As the sun sets, birds and beasts gradually begin to return to the forest, and after the fierce competition for survival during the day, the animals living in the Congo rainforest will finally have a chance to breathe and rest.

At the riverside of the forest, the sound of the waterfall is still deafening.

A dim blazing lamp illuminated the small and simple boat on the edge of the shoal, and Yang Zi and the others were sitting on the deck with dinner while discussing something.

"How is it? Has Ah Feng's high fever subsided?" Seeing Ah Ling coming out of the houseboat, Yang Zi opened his mouth to ask about the situation.

"Retreat, Brother Yang, don't worry, it will be fine tomorrow at most, he drank a big bowl of fish soup just now." Ah Ling nodded, signaling his companion not to worry.

After coming to Africa for so long, ordinary people will be a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, Yang Zi is more particular about their living conditions, so everyone has not had any special conditions.

However, this afternoon, the photographer in the team, Ah Feng, suddenly fell ill, although it was just an ordinary fever, but Yang Zi of this barren mountain and wild ridge did not dare to be careless at all, not only threw an equipment skill over, but also rested in the houseboat with the other party.

Now that his condition has improved, he is also relieved.

"Dididi......!"

"Hey, the siren went off again, Brother Yang, should we go and take a look?" Finding the source of the sound, Tan Ziqing asked on the side.

"No, I guess which catfish woke up and struggled to get it, let's finish eating first." Drinking the fish soup, Yang Zi didn't mean to get up at all.

"Haha! I'll just say, why don't you just knock them to death? It's so much trouble? I've been running around more than ten times this afternoon, and each time it's a false alarm. Hearing Yang Zi say this, Tan Ziqing laughed on the side.

"Tiger fish like to eat living things, and the effect is not so good when they die, do you think I like this?" Yang Zi said angrily.

"Then you don't plan to rest at night, do tiger fish still like to hunt at night?" Tan Ziqing was not convinced.

"This is just an attempt, and I don't know much about them, so let's find out the details first! Also, aren't you complaining that there is no place to sleep? Let's sleep a batch at night and a batch during the day, which is not exactly what you want. Yang Zi shrugged his shoulders, a little helpless when asked.

After an afternoon of fishing, their first day of attempts largely failed.

Even if the bait fish was changed later, there was no African tiger fish to bite the bait, but the catfish that was stunned by Yang Zi bounced struggling hard after waking up, creating a lot of false signals and making everyone depressed.

"So that's why you dragged me to stay up late?" Tan Ziqing glanced at the shallows and replied a little depressed.

At this time, a wooden frame more than half a meter high was laid on the shoal, which was originally used to store goods on the ship, and after being covered with a layer of mats, it became a resting platform for them to wait at night.

The wooden frame is about two meters long and more than half a meter wide, which is enough for one person, but it will obviously be very crowded if there are two people.

There is nothing Yang Zi can do about this, because the materials are too simple.

The waterfall is so noisy that if you want to sleep, you have to go downstream, and if it's just fishing, it's okay to leave him here alone.

But they're recording the show, no, this process still has to be filmed!

In desperation, Yang Zi was ready to leave Tan Ziqing behind to make a cameo appearance for photography, anyway, the other party kept shouting that he couldn't sleep at night.

"Hehe! Congratulations on getting it right, but unfortunately there is no prize. Hurry up and eat, this alarm has been going off for a long time, I have to go check on the situation. Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, Yang Zi got off the boat and began to throw the rod into the distance.

It was already dark, and he didn't turn on the lights, so his good eyesight allowed him to see his surroundings clearly with the help of the starlight above his head.

The throwing rod that came to the signal was still the one under the waterfall pool, and Yang Zi picked up a rod and pulled it back after rushing to the place, but unexpectedly found that there was no weight.

This should be the reason why the catfish found that he couldn't break free, and returned to the line in the opposite direction, and he didn't pay much attention to it, so he turned the fish wheel directly and began to reel in the line.

The fifty or sixty meters of fishing line was collected quickly, and it didn't take long for a small half to come up, but to Yang Zi's surprise, there was still no strength at the tip of the rod.

"Did you run away?"

Talking to himself, he didn't stop in his hands, and finally when there were only about ten meters left in the fishing line, there was finally a little pull at the end of the rod.

However, the direction of the force was strange, not facing the pool, but from the shallows at the edge of the jungle.

Yang Zihu frowned suspiciously, and did not continue to pull the fishing line in his hand, but slowly followed its direction to find the location of the fishing group.

At the end of the shoal close to the cliff, the river began to gradually deepen, the bottom of the river here because of the winding current, so it brought a lot of silt, a foot down often can not explore the end, Yang Zi came here to explore the road during the day, almost suffered a loss.

He followed the line slowly, and returned to the place that impressed him.

"What's that?"

Stopping at the junction of the mud pool and the shallows, Yang Zi looked at the murky water in front of him, his mind full of doubts.

There were only about three or four meters of the line left outside, and he tried to pull it hard, but found that the rig seemed to be hanging on the bottom, and it was not moving.

But when it comes to hanging bottom, the fishing line is slowly changing direction from time to time, and this strange scene suddenly makes him a little confused.

Could it be a crocodile?

For the sake of safety, Yang Zi did not approach directly, but put a few meters of fishing line out, and took a few steps back to keep a safe distance.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter?Did you catch something?" There was a stalemate here, and Tan Ziqing also rushed over after eating.

"I don't know what it is, it's not small, I feel a little like a crocodile. Yang Zi was relieved to see his companions coming, after all, it would be much easier for multiple people to deal with things.

"Wouldn't it? It's crocodiles again, how can there be so many in this place?" Tan Ziqing exclaimed.

"What's so strange, these days on the riverside, you have seen fewer crocodiles? Not to mention, there are at least three near this waterfall!" Yang Zi was a little unimpressed by his companion's fuss.

"Uh! This is different! Those crocodiles are staying on the bank of the river, and you are fishing! When is it normal to catch crocodiles?" Tan Ziqing was very unconvinced by Yang Zi's contempt.

"I won't quarrel with you, you turn on the lights, I'll pull it over to see what the hell is. If it's a crocodile, be careful not to get too close. Shaking his head, Yang Zi did not continue to argue.

He locked the reel, intending to drag the unknown creature out.