Those small whitebait swimming in the river are not big, the largest is the length of Lu Tao's palm, and it is cold and piercing in his hand, as if holding an ice cube.

Of course, Lu Tao can't care so much, since Uncle York said that these whitebait can be eaten, Lu Tao will not be polite at all, while Uncle York is basking in the sun next to the stone, Lu Tao let the golden eggs in his hand catch some fish, and then ask them to catch them all and pile them aside, feeling almost the same, before stopping.

"Uncle York, I've caught the fish!"

"Hmm...... Oh...... The sun is nice today, I'm almost going to fall asleep, I'll take a look...... You've caught a lot. Uncle York came over slowly, and had only slept all night, but he didn't know why he was suddenly sleepy again. He saw a pile of fish on the grass, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Stretching out his hand, Uncle York poured out the water from the bucket: "Let's not lift the water for now, let's use this bucket to bring the fish back first, and then let's talk about anything else." ”

Lu Tao nodded, and helped Uncle York to throw the pile of small silver fish on the grass into the bucket, and lifted them three times before lifting them back to their previous positions. In fact, when it was the second time, Lu Tao wanted to remind an uncle that it was better to bring all the luggage directly to the river, why bother to bring these fish back. Later, I thought about it, but I forgot it, and most of the fish were brought over, and it was a superfluous move to bring the fish back.

Looking at Uncle York, who was adding water to the pot, and then at the pot of fish, Lu Tao touched his big bald head: "Uncle York, don't these fish need to clean up the internal organs and scales?"

"Offal and scales?" Dr. York thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No, this fish does not have internal organs, its scales are soft when boiled, and it can be eaten." ”

Beat him, how can there be no internal organs, no internal organs, how did these fish survive?

In line with the principle that seeing is believing and hearing is false, Lu Tao scooped up a small fish with the thickness of his index finger from the pot, the flesh on the small fish was soft, Lu Tao opened the belly of the small fish with his fingernails, and found that the belly of the little whitebait was empty, and sure enough, there was nothing, such as his hand shook and dropped the small whitebait into the pot, on the other side, Uncle York glanced at Lu Tao.

"How's it going? This fish doesn't have internal organs, right? It tastes good, and it doesn't have to be handled, so it would be better if you caught a little better." ”

"But...... Uncle York: How the hell would this little fish survive if it didn't have internal organs? Lu Tao shook his head, indicating that he couldn't understand: "There is no heart, no gills, no lungs, and no digestive organs, where does this fish get energy?"

"I don't know. Uncle York continued to add water to the pot, and then began to light the fire: "This kind of fish is very difficult to encounter, especially the people below can't bear the sun above, and only I have caught a few during the journey and tasted it." As to why this little silverfish has no internal organs, I have asked other people, even the Great Wizard, but no one knows what the reason for this is, you must know that the Great Wizard is probably the most learned person in the world, except for my father, of course. ”

Lu Tao twitched the corner of his eyes, it was Uncle York who said that the great wizard was very knowledgeable, so Lu Tao went to the Golden Village with him to find the great wizard to answer his questions, and wanted to know, what is going on here? Unfortunately, the great wizard did not play cards according to the routine, and there seemed to be some problems in his brain, and finally it turned into a big escape, which also made Lu Tao's egg painful.

Seeing that the flames had begun to rise, Uncle York began to take out condiments from his backpack and sprinkle them into the pot, Lu Tao decided not to bother with the question of why these fish had no internal organs, since Uncle York had eaten these fish before, it meant that there was no problem with these fish, at least they would not poison people, so Lu Tao was relieved.

While the water in the pot had not yet begun to boil, Lu Tao took out the black dragon sword inserted next to him, put it on his knee and stroked it gently. He always felt that since he had that dream last night, there was some kind of inexplicable connection between himself and the Black Dragon Sword, although the sword in the dream looked completely different from the sword in his hand now, but Lu Tao knew that they should be a sword. It's a pity that Lu Tao dreamed last night and dreamed of becoming a sword, if he dreamed of being the one who held the sword, he might be able to learn some skills in using the sword from the knight, and now Lu Tao is equivalent to holding a sword in his hand, but he doesn't know how to use it, it's terrible.

Reaching out and touching the pitch-black sword spine, a soft sound sounded from the black dragon sword, and then, a joyful mood spread out from the sword, which was captured by Lu Tao's divine sense in an instant, but Lu Tao was not too surprised, this sword was really alive. It's a pity that from the emotions expressed by the Black Dragon Sword, you can only feel some emotions similar to joy or other feelings, if you can talk like a golden egg in your hand, at least Lu Tao can ask how to deal with the big guy on top of his head.

The water in the pot boiled quickly, and the fish soup gradually turned white, and a unique fragrance of fish soup came out of the pot, making Lu Tao swallow and spit at the mouth. I don't know if the fragrance coming from the pot is too tempting, or if I feel empathy, the huge octopus above my head seems to have been affected in some way, and those tentacles that were originally hanging down slightly rhythmically began to beat rhythmically, as if the next moment, those tentacles were going to turn into countless attacks and stretch out to this side.

Lu Tao shook his head and complained silently in his heart, these whitebait fish are freshwater creatures, octopuses are in the sea, you don't belong to the same rivers and lakes at all, there is no need to empathize with it.

The big octopus on top of its head only moved its tentacles, and there was no more movement. To be honest, although Uncle York said that the monster above his head couldn't get out of the range of the Grand Canyon, no matter how he looked at it, Lu Tao felt that the position of the monster floating in mid-air had not changed at all, and he had only used his tentacles to attack Lu Tao before, and his body had not floated over. However, as long as something is so big that it is basically impossible to determine its distance and size with the naked eye, perhaps for the octopus, its current location is at the edge of the Grand Canyon.

Shaking his head, Lu Tao still gave up thinking about this problem, let's try the effect of the Black Dragon Sword later, after a night of dreaming, the Black Dragon Sword is more closely connected with himself, I don't know if its function has also become stronger.

Looking at the fish soup in the pot, Lu Tao was a little nostalgic for the pot of fish soup he ate at his grandmother's house when he was a child, and threw the same small strips and loaches into the pot from the field or the river, without any seasonings except salt, and simmered a large pot of fish meat over slow fire.

"Alright, it's almost ready to eat. Uncle York took a spoon and stirred it in the pot, looking at the boiled fish, and the scales that began to roll up: "Almost every part of this small fish can be eaten, Lu Tao, thanks to your blessing, otherwise I wouldn't have caught so many whitebait, I can't remember the last time I ate this kind of whitebait." ”

After speaking, Uncle York picked up a wooden bowl, scooped a bowl full of fish for Lu Tao, and finally sprinkled some green and red powder on top of the fish soup: "It tastes better to sprinkle this, okay, eat it quickly, I will start eating it too." ”

......

Lu Tao was hearty to eat a meal of whitebait soup, compared to the insect feast he ate in Jincun last time, this pot of fish soup didn't know how much better, at least it was normal food.

Lu Tao even suspected that maybe the great wizard had become like that, maybe he had eaten too many underground insects, and he couldn't stand it, so he had a problem with his brain. Of course, this is what Lu Tao thinks, and he doesn't take it seriously.

After eating and drinking, Uncle York and Lu Tao cleaned up the dishes together, and the next thing to deal with was the big guy on his head.