Liu Ming and Liu Neng took a step back in unison, and the Pain Jun who was shrouded in the shadow of Dehua was much calmer, he and this colleague had been in the Dragon Palace for a long time, and they knew each other.

The width of the Spider Crab Niu Dehua's armor is actually about the same as that of the Rusty Spotted Cockroach, but it is supported by six long legs of more than one meter, and the carapace is one meter above the ground, which occupies half of the room, which is similar to the Zerg alien.

Dehua continued its ruthless and domineering manner, and did not greet Liu Ming and Liu Neng, but said to this Lu Zheng: "Your Majesty, thank you for your enlightenment, the minister will definitely do his best to protect the Dragon Palace." ”

Look, this is the subordinate of the Eight Classics, who calls himself a 'minister', which is much taller than the self-proclaimed 'small', and the latter gives people the feeling of worshipping the king of the mountain.

Lu Zheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "The name Dehua doesn't seem to fit your character, so let's call it a spider in the future." ”

Spider, as soon as you hear it, it gives people a high-end cold, unaware feeling.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. The spider bowed slightly, raised its long legs, and directly crossed over the heads of Liu Ming and Liu Neng, standing aside.

Liu Ming and Liu Neng did not have the consciousness of just bearing the humiliation of their crotch, and they stepped forward to congratulate: "Brother Long-legged and fierce general, congratulations, congratulations, please take care of me in the future." ”

The hawksbill tortoise had not yet been ignited, and it was seriously injured, and the aura in the Dragon Palace was much more abundant than the spiritual water, so Lu Zheng did not release it.

Looking at the two shrimp soldiers and the two crab generals in front of him, Lu Zheng finally found the feeling of the Dragon King, and involuntarily straightened his face, and said solemnly: "You are also a kind of creation." In the future, I hope that you will always remember that the Dragon Palace is not only my palace, but also your home. ”

Shrimp soldiers, crab generals, and turtle prime ministers who have not yet been ignited, the team of the Dragon Palace has just begun, which is the most important force in the rise of the Dragon Palace. Their intellect is not comparable to that of humans, and they are even ignorant of external forces, so it is necessary to arouse their fighting spirit, make them feel awe-inspired, and make them stay in love with the Dragon Palace and remain absolutely loyal.

Lu Zheng spread out the hydrological map of the Xixiu River on the table, pointed to the Xixiu Reservoir and said: "Here is the starting point of our march into the sea. Paddle all the way upstream along the Xixiu Reservoir, and continued: "Starting from the starting point, all the way upstream, controlling the entire Qingjiang River, and then going downstream, converging the Yangtze River, and finally here—the sea! Our final destination, we want to reproduce not only the glory of the Dragon Palace, but also the city belonging to the water tribe in the four seas-the Four Seas Dragon City! Do you have confidence?" ”

"Yes!"

Liu Ming and Liu Neng's blood boiled when they listened, they already had an intuitive understanding of the sea through the computer, and understood that the vastness of the sea was far beyond imagination.

The rusty spotted cockroach and the spider danced the crab claw, and said in unison: "I am willing to die for Your Majesty!"

"Okay, today you all go to the fish pond to have a good rest, eat and drink enough, and march to the Xixiu River in the early morning of tomorrow. ”

"Yes. ”

Led by Liu Ming and Liu Neng, the rusty spotted cockroaches and spider crabs marched rapidly in the night, and submerged into the fish pond one after another.

At dawn, the moon hanging in the sky shone faintly like a bend of mercury. The distant mountain tops had begun to flash the pink glint of dawn, and the dew on the wildflowers and weeds was wetting the trouser legs.

Starting at three o'clock in the morning, a full two-hour jog, Lu Zheng went into Xixiu Mountain, walking on the mountain path, there was silence all around, and even the slightest insect chirping was in his ears.

In the distance is the upstream of the Xixiu Reservoir, where the water level has increased significantly after several days of heavy rain, and many farmlands have been reclaimed on the river beach.

