BL version of the story of the fisherman and the devil

Xu Yuxuan was downcast and very depressed at that time, so he recited a poem by a poet:

Fortune please don't burn with anger,

Look at this world and you should be tolerant.

Those who have nothing to do have enough to eat and wear,

The hard-working man is empty-handed.

I run around looking for a way out,

In the end only meet its undead.

How many ignorant people have risen to prominence,

How many people of insight disappeared.

After singing, Xu Yuxuan lowered his body, picked up the earthen pot from the fishing net, and threw it to the side of the bank to prevent it from being caught again when he cast the net later.Then Xu Yuxuan concentrated on wringing out the fishing net and cleaning it, and begged Allah for a living.

Xu Yuxuan walked into the sea for the third time holding hope.He cast the net again, and waited patiently for a while. When he lifted the net to look, there were only a pile of useless bottles and cans. He was extremely disappointed, so he had to vent his dissatisfaction with poetry:

This is your life,

It can't be untied or tied.

What's the use of being able to write?

It's hard to make clothes and it's hard to make grain.

Then, Xu Yuxuan looked up to the sky and sighed: "God, you can do it. You know I only cast four nets a day, and this is the last time!" After that, he stretched his net vigorously and cast it into the sea, waiting for the net to reach the bottom I immediately went to collect it, but this time I still couldn't pull the net, as if the net was entangled by something underwater.He said, "Oh, I'm unlucky today!", took off his clothes and dived into the bottom of the sea, and it took a long time to pull the net up.

This time was different from the previous three times. Inside was a brass ampoule with a large belly that seemed to be full of things. There was a lead seal on the mouth of the bottle, and there was a mark on the ring of Solomon, son of David.

Xu Yuxuan had a Coke this time, thinking: This is a good thing, it can be sold for at least ten gold coins in the copper market.He picked up the vial and shook it, feeling that it was heavy and heavy, so he thought again: I must open it to see what is inside, and then put it in my pocket and take it to the copper market to sell.He took out a knife and finally pried off the lead seal on the bottle mouth, then put the bottle on the ground, turned it over and over and shook it vigorously, hoping to pour out the contents.

But after shaking it around, he still couldn't see anything.Xu Yuxuan was wondering, when suddenly a puff of black smoke came out from the mouth of the bottle, getting thicker, thicker, and higher, the lower end of the smoke column kept moving on the ground, and the upper end went straight into the sky.Seeing this, Xu Yuxuan was dumbfounded.After a short time, the black smoke was exhausted and gathered into a big group, and there was a bang, and the black smoke instantly turned into a huge monster with disheveled hair and a hideous face.I saw him with his head reaching up to the sky, his feet on the ground, and his figure was extremely long; his head was like a round roof, his hands were like large iron forks, and his feet were like giant sailboats; his earth-black face had a cave-like mouth, and his face was like a rock. Teeth like teapots, nostrils like teapots, and eyes like lanterns.

Xu Yuxuan had never seen such a monster before, his two rows of teeth chattered in fright, he swallowed hard, trembling like chaff all over his body, he wanted to run away, but the three souls had already lost both of them in fright , How can you tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

When the devil saw the fisherman, he said first:

"There is no lord but my lord. Solomon is my lord's prophet."

Then he looked up to the sky and said:

"Prophet of my lord, please don't kill me. I dare not disobey your will, dare not offend your dignity."

Xu Yuxuan felt very strange when he heard this, and asked:

"Devil, did you just say that Solomon was the prophet of the Lord? But it has been 800 years since Solomon died, and we are not in that age anymore. Tell me your story and experience, and your The reason for getting into this vial."

But the devil ignored him and said, "Fisherman, I have good news for you."