super hill god

Chapter 3 The Pond Monster
It was his mother's voice, and Chen Yang's heart tightened suddenly, not knowing what happened.Take the mallet and follow the sound to find it.

Chen Yang ran over quickly, followed closely by Bangchui, and a small pond appeared in front of his eyes.

The mother was standing a few meters away from the small pond, still in shock, and the horror on her face could not be concealed no matter what.

This small pond has been around for a few years, but it is only a few dozen meters wide. Because no one takes care of it, it has been abandoned for a long time. The water in the pond is muddy and black. There is a thick layer of dirt floating on the water surface, and there are a series of bubbles from time to time. out of nowhere.

Thinking back to the past, the small pond in my memory, because there was still running water at that time, the water was so clear and bright that you could see the bottom of the pond at a glance. At that time, groups of fish were swimming and playing in the water, so happy, time flies, have become the past.

"Yangyang, there are monsters in this pond!" Chen Yang's mother clasped his wrist tