Yin fish is on the verge of death. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how much he called, he should never be.

Unbeknownst to anyone, his soul had taken on its original form, like a swimming fish.

As life wore on, tadpole-shaped, translucent particles began to swim in a certain direction instinctively along the river-like passage of the subterranean river.

There are actually only three small tadpoles that travel together, forming a triangular team.

In terms of color: the first one is golden, the smallest in size, but it shines the brightest, and plays the role of guiding the way, the brown one is in the center, as if in command and coordination, controlling the overall speed of the team, and the last green one is the largest, extremely fat, constantly shaking its head and tail with great force, obviously providing power for the two companions in front.

Swim, swim, I don't know where the end is!

"Son, my son——!"

It was a woman's voice, hoarse and weak.

"You're awake, please wake up soon......"

It was a young woman's hurried voice, heartbroken.

No matter how much everyone present called, it was to no avail, he could not hear or feel it.

Sadness, rivers of tears.

The infusion of tears instead caused the underground river to rush and speed up.

The frightened tadpole sped up to speed.

The call grew quicker, but farther and farther away.

The space inside the passage gets darker and darker, and finally it is pitch black.

I don't know how long it took, but the three little ones were still swimming tirelessly, but there were some changes.

The one at the bottom, whose body was originally extremely fat, had become the smallest of the three, and its color had turned dark green, which was almost unrecognizable in the dark.

......

The big river in front of him is crossing, and the soup is so vast that I don't know where it comes from and there is no end in sight.

The stream flows out of the deep cave and joins the river here.

Jiang Ha, who was lean, chose a relatively flat stone, and spread out a robe in the center as a bed, and a jar stood on the side of the pillow. Sitting or lying, there is quite a leisure and interest in watching the scenery.

From time to time, he would take food and drink, and from time to time he would sit up and work.

His work is simple and repetitive: copying by hand, scooping it with a net, and dumping it into a jar.

From time to time, fish come in pairs.

Those who are arrested and leave the water without exception will rush to the moment they enter the tank, looking for a way out of their lives without direction, but it will not be long before they are deflated and silent, and honestly serve as snacks to satisfy their cravings.

Some fish are always let go, and when they reach the mouth of the stream, they will instinctively turn to the right, turn their heads and shake their tails, and go down the river with great pleasure without any effort.

Jiang hated to finish the net, and just as he was lying down comfortably, ready to eat again, he saw that the things in the stream were like lamps, and he swam towards the mouth of the stream quickly!

"Huh?"

Jiang hated surprise.

It's not even time to be surprised.

Jiang Hate reacted faster than the young man, and since he didn't have time to use the net, he simply opened his hand to meet the golden thing in his pocket, and copied it again.

When I looked closely, I saw that the three-colored little things were clinging to each other's tails, sticking together.

"It turned out to be him! Hehe, rare, rare, it's really a once-in-a-century occurrence. ”

Jiang He hurriedly pulled the net pocket, circled the three friends in the water, observed them carefully, and praised them non-stop.

At the end, Jiang hated the brown tadpole and shouted, "Go on the road yourself, join in the fun!" Then he put the golden tadpole in the jar, but then he had a hard time with it.

After pondering for a long time, Jiang Hate solemnly instructed the dark green tadpole and said:

"It's not easy for you to survive like this, the old man will naturally show you the way to go, or let you go, you will go to the left and go upstream, although there are difficulties, but it is not hopeless, you must not go to the right, and go!"

With a wave of his hand, the dark green tadpole seemed to understand, shook its head, swayed, and slowly swam towards the big river at the mouth of the river.

Jiang Ha looked at the dark green tadpole meaningfully, and said to himself, "Let's see how he grasps it." ”

At this moment, Jiang Hat's face suddenly changed.

There was a faint cry of blood and sorrow in his ears: "Son-son-ah......"

In fact, that call is far away. It's just that after a hundred turns and thousands of times in the deep passage, the aftermath is lingering, if there is nothing, I can't hear it clearly, but I can taste the endless sadness contained in it, which is really heartbreaking.

Then the voice stopped abruptly, and it became clear that the woman had fainted.

Jiang hated it incomparably.

When I turned back, I saw the dark green tadpole stopped at the mouth of the stream. A moment later, the waterline was coming towards the fisherman's feet,—— and the dark green tadpole was about to swim back to the passage.

"Are you crazy!"

Jiang hated and scolded angrily, but he didn't stop him, so he had to let him swim back slowly.

Jiang Ha couldn't bear to point and follow the swimming tadpoles: "You have to think about it, this time you will die without a life." ”

......

"Looks like you've fallen into someone's calculations!"

Jiang Hate thought about it again, "Ah, what am I talking about, isn't this guy already dead!", so he sat down hatefully and stopped looking at the dark green tadpole.

In the end, he was still unwilling, Jiang Hatfu found the golden tadpole that came with him from the jar, held it in his palm and muttered to himself: "Let's go, if he doesn't appreciate it, my old man will give you a big favor." “

After speaking, he threw the golden tadpole to the upper reaches of the river, and said in a loud voice: "Great creation, great creation, hahahaha......"

Forget about it!

Jiang Hate drank freely, threw the net into the stream, and ignored it, letting the past Yin fish enter the net by themselves.

The old man fell asleep and woke up at some point.

The river flows silently, day and night, to the unknowable land.

Death.

In the blink of an eye, it was the second half of the night.

But in the caves, most of the people were asleep.

The yin dragon still sat down facing the wall. Then enter the dream.

In his dream, too, there was a stone wall, and he got up and groped for it, and suddenly a door appeared, and when he pushed it again, a hole suddenly opened, revealing a swarthy passageway.

The Yin Dragon staggered through the darkness and depths.

After a while, when I came to the end, I saw a stone chamber again. Yin Longfu sat down against the wall as before.

After another moment, there was a cough, and the sound of the same stumbling footsteps came from far and near, and someone groped and gradually reached the side of the stone wall, and stopped still.

"Your Excellency, you're here!"

Yin Long's spirit was lifted, and he was busy saying that he was working hard and polite, but in his heart he felt that he was really hard, and he didn't want to get up, and he was thinking: Don't do it, right?

But I heard Shi Bi say coldly: "Forget it, what kind of courtesy, anyway, the old man can't see it." ”

"What do you say? ”

Yin Long scolded secretly, but he was dressed in a neat garment, and bowed down in a proper manner and said, "Give a salute to your lordship." ”

The other party seemed to be a little satisfied, and said in a light tone: "Get up and speak." ”

"Master Xie. ”

He also asked, "I wonder how many fish you will get when you get a net today?" (To be continued.) )