Chapter 4: The Pond Monster
It was his mother's voice, and Chen Yang's heart tightened suddenly, not knowing what was going on.
Arrange the two little ones and go straight to the pond in the backyard with the mallets.
When I arrived in my backyard, I found my mother standing a few meters away from the small pond, frightened, and the horror on her face could not be concealed in any way.
Chen Yang hurriedly ran over, the mallet followed closely, and a small pond appeared in front of him.
This small pond is some years old, but more than ten meters square, because no one takes care of it, it has long been abandoned, the pond water is turbid, black, there is a thick layer of dirt floating on the water surface, there are dead branches and leaves, there are plastic bags of various colors, and even half a black leather shoe is inserted upside down on it, and from time to time there is a series of bubbles "gurgling" coming out.
Thinking back to the past, the small pond in the memory, because there was still living water at that time, the pond water was so clear and bright, you can see the bottom of the pond at a glance, at that time, a group of fish swam in the water, frolicking, so unhappy, time flies, all have become the past.
"Yangyang, there are monsters in this pond!" Chen Yang's mother grabbed his wrists tightly with both hands, and her tone was trembling, not yet calm.
Monster!
It's just such a deserted small pond, and there can still be a Loch Ness monster, is it a fish that slipped through the net at the barbecue conference that year.
When I was a child, I held a barbecue meeting with the children in the village, and most of the others brought some corn cobs, sweet potatoes, and even some people even brought baked cake rolls, only Chen Yang could bring some meat, one or two fat and huge grass carp or black fish, or the barbecue meeting would really become a vegetarian tasting meeting.
Of course, after the barbecue meeting, Chen Yang will definitely be served a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots according to the custom, after all, in that era, no one was rich, and one or two fish were precious.
Asking his mother to retreat, Chen Yang circled back and forth around the small pond several times, only to see that the water surface was muddy, black, and messy, with layers of sludge mixed with withered yellow aquatic plants, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
Maybe it's because my mother is old, dizzy, or overworked, and she has hallucinations, maybe she's getting old, isn't that it?
Chen Yang comforted his mother and was about to turn around and leave, when something strange happened, a piece of black sludge suddenly crawled out of the pond.
How is this possible, Chen Yang rubbed his eyes, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, a piece of black sludge slowly crawled out of the pond.
When I was a child, I heard the old man say that flowers and trees can become spirits, and beasts in mountains and forests can turn into demons, but I have never heard that a piece of sludge can also turn into a spirit, manifest in front of people, and be a monster.
This piece of black sludge was the size of a millstone, crawling slowly, falling from his body from time to time pieces of sludge the size of a fist, and it was not until he walked in front of Chen Yang that he could see the general outline of this thing clearly.
It turned out to be a big king eight, look at this size, let alone one or two hundred years old, when I was a volunteer in the museum in college, I saw a lot of such old turtle specimens, and the label plate from morning to night I don't know how many times, so I remember it deeply.
This should be the head of the king turtle, also known as the giant turtle, oviparous reptiles, amphibious life, is the old turtle in the giant, the turtle meat is delicious, nutritious, has the effect of clearing heat and nourishing yin, flattening the liver and quenching the wind, soft and hard and scattering knots, it is not only a delicacy on the table, but also a very versatile tonic medicine, the well-known Fushou turtle Ling paste in China is extracted from its raw materials.
You can't be wrong, other species of turtles definitely don't have such a huge body and a strong body.
But the reality is often different from what people imagine, this is a huge old turtle shaking violently, sitting and shaking, swaying right, and even jumping up and down, turning in circles, it is incredible, an old turtle can have such rich movements, such vigorous skills, refreshed Chen Yang's cognition.
Most of the black sludge collapsed and fell like an avalanche, this is the giant turtle revealing its true body, under the sunlight, the golden light is shining, shining, flashing people's eyes are going to be spent.
This is an old turtle the size of a millstone, as if cast in gold, there is no variegation on the body, even the eyes are golden, real gold flawless,
At this time, hearing the mother's urgent cry, many villagers around also rushed over, and they were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.
"What the hell is this?"
"I've never seen such a king, like a gold ingot, stewed into soup and drunk, so how much to make up, I have to toss my family at night and can't sleep."
"Go and go, don't talk this kind of nonsense, there are big girls, little daughters-in-law, and children of various families here."
"Grandma, I'm going to ride that golden king."
"Maybe it's the mountain god on the mountain."
The rest is good to say, this sentence almost exploded Chen Yang, the mountain god is Wang Ba, the head is not green, poor Chen Yang is more than twenty years old, the last time he held the girl's hand, it was still in elementary school, when he played games in physical education class, and when he lost his handkerchief.
"This is, this is ......" The crowd automatically moved out of the way, and an old man slowly walked out of it, holding a dragon's head cane in his hand, full of gray hair, old and long-looking, walking slowly, as if he was about to fall with every step.
This is Zhang Qigong, who is ninety-two years old this year, and can be described as a respected old man in the village, who is not good at the housework that the villagers can't figure out, and most of them ask this old man to be a witness and help mediate and make peace, and his status is not ordinarily high.
"This is the golden turtle, the mount of the mountain god, this is the auspicious beast!"
"How many years, it seems that I saw it once by a stream in the mountains and forests when I was five or six years old, but I didn't expect to see it again after so many years, it's really not easy."
Zhang Qigong looked excited, he couldn't control himself, and even the dragon head crutch in his hand was still on the side, so frightened that several juniors around him hurriedly supported the old man, otherwise there would be a mistake, and no one could afford it.
The mount of the mountain god master, is it coming to me, Chen Yang was puzzled in his heart, and he couldn't figure out the matter.
Since it is the mount of the mountain god lord, the villagers unanimously decided to send this golden old turtle out of the village, don't make any mistakes, the mountain god lord blames it, and no one can afford it.
Chen Yang's heart said, only the ghost has the kung fu to take care of this matter, and next month's credit card repayment is the top priority.
This is a peculiar scene, Chen Yang strode in front of him, put a bamboo basket on his shoulder, a red carp hung on it, and a golden king eight followed closely behind, for fear of falling behind, passing through most of the village, many villagers poked their heads out of their windows and laughed.
This was Zhang Qigong's idea, to use the big red carp as bait to lure this golden turtle out of the village.
Zhang Qigong's words still carry a lot of weight, and Chen Yang doesn't dare to disobey them.
But it backfired, this golden old turtle was too monkeylike, and he didn't leave the village at all, and he went back to his house halfway and played happily in the courtyard of Chen Yang's house.
Black lines suddenly appeared on Chen Yang's forehead, he was tricked, his IQ was not as good as a golden king, could it be that he had lived in vain for more than 20 years.
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