Chapter 6 (1/2)

The hook shakes very fast. Han Fei immediately determines that it's not something like a shrimp tentacle, so he drags it.

Maybe it's because the grade is too low? Several times, Han Fei almost got rid of his fishing rod. Finally, he froze for several minutes, and a large yellow croaker was lifted out of the water by Han Fei. Although this big yellow croaker is not as big as the one that Lao Chen fished, it is 80 or 90 years old, and it is definitely a big fish.

Data emerges in sight.

[name] large yellow croaker

[grade] level 3

[quality] ordinary

[contains spirit gas] 6 points

[edible effect] long term consumption can improve human blood gas

[absorbable]

”hahaha, fishing can still stop me? It's just a big yellow croaker. I'll catch another ten or eight. ”

Han Fei quickly put on the bait, and then threw the hook. Because the fish are dense, the bite response is very fast. Unfortunately, because the strength of the fish is too strong for three times in a row, so he unhooked. He didn't even pull up a shrimp.

Han Fei recalled Chen tou's action of pulling fish at that time. It seems that he conducted his aura to the fishing rod, and then the rod made a turn and hooked the fish. Is there any principle in this?

Han Fei tried. The fishing rod in his hand seemed to become a part of his body. Han Fei could even feel the movement of the fish in the water through the fishing line.

”Oh, so amazing?”

At this time, Han Fei knows why Lao Chen has to turn the fishing rod. This is fishing technique. The purpose is to make the hook better catch the fish's mouth.

Familiar with the usage, the second large yellow croaker was pulled up by Han Fei, but this one is obviously much smaller than the first one.

But Han Fei didn't care. No matter how small he was, he had fifty or sixty Jin. His daily task was three hundred jin.

However, to Han Fei's surprise, his aura value actually consumed 5 points in a single aura conduction fishing. But the aura contained in this big yellow croaker is only 5 points, which is too much.

”No, it's a loss! Am I not fishing for nothing? ”

As soon as Han Fei bites his teeth, he still has to fish. Otherwise, if he can't pay the fish tax, he can't go back to the island.

In less than half an hour, another fish caught the bait. Han Fei estimated that this was a normal time. Just then, it was the convergence of aura that led to the convergence of fish.

This time, Han Fei learned to be smart. Once a fish bites, the first thing is not to pull. First, let the aura gather in your hands, then transmit it to the fishing rod, then close your eyes and feel the direction of the fish's struggle. Finally, you can hook up a fish by turning around.

Of course, not all this time. In more than two hours, Han Fei could not slide the hook ten times, and only seven or eight fish were caught, including two small white fish.

Another hour later, the night was very deep, the sea was windy, and the temperature dropped.

A box of green worms is at the bottom. There is only one left. And there are eight or nine big yellow croakers swimming in their cabins. Of course, thanks to the fact that they are all big yellow croakers, otherwise a green turtle may not have done it.

Last one, finish fishing.

All of a sudden, Han Fei thought of Wang Jie's saying that the hook can't be more than three meters. Can he catch something else if it's more than three meters?

Han Fei's eyes turn and his heart says it's OK to try? After all, the difference between three meters up and three meters down should not be big. Can't I just throw more than one? After all, the big yellow croaker is just the lowest fish, or, try the green turtle?

This time, Han unintentionally put a little more fish line. He thought there should be green turtle below three meters.

As a result, as soon as Han Fei's front foot dropped the hook, the fishing line moved.

”I'll go. Is the hook so fast under three meters?

Han Fei's heart is happy. Does the speed of fish biting have something to do with the depth of water?

Han Fei tried to pull the hook when he boarded the boat. But when Han Fei pulled the hook for a long time, he suddenly got a light hand and broke the fishing line. He fell heavily on the boat.

”Damn Zhang Han, do what he can to give me inferior goods.”

However, in the dusk, Han Fei saw a cold light flash through the sky. It was a strange fish that flew towards him.

”Lying trough...”

The first impression in Han Fei's mind is the swordfish. Did he encounter the swordfish? Is the line cut by the swordfish?

A knife on the back of a cuttlefish is something even a three-year-old knows. That knife can make weapons, and the price is not low.

The sabre fish's knife can be detached. The cold light Han Fei saw at the moment is just a knife.

”My mother!”

Han Fei hurriedly crossed the fishing rod.