My Jianghu: Strange Immortal Qinghe Save Your Life

Qinghe is in distress

The summer vacation of the year I graduated from elementary school was the first summer vacation in my life without homework, and I felt very relaxed, like I could fly. There are still more than two months to go before entering junior high school, and I can use this time to catch enough fish that I have not caught in the past, and I am addicted to fishing.

After lunch one day, I couldn't wait to go out fishing. At that time, lunch in our countryside was generally one or two o'clock in the afternoon, or even until three or four o'clock.

On this day, I chose to fish by the Qingliang River (qinghe for short). Qingliang River from the irrigation county of Yutang Town, all year round in the Qingliang River continuous flow, more fish, I was five or six years old one summer almost died in the river.

At that time, two elementary school students were swimming in a backwater lump in the Cool River, and a primary school student shouted to me: "Little five, come down and take a bath, catch fish!" "After saying that, he plunged into the water, and then he would emerge from another place, and he actually caught a fish in his hand. I looked, my heart was itchy, I didn't think much about it, I took off my clothes and pants and jumped into the river, because I didn't know how to read water, I was busy after entering the water, I choked a few mouthfuls, and I didn't know how to shout "help". Fortunately, the two elementary school students saw that the situation was not good, quickly swam to my side, and tried their best to carry me ashore. Decades later, I still remember it vividly.

On this day, I came to the Qingliang River again, and kept guard for half a day at the fishing port where I often fished, and I didn't even catch a small fish. I inserted my fishing rod into the shore and prepared to go to my father's field to pick a cucumber to solve the problem. Walking along the river, a light rain began to fall in the sky, and I suddenly slipped into the river, and the water was relatively turbulent, rushing me downstream. Fortunately, I have learned to swim, not hurriedly swimming along the water to the shore, but the shore is slippery, repeatedly can not catch, the heart is anxious, but also did not panic, thinking that there is a sink not far downstream, then you can grab the edge of the sink to climb up.

Soon, I was washed by the water to the sink, raised my hand to grasp, did not catch, the water continued to rush me downstream. At this time, my heart began to worry, and I told myself to keep calm, and further down, there were reeds by the river, and I must catch it. I tried to keep myself calm, but by this time I was getting weaker, I wasn't strong enough to swim, and I was starting to panic a little.

At this time, the light rain has become heavy rain, and it is the time for lunch in the countryside, there should be very few people on the riverbank, what if you can't catch the reeds? My mind flashed back to the scene of being in danger in the Cool River when I was five or six years old, thinking about how to get out of danger this time, and thinking about the fishing rod inserted in the river.

Qinghe in Distress (Chen Yujun painting)

"Little Five, pick up the stick!" Suddenly there was a loud cry from the riverbank, and as a pole tied with silk thread reached out to me, it was not a life-saving straw, but a life-saving bamboo pole. It turned out to be Murakami's haunted "strange fairy" appeared in front of my eyes in time, he usually rarely fished on sunny days, mostly hooked in rainy days, and went out in the rain this afternoon, just met me who fell into the water. Overjoyed, I reached out and didn't catch the bamboo pole. The strange fairy trotted a few steps and stretched the bamboo pole down the river. I grabbed the river ridge with my left hand, stretched out my right hand, and finally firmly grasped the bamboo pole. The strange fairy pulled on the belt and successfully dragged me into the ditch.

Strange immortals, whose real name is Yang Jiulong, always do things differently, like to invent and innovate, such as fishing rods do not use the usual head and tail, but the bamboo poles are sawn off from it, and the two ends of the fishing rod are almost the same size, which can be called "bamboo sticks", he said that the big fish caught that way can not run away.

The strange fairy smiled and said, "Everyone laughed at me for fishing with a stick, and today I finally caught a big fish!" ”

I was caught falling into the water "big fish." ”

He still smiled and said, "Fishing is very happy, fishing is risky." Fishing with the gods, auspicious and safe. "Since then, we have become fishing friends, we have become friends, and the strange gods are more than 40 years older than me."

Soon, I also made a bamboo stick like a strange fairy out of a bamboo pole, hoping that one day it would catch a big fish and save people's lives.

Text/Zhao Jiaming (Dujiangyan)

Excerpt from the 2021 edition of the Academic Journal Fishing