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    From time to time, tiny splashes of water would hit his body, from slight pain to coldness to coolness, as his skin began to adapt to this environment.  The cold water vapor spreads and drifts. Standing next to the river, people feel as if they are about to rise into the sky and become a god.

    When you look up at the sky in a place like this, you will feel that the sky is gray, with thick fog covering the sky and blocking the blazing sunlight. This shows how abundant water vapor is here.

    The tour guide led the way and chose a hard surface, otherwise he would slip and fall to the ground accidentally. Mao Weilong fell just now.

    Seeing that they were so close to the river, a big man in a security uniform soon ran over and waved for them to stay away.

    The tour guide went up and talked to him for a few words. The big man nodded reluctantly and shouted to Qin Shiou and others: "Be safe, guys! This is the intersection of heaven and hell. If you want to die, just get closer across the river.  point!"

    Qin Shiou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He really didn't know whether to thank the security guard for his concern or to be angry for his big mouth.

    The tour guide came up and explained loudly: "Okay, we are almost done, it's time to go back. Look, the road here is not easy to walk, and the further we go, the more people will warn us, because this is a suicide high-risk area, walking in  It¡¯s going to be misunderstood here.¡±

    People often commit suicide in Niguaraga Falls. There are two islands between the waterfalls. They divide the waterfall into three parts like two mainstays. They are named Goat Island and Luna Island respectively. The islands are lined with green trees and have elegant scenery.  .

    Legend has it that the Indians once regarded Goat Island as a holy place and buried their late leader on the island in order to ascend to heaven, calling it "Happy Island".  Because of this rumor, some people who are determined to die believe that Happy Island is very close to paradise and will specially come here to commit suicide by jumping into the water.

    There were so many people committing suicide that the Canadian government had to change the name of Happy Island to Goat Island.

    The name also has its origin. Wild goats once lived on this island, but when the severe winter came one year, a large group of goats froze to death. Only one ram survived until the next spring, so some people called it Goat Island. Now the Canadian government  and the U.S. government adopted this statement.

    Qin Shiou felt quite happy when he learned about this rumor. There are not only resorts and places to pick up girls in the world, but it turns out there is also a Holy Land of Death.

    Just as he was about to walk back, some locals took their bows and arrows and braved the water to the side of the river. They found big rocks and shouted there.

    Qin Shiou asked the tour guide what they were doing, and the tour guide said they were shooting fish.

    Hearing this, Qin Shiou was in awe. Who is this master? How can he still shoot fish with the waves in the river like this?  Could it be that these locals are all reincarnations of Li Guang?

    After learning his guess, the tour guide laughed: "No, no, no, it's not like shooting fish. Of course, shooting fish here also requires skills and experience. Have you ever eaten striped wolf bass when you came here? Some big wolf bass  If you jump from the waterfall, you will faint and float on the water. They shoot these fish with bows and arrows and drag them up to sell them."

    The tour guide was right. This method of shooting fish was also difficult because the water waves in the river were too violent. Qin Shiou had seen wolf bass floating on the water before, but the current was so fast and fierce that he didn't even notice the fish.  Already knocked out and floating on top.

    He stood in the river and watched for a while, and found that it was not easy to shoot the fish on the water. He had to be quick, accurate and ruthless, mentally focused and focused quickly, his eyes aimed accurately, and his hands were ruthless. If one of the three was missing, he would not be able to shoot.  fish.

    There was a young man who also came to shoot fish, holding a pulley bow in his hand. It was estimated that he was new to this industry and his shots were not fast enough, so although he found fish floating in the water several times, he did not gain much.

    Qin Shiou patted the frustrated young man and shouted loudly: "Hey, young man, lend me your bow and arrow, okay?"

    The young man had blond hair, blue eyes, white skin, and small freckles on his face. He looked quite youthful and sunny. He looked at Qin Shiou suspiciously, raised his bow and arrow and said, "You can do it? Don't throw away my bow!"

    Arrows don¡¯t matter, because when shooting fish, the arrows will be tied to the fishing line.It won't be thrown away after being ejected.

    Qin Shiou took the bow and arrow and laughed, just as a wave started to beat, a one-meter-long big wolf bass was shot into the air. Looking at the way it was stiff as it flew, it was obvious that it had fainted.

    Several people around him quickly took aim at the fish, but as soon as they were about to draw the bow string, a sharp arrow pierced the water vapor and shot out with a whistling sound of tearing the air.

    Hit the target!

    The sharp arrow was shot from under the chin of the bass and drilled out from one side of the gills, catching it in one go.

    Qin Shiou pulled the fish back by pulling the fishing line. The fish was not small, weighing more than 20 kilograms. It was called a fat fish.

    Lifting up the sea bass to show it to the young man, Qin Shiou laughed and said, "Young man, you didn't lose your bow and arrow, did you?"

    People around him applauded, and the tour guide gave Qin Shiou a thumbs up and praised: "A sharpshooter! A sharpshooter from the East!"

    The young man picked off the fish neatly, and the freckles on his face turned red with excitement. He asked loudly: "Can we come again?"

    Qin Shiou shrugged and turned around. He stood firmly with his right foot and stepped on a stone with his left foot. He bent his body back, and his whole body was like a bow. His whole body was full of vigorous power. Visitors who were watching immediately raised their mobile phones and asked  He patted it loudly.

    No one saw fish in the river this time, but Qin Shiou swept the surface of the water, and the muscles in his right arm immediately tightened and he quickly opened the string. With a "swish" sound, the sharp arrow flew out. Only then did people notice that there was a belly  The upward-facing bass was pierced by an arrow.

    Qin Shiou pulled up the big fish, which was more than one meter tall. Applause rang out again. He smiled and imitated the archers in the traditional British shooting competition. He put his left hand behind his back and held a bow in front of his chest with his right hand, bending slightly.  Signaling to everyone.

    The onlookers applauded even more vigorously. Mao Weilong blew a loud whistle and shouted: "This b-boy shows his skill. Brother, I give you 10086 likes!"

    Qin Shiou smiled and returned the bow and arrow to the boy. The boy grabbed him and shouted expectantly: "Si Fo, Si Fo, Si Fo!"

    "What the hell?" Qin Shiou was surprised at first, but then he couldn't help laughing. This kid was calling him "Master" in Chinese.

    Since there was nothing wrong, Qin Shiou pretended to give the boy some pointers, mainly on how to keep his eyes and hands in line. In fact, there are not many skills in archery. You have to practice more and get the feel for it, then you will not be far from being a marksman.

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    But the tour guide had already decided to take them back, so they could only leave the river with unfinished business.

    Just when they walked more than ten meters, the tourists in the distance suddenly screamed together. Qin Shiou and his party turned around in surprise, and then their faces were full of shock and intoxication.

    The sky is filled with rays of light, and the rainbow is building a bridge!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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