Linda's funeral was super deserted. Cliff has appeared, urging the process all the way, and finally thinks that the process is too much and simply throws it away. He spent more time chatting with Solin than he was at the funeral.

Zac didn't care about the funeral or Thorin. After noon, he was asked to leave by his neighbor, Poki Quinn.

Quite strangely, Pooch actually invited Zac to go fishing.

Yes, fishing.

When Portage came to Grande to look for Zac, Zac was still in a daze for a while. "You're talking about the kind of fish holding a rod, on the land, waiting in the water ... that kind of activity?"

"Otherwise." Pooch did not give Zac a chance to refuse. "The equipment you have prepared for you, let's go."

Zac didn't know why Boqi made such a sudden outburst, but ... he wasn't afraid, just walk away.

There are actually many places where Barton can fish, the Charles River, Paisin River, and the sea. Looking at where Bogey was driving, it shouldn't be going to the sea. "Where are we going?"

"Sloan found a quiet place, on the Paisin River, we went there."

"Sloan? Soul Walker?"

"Any questions."

"No."

No more words on the way, Zac was taken to the predetermined location, and the Soul Walker was already waiting there.

Zac looked around, and there were really only three of them.

Sloan asked, "Are you going to fish."

Zac replied, "No."

Sloan confirmed, "Is it true or false?"

"Really not." Zack confirmed. Zac thought he was so honest that he should be rewarded immediately-what does this inexplicable invitation mean.

Unexpectedly, Sloan's face was pulled down immediately after receiving such an answer, facing Boqi, "He doesn't know how to fish, what is he going to do with him?"

Zac pursed his lips and didn't want to speak.

Hey. How to say it ... so: Zac is quite calm, he thinks that Boqi has something to discuss with himself, and the inexplicable activity of fishing is just an excuse, so he agreed. But now it seems that fishing is no excuse. It is a serious leisure activity. Why should Zac be here?

Boqi replied to Sloan, "Did you know how to fish before? Didn't I teach it? I'm going to teach my neighbor fishing now, do you have an opinion?"

"Uh, no." Sloan waved his hand and glanced at Zac. "Huh." He took the small folding stool away from Zac.

"Hold it." Pooch came over, handing Zac a brand new fishing rod, then a hook, bait ... while operating the demonstration on his own rod, while letting Zac follow suit.

Zach ... replicated Pooch's movements, and when Zack threw the hook into the water, he was praised by Pooch. "Excellent."

Zac is not uncommon for this praise.

Then, then there is no more. On this section of the Paisin River, there were three men who said nothing, staring at the water in a daze. This is a still picture.

In fact, when the still picture lasted for five minutes, Zack had confirmed that he hated such leisure activities. What is the significance?

Can daze in Grande still treat those employees in the living area as viewing objects, is there any value in daze on the Paisin River?

Zach started to move his fishing rod, and the fishing line pulled the ripples back and forth in the current. This move succeeded in arousing the disgust of the nearest Boqi, "What are you doing."

"A fish passed my bait four or five times, and I was attracting its attention." Zack replied.

Pooch was quiet for a while, the fishing rod in his hand caught in the holder, and then cut his finger and started to shake beside Zac's face.

"What are you doing." Zach leaned back at Pooch.

"Attract your attention."

This behavior makes Zac happy and strange, Zac: "Do you want me to bite you? What do you think I am, a fish?"

"No, I'm telling, it's fish like you. This idiot-like behavior won't hook any creature, whether it's a vampire or a fish."

Zac's mouth twitched to the side. Inexplicably insulted. Forget it, Zac no longer moves the fishing rod randomly, and Boqi also withdrew his finger with satisfaction, put on the band-aid and picked up the fishing rod.

The picture continued to stop ... until the light source was no longer allowed, which ended Zac ’s leisure activities that he did n’t understand from the beginning.

Zac didn't say anything, Poach: "I think Solin went to Grande this morning. You were invited to participate in the opening of the nightclub. It happened to go with Sloan."

