Chapter Twenty-Four: Charge, the Happiness of the Big Fish (Asking for a Monthly Pass on the First Day of the New Moon, Recommending a Ticket)

"Oh, I'm a little thin, is it the reason why I'm being squeezed out by the fish?" Zhang Qingyang looked at the fish heads emerging from the lake.

This big fish, which was once controlled by Zhang Qingyang with the bridge of the mind, did not die, but lived a little embarrassed, from its skinny body and some bite marks on its body, it can be seen that it has not been doing very well recently.

Zhang Qingyang stretched out his hand to pat its fish head and touched the mucus in his hand.

The big fish looked at him stunned, it had originally swam over as a mount for the fishmen, but it had wasted a little time because of predation, and when it reached the lake, the fishmen had already gone empty. The person in front of him didn't look like a fishman, but it seemed to give it a little familiarity. This made it a little overwhelmed, not knowing whether to let the other person ride it up, or go up and take a bite.

Zhang Qingyang walked into the lake, turned over and climbed on the back of the fish, "Let's go, old man." ”

The big fish really felt that the guy on his back was different from the fish man he was familiar with, and when his body shook, he was about to overturn the person on his back.

The desire to attack suddenly disappeared in an instant, and only thoughts of closeness and obedience remained in my mind.

Zhang Qingyang sighed: "It's a fish in the end, my memory is not good, we are also former comrades-in-arms, and they still want to bite me." ”

After washing its brain with the bridge of the mind, the stupid fish immediately became obedient.

"Go, catch up with your companions. ”

As soon as the big fool flicked its tail, it rushed forward, chopping the waves and chasing forward.

"It's quite strong. Looking at the two white waves rolling on both sides of his line, Zhang Qingyang exclaimed, "Thin like this, you can swim so fast, the foundation is good." ”

"Keep it quiet, don't let them find out. ”

"Hey, what's the dive. ”

Presumably, Dasha Fish's understanding of "keep the movement small, don't be discovered by them" is to dive into the water and move forward. It hunts in the water, wants to sneak close to its prey, and that's probably it, from underwater.

The big fool fish dived three or four meters deep and quickly approached it.

Zhang Qingyang helplessly urged the secret method to dominate, the feeling of suffocation disappeared quickly, and the fresh air entered the internal blood from the surface of the body. The water that used to feel turbulent also softens as it flows through the skin. Zhang Qingyang even felt that the lake water contained abundant water vapor spiritual power, which was attracted by the secret method of the tyrant to moisturize the skin, and a small part of it was integrated into the blood through the skin.

When Zhang Qingyang came ashore, the fatigue of a night without sleep was swept away.

The big fool fish carried Zhang Qingyang to the shore, and there were fish people on the shore throwing food into the lake to feed the fish, and several big fish were competing for joy, and the waves on the lake were splashing.

The arrival of the big fool fish immediately caused the rejection of several big fish, and a big fish rushed over and wanted to hit it. There was also a large fish with its mouth open from the side and wanted to bite it hard.

Dasha Yu was so frightened that he was about to run away, and Zhang Qingyang was almost thrown off.

"So arrogant?" Zhang Qingyang hugged the back of the big foolish fish in embarrassment.

A soul brick smashed over a fish, and after a while, seven or eight big fish were smashed by the soul bricks and sank under the lake with their white bellies.

"Why can't fish get along with each other?"

The big foolish fish kept twisting under Zhang Qingyang, and Zhang Qingyang said angrily: "There are fleas on your body, what are you doing writhing around." ”

The bridge of the mind received the grievances of the big silly fish.

Zhang Qingyang got down from its back, patted it on the head and said, "Go ahead, there is revenge, there is resentment and complaining." ”

Watching the big silly fish rush to each big fish and bite a few bites, Zhang Qingyang said in his heart It seems that this big silly fish is usually bullied and ruthless.

The big fool fish quickly swam back happily, swam around Zhang Qingyang twice, and then went to the shore to feast. Without the competition of other big fish, it can eat every fish.

Zhang Qingyang watched it rush over happily to catch the fish food, shook his head and said, "The happiness of a fish is so unpretentious and boring. ”

Zhang Qingyang showed his head under the protection of the aquatic plants on the shore: "Isn't this the island in the middle of the lake?"

When the fishmen by the lake finished sprinkling fish food and left, Zhang Qingyang also quietly touched the shore.

Hundreds of fish-men are concentrated under a stone sculpture in the shape of a yaksha, evil deeds, holding a steel fork and rolling waves under their feet.

Two or three hundred fish-men form a circle around the three-meter-tall Yaksha sculpture, and the leader of the fishmen stands at the forefront, facing the Yaksha.

Soon, the fishmen began to chant "Kula, Kula" under the leadership of the leader. The voice was subdued and abrupt, full of solemnity.

Zhang Qingyang was dumbfounded, and from the perspective of the Bridge of Minds, he could see a little glowworm-like glimmer emerging from the top of the fish-man's head and drifting into the Yaksha sculpture.

The surface of the sculpture seems to be coated with a layer of silver powder, and the original dead sculpture seems to gradually become more vivid with the chanting of the fish.

After about an hour, the chatter finally ended.

The leader of the fishmen turned and swept majestically over the fishmen who were kneeling on the ground. With a wave of his big knife, a fishman dragged Luo Shan and his party over.

was stared at by a group of fishmen, even if he was as brave as Luo Shan, his face was pale and his eyes showed fear.

"Are they finally going to eat us?" said someone, his voice trembling.

"I don't want to die yet, I haven't spent all my points yet. ”

"I don't want to die either!"

"Ahh

"Shut up. Luo Shan said strongly, "Don't embarrass Lao Tzu." ”

"Boss Luo, you are not at a loss, you have enjoyed everything you should enjoy, what about me? Lao Tzu is serving you in front of the saddle and riding back and forth, what benefits have Lao Tzu got? Lao Tzu is not reconciled! I also want to be a master!" Nobita shouted.

Zhang Qingyang saw the fish-man dragging one of them to the Yaksha sculpture.

"Kura!" said the fish-man leader.

The fishmen chattered "Kurakula" again, and the people who were dragged up were full of fear, for fear that they would be beheaded in the next moment.

He looked at the sculpture in front of him, suddenly lay on the ground and kowtowed desperately, and said, "Spare your life, please spare me." No matter who you are, as long as you don't let me die, you can let me do anything, I will offer you three incense sticks in the morning and evening, please let me go...... Kula, Kula. ”

Zhang Qingyang was shocked to see the man lying on the ground and kowtowing desperately, and then there was a white light shining on him from the Yaksha sculpture. Immediately, the phantom of a fish-man roared fiercely in mid-air, submerged into his body, and he gradually transformed into an elite fish-man.

Luo Shan and the others looked even more frightened?

What is this? Kneeling on the ground turns into a fishman?

The man who had become the fishman stood up and blended into the crowd of fish, kneeling down again, giving up his place in front of the sculpture.

The fish-man went to drag people again.

"Ah, I don't want to become a fishman!" Luo Zhiyuan shouted the moment he was dragged out by the fishman.

Luo Zhiyuan knelt in front of the Yaksha sculpture and shouted desperately: "Lao Tzu will not give in to death, Lao Tzu must not become a disgusting fish man." ”

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PS: The second advanced research class for online writers in Jiangsu opened, and some writer friends came over, and invited them to have a meal and a small gathering. Fortunately, I dared to finish this chapter before I went out. On the first day of November, ask for a monthly pass, a referral ticket, and a subscription.

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