After following Mr. Wang for a long time, he reached a pool. Mr. Wang stopped, then put the fishing gear and other things aside, moved out a small stool, sat on it, picked up the fishing rod, glued the bait and other things to the hook, and then threw the hook into the pool, and then did nothing again.

Song Yun followed suit, but he did not bring a small stool, but sat directly on the ground, and then watched Mr. Wang wait for some action that would shock the world and make ghosts cry, such as internal force, which was transmitted to the water through the fishing line, and then exploded and the fish flew out, which was definitely more powerful than the action movie.

However, five minutes, ten minutes slowly passed, and until half an hour, Mr. Wang sat there, silent, and even his movements were the same as when he first came.

"Is this the demeanor of a master when fishing?" Song Yun thought to himself, "or he can sense the underwater world through the vibration of the fishing line? He can do some of this, but it is still very difficult to sense another thing through something. Does Mr. Wang just want to teach himself this?"

Song Yun secretly observed Mr. Wang's spirit. Mr. Wang's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was not watching whether the fish hook had caught a fish. He seemed to be asleep, and even the breathing sound was very weak. Looking at the strength of the old man's body, the whole person was extremely relaxed, and it was as relaxed as if he was asleep. However, this sleep refers to the sleep of muscles. Song Yun had never seen a person who could relax the muscles in his body. Even Song Yun himself asked himself that he could not do so.

When looking at the old man's spirit, the old man has a calm and lazy aura, which is the kind of state where others may not look at this side if they pass by. It is too calm, and it is as calm as... asleep.

Song Yun's heart trembled, and then looked at Mr. Wang seriously. After watching for a full five minutes, Song Yun came to a conclusion, Mr. Wang was really asleep!

I'll go, cheat my father, what's this! How can this be done? Isn't this a master? Why are you asleep when you catch fish? What if the bait is eaten? What if the person is dragged away by the fish? What if you accidentally fall off the chair?

Song Yun almost jumped up, and he spent nearly an hour here, and then he saw a master, fishing and sleeping here. God, you struck me to death with lightning.

Boom.

A muffled thunder sounded inexplicably in the sky.

"This... I'm just a joke, I can't really treat it..." Song Yun shrank his neck.

Perhaps it was because of the thunder, Mr. Wang opened his eyes for a moment, then looked around, and finally saw Song Yun, saying, "Hey, why are you still here?"

Song Yunshi, if he hadn't been able to beat him, at this time, he would have gone up and slapped the old man in the face regardless of respect for the elderly and love for the young. My buddy is waiting for you to teach you a hundred and eighty years of skills or a peerless martial arts. You are actually sleeping. Do you dare not waste your buddy's time like this? I can spend tens of thousands of dollars a year in an hour! Do you know what the concept is? My buddy can buy a BMW in a few days!

But Song Yun is sure that he can't beat this old man, so Song Yun chose not to speak.

"Where did you come from?" Mr. Wang asked as if he had forgotten that Song Yun had come with him before.

"I came from my room, and then went to find my second grandfather, and then you took me here!" Song Yun said weakly.

"Then where are you now?" asked Mr. Wang.

"I'm by your side now!" Song Yun replied.

"Then where are you going later?" Mr. Wang continued.

"I don't know either."

"Oh!" Old Wang nodded, turned to look at the fish hook inside.

Song Yun wondered if the old man wanted to sleep again? At this moment, without any warning, Old General Wang raised his fishing rod and a large fish, which was at least half a meter long, was pulled out of the water.

Under the sunlight, the water droplets are filled with colorful colors.

Bang.

Mr. Wang grabbed the fish with one hand and then threw the fish to the side. The fish was thrown into the net's pocket by Mr. Wang.

"This!" Song Yun looked at everything that happened in this moment. Song Yun had also seen the fish hook before, and there was no change at all. Didn't he say that he would just wait until the float was up and down before he could retract the line? This old man actually retracted the line like this, and he actually caught a big fish! Is this big fish too stupid or the old man too powerful?

Song Yun must be the latter reason, and then Song Yun was thinking, what is this old man telling himself?

"Do you... feel that your body is better than before?" asked Mr. Wang.

"I think it's okay." Song Yun moved his hands, moved his feet, and took a deep breath, not feeling the difference.

"Haha, try your perception." said Mr. Wang.

Upon hearing this, Song Yun closed his eyes and completely spread his sixth sense.

This spread made Song Yun realize his sixth sense, and his sixth sense seemed to be more sensitive than before!

Song Yun clearly felt that his newly grown flesh had received more subtle changes from the outside world, and, for some reason, Song Yun could actually sense the existence of Mr. Wang! In Song Yun's perception, Mr. Wang was no longer like wood as before, but a thick living body, especially Mr. Wang's heartbeat, which was calm and powerful, and did not look like the heartbeat that a hundred-year-old man should have.

"What's going on!" Song Yun was shocked. Although he had been shocked recently, this shock was the most shocking time. Logically speaking, his body has not fully recovered yet, so the sixth sense and other things should have been weakened, but it has been strengthened now. Can this master and master fishing still have such effects?

"Do you really think that the whipping of the Song family is that simple?" Old Wang said with a smile.

"Can you have any mystery?" Song Yun asked.

"The Song family whipping is divided into 50.100.200.300 whippings. Each type of whipping has its own fixed method. The size of the force and the place where the whip is whipping is of particular importance!" said Wang Lao, "Three hundred whippings are the most severe among the Song family's whippings, but also the most mysterious!"

"The most mysterious? Isn't it just a whip on your body? What's more mysterious? Could it be that this secret is that it can't kill people, but it will make people live worse than death?" Song Yun asked.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!