Zac didn't have time to speak again, "Hey! Why did you invite you!" Is obviously uncomfortable, "Well, there will be no other vampires?"

Zac didn't want to talk anymore, glanced at Pooch, and wondered if it was the purpose of Pooch inexplicably taking himself to fish-let him go to the nightclub with Sloan. It's just ... what's the point? ? But if it doesn't make sense, is it so wasteful this afternoon? ?

Zac didn't get an answer either, and after Boqi explained, he left. But Sloan really took Zac to his car, "Don't think I want to be with you, Boqi is my boss (nursing home), you have a 'colt', I still have the necessary Face must be maintained. "

As if it were a free ride, Zach got on Sloan's car. Similarly, there was no communication along the way, Zac and Sloan arrived at the door of the nightclub.

A lot of people were already there. A few familiar people saw Zac's appearance. They were all similar to Sloan. They detoured and were obviously not happy about Zac's appearance ...

Zac began to think that this was a personal attack ... until I saw Benjamin, and Benjamin came over and said lightly, "Is it interesting, I have finished talking about Anthony, you have to publish one more time, now, Anthony and I have time to talk again. "

I do n’t think this is a personal attack. Zac had wanted to remind Benjamin when he reminded Rimer of the nightclub's possible image of the Barton alien lord. Now, Zac is angry, "It's not what I want to say, it was Anthony's question."

"He asked, are you going to answer." Benjamin drifted away.

Zac is really ready to turn around and leave. Solin personally came out to pick up Zac. The process was very smooth. There was no obstruction between him and Zac. "You're here ~" Solin was still looking around Zac happily. "The one from the Republic ... … "

Solin knew that Zac was taken away by Pochi to fish at noon, and Zac didn't need to explain. "I don't know if I'm going back to Grand, I came with Sloan."

"Alright, I don't know how to entertain it. Come in." Ignoring Zac's willingness to hug Zac into the nightclub.

If it was another alien, Zac refused and walked away, but Solin couldn't. Not only is the owner's face not disregarded by Zac's self-cultivation, but Sorin is also the reason for the second generation of vampires.

However, Zac's mentality adjustment can be regarded as fast, and the big deal should be the continuation of fishing.

Solin arranged a "drink" for Zac, arranged Zac in the private room on the second floor, and then went to greet other guests, leaving Zac alone on the open terrace on the second floor, shaking the glass, see below 'People'. Zac didn't catch a fish all afternoon, and now it's the same. Downstairs is a fish, and upstairs is Zack who doesn't know the meaning of fishing. Just keep this picture still.

We have no way of knowing what the fish is thinking when looking at the fisherman, but a group of aliens are watching the vampire upstairs who is thinking about something while shaking his glass ...

Someone came to find Zach in the private room.

"You actually go fishing." It was Morrillin who was also holding a drink.

Zac glanced sideways at this mind reader, and he hadn't done business with this and this tailor for a long time. Now, when he meets, Zac suddenly feels that he should make some new clothes. Torrido cares about his appearance ~

To Maureen, Zack ’s attitude has always been candid, and it ’s not necessary to be candid. “Exactly, please trouble me to find out how I promised Poche to go fishing.”

Morrillin answered quickly, "Because you thought Poche had something to say to you." Morrillin stood beside Zac and looked at the aliens downstairs, "but this is not what you really want to ask. The question, what you really want to ask is why is fishing. "

Zac shrugged. "Why."

"Because Boque Quinn is smarter than we thought." Morrillin smiled and took Zac, away from the terrace. "I don't like crowded places, it's too noisy."

Zac cooperated and sat down with Morrillin in the rear, "You mean that Poche Quinn noticed that the nightclub of Rimmer was opened for aliens?"

Maureen nodded. "The Quinn sanitarium is a member of the wizarding family in the middle. The wizarding family is close to Spella in Paisin. He notices that something is not strange."

Zac doesn't care how Boqi Quinn knows about nightclub invitations, and from Sloan, who works in a nursing home, Zac's interest in Morrillin is now 'fishing'.

