Fishermen go to fortune telling _ fishing to see their luck.

Go fishing at five o'clock in the morning and meet a dead man who is still in mourning, okay?

There is nothing good about it. You can believe this thing, but you can't believe it ... . The dam where I fish is surrounded by graves. I take my neighbors fishing. He had a seizure and scared me to death. . . My friend almost ran over a weasel (yellow skin) when he went fishing alone, and then came home. The black cat was lying on the grave and couldn't move its neck. After cupping and bonesetting, he suddenly recovered until the day when he changed fishing spots.