For Zhou Fan's teasing, Chifu gritted her teeth with hatred, but she really couldn't help Zhou Fan on the boat, so she could only swallow the grievance and stop going.

When Zhou Fan saw that the boat had stabilized, he stopped laughing, looked at Zhao Yazhu and said, "Take out the fishing rod."

Zhao Yazhu couldn't refuse the request for fishing, she waved her hand, the gray fog on the square table dissipated, and seven fishing rods of different colors appeared leaning against the table.

Is this the fishing rod? There is curiosity in Qifu's eyes,

Zhao Yazhu looked at the fishing rod. After confirming that Zhou Fan really wanted to fish, she felt a little weird in her heart. Is this person really so confident in her luck?

Or just dissatisfied with her price, deliberately fighting, and would rather lose the big gray worm than let her profit?

"It's too late for you to regret it now." Zhou Fan glanced at the seven fishing rods and said.

"It should be me who said that. It's too late for you to regret it. Otherwise, as long as you fish, you won't have enough 24,000 gray worms." Zhao Yazhu sneered.

Zhou Fan saw that Zhao Yazhu didn't let go, so he didn't say more, but walked over, looked at the seven fishing rods and hesitated, and finally chose the ink black fishing rod.

The ink black fishing rod is the classic fishing rod. His goal is clear, in order to catch the best linking pulse technique. Of course, the classic fishing rod is the most suitable and has the highest probability.

After Zhou Fan took the ink black fishing rod to the railing of the boat, he did not rush to throw the fishing rod, but the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he muttered something.

Qifu was curious to see what was going on with this fishing. Seeing Zhou Fan like this, even if the relationship between the two was not good, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"I'm praying to all the gods I know, this will increase my probability of catching what I want by 50%." Zhou Fan stopped and replied with a serious face.

Zhao Yazhu sneered: "Gods are nothing more than the products of beliefs blindly imagined by human beings. There is no **** in this world. My monks only believe in themselves. If prayer is useful, why do you practice so hard? Pray every day, maybe one day. can go a step further.”

"Shut up, people without faith like you don't understand." Zhou Fan snorted coldly, but he muttered in his heart: I know it's useless, at least it can be regarded as comfort.

Zhou Fan didn't think any more, but flicked the fishing rod, and a jet-black fishing line appeared from the air and hung down on the river.

The surface of the river soon formed a small whirlpool around the fishing line.

Zhou Fan waited patiently for a while, until the fishing line was taut before he could lift the fishing rod proficiently.

With a clatter, the end of the fishing line spread out and enveloped a book with a black cover.

The ink black fishing rod is a classic fishing rod. It is not strange to catch a book, but Zhou Fan felt a little strange that most of the books he caught in the past would be packed in wooden boxes.

At this time, the fishing line had already swung back from the river, and Zhou Fan didn't have time to think about it, but reached out and grabbed the book.

"What book?" Zhou Fan hadn't read it yet, when Zhao Yazhu had quietly stood beside him and asked.

This startled Zhou Fan, Zhou Fanqiang resisted and did not look back at Zhao Yazhu's **** body, but turned the front of the book and glanced at the words on the cover.

There are four quaint words written on it: The Book of Storage.

"The Book of Storage?" Zhao Yazhu's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but they quickly stretched out. She curled her lips without commenting.

Zhou Fan looked at the title of the book and was slightly startled, this doesn't seem to be a practice method, what type of book is it?

Could it be that he caught a junk book? This cost 4,096 Great Grey Worms.

Zhou Fan eagerly wanted to open the cover and took a serious look, but the cover was tightly closed and could not be opened at all.

"What's going on? Why can't I open it?" Zhou Fan's expression changed slightly. It was the first time he had encountered a book that could not be opened.

Qifu also looked curiously.

Zhao Yazhu was silent.

Zhou Fan understood Zhao Yazhu's gesture. He threw the book to Zhao Yazhu and said, "Help me identify it."

"According to the convention, the appraisal fee is 20 large gray worms, is that okay?" Zhao Yazhu asked.

"No problem." Zhou Fan nodded and agreed. Zhao Yazhu couldn't charge the appraisal fee. Twenty big gray worms were nothing to him now.

Zhao Yazhu summoned the big glass ball and took away twenty big grey worms before looking down at the cover of the book. She also did not open the tightly closed pages.

Zhou Fan glanced at his glass ball and found that the glass ball had lost more than 4,000 large gray worms all at once. He understood that it seemed that the cost of fishing should be deducted from him first, and then from Chufu. That blue glass ball.

But to him, it doesn't make any difference. After all, only he can use the big gray worms of the two colored glass balls.

Zhao Yazhu kept staring at the black cover of the book. After reading it for a while, she raised her head and threw the book to Zhou Fan and said, "This is a book for storage."

"You are nonsense." Zhou Fan said speechlessly: "It's the title of the book."

"It's not nonsense." Zhao Yazhu said angrily: "I mean it is a book that can be stored, you can use it as a special storage device."

"Is this a storage utensil?" Zhou Fan then reacted, "A storage utensil made of a book?"

Of course he has heard of this magical and valuable item, but he has never really thought that a book can also be used as a storage device, so even if he sees a book with storage written on it, he does not associate it with a storage device. Get in touch.

After all, this is more likely to be a book about storage utensils, and who knows it will be a book that can be used as storage.

"Is there a problem?" Zhao Yazhu asked back with the eyes of the bun, "The refining of storage tools depends on the refiner's preferences. Since there are rings, bracelets, necklaces, storage bags, etc., there are no books as storage tools. What's weird~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhou Fan snorted, he ignored Zhao Yazhu's sarcasm, but raised his eyebrows slightly, and spent more than 4,000 big gray worms catching such a thing, he didn't know if he made a profit Still a loss.

"However, this is not an ordinary storage device. The ordinary storage device cannot be used by warriors. This book of storage can be used even by warriors." Zhao Yazhu had a strange look on her face. Observe its properties.

This book is a bit complicated, but she is too lazy to say more, Zhou Fan will understand when he goes out, this is not concealing information.

"Since the martial artist can use it, how should this thing be opened and used? How big is its space?" Zhou Fan asked.

No matter what, he had caught it, and of course he wanted to make the best use of it.

"Here, it's not a real thing. After you go out and materialize it, you will know all the information about its usage." Zhao Yazhu said a little impatiently, and a sneer appeared on her face: "No matter how special the storage utensil is, it is still for storage."

"Fishing this kind of thing on this river, even if it is a storage device that even a warrior can use, it is still a bit of a loss. Is your fishing luck like this?"