Pick up the fishing net and tie the sword.
Yue Guanchao went down to Jiaolong Well again. When the rope along the well trembled frequently, everyone knew that he had tied up the black catfish and pulled him up by shaking the well wheel.
Everyone gasped when they saw what was tied behind the rope.
Black catfish are not just big, they are quite big.
The entire catfish is about four feet long from head to tail. Standing upright, it is only one head shorter than the horse.
The body is slightly wider than the pot lid, and the black lines have bright light, like dragon scales, a flat head with long beards, wide fins and a big tail. The black waist and back turn into mottled colors at the belly. The two red eyes are like agate, inlaid in the flat head. Both sides!
The mouth that should be nothing is covered with teeth-like bones, like smoothed bone spurs, which is particularly terrifying.
Usually, catfish tend to gather together and there is not much difference in size.
When they put it next to a living person, Geda and Old Yu realized how big the black catfish was. When they thought that it was the incarnation of Lord Jiaolong, they almost knelt down and worshiped.
"Here, who on earth tortured Master Jiaolong into this state!"
The old fish man looked at the catfish. He specially found a large wooden bucket for the spicy cabbage, washed it and filled it with water before reluctantly putting the black catfish in it.
During normal worship, the black catfish is full of energy, leaping and leaping, and can splash several meters of water with a swipe of its tail.
But this black catfish couldn't even move its tail. It could only weakly flick its tail. The luster in its eyes had disappeared. But in the blink of an eye, the blood it spit out had dyed the water pink, and it was as dying as an old animal on the verge of death.
"Uncle Yu, it's too early for you to feel sorry for him now. There are so many catfish carcasses in that arched cave connected to the back river that we can't even count them."
At these words, Yu Bo was so frightened that he dropped the ladle he was using to change the water.
He was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. For the first time, he blushed and shouted:
"How is it possible? Any villager around Baishan who dares to antagonize Master Jiaolong's messengers and poison them to death is even more treasonous and will be punished by God!"
"God's punishment?"
Yue Guanchao touched his chin:
"Yu Bo, the fish bones in the arched cave are all broken into pieces. I guess the catfish that started to die first were in the previous dynasties. This is not a strange thing that just started to happen recently. Could it be that the villagers in Changbai Mountain have had iron-like heads for hundreds of years?" We have already started poisoning black catfish before!"
These words left Old Man Yu speechless. His lips trembled and trembled. He didn't know how to explain it, so he simply turned his head.
Yue Guanchao's eyes widened and he looked at the old man:
"I feel that this is not caused by some evildoer. Black Catfish's death is related to your worship of the Dragon King."
"You fart~"
So many black catfish died because they worshiped Lord Jiaolong!
This kind of statement is murderous and heart-wrenching, and is no different from saying that they are not sincere to God. Only then did Old Man Yu have a good impression of Yue Guanchao, but his reputation was quickly ruined by this statement.
Geda frowned, his face full of displeasure:
"Brother-in-law, I don't dare to say this nonsense. We are very sincere every time of the year. How could we be the one who killed him? The villagers worshiped the Dragon King. They used serious animals and even touched the sacred powder specially."
"Incense to the Dragon God? What is that?"
Yue Guanchao knew that the problem would not be with poultry, and they could not raise animals that were full of poison, so it could only be something artificially added, such as herbal powder.
"That's not a toy, it's a godly formula passed down from ancient temples."
While he was talking, Old Man Yu had already taken out a dark clay pot from the east chamber.
When I opened the wax wood lid, I found the smell of medicine mixed with spices, which was very strange.
The old man took a spoon, scooped out the sacred powder and put it on the lid. There was a reddish-brown fine powder inside, mixed with dried flowers and dried wood the size of a small fingernail.
"God-worshiping incense powder should be ground into powder with sulfur, cinnabar, lead powder, musk, cardamom, pear paste, coptis, tartary buckwheat, shrimps and clams, flying insects, river salt, perilla, chicken and duck blood, and then added with fish, Dry the rattan grass and put it in a jar, smear it on the six animals, and it will attract the dragon king to enjoy it!"
As if reading an imperial edict, Yu Bo held the copper scroll of the Iron Book of Jiaolong Temple and read it carefully and solemnly.
"This recipe has been passed down from the first generation of temples since the Jiaolong Temple was built. It has been made for nearly a thousand years, but it is a good thing."
"Okay, since it's a good thing, and the incarnation of Lord Jiaolong is here, why don't you give me a few spoons to see if this black catfish can enjoy the enshrinement."
The old fish man also wanted to prove that they were right. Together with Geda, he opened the mouth of the catfish and poured the incense of worshiping the dragon into it.
When the black catfish was put into the water, the fisherman looked like a believer who had donated sesame oil at the temple, with a satisfied and pious smile on his face.
The dying catfish was like a live fish thrown into a frying pan, causing the big wooden barrel to bump and sway. The fisherman felt that this was due to his divine fragrance, and he wanted to puff up his chest.
"Live, live!"
With a bang, the big wooden barrel was knocked over by the catfish. The black catfish was washed out a few meters by the water. It was still flopping around even if there was no water. The faces of the two people were covered with blood.
However, they were not happy for a long time. The catfish suddenly touched its head and tail and trembled continuously. Blood spurted out from its mouth, and it even vomited out the undigested poultry and livestock in its stomach.
Before the two of them could save him, he immediately turned his stomach and breathed out.
The old fish man looked at the sacred powder in his hand and took a few steps back in fright. He kept kneeling in front of the dead fish and kowtowed:
"Master Jiaolong, I can't help you, Master Jiaolong, I can't help you!"
