Qian Yang was puzzled and laying baits again and again, and from time to time he secretly glanced at He Bin from the corner of his eyes. It would be fine if he didn't look at it, but the more he looked at Qian Yang, the less he felt.

Then He Bin was indeed annoying. He didn't leave and didn't speak. He just stood behind Qian Yang with disdain and watched his fishing line break again and again.

"Have you ever told you that peeking at others to fish is a way to cause disaster?" As a man who holds revenge, Qian Yang directly returned the words of the first meeting.

"Tsk~" He Bin didn't care: "You can't catch it, what are you afraid of!"

"You..." Qian Yang only felt a fish bone stuck in his throat. It was so confusing to talk to this guy.

"Can we talk well?" Qian Yang suppressed his anger and tried to influence the smelly stone.

He Bin snorted: "You should speak well at this time, right?"

"I'm talking well? What do you say?" Qian Yang was stunned and then reacted: "Yes! Now he is begging him for help, and they are standing behind him, but in the end he doesn't even have a polite word. This is really unreasonable."

Qian Yang let out a long sigh, his face became a bun, and he looked at He Bin trying to say soft words, but he couldn't say anything at his mouth. The two of them stood with big eyes, Qian Yang's mouth opened countless times, embarrassing that the cancer was in its late stages, and there was still no sound.

"You...you...forget it! Isn't you learning anymore?" Qian Yang didn't want to play with him anymore, so he pulled the fishing rod, threw it directly into the bracelet, turned around and walked back.

"Hey! Boy, where are you going?" He Bin didn't expect Qian Yang to be so kind, so he hurriedly asked.

Qian Yang didn't even look back: "Go to chat with senior sister, don't follow me!"

"You..." He Bin's face was flushed with choking: "What kind of human nature are you?"

Qian Yang ignored him and walked back.

"I have to go and ask you to learn, right?" He Bin was anxious.

Qian Yang shrugged indifferently, and walked further and further.

He Bin was completely convinced, how could he encounter such a pitfall that he couldn't get in!

"Boy! Come back to death, I will teach you. Get out of here after you finish learning!" He Bin admitted that he had defeated him.

"Okay!" Qian Yang's face became faster, and he jumped back to the shore with a victorious smile, took out the fishing rod and looked at He Bin with a proud face.

He Bin was shy with his face for a long time, and finally turned his face aside, and then spoke without any tone: "You make the spiritual power line thicker first!"

"Yeah!" Qian Yang quickly did as he did, it was not difficult at all.

"Then try to divide the thread into thin strands."

"Uh~ OK!" Qian Yang hesitated for a moment before nodding. This step was somewhat difficult, and Qian Yang worked hard for a while before he was finished.

"The fragments are usually very small, even smaller than the cross section of your fishing line. Before the sharp blade was completely cut off the fishing line, its tail had already passed through the first cut place. You just need to connect the first fishing line that was broken before the fishing line was completely broken, and then connect it one by one in turn." He Bin had no expression at all.

"Oh! That's right!" Qian Yang suddenly realized that the key point was here!

Qian Yang waited for a while, and the fragments arrived as promised, gently passing through Qian Yang's fishing line as thick as a thumb. Qian Yang was busy for a while, and the spiritual thread shook twice, and miraculously kept it intact.

He Bin curled his lips and thought to himself that he learned very quickly.

However, Qian Yang showed doubts on his face and asked, "But my fishing line is thicker than spiritual bait. Will the fish take the bait when they see the fishing line?"

He Bin coldly hummed with a ridiculous voice: "Just your broken spirit bait, even if there is no fishing line, the fish will not take the bait!"

"You..." Qian Yang had nothing to say. The good teaching scenes were like criticism and controversy.

He Bin adjusted for a while before he held back his anger and continued: "Remember the feeling of the fragments touching your fishing line. When you can just cut the fragments to your first silk thread and respond, you can start to try to thin the fishing line and reduce the number of strands in it. After you are thoroughly proficient, as long as you don't encounter large interface fragments, the fishing line will usually not break."

Qian Yang snorted gently to show his understanding.

"The fishing line is just the most basic thing, and then what you have to do is to improve the purity of the spirit bait, otherwise the fish will not eat your garbage."

Qian Yang gave him a blank look.

"Improving the purity of spiritual bait is actually to remove impurities inside. The higher the quality of spiritual bait, the higher the chance of fish biting the hook. Many people have their own methods in this regard, some have better results, and some have worse results. However, beginners like you can't use any method. You can barely pass the test by practicing the method in spiritual bait. You can catch one or two fish that are not open in a few days."

"Can you only have one or two in three or two days? I see that the uncle next to me has caught several of them in the past two days!" Qian Yang couldn't help asking.

"Others naturally have their own ways. I have the method of improving the quality of spiritual baits passed down by my ancestors, and the effect is better than most people." He Bin smiled.

