Lake is right in the city. There are many sycamore trees planted by the lake, forming a picturesque tree-lined road with beautiful scenery and is known as the Little West Lake.

Every year, good people buy fish fry and come to the lake to release them. Hongyue Lake is also a good place to fish.

That afternoon, I saw a pretty maid holding a young man in green to the lakeside. The locals knew that the King of Soft Rice was coming to fish again.

Zhuri, the son-in-law who ate soft rice into hard dishes, visited all the restaurants and stalls in Wutong City, tasted various delicacies, and liked to collect ancient books and used his wife's money to buy a lot of orphan books.

When the weather is good, he will take the little maid and go out for fishing leisurely.

When he met a mean person, he was sarcastic, and the King of Soft Rice was not angry and smiled at the other party.

Whenever I encounter the entangled ones, Wang Mu will always say politely: "I'm sorry, I don't have time to experience the same knowledge as 'Enpi'. It's best not to let me remember your name, otherwise I will tell my wife truthfully."

Treat people with courtesy and the results are outstanding.

Even those who eat the courage of the bear heart and leopard are afraid that the female city lord will remember the name in this way.

As we all know, the female city lord is famously cold and domineering, and she has a famous catchphrase: "It's not my turn to teach my lessons."

Because of this sentence, no one dared to run to the lake to disturb the King of Ruan Rice fishing again.

Despite this, many people still couldn't hold back their curiosity and stood in the distance to watch the fun.

There are rumors that the way of fishing in Ruan Rice King is different from everyone else. Everyone just wants to see where he is different.

After a while, the onlookers realized that the fishing method of Ruan Rice King was indeed different.

The pretty maid lays a piece of floral cloth on the ground, filled with various snacks, and looks like she is camping.

Then the little maid sat on the floral cloth, stretched out her long legs, and the bird said with a supportive voice: "Son-in-law, the knee pillow is ready."

Wang Mu threw the rod out, lay down on the spot, rested his head on the maid's thigh, handed the fishing rod to the maid, and said lazily: "Look at the float, the fish took the bait and called me."

After saying that, he picked up a "General History of China" and started to read it while lying down.

A few dozen steps away, I saw the passers-by fishing for the first time in Ruan Juwang, and was collectively shocked.

The rumor is that the King of Softs is so lazy that he is outrageous. He will not stand if he can sit, and will never sit if he can lie down. Now everyone believes in this legend.

Many bystanders were dumbfounded. They needed maids to feed them when drinking sour plum soup, and they had to help them with fishing rods... How could they be so lazy when they were born?

There are a few big brothers with bad tempers who can no longer bear it. They really want to walk over and point at the nose of the son-in-law Churiki and ask: Is this the fucking thing you call fishing?

Considering the strength of the female city lord, these big brothers have to endure it even if they can’t.

Next, something even more unbearable happened.

The little maid held a fishing rod in her left hand and opened a box of pastries in her right hand, feeding the soft rice king.

Seeing the soft rice king eating, reading books, fishing, and enjoying the mouth-watering knee pillow, the eyes of the audience were red.

Everyone has a lot of question marks in their minds, but they can't find the answer.

How can you win in your life like this?

Why?

Why can you become a son-in-law Chuli?

Why can your life be so moist?

People’s imbalance often comes from one reason: the person you hate is better than you.

"Son-in-law, the fish is biting the hook."

Suddenly, the little maid's cheerful voice rang.

Wang Mu immediately jumped up, skillfully retracted the rod, and caught a big crucian carp.

He looked at the fat fish and put the big crucian carp back into the lake.

Although Ruan Rice King is young and has a very high-quality fishing style, he doesn't even bring a fish basket. For half a year, every time he catches a fish, he always releases the fish with a smile on his face.

It can be seen that the boy had no intention of collecting fishing catches just to enjoy the fun of fishing.

After releasing the animals, he followed the stairs by the lake, washed his hands, and then went back to lie on his knees.

The faces of the audience were green, and everyone thought that the Soft Rice King was not here to fish, but to attract hatred.

Wang Mu ignored the hatred of passers-by and lay on his knees and looked at the white clouds and blue sky, with a calm expression.

He reached out and clicked it casually, and the virtual screen appeared again.

"Catch a big crucian carp and increase fishing proficiency by 5 points."

"Life Career [Fishing]: Advanced."

"When fishing skills are promoted to the master level, there is a certain probability that you will catch rare props."

Wang Mu was not surprised to see the shocking virtual screen.

The boy was immersed in the fun of fishing and honed one of his relatively lacking abilities - patience.

Fishing is the most skillful skill that can exercise patience. This kind of thing is unhurried. Many wise elders can't get any harvest after fishing all day, but they still enjoy it and have practiced the best qi cultivation skills.

In a spirit of benefiting the world, Wang Mu has been practicing his qi cultivation skills for half a year.

If he loses patience, many people will die.

Plans will never keep up with changes, and there will always be people who are not afraid of death who come out to provoke him.

An arrogant man walked by the lake, in his early twenties, in his prime.

The young man in the Chinese clothing did not say hello to Wang Mu, and stood by the lake and started to do something sexy.

He stood beside Wang Mu, grabbed the stone and drifted it.

Wang Mu had no reaction, and the little maid had no reaction. It seemed that a man and a woman could not see the young man in gorgeous clothes.

The young man in the Chinese clothing kept doing it and picked up a few stones as big as a palm, and threw them into the lake. The throwing position was quite accurate, just around the floating head of the goose feather connected to the fishing line.

Others fishing by the lake, and some people run to throw stones next to them. This is recognized as unethical smoke.

The young men in the Chinese costume did such an immoral thing, but the audience was very excited and gave thumbs up and expressed the same meaning: Do a beautiful job!

Many passers-by stopped and opened their eyes wide to watch the fun.

Some people provoke Ruanfenwang, which is a famous scene that men in the city love to watch the most.

Wang Mu raised his eyes and glanced at the uninvited guest. The qi cultivation skills he practiced in fishing were reflected, and he said calmly: "Brother, have you thrown enough?"

The young man in China said coldly: "You have to care, is Hongyue Lake yours?"

The qi cultivation skills developed by fishing were effective, and Wang Mu was not angry, picked up the fishing rod and walked a hundred steps away.

Then he set up again and continued fishing.

Not long after, the young man in the gorgeous clothes came over again.

Familiar recipe, same taste.

Sometimes they drifted away, sometimes they threw stones.

This apparently provoking trouble has attracted hundreds of good people.

In order to avoid harming the fish in the pond, people watched from afar and kept pointing fingers.

Wang Mu spoke: "Brother, isn't it appropriate for you to be like this?"

The young man in the Chinese clothing was domineering: "What's wrong with it? I'm playing around by the lake. Whoever you have offended? If you don't agree, you can go to the city lord's mansion to sue me."

"Well, it seems to make sense."

Wang Mu was actually convinced, picked up the fishing rod and stood up and left.

This time he walked half a circle along the lakeside and threw the rod and fished again.

The little maid followed Wang Mu silently and glanced at the young man in gorgeous clothes with sympathy.

That kind of look was clearly looking at a dead person.

The young man in China did not have such awareness and followed him over again.

It's still a familiar recipe, and the same taste.

The young man in the gorgeous clothes had a flash of expectation, and Wang Mu couldn't help but attack him first.

Sure enough, Wang Mu couldn't help it: "Brother, I have been honing my patience recently and pursuing competing with virtue. Please don't challenge my bottom line. The old saying goes, there are only three things. It's too much for you to disturb me fishing again and again."

When the young man in Chinese clothing heard this, he was ready to whisper: "So what if it's too much?"
Chapter completed!