Chapter 1030: Master Chasing the Moon (3)

Yang Zimei drove her grandma to the river in the eastern suburbs.
"Grandma, what do you have to come here to say?"
Yang Zimei asked in confusion.
"Where is the star diamond? Still on you?"
"Ok."
Yang Zimei found the star diamond from the storage ring and handed it to her, "Does the grandmother want to return it?"
The grandma shook her head and motioned for her to hold the star diamond.
Yang Zi's eyebrows were hidden, and he looked at the grandmother puzzledly.
"You must put this starburst diamond, and you cannot give you that slave."
The grandmother's expression was solemnly exhorted.
"Ok."
Yang Zi nodded.
"Come on, let's meet someone!"
The grandmother took her hand and walked to the old man who was fishing by the river, hanging down, and devoting himself to fishing.
"She is coming!"
The grandma said to the old man.
"Ok!"
The old man answered, and the fishing rod in his hand was picked, and a fish the size of a palm was caught in a fishing hook.
The old man seemed dissatisfied that the fish was too small, so he threw the fish back into the river again.
"Show me a fish."
Instead of raising his face, the old man threw the fishing rod to Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei picked it up in fog, and sat down obediently, opened the stone next to him, found an earthworm from the inside, and put it into the fishhook.
She is no stranger to fishing. In the last life, she had fished a lot to try something new.
However, at that time, she did not have such an advanced fishing rod. She just used a bamboo rod, tied a string, attached a fishing hook, and strung the earthworm, and started fishing.
Yang Zimei threw the fishhook into the water, then tilted his head to see the old man clearly.
It was just that his face had been covered by the big bucket, and he could not see clearly.
So she simply opened his eyes to see him.
As a result, like the grandmother, she could not see any information, only chaos.
This was as expected, so she wasn't surprised.
"Pay attention!"
The old man cried sharply when she saw that she was peeking at herself.
Yang Zimei had to sit down and concentrate on fishing.
Maybe she was lucky, and after a while, the fishhook would move, and she felt a heavy force dragging, so she hurriedly pulled it.
A big fish about thirty centimeters long struggled painfully on the hook ...
Yang Zimei pulled it over, unhooked the fishhook, and threw it back into the water.
"Why throw it?"
The old man asked.
"I don't want to kill."
Yang Zimei returned the fishing rod to him, "It's not fun to watch the fish dying on the hook, and I will never fish again."
"Oh, kind of compassionate, it seems that the old man in Yuqing accepted disciples like him."
After the old man said it, he took down the bucket hoe.
Seeing the face in front of him, Yang Zi frowned, calling out tentatively, "Miss Guanfeng?"
"Haha--"
Guan Feng smiled heartily, "I didn't expect that you would recognize me, yes, I am Guan Feng."
Yang Zimei thought of Dragon Chasing the Moon, who was struggling to find Master.
"Mr. Guan, Long Chayue is your apprentice. She is looking for you everywhere."
Yang Zimei couldn't help it.
"Follow her."
Guan Feng said indifferently, "The girl used to rely too much on me, and let her foolishly, and you should not tell her my news."
"Ok."
Although Yang Zimei sympathized with Long chasing the moon, he had to agree.