Chapter 212

The toad pinched the golden little fish, just like a person pinching a small bitterling in their hand, very mini.

The golden light little fish was handed in front of it, and the fat catfish discovered that the whole treasure fish wasn't small at all, but just had a peculiar appearance, with a mouth full of sharp teeth, a triangular back, and it had never seen it in the river before.

"Toad calls it the Golden Gong Fish, a good thing from the sea; it has a mouthful of golden soup inside, and after drinking it, it's warm and delicious, incomparable, must taste it, giving it to little brother."

A peculiar strange fragrance permeated the water, the fat catfish approached carefully, and the Golden Gong Fish suddenly struggled violently.

Caught off guard, the fat catfish's fat face was slapped several times by the large tail, and it was finally knocked to the ground with the last blow.

The toad laughed heartily, then glared at the Golden Gong Fish, and the entire Golden Gong Fish rolled its eyes and fainted.

The fat catfish shook its head to shake off the mud and sand on its forehead, looking at the Golden Gong Fish lying flat on the ground with great fear.

Clearly a fish that could be swallowed in one mouthful, but it had such great strength that its face was slapped in pain.

"Don't look at it as small; according to human sayings, the Golden Gong Fish has the strength of nine oxen and two tigers!"

The fat catfish touched the Golden Gong Fish on the ground with its whiskers, and then flipped it over.

Determining that the treasure fish had fainted, it sucked it in one mouthful, containing both sand and fish in its mouth, and waved its fins to say goodbye.

"Strange, why not eat it in one mouthful?"

Watching the fat catfish dive into the undercurrent and disappear, the toad scratched its head, not knowing why the fat catfish wanted to specifically take it back to eat, a superfluous act.

It was just that when it saw the large anchor lying on the ground in the blink of an eye, that little confusion was thrown to the back of its mind.

The toad ran into its cave, dug out several large stone blocks dozens of feet high, pushed them to the cave entrance, and under the illumination of the rippling light, they flashed with different gorgeous colors.

Dark purple, light yellow, cyan gold, blood red.

Part of the stone skin was worn away, opening several small skylights, exposing a touch of metallic luster; clearly, several blocks were metal ores with very high content.

"Hehe, weapon, weapon, new weapon!"

Liang Qu waited at the exit of the undercurrent.

The undercurrent surged, and the fat catfish rolled out from inside; it tried its best to hold its large mouth, and its two cheeks bulged out on the left and then on the right.

Don't know when the Golden Gong Fish suddenly woke up and jumped around in its mouth, making it feel uncomfortable.

Looking around, the fat catfish swam to Liang Qu's feet in a flash, and spat out a large group of golden light with a "wow".

The golden light saw the sun again and turned to escape, but Liang Qu naturally wouldn't give it a chance, and used a Water Prison spell to imprison the golden light on the spot.

What great strength.

Liang Qu felt the consumption of physical strength, and knew without touching it that this fish truly had innate divine strength, greater than the strength of any ox-headed fish.

It was just that...

Looking at the appearance of this Golden Gong Fish, the body was flat and long, wide in the front and narrow in the back, with a dorsal fin, and the tail stood vertically up and down, like a sharp knife.

It was normal that the fat catfish hadn't seen it; it had never left the great lake in its life, and the furthest trip it had taken was to Fengbu County, but Liang Qu was too clear about this appearance.

The so-called Golden Gong Fish was actually a small shark?

Could it be delicious?

Liang Qu held a skeptical attitude toward the toad's words.

He knew that sharks didn't have urinary organs, and all body fluids were exchanged through the skin.

Because of this, shark meat had a very thick smell of urine, and the older the shark, the heavier the smell, as if it had been pickled in urine.

Even if you used shoe insoles to cook it, shark meat wouldn't necessarily be delicious.

Perhaps the treasure fish was a bit different?

After all, it was a treasure fish recommended by a great demon, so Liang Qu definitely had to try it.

He grabbed the Golden Gong Fish's tail, carried it back to the boat, and between the boat awnings, couldn't help but raise his hand to block the sunlight.

The sky was dim and bright, and the orange-yellow golden light passed through his fingers, casting mottled long shadows.

