The thin monkey covered his side face and lowered his head. He seemed to be thinking about what Zhou Fan said, but he seemed to think of nothing.

"Skinny Monkey, you should understand that if you can, your parents will never let you enter the patrol team, but this is not something they can decide. Don't say anything stupid to withdraw from the patrol team in the future. Neither you nor me have any choice." Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Zhou Fan knew in his heart that this kind of fear often had to be overcome by himself, and it was difficult for others to provide help.

Zhou Fan did not say anything more, but walked with the Skinny Monkey. When he was about to part, the Skinny Monkey suddenly raised his head and said, "Afan, I will go to find you tonight. I will learn the four awakening styles as soon as possible."

Zhou Fan agreed with a smile, and it seemed that the thin monkey had already taken a step towards the shadow that enveloped him.

When Zhou Fan returned home, he knew that the three people in the patrol team must have been reported today. In addition, the injury to his arm had attracted the attention of his parents several times. However, his parents did not ask too much, but Zhou Fan still explained to them in a calm tone when he was having a meal.

If some things are not said, they will make their parents more nervous and let them understand the real situation so that they will not think randomly.

Zhou Fan tried not to say this matter so seriously.

After the meal, the thin monkey came over. While practicing the four postures of leaving the acupoint, Zhou Fan pointed out the four postures of the thin monkey awakening.

Tonight's skinny monkey is more serious and focused than before, but the last move of the four-stage Awakening Style is not that simple. Zhou Fan probably needs to take one more night to fully master the skinny monkey.

After practicing, Zhou Fan washed up and started going to bed. He was looking forward to his dream tonight.

It took some time before Zhou Fan entered the Huihe Space and appeared on the boat.

Zhou Fan first glanced around. He didn't find fog on the boat, so he shouted loudly: "Mist, come out, I want to fish..."

Zhou Fan shouted a few times before a voice came out behind him: "Okay, stop shouting."

Zhou Fan turned around and saw Wu standing in front of the four square table.

There were flat iron pots and several large plates on the square table.

The stove burned spontaneously, and the oil in the iron pan was frying. The fog picked up the plate and poured it into the white batter. He shook the iron pan with his hands until the batter evenly spread over the pot noodles. He picked up the eggs as big as fists on the table, knocked on the egg shell and poured it in.

The golden egg liquid mixed with the batter, and the red iron pan burned, and the aroma of the cake was filled with fragrance.

After the pancakes are prepared, the fire will automatically go out.

Sprinkle the chives in a fog, brush with sweet noodle sauce, add thick barbecue, roll up the golden pancake crust and eat it in big mouthfuls.

Wu waved her sleeves while eating.

The iron pots and other things on the square table turned into gray mist and dispersed, replaced by hourglass and seven fishing rods, with glass balls hanging in the air.

Wu glanced at the gray insect inside the glass ball and said indifferently: "You have a strange bait. Please give yourself the opportunity to use which fishing rod you like."

Zhou Fan thought for a while and asked: "If I want to catch a knife secret, which fishing rod should I use?"

Zhou Fan found that he underestimated the martial arts of this world. Today, the man in black almost killed him with the last sword. What he lacked now is martial arts. If possible, this bait would be best exchanged for a secret knife technique.

Chewing pancakes in the mouth with mist, "half month lifespan."

The meaning of fog is very clear. If Zhou Fan wants to know, he will have to exchange half a month's lifespan for the answer.

Zhou Fan just turned his head slightly and looked at the seven fishing rods. The fog words revealed a clear message. There is a fishing rod that can catch martial arts in the fishing rod, but which one will it be?

Zhou Fan said: "If I can guarantee that I can catch the secret of knife skills, I am willing to exchange it for half a month's life."

Wu sneered and said, "Targeting can only be directed to the classics, and it is impossible to accurately target this level, but if you are willing to exchange your lifespan for half a month, I can tell you the secret of a fishing rod, which is of great use to you."

Zhou Fan hesitated and said, "If that secret is added to the fishing rod information of the classics, I am willing to exchange it with you."

The fishing rod is really important. Wu said that this information is of great use to him, so it should not be a lie.

Wu ate the last pancake in his hand and said, "Trade."

As soon as the fog finished speaking, Zhou Fan's half-month life span turned into white light and fell into the palm of Wu's palm.

Zhou Fan's face was a little depressed. Even if he had half a month's life, if he changed like this, he would have to finish playing sooner or later, but he had to know some things.

The fog raised a finger and said, "The first answer is, if you want to catch a classic such as secrets, use an ink-black fishing rod."

"Ink-black fishing rod?" Zhou Fan looked at the ink-black fishing rod. It turned out that this was the fishing rod for fishing classics.

In this way, Zhou Fan knew the uses of the three fishing rods, namely the ink-black fishing rods for fishing classics, the light purple fishing rods for fishing elixirs, and the random dark gray fishing rods.

The fog raised another finger, "The second is information about the fishing rod. In fact, for the first time, were you surprised that you would catch the Tongyuan Dan that happened to be needed?"

Zhou Fan nodded and said, "It's not just Tongyuan Dan, but the second time I caught were the small thunder talisman and the tempering thorn. These two things are of great use to me, and the tempering thorn has accelerated my cultivation."

A strange smile appeared on the foggy face: "This is the message I want to say. These seven fishing rods will try to catch things suitable for the fishing owner according to the needs of the fishing owner."

Zhou Fan was stunned. He thought it was controlled by fog before, but it turned out that the problem was on the fishing rod. The fog was lying to him, which might be very small.

"You mean that the fishing rods are powerful? Are they doing this to deceive me for life and hope to kill more monsters?" Zhou Fan said slightly coldly in his heart.

Whether it is his life span or killing monsters as bait, it is a dangerous thing for Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan even wanted to make the idea of ​​automatically making the Baiyou rice rice when he was patrolling these days. However, when he saw groups of rice rice, he restrained himself from killing rice rice. He was afraid that it was a hornet's nest, so he killed one and caused a group of them.

Even Baiyou is sometimes very dangerous.

"This is another question, but this question is of great value. If you want to know, it's not just half a month's life span, I will answer you."

Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "I don't need you to answer my question. You said that these seven fishing rods will catch something suitable for me based on me. What is the probability? If the probability is the same, wouldn't the dark gray fishing rod be the most cost-effective?"

Wu said: "It depends on you. The dark gray fishing rod cannot be directed. In the past fishing, the fishing rod will also catch some things that are useless to the fisherman. This is more about the dark gray fishing rod. As for the probability... it depends on your luck."
Chapter completed!