The second shaping of Fubo is coming to an end, and the excitement in the lake has just begun. The rain is pouring down, and the rain hits the reeds. The reeds rub against each other, forming a sound wave. The river otter tribe, who are hiding at home to avoid the rain and enjoy the food, suddenly feel a little uneasy, and a faint murderous aura drifts into their noses along with the raindrops. The one-eyed river otter, the chief of the tribe, is alert. It put down the half-eaten big fish in its hand and stood up. Its tall body is in full view. When it stands on tiptoe, its head can almost stick out of the reeds. The agile back is even more scarred, and even the hair does not grow on the raised skin, showing the great military exploits of this chief. The heavy rain caused a layer of mist to rise in the lake. In the haze, the one-eyed river otter saw a few figures floating on the water and approaching the reeds where the tribe lives. The one-eyed river otter narrowed his eyes, subconsciously bared his fangs, opened his five claws, and a cold light flashed on his sharp claws.
When he got closer, the leading river otter showed his true face. The one-eyed river otter knew that the newcomer was not friendly, and he let out a high-pitched roar. Hearing the roar, the twelve river otters in the family stretched their bodies like civet cats, stepped on the mud and quickly leaped to the side of the patriarch, lined up in a row, and roared at the river otters who were approaching. The big river otter standing on the big head of the fat catfish was not afraid. It put its hands on its waist and directed the otter to respond and fight back! There was no mediation, any negotiation, any compromise! Fight! Fight! Fight! Shame must be washed with blood! The desire to fight was as blazing as a raging fire. Facing the defeated general, the one-eyed river otter waved his claws and rushed into the swamp. Plop, plop! The sound of falling into the water rang out one after another, and a total of twelve river otters jumped into the swamp, spreading out like a giant black bird, and the one-eyed river otter was the "leader" of this giant bird with its wings spread. There was no fear at all! However, the distance between the two sides was close to 100 meters, and the one-eyed river otter suddenly discovered the big catfish and big crocodile under the big river otter. Helper! The other side found a helper! No otter ethics! The one-eyed river otter was extremely annoyed, but it was still not afraid. The river otter warriors had no fear in their hearts!
Twelve against eight, the advantage is in the tribe! Defend the homeland! With the blessing of firm belief, the swimming speed of the twelve river otters suddenly increased. When the other side swam within 50 meters, the big river otter also waved its claws, and a total of six river otters jumped into the swamp simultaneously. The fat catfish and the immobile scattered to both sides, as a flank to provide support. The waves were surging. Twelve water marks in the south and eight water marks in the north were moving towards each other, and they collided in an instant! Crash! The one-eyed river otter and the big river otter hugged each other, scratching with their claws and kicking with their legs, leaving a total of eight sharp claws. You scratch my face, I poke your eyes. Kick your belly, pull your tail. As the main general fought hand-to-hand, the other river otters followed one after another. The bloody storm was raging, and the whole swamp was in chaos, with the sound of struggling ducks everywhere. Two river otters from the tribe surrounded Wudong. They moved flexibly and reacted quickly, and when the time was right, they climbed onto the big crocodile. Sizzle. Sparks flashed on the swamp, and the river otter stared blankly at his broken claws. Wudong scratched his waist and abdomen, glanced at the river otter, and was furious at this provocation. He opened his mouth and bit Wudong's limbs. It really hurts. Wudong kept shaking his claws, trying to shake off the river otter, but the two river otters seemed to grow on him. The fat catfish was also surrounded by river otters. It swung its tail to pull away two river otters that surrounded it. It turned its head and looked at the river otters fighting in a group. It was suddenly confused and didn't know who was the one who grilled fish for it. Just as it was stunned, the big river otter had already fallen behind. It was no match for the one-eyed river otter. After fighting for only a few breaths, it was beaten dizzy. The big river otter was grabbed by the otter hair on its head by the one-eyed river otter, and was pushed into the water. It scratched hard with its sharp claws, and blood was scattered. The big river otter choked on several mouthfuls of water. It struggled hard and accidentally saw the dazed fat catfish. It was so angry that it screamed and finally attracted the attention of the fat catfish. There were a total of 18 river otters, and the one-eyed one was the largest and easiest to identify. Seeing that the cook who grilled fish for him was beaten to a pulp, the fat catfish immediately rushed over to help. Go, go, go! "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 marsh. "Such a big fish and cat, is it possible that they have become spirits?" 