"The following Sloan is already showing off his harvest in the afternoon to others. Inevitably, he doesn't have the shameless vampire's fishing ability. You haven't seen a fish all afternoon ~" Morrillin was laughing.

Zac doesn't matter, "I heard." Fishing is really meaningless to vampires, eat? Uh, Zack doesn't need the ability to fish.

"Do you think Pooch needs to do something like fishing?" Morrelin asked.

Zach shook his head naturally. "In the identity of Pooch, he really doesn't need to use this boring activity as a social means. The poker games and banquets are more suitable for him." Zack shrugged. "Probably his personal Like it. "

It's like Mrs. Quinn collecting things from Indo-Chinese culture.

"Even if you are a hobby, you should find someone with the same hobby together. Sloan did not conceal it below-if it was not for the purpose of regaining his job in the nursing home, he deliberately pleased the new boss of the nursing home before accompanying him with Pooch Quinn fished. "

Zac raised an eyebrow. A window seems to be open.

Morinlin, the mind-reader, apparently ‘read’ this window opened in Zac ’s thinking. With a smile on his face, he feels kindly because of his age. He used to habitually fiddle with the tape measure that he often stayed on his neck, and fiddled with it for a while, only to find that he is now a party dress for a nightclub, without a tape measure.

Zac said nothing for the time being.

Zac is not completely unaware of the evolution of fishing from survival to leisure in human history. Vampires who have been mixed in the history of human civilization certainly know this kind of activity, just as a vampire, there is no need for this kind of activity.

Some people may think of fishing as self-cultivation and time-passing, but for vampires, the effect of self-cultivation is not as good as a glass of ‘wine’, and the effect of passing time is, er, not as good as a sleep, so it makes no sense.

If there are really vampires who like this kind of activity, then it is the same as Zac ’s presumed Bourges, a very personal hobby.

And this kind of intelligence is regarded as a personal hobby activity, and Boqi has gained a follower ... Anyway, now describing Zac ’s psychological activity, we are directly talking about ... a little intention-fishing can only be maintained by hobby During the event, Pooch really hung a fish: Sloan the Soul Walker.

Then in Zac's thinking, what is his hobby.

We extended the fishing activity to the current nightclub. Zac is on the second floor, and other aliens are below ...

What is Zac's hobby?

It is human. Anthony said, no one refuted it.

This hobby of mankind cannot catch a fish!

This is the conclusion of the window opened in Zac's thinking.

Zac's thinking was over, and he glanced at Morrelin.

Morinlin continued to smile kindly, "Yes ~ I came up because the following is too noisy, your hobby is not something that attracts the hangup"

Zac frowned. If you feel a physical attack before, you can still use a group of interracial fears of vampires to justify it. Now, this whitewash is gone. All the aliens in this nightclub occasion, except Zac, who was a still picture on the second floor, did not care about humans. No other race felt that going to Zac ’s hook was good for themselves, such as Sloan matching Boqi ’s hobby.

Zac, really true, unpopular ...

Zac took a sip of ‘wine’, “If Pochi really wanted to express this to me and took me to fishing, I really admired him a little.”

Morrill smiled, "Why do you say that?"

What is Zac's hobby?

It is human. Anthony said, no one refuted it.

This hobby of mankind cannot catch a fish!

This is the conclusion of the window opened in Zac's thinking.

Zac's thinking was over, and he glanced at Morrelin.

Morinlin continued to smile kindly, "Yes ~ I came up because the following is too noisy, your hobby is not something that attracts the hangup"

Zac frowned. If you feel a physical attack before, you can still use a group of interracial fears of vampires to justify it. Now, this whitewash is gone. All the aliens in this nightclub occasion, except Zac, who was a still picture on the second floor, did not care about humans. No other race felt that going to Zac ’s hook was good for themselves, such as Sloan matching Boqi ’s hobby.

Zac, really true, unpopular ...

Zac took a sip of ‘wine’, “If Pochi really wanted to express this to me and took me to fishing, I really admired him a little.”

Morrill smiled, "Why do you say that?"