V4.C119 (1/2)

In the following time, Hawkeye was fully engaged in fishing with straight hooks.

He suffered from hunger, while immersed in the heart, trying to feel the voice of all things, but after seven days, the harvest was still very small.

But he didn't get discouraged, he still insisted on putting all his energy into the seemingly absurd thing every day.

If he had not seen Xuan catch fish with this fishing rod, maybe he would have doubts and doubts. But if it was what he saw with his own eyes, he did not hesitate.

The so-called swordsman has a determination not to achieve his goal.

And as time went by, Hawk Eye always felt as if he had changed something different, but he could not tell the specific feeling. The only thing that could be confirmed was that the fish that had swam would still cast scornful eyes at him. Although he knew that the fish were not the same as those before.

”The heart is like a floating cloud, always at ease, and its meaning is like flowing water, whatever it is? What kind of feeling is it

It's night. The eagle can't sleep with his eyes closed. For more than a week, he didn't eat anything. He only drank some clear water that Xuan took out in his personal space. His hunger was like a lingering devil.

But as Xuan said, because the green leaves provide a steady stream of vitality every day, he has no other discomfort except hunger, and even his physical strength has not decreased much.

However, it is not a way to go on like this. What's more, Hawkeye's ultimate goal is to learn swordsmanship. Now he has been wandering on the sea for so long. He has not gained anything about fencing except his cooking skills.

”Listen to the sounds of all things and feel the rhythm of the sea?” Eagle eye sat up, looking at the sea in the night, lost in thought. This idealistic realm is a kind of metaphysical and mysterious thing, which can't be explained clearly by language.

Frowning, he stretched his arm into the cold water, expecting something. The sea water microwave, the green leaves also rise and fall, completely maintaining the same rhythm, from the beginning to the end, no drop of sea water splashed on the leaves, which is totally unimaginable for other boats.

”Wait...”

All of a sudden, eagle eye seemed to realize something. Instead of withdrawing his arm, he carefully observed the ups and downs of the sea, and at the same time watched the movement of leaves.

Without any delay, the actions of both sides are completely synchronized, rather than the force of the sea water to push up the leaves. It is more like that the leaves themselves are part of the sea water, which is why there is no sea water.

In front of him, there was a door that opened fiercely, and the eagle's eyes kept thinking about something. After a few seconds, he turned his head and looked at Yu Zhibo Xuan, sitting on the other end of his lap.

In his observation, Yu Zhibo Xuan's figure also bumps with the rise and fall of leaves, but there is a strange law in it. Everything seems so natural and harmonious.