Alas, another night of staying up late.

The opera ended at midnight, he went to the River Office to buy a large anchor halfway, the fat catfish waited at the toad's side for several hours, and the day passed just like that.

Liang Qu yawned, sleepiness surged, and he had no appetite.

Today was truly a day of great joy and great sorrow, and he was exhausted.

Go home and sleep first, and deal with it after waking up.

A few hours at night didn't matter.

Letting Ah Wei inject some poison, he took out a fish basket, stuffed the whole little golden shark inside, tied the boat at the wharf, and went home.

Wulong, lying in the doghouse, heard footsteps, its ears trembled slightly, and upon hearing the sound of the door lock shaking, it immediately jumped up from the ground, sniffing the scent and guarding behind the door.

Liang Qu pushed the door and entered, and a black ball covered in fluff rolled onto his lower leg with a "whoosh," jumping along with his footsteps, its short tail wagging non-stop.

"Wulong?"

Liang Qu shook his toes, threw Wulong off his leg, and picked up the fish basket to pour the Golden Gong Fish into the water tank.

The golden light entered the tank, water foam splashed, and a drop fell onto Wulong's nose tip; it hugged its own nose and sneezed.

"Wulong, I'll give you a task: guard this fish well and don't let it run away."

"Woof!"

Wulong barked, tilted its head to look at Liang Qu who had walked into the room, then looked at the large water tank, and sat on the ground, performing its duty faithfully.

The morning light was hazy.

Liang Qu washed his face and lay on the bed, his thoughts wandering.

He should have been happy to confirm the source of the malice through the toad, and the fact that the flood dragon couldn't pinpoint his location was an even greater joy, but these didn't mean that it was still safe under the water.

The toad didn't care, but what about other great demons?

There were those who were derelict in their duties and didn't care about anything, and naturally there were those who were loyal and devoted, willing to be bootlickers.

And the flood dragon had great demons under it; did the great demons have small demons under them?

Strength reaching the great spirit monster level meant they already had considerable wisdom and knew how terrifying humans were; unless they were starving, they wouldn't come forward to provoke ordinary fishermen when they saw them.

Reaching the demon level, they were no different from humans, and forming cliques was very normal.

Liang Qu couldn't beat ordinary great spirit monsters, but he could escape; demons...

The Sturgeon King huddled in a small pond, but could still erupt with terrifying power that changed the terrain, often causing great waves, and would only be stronger in the great lake.

"Take one step at a time; if I think about it anymore, I won't be able to sleep..."

Liang Qu stabilized his spirit and stopped his thoughts.

The clouds in the sky stretched lazily, and the earth was quiet and peaceful.

Mother Zhang pushed the door and entered, saw the lowered bamboo curtain, didn't call out, and just cooked less breakfast.

Noon.

Faint dark clouds drifted over from the north, bringing a light drizzle.

The tile ridges were washed black and oily, forming lines along the eaves, dripping into a puddle on the ground.

Liang Qu put on his clothes and pushed the door, the fresh air carrying moisture making his spirit perk up.

Wulong was still sitting in front of the water tank, but it was squatting under the eaves; seeing Liang Qu, it stood up, shook its fur, broke through the rain curtain, and jumped onto the steps.

"Thank you for your hard work; I'll share a piece of little fish fin with you later!"

Liang Qu reached out and touched it, controlled all the moisture on Wulong's fur to dry, and then fished the treasure fish out of the water tank.

He sliced it open with a curved dagger, the thick grease left a touch of oil on the blade, and a very unique golden organ rolled out from the cut, shining brilliantly.

Along with the departure of the golden organ, the entire Golden Gong Fish dimmed quite a bit.

Liang Qu picked up the oval-shaped organ and found that it was like a fish bubble, very large, filled with golden liquid.

Was this the mouthful of delicious soup the toad spoke of?

He leaned in to smell it, and a very unique strange fragrance drilled into his nostrils, making his index finger move.

Drink it raw?

Boil it?

Liang Qu frowned and pondered, deciding to taste a little bit first.

He carefully opened a hole with the tip of his knife and sucked a small amount of juice.

【Water Ze Essence +108】