The faint mist steamed, and the Xixiu River was like a green jade belt, winding around the gray mountains and burrowing into the distance.

Lu Zheng found a remote col and put Liu Ming, Liu Neng, Jia Pain Jun and the spider into the river. He didn't go into the water himself, and he consciously connected with him, and the shrimp soldiers and crabs would be his eyes and ears.

All the way up the shore against the current, Lu Zheng constantly made conscious contact with it, closely paying attention to all the movements at the bottom of the river, fish, shrimp, crabs and mussels are all within the scope of his investigation, if they meet the right ones, they will be included in the Dragon Palace.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. The tour was more than a mile away, and it was all small and pitiful shrimp and crabs, and even the largest mussels were only the size of a fist.

This season should be a time when fish and shrimp are prosperous, and there is not a single decent fish and shrimp. Lu Zheng was a little disappointed, and when he walked to a village, he found out the reason.

The river at the entrance of the village is relatively narrow, and it is covered with all kinds of fishing nets to intercept fish and shrimp, including sticky nets, fishing nets, and ** arrays built with window screens and bamboo poles.

It was seven o'clock in the morning, and the villagers, all wearing waterproof suits and holding fish guards, copied the fish, and took the simple boats made of oil drums to start picking up the fish and shrimp that had been stopped last night.

Herring, grass carp, and silver carp, the largest of which is no more than a foot long, are loaded into three jumpers in the bucket of the car, and after fishing, they raise a cloud of black smoke and gallop away. Some of them are sold directly on the spot, and there are many people who come to buy fish and shrimp, many of whom are city people who come in cars.

It is understandable to rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and rely on the water to eat the water.

But Lu Zheng, who is the dragon king, felt anger rising in his heart, he didn't blame these villagers for fishing for profit, but blamed them for being too ruthless, even letting go of the finger-long fry and fish larvae, it was simply a carpet hunt.

Everything has a degree, and such extinction fishing is completely eating the food of the children and grandchildren, and squandering the wealth that the children and grandchildren should enjoy.

In the long run, there will be no fish in the water, and the water will become a pool of stagnant water.

Objects hurt like that, Lu Zheng could clearly feel the sorrow and anger surging in Liu Ming, Liu Neng, the pain, and the spider's heart.

"Liu Ming! ”

As a water king, in the face of such a miserable situation of the water tribe, he had to take action. Lu Zheng stood quietly on the shore, and Liu Ming brandished the shrimp claw and began to destroy the fishing nets one by one.

Rather than completely cutting off the fishermen's livelihood, Lu Zheng cut several entrances and exits into each net, and cut the mesh wider for smaller fish and shrimp to pass through.

Downstream is the Xixiushan Reservoir, where these fish and shrimp can rest and recuperate.

The ancients: The net is open.

Not just for the fish, but also for the people.

After taking out the map and marking the village, Lu Zheng moved away, today's destruction will definitely not last, and shrimp soldiers will need to be sent to garrison for a long time in the future.

After walking out of Erliduo Road, the Xixiu River began to branch, with wider branches coming from the west along the southern foot of Xixiu Mountain, and smaller tributaries bypassing the mountains and leading to a small town.

Stopping at the fork, Lu Zheng groaned slightly, and then commanded Liu Ming and the Jia Pain group to continue upstream, and he, Liu Neng, and the spider walked along the small tributary towards the town.

He didn't go far before his brow furrowed.

In front of him, there was a shocking dark green, winding up, sixty or seventy meters away. If you look closely, there are layers of dark green duckweed on the surface of the river.

The duckweed is crowded with all kinds of red, red, green and green domestic garbage, the corpses of poultry, dead dogs, and dead cats, and there is a sour smell on the face, and the green-headed flies buzz and cover the sky.

Liu Neng, a foodie, swam two or three meters away from the duckweed, and actually spit out a cloud of white foam, shouting: "Your Majesty, did we swim into the dung pit?"

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Sorry, it's been a busy day. It's even later, and the word count is a little less.

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