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 that are three or four meters long. They must have become spirits! It's just that there were only five or six in the reed marsh originally, not many. About a month later, they became more than ten. I thought they came from somewhere and merged with the original ones. It seems that more than ten are all foreigners. The original ones were driven away." The young fisherman was surprised and pointed at the excitement and asked: "Oh, there are crocodiles? I saw the tail. Did the fish cat find help?" "Strange, smarter than people! Yesterday, my kid was beaten up and didn't know to go home and call for help. It'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 and felt that the other black tail was unexpectedly familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. However, before he could remember, it was dragged away by the other two fishermen. "Don't watch the excitement. The fish cat is fierce enough. Who knows how powerful the fish cat that has become a spirit may be. Be careful to cause trouble." "Yes, yes." Another fisherman answered. The young fisherman was persuaded by the two men, and suddenly felt that it made sense, and hurriedly rowed away. Wait until they arrive at Shangrao Port. The eyes of the young fisherman, who was always deep in thought, brightened up: "I remembered, wasn't there a 'River God' two miles east of Shangrao Port?" "Little River God? You mean, the 'Little River God' who often throws fish out?" Several 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 is passed down by word of mouth among fishermen. It is said that in a certain water area east of Shangrao Port, as long as you pray sincerely, a small river god will send fish up. Fishermen who do not believe in evil often try their luck in the past, and 50 or 60 times out of 10 they succeed. Hey, it’s much more effective than the Bodhisattva Temple! It’s not worth trying your luck in spring, summer and autumn. It’s better to cast a net to catch those two fish. But in winter, sometimes you can’t catch a fish, so it’s a good thing to catch one or two. Gradually, the legend of the "River God" emerged. "I only saw it once. I saw a tail that looked very similar to the one just now!" Hearing the young fisherman's swearing words, the other two people couldn't help but become suspicious. "Then why does the 'Little River God' want to help the beaver fight?" The young fisherman frowned and thought for a while, then shouted: "I understand!" "What do you know again?" "Isn't that place the home of six river otters? The 'Little River God' must be seeking justice for those group of river otters!" Seeking justice? Everyone was stunned and thoughtful.
The young fisherman excitedly suggested: "How about we go back and take a look?" "No way... I have to go to you guys, but I won't go." "I won't go either. If I displease the 'River God', I won't dare." The two shook their heads when they heard the sound. Ye Gong's love for dragons probably looks like this. The proposer was quite frustrated and followed the others ashore. After the fish were sold out at the fishing pen, the three of them went home. The people working in the deserted fishing pen were looking at the big fish. It was estimated that no fishermen would come back. Just as they were about to close their stalls, they suddenly saw a figure rushing out of the dock and rowing away into the distance. Without waiting for a reminder, the figure disappeared. However, when the boat rowed into the reed marsh, it was already empty. In Lu's house. The white mist curled up, making the whole courtyard look like a fairyland on earth. The furnace like the red devil's eye dimmed and went out in the heavy rain. Finally, the fist-sized piece of Molong Gold was separated into another piece, condensed into the shape of a gun, and was mounted on Fubo by Lu Gang. Adding plastic successfully! Liang Qu couldn't wait to try the magic weapon, but Yang Dongxiong stretched out his hand to stop him: "There's no rush." Lu Gang said: "Master, it's not too late to let my junior brother try it first." Yang Dongxiong shook his head: "It's best to intercept the qi machine just after it is baked, and it will be the most powerful. You come first. You will do a big favor to the junior brother, and the junior brother should also help you a small favor." Intercept the qi machine? Liang Qu patiently observed. He was still walking slowly and was indeed in no hurry. Lu Zao took out a long piece of silk cloth and an inkstone from the back room. The ink in the inkstone was very strange, it was actually black and gold. Lu Gang and his father came to grind under the eaves. After grinding the ink, Lu Zao spread the ink evenly on Liang Qu's Fubo gun. Lu Gang rolled up the silk cloth and made rubbings. Unfolding it again, a vague shape of a spear was printed on the silk cloth. Strangely, it didn't take long for the ink scattered in the gaps in the cloth to gradually shrink and completely transform into a spear! Exactly the same as Fubo! 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, who explained: "It's a Qi machine rubbing. Generally speaking, if the caster creates an extraordinary weapon, he will perform a Qi machine rubbing. Selecting the sharp energy released when the weapon was first cast and rubbing it on canvas or paper can be regarded as a way to prove that the caster has created such a magical weapon. " Liang Qu thought for a moment, then fisted his hands: "I understand, the banner of rejuvenation in the medical clinic!" Everyone's thoughts froze. Lu Zao reacted and laughed loudly: "That's right, that's right, it's the banner of rejuvenation!"