Chapter 297 Little River God

The second molding of Fu Bo is coming to an end, but the excitement in Daze has just begun.

It rained heavily and the rain beat down on the reeds.

The reed leaves rub against each other, creating waves of sound.

The Jiangtao tribe, who were hiding at home from the rain and enjoying delicious food, suddenly felt a little uneasy, and a faint murderous aura drifted into their noses along with the raindrops.

The one-eyed river otter, the chief of the tribe, showed alertness.

It put down the half-eaten big fish in its hand and stood up, revealing its tall body. When it stood on tiptoe, its head could almost stick out of the reeds.

His sturdy back was covered with scars, and even hair did not grow on the raised areas of skin, demonstrating the clan leader's great military achievements.

The heavy rain caused a thin layer of mist to rise over the lake.

In the dim light, the one-eyed river otter saw several figures floating on the water, approaching the reeds where the tribe lived.

The one-eyed river otter narrowed its eyes, subconsciously bared its fangs, opened its five claws, and a cold light flashed on its sharp claws.

When we got closer, the leading river otter revealed its true appearance.

The one-eyed river otter knew that the person coming had bad intentions, and let out a high-pitched roar from his throat.

Hearing the roar, the twelve otters in the family stretched their bodies like civet cats, stepped into the mud and quickly leaped to the side of the patriarch, lined up in a row, and growled at the otters who were approaching them.

The big river otter standing on the big head of the fat catfish was not afraid at all. It put its hands on its hips and directed the otter to respond and fight back!

No mediation, no negotiation, no compromise!

fighting!

Shame must be washed away with blood!

The desire to fight was as raging as a fire. Facing the defeated opponent, the one-eyed river otter waved its sharp claws and rushed into the swamp at the head of the charge.

Puff, puff!
The sounds of falling into the water were heard one after another, and twelve monster river otters jumped into the swamp, spreading out like giant black birds, with the one-eyed river otter as the "leader" of this giant bird with spread wings.

Not afraid at all!

However, the distance between the two sides was nearly 100 meters, and the one-eyed river otter suddenly discovered the big catfish and the big crocodile under the big river otter.

helper!

The other party found help!

Don't talk about otter ethics!

The one-eyed river otter was extremely annoyed, but it was not afraid.

There is no fear in the hearts of river otter warriors!

Twelve versus eight, the advantage is on the tribe!

Defend your homeland!

With the support of firm belief, the swimming speed of the twelve otters suddenly increased.

When the other otters swam within fifty meters, the big river otters also waved their claws, and a total of six river otters jumped into the swamp simultaneously.

The Fat Catfish and the Immobile scattered to both sides to provide flanking support.

The waves are surging.

Twelve water marks in the south and eight water marks in the north were moving towards each other and collided in an instant!
Wow!
The one-eyed river otter and the giant river otter hugged each other, scratching wildly with their claws and kicking hard with their legs. A total of eight sharp claws left afterimages.

You scratch my face and I poke your eyes.

Kick in the belly and pull the tail.

As the main general engaged in close combat, the other otters followed one after another.

There was a bloody storm and the whole swamp was in chaos, with the sound of struggling ducks and splashing water everywhere.

Two river otters from the tribe were surrounded and unable to move. They were agile and quick to react, and they saw the right moment to climb onto the crocodile.

stab.

Sparks flickered over the swamp, and the otter stared blankly at his broken claws.

Unable to move, he scratched his waist and abdomen and glanced at the otter. The otter became furious at this provocation and opened its mouth to bite his immobile limbs.

It really hurts.

Unable to move, it kept flapping its claws, trying to shake off the otters, but the two otters seemed to be attached to its body.

The fat catfish was also surrounded by the otters. It swung its tail to pull away two of the otters that were surrounding it, turned its head to look at the otters fighting in a melee, and suddenly felt confused, not knowing who was the one who was feeding it the grilled fish.

While it was stunned, the otter had already fallen into a disadvantage.

It was no match for the one-eyed river otter at all. After only a few breaths of fighting, it was beaten so hard that its head felt dizzy.

The one-eyed otter grabbed the big river otter by its hair, pushed it into the water, and scratched it hard with its sharp claws, causing blood to ooze out.

The big river otter choked on the water several times and struggled hard. It accidentally saw the dazed fat catfish and became extremely angry. It screamed and finally attracted the attention of the fat catfish.

There are a total of eighteen river otters, and the one with one eye is the largest and easiest to identify.

Seeing the chef who grilled fish for him being beaten to a pulp, the fat catfish immediately rushed over to help.

Rush!
"The fish and cat are fighting again."

Three fishermen wearing straw raincoats rowed past the reed marsh, squinting their eyes at the bloody storm in the lake.

"Such a big fish cat, could it be a spirit?"

The younger fisherman thought it was fun, but the other two older ones were surprised. "Don't you know? There have always been fish cats here. They are bigger than those in other places. They can catch crocodiles over ten feet long. They must be spirits!"

It’s just that there were only five or six in the reed marsh originally, not many. About a month later, they grew to more than ten. I thought they came from somewhere and merged with the original ones. It seems that all the ten or so were outsiders, and the original ones were driven away.”

