After taking a sip of the essence of the moon, the giant turtle lowered its head and sighed:

"Sure enough, there is still no trace of aura. ”

A lobster essence the size of a zhang swam in front of the giant turtle, opened its mouth and said a human word:

"Your lord, do you really want to do this? Your turtle and turtle grandson have all enlightened their wits, and they are already out-and-out demons. But there is no aura in this world, which leads to them being no different from ordinary animals, and if they are caught by the fisherman, they will also have no power to resist!"

The giant turtle slowly closed its eyes tiredly, and spoke:

"Shrimp Thirteen, the demon pill condensed by your elders has almost lost its aura when it reaches your generation. I remember that three hundred years ago, Shrimp Ten was still waiting by my side, time flies so fast, and in the blink of an eye, we have been trapped in this world for 1,300 years!"

The lobster looked depressed and replied in a low voice:

"My lord, it's one thousand three hundred and ninety-eight years, and I have two years left to live. But the demon pill can be passed on for another generation, and Shrimp Fourteen will still serve by the king's side. ”

"So what!" the giant turtle suddenly opened its eyes and shouted angrily.

"There is not the slightest aura here, sooner or later even I will run out of longevity and die! Those turtle sons and turtles who have easily opened their minds because of my bloodline, but they have no magic power at all, what is the difference between them and ordinary fish and shrimp? Anyway, they are all going to die, it is better to let them do their last strength!"

"Pass my order!Order them all to follow the three rivers along the inland to find a person with spiritual energy, and even if they are all dead, bring me the news!"

Speaking of this, the giant turtle seemed to have regained some of its dignity as a demon king, and said to the lobster spirit resolutely:

"Shrimp Thirteen, you open the way along the Ganges River first, and go to the West Mountain to find the green fang ghost boy. He has been eating people and souls for many years, and he should not be dead yet. If you send him a message, just say that I have found a way out, and let him stop hiding the bottle of three-thousand-year-old bamboo leaf wine. Before noon tomorrow, I will go to Xishan to have a drink with him to discuss, replenish my vitality, and fight here if I can have a way to live!"

With the roar of the Eight Kings shaking the open sea, Shrimp Thirteen disappeared from the giant turtle's field of vision. Dark tides began to surge in the sea, and a large number of turtles of considerable size swam upstream along the estuaries of three rivers, including the Ganges......

The sunlight shone into the house, and Bai Ze was still asleep. Outside the house, Uncle Wang, who had invited Bai Ze to drink yesterday, was pulling and pulling with his wife, and Uncle Wang shook his hand and said angrily:

"You old ladies have long hair and short knowledge, so you know this little money in front of you! That little loser of the Zheng family doesn't know how to fish at all, if it weren't for the fact that the fishing boat and fishing nets were handed down by his ancestors to eat, it is estimated that he would have sold them to me a long time ago. ”

"I'll take him with me when I'm fishing this time, and when the time comes, I can make him catch nothing!"

When he saw that others had harvested, he couldn't even eat, and he understood that he was not fishing. Of course, the rest of the fishing boats and nets will have to be sold to me, and even his house and two acres of land may be bought together! This is a foundation that can be passed on to children and grandchildren!"

Uncle Wang's wife said that she couldn't stop it, so she could only stomp her feet and go home.

Uncle Wang calmed down a little, knocked on the wooden door of Zheng Dagou's house with a warm smile on his face, and shouted in a warm voice:

"Big dog, I'm your Uncle Wang, are you up? ”

Bai Ze was awakened from his sleep by this voice, and hurriedly stuffed the sleeping wine worm on the table into his arms, lifted his spirits, and opened the broken wooden door of the house.

When Uncle Wang saw Bai Ze's sleepy eyes, he first despised him for sleeping until the sun was shining before waking up, and he was indeed not a working person. But after thinking about it, the less Bai Ze doesn't work, the less he can't fish, the higher his chances of success, thinking of this, Uncle Wang can't help but be happy again.

Uncle Wang smiled before he could say anything, grinned with big yellow teeth and hurriedly pretended to be a good person, and said that he knew that the virtuous nephew drank too much last night, so why don't we go to his house to eat together this morning and drink some hangover soup. Bai Ze's breakfast happened to have not yet landed, so he pretended to be humble and gave in a few words, and was pulled away with a twist.

At the dinner table, Uncle Wang once again proposed to buy fishing nets and fishing boats, but Bai Ze refused to give permission as usual.

Uncle Wang looked at Bai Ze's bald head, and thought that this kid would definitely become a monk. After chatting for a while, Uncle Wang saw that Bai Ze just didn't give the right words, gritted his teeth and put down his chopsticks, and invited Bai Ze to go fishing together.

Although both of them have their own ghosts, their goals are surprisingly the same, so the more they talk at the dinner table, the more speculative they become, the atmosphere is happy, and this bowl of porridge is enjoyed by the guests and hosts.

As the saying goes, "good fishing in March is good, and you are catching turtles before and after the frost", but at this time it is around September, and the autumn tiger has not yet left, and there is still some time before the frost falls.

It stands to reason that it is not a good time to catch turtles at this time, so Uncle Wang did not bring a beard cage for catching turtles at all, but just took a hand to cast a net with Bai Ze and came to a beach where the river was gentle and gentle.

Without giving Bai Ze a chance to ask, Uncle Wang began to pretend to be a stuffy gourd after coming to the river beach, lowered his head and arranged the fishing nets and scattered a circle on the water. As soon as it was pulled up, in addition to two big fish, there was also a small turtle passing by.

The arrival of this unexpected joy made Uncle Wang even less interested in dealing with Bai Ze, a rookie fisherman, Bai Ze asked the right to ask several times as if he couldn't hear half of it, and vaguely mentioned a few points on his lips, fooling him, planning to wait for it to get dark and look at Bai Ze's empty fish basket and hit him again.

Bai Ze looked at it from the side and scratched his head, he was a city person, how could he have such a skill as fishing and catching turtles.

After a few attempts, Bai Ze's net gathered together in mid-air, completely unable to cover the water, let alone catch a fish. There was no way, Bai Ze had to observe Uncle Wang's methods and think about stealing a little teacher.

But Uncle Wang, the old fritter, originally wanted to break Bai Ze's thoughts, relying on twenty years of fishing experience, this strong man's actions were fast and hidden, and Bai Ze didn't see any clue after watching it for a long time.

There was no way, Bai Ze had to take out the pulsating bottle wrapped in cloth from the bamboo basket, open the cap and want to take a sip of tea and wine, relying on his sensitive five senses and sober brain for a short time, to secretly learn some skills of casting nets and fishing.

However, the moment Bai Ze unscrewed the lid, the aura in the tea and wine overflowed into the air. In the middle of the river, an old turtle that was looking around and was walking silently suddenly felt a breath that it had never felt before, but that made it extremely longing.

The old turtle was stunned, remembering the king's order, a pair of humanized eyes looked in the direction of Bai Ze, and called out to his companions under the water and let out a low howl. Then the old turtle swam towards Bai Ze at a rapid pace.