"Really? Then teach me!" Qian Yang didn't care about face when he saw the good things.

"You really want to learn?" He Bin asked.

"Of course I want to learn!" Qian Yang nodded repeatedly.

"Haha!" He Bin's smile was restrained: "The secret technique of the family will not be circulated!"

"You..." Qian Yang really wanted to slap himself in the face. He should have known that He Bin had a smile so ugly, and there must be something wrong with him.

He Bin turned around: "Improving the quality of spiritual bait is a long-term skill, relying on understanding and perseverance. In fact, there is no way to achieve it. You can explore it slowly in the future!"

"I'll try it myself...why are you doing?" Qian Yang muttered.

He Bin pretended not to hear that he was just dealing with errands. He didn't want to teach such an annoying student.

"When the fish are willing to eat your spiritual bait, you can use your spiritual power to suck it from the fish's mouth and lift it up." He Bin continued.

"Is this difficult? I don't think there is much introduction to this in the spirit bait technique." Qian Yang asked again.

"This is not difficult at all. People with normal IQ will not fail at all." He Bin curled his lips.

"Oh, that's good!" Qian Yang felt relieved.

He Bin continued, "It is not difficult to suck the fish. The difficult thing is that you must be careful when lifting the line. Only by ensuring that you can connect the fishing line during the exercise can you be considered a qualified angler."

"Is there any trick?" Qian Yang asked hurriedly.

"Get out for yourself!" He Bin said this coldly and walked back without looking back.

When Qian Yang saw that He Bin was leaving, he suddenly became anxious: "Didn't you agree to discuss fishing skills together? You just beat me up?"

He Bin didn't care about Qian Yang's resentment at all, and replied casually: "Do you understand the skills I'll tell you? When did you catch a hundred fish by yourself? Let's talk to me about other things!"

"What? One hundred?" Qian Yangyang calculated with his fingers. If he could catch one or two fish in just three or two days, wouldn't he have to spend at least half a year here?

The Missing Forest mission is still waiting for Qian Yang. It is not a big problem for him to play by the river for ten days and half a month. But if he has been playing for too long, let alone delay the serious matter, even he himself can't overcome the hurdle in his heart!

He glared at He Bin's back and Qian Yangsun understood that this guy didn't want to teach him well at all. It seems that if he wants to learn this craft, he still has to fall on the beautiful senior sister.

However, although He Bin had a bad attitude, he was right, that is, he really couldn't understand the skills he told him now. Since that's the case, he should practice it yourself first. At least he had to catch a fish first to cheat on him, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Qian Yang calmed down and practiced by the river. Qian Yang was either without perseverance, he was the paranoid who could grit his teeth without eating or sleep before studying something. However, his passion came and went quickly. When he got to make something he wanted to figure out, his lazy nature would instantly extinguish the flames in his chest, and his tangled Internet addiction would be cured without medicine in an instant.

At this time, Qian Yangqi was considered to have become addicted to the Internet. He gritted his teeth and stayed by the river for four days and three nights without eating or drinking, with red bloodshot in his eyes.

Chen Ying came more than once these days. When she saw Qian Yang who was crazy, she could only shake her head and smile bitterly, unable to say a word of comfort. He Bin only came once, looked at Qian Yang from a distance and stopped appearing, not knowing what she was busy with all day.

Hard work pays off.

Qian Yang threw the rods gradually and the number of times he threw the rod was gradually thinner and the originally thick fishing line was so thin that it was hard to see the naked eye. The spiritual bait at the end of the fishing line was even more refined and more flexible.

The obvious progress made Qian Yang's expression gradually ease, and the right hand holding the rod slowly became relaxed, and the veins that had been gathering for many days on it slowly dissipated invisible.

It is getting late, and every day at this time, the river surface will always appear particularly calm. The wind is also quiet, and the banks of the Linghe River seem to be frozen into a beautiful picture.

Suddenly, the scene shattered. The fishing man not far away shouted in a low voice, then lifted the rod and closed the line. In a hurry, he kicked several pieces of gravel at his feet into the river.

Qian Yang did not look straight, but he knew very well that he had gained something again, but when will his own gain come?

At this moment, a strange vibration suddenly came from the fishing rod, which scared Qian Yang so much that he threw the fishing rod directly into the river.

"Is this?" Qian Yang's doubt lasted for only a second, and then he realized that when his spiritual power changed, a suction force appeared on the bait. He felt that the bait had sucked something, and suddenly it became extremely heavy, and the fishing line seemed to be broken at any time.

What should I do at this time? Of course, it is to close the line!

However, it will definitely take a process to collect the line. If you raise it with all your strength, the already tense spiritual power line may be torn off at any time. By then, the cooked fish will swim away, and I really regret that there is no place to cry.

Qian Yang definitely wouldn't make that kind of low-level mistake. What he thought the most about by the river these days was how to deal with the fish when they were caught. Not to mention, he really thought of a good idea.
Chapter completed!