The young fisherman looked at the excitement and asked, "Hey, there's a crocodile? I saw its tail. Did the fish cat find help?"

"Strange, smarter than humans! Yesterday my kid got beaten up and didn't even go home to call for help. He's not as good as this fish cat."

"Wait, is there another fish? Why does it look so familiar?" The young fisherman rubbed his chin, feeling that the other black tail was unexpectedly familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. However, before he could remember it, it was dragged away by the other two fishermen.

"Don't just watch the fun. The fish cat is quite fierce. Who knows how powerful it could be if it becomes a spirit. Be careful not to cause trouble."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Another fisherman responded.

The young fisherman was persuaded by the two men and felt that their advice made sense, so he rowed away in a hurry.

Wait until they arrive at Shangrao Port.

The young fisherman, who had been deep in thought, suddenly had his eyes light up: "I remember now, wasn't there a 'little river god' two miles east of Shangrao Port?"

"Little River God? You mean the 'Little River God' that often throws fish out?" The other fishermen were stunned. "Have you ever seen what the 'Little River God' looks like?"

This year, there is a place in Yixing Town that has been passed down by word of mouth among fishermen. It is said that in a certain area of water east of Shangrao Port, as long as you pray devoutly, a small river god will send fish to you.

Fishermen who don't believe in superstition often go there to try their luck, and the result is that about five to six out of ten times they succeed, and it never fails.

Hey, it’s much more effective than the Bodhisattva Temple!

It is not worth taking chances in spring, summer and autumn. It is better to cast a net to catch those two fish. But in winter, sometimes you can't catch any fish, so it is a good thing to catch one or two.

Gradually, the legend of the "little river god" emerged.

"I only saw it once, and I saw a tail that looked exactly like the one just now!"

Hearing the young fisherman's solemn assurance, the other two couldn't help but become suspicious.

"Then why did the 'Little River God' help the river otter to fight?"

The young fisherman frowned in thought, and after a while he shouted, "I understand!"

"What do you know now?"

"Isn't that the home of six river otters? The 'Little River God' must be seeking justice for those river otters!"

Seeking justice?
Everyone was stunned and thoughtful.

The young fisherman excitedly suggested: "Why don't we go back and take a look?"

"No...If you want to go, you go. I won't go."

"I won't go either. I don't dare to make the 'Little River God' unhappy."

The two of them shook their heads when they heard the voice.

This is probably what Ye Gong’s love for dragons looks like.

The proposer was quite frustrated and followed everyone ashore.

After selling the fish at the fishing station, the three of them went home.

The deserted fishing stall attendant was looking at the big fish, thinking that no other fishermen would come back. He was about to pack up his stall when he suddenly saw a figure rushing out from the pier and rowing off into the distance.

Without waiting for a reminder, the figure disappeared.

However, when the boat entered the reed marsh, it was already empty.

In Lu's house.

The white mist is curling, and the whole courtyard seems like a fairyland on earth.

The furnace, like a red devil's eye, dimmed and went out in the heavy rain.

Finally, a fist-sized piece of Ink Dragon Gold was separated and condensed into the shape of a spear, which was installed on Fu Bo by Lu Gang.

Plastic filling successful!

Liang Qu couldn't wait to try out the magic weapon, but Yang Dongxiong stopped him with his hand: "No hurry."

Lu Gang said: "Master, it's not too late to let me try first."

Yang Dongxiong shook his head: "It's best to intercept the Qi just out of the oven, the momentum is the strongest, you go first, you help me a lot, I should help you a little."

Intercept the Qi?

Liang Qu watched patiently. He was still weak at the moment and was indeed not in a hurry.

Lu Zao took out a long silk cloth and an inkstone from the inner room. The ink stick in the inkstone was very strange, it was black and gold in color.

Lu Gang and his father came under the eaves to grind.

After grinding the ink, Lu Zao evenly applied the ink on Liang Qu's Fu Bo Spear, and Lu Gang rolled it up on silk cloth to make a rubbing.

When it was unfolded again, a vague shape of a spear appeared on the silk cloth.

The strange thing is that after a while, the ink that was scattered in the cracks of the cloth gradually gathered and completely turned into the shape of a spear!
Exactly the same as Fu Bo!
Even if you concentrate, you can faintly feel the sharpness of the spear in the painting!
Liang Qu was puzzled: "What is this?"

Yang Dongxiong looked at Lu Gang, and Lu Gang explained: "It is the Qi rubbing. Generally speaking, if a weaponsmith creates an extraordinary weapon, he will do the Qi rubbing.

Selecting the sharp aura released when the weapon was just cast and imprinting it on canvas or paper is a way of proving that this weapon caster once made such a magical weapon. "

Liang Qu thought for a moment and clapped his fist: "I understand, the banner of the clinic for the miracle cure!"

Everyone's thoughts froze.

Lu Zao reacted and laughed out loud: "That's right, it's the banner of Miraculous Bringing Back to Life!"

(End of this chapter)

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