Chapter 38: Bullying the mountain does not bully the water (above)

Fatty laughed: “Yang Sen I always take you as a smart person, but I found that you compared with Hu Commander is really not a level, I think of the future you live with him, had to worry for you, with your kind of flawless reputation and deep faith in the values of the United States, so that you are simply impossible to find out what he played with you catnip, to my understanding of him for so many years, he Hu Bayi is a No ah, he is not a light, this kid is full of contemporary night and day story ah, if he can remove the talisman of gold I would like to pull out the head for you to play as a ball, he put the talisman of gold hanging on the ankle neck can also be considered a gold basin wash hands? Even if he washes his hands, his feet have not been washed …….”

I cursed how this king fat how which pot is not open to mention which pot, specializing in corrupting me so hard to set up in Shirley Yang’s mind the image of law-abiding, this Shirley Yang may not not be unaware of, but just to give me a little bit of face to stay in the heart of the undeclared only, why do not you have to be more than words, I hastened from the interruptions, dispersed away from the crowd of the idea of the power of the coincidentally Ming Uncle worshiped the fish master, is going to be under the knife to slaughter mussels, and asked us to give him a hand, the total count of the people to help him. He asked us to give him a hand, finally is temporarily hidden from the past.

See Uncle Ming walked up two steps, his hand upside down a curved knife, in the clam shell dragged back and forth, issued a series of ominous sound, this knife blade is not more than a foot, the body of the knife to the inward curved, in the rain is still cold light, swallowing the mouth of a burin gold dragon head, handle are scales, is that we are in the coral temple island, from the green businessman “to break the hands of martial arts” received a sharp weapon, is the old days of the eggs, the old days of the egg, the old days, the old days, the old days, the old days, the old days. A sharp weapon, is the old time egg people chief dedicated to slaughter clam scraping clam arc sharp edge, also has dozens of generations of history, whittle in this handle dragon arc blade under the old clam has been difficult to count, but used to cut this thousand years “giant clam” I am afraid that is also the first time.

The sea is pouring rain, people wearing raincoats stand on the deck, see Uncle Ming holding scraping mussels “dragon arc blade”, the blade in the cannibalism mussel shell back and forth drag, early egg people, rely on the sea to pick eggs and catch mussels for a living, often compared to their own fish and dragons of the same genus, this is probably due to the picking of eggs is too dangerous, with a “Dragon” word can not be fierce and vicious aquatic injuries, this handle used to take beads and slaughter clams, underwater to fight the dragon’s short blade, only known as “Dragon Arc”, but in ancient times only the royal family can only to the dragon to call themselves, the egg people civil dragon word taboo, never publicized, and will not be The Dragon Arc will never be shown to the public, nor will it be shown to the public.

Uncle Ming’s uncle was born in the early years of the egg people, so Uncle Ming is very familiar with all kinds of egg picking, I and Fatty look at him like a clergyman with a knife to fiddle with the mussel shells, and recite incantations in his mouth, as in the old mussel in the sentence before the practice of supererogation in general, are a little bit funny.

Uncle Ming also blamed us for not understanding the power of the “touching gold” and “picking eggs” are traditional crafts, touching gold so many rules of the trade, who will inevitably commit two, committed also committed, as long as the eight is hard enough, may not necessarily take a life, but the risk of picking eggs in the sea! The risk faced by the egg collection in the sea, not in the mountain tomb raiding and digging can be compared to, as the saying goes, “Deception of the mountains do not deceive the water, concealment of the sky is not hidden from the sea”, the age of the ancient tombs in the mountains and then long, may not have some of the years of aquatic life in the sea more than a mysterious and difficult to describe the sea can not be counted, once something happened to the sea to escape not even sent to flee, if the sea does not have respect for the sea, at sea arbitrarily, then there are Ten lives are not enough to lose, the sea running boat fishing egg pickers as many as hair, but I have not heard that half of them dare to disrespect the sea god fisherman.

I do not think, these years to do the experience of the gold inspector, so that I know the gold inspector chicken lights out not to touch the rules of the gold, by no means what superstitious ghosts and gods, only secular people, difficult to peep the true meaning of which, distorted misunderstanding, but at this time is not good to say more, only to let Uncle Ming hurry up to do it, so that everyone see, the clam inside is not hiding an abominable, specializing in deception of the good feelings of the people of the working class, the clam spirit.

Shirley Yang did not want to see this bloody scene, want to go to the bow of the boat to meet Ruan Hei master and disciples, and greeted me to go there: “Old Hu, let’s go to the bow of the boat, okay? I have a few words I want to say to you.”

I said, “I’m sure Fatty just slipped out, now Shirley Yang is going to ask me what the difference is between washing my hands and feet, I’m most afraid of her mentioning this, I hurriedly grabbed one of the cables on the back deck to tie up the man-eating mussels, and said to her, “How are Uncle Ming and Fatty going to clean up such a big guy? I have to give them a hand, if we want to talk about it, let’s talk about it here, I am now dead even if I don’t leave the inch.”

Shirley Yang looked at me despondently, alone in the rain went to the bow, I looked at her back and breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that my “touch of gold talisman” after all can not be kept, but as long as this time to get enough money to the United States on the honest to do serious business, after all, there are still a lot of people in the world to rely on me to feed, nothing can not live without money, their own difficulties, and the world is not a good place to go. Can not run out of money, their own difficulties will only know.

Think of the front line around the sacrifice of comrades in the eyes, their hometown family members still live in poverty, then can go at ease? My brain messed up for a while, and so back to God, Uncle Ming that set of evil killing spell has been sung, it is strange, he used the dragon arc short blade dialing the clam shell, let out a sound of crisp ringing, seems to be dark with the ancient rhythms of the rhythm of the beat, that cannibalism mussels seem to be hypnotized by the round light in general, the two interlocking jagged canine clam shells gently shaking, but also since the crack opened a gap.

I and the fat man look at the mouth wide open, half a day did not close: “This and the gold school officer lost many years of open coffin spell actually have the same wonder, it is said that the copper coffin iron coffin to open the coffin spell recited a hundred times, without having to do it will be able to raise the coffin hair material, how come with a knife toggle a few times, the millennium giant clam on the surrender of the gun?”

Uncle Ming face with color, this old method or the first time to use, I did not expect that there is a miraculous experience, it seems that the “fisherman” blessing, this big giant clam is considered a reward for the egg people.

I and the fat man sighed Uncle Ming picking eggs means smart, simply like a fucking “old cadres” like let us respect ah, it seems that the ancient egg people left behind the craft, really are some reason.

Three people are on the rise, in the rain, only to see cannibalism mussels white mussel shell gap, a golden light shot out, shook our eyes flashed, fat man fast, with a strong anesthetic needle, along the mussel seam ruthlessly inserted into the pain that the old mussels a do, blink of an eye has been paralyzed, can not move.

We hastily find the separator will be “giant clams” two shells open, just feel a sea fishy stench of the nose, dim rainy day, the clam shells in the colorful glitter to capture the eyes of two people, in the darkness of the sea can be illuminated hundreds of paces, did not wait for us to see clearly, Uncle Ming on the hands and feet in a hurry to pull down the raincoat that we wore to cover the clam in the light, face all the complex expressions of surprise and joy. His face was filled with a complex expression of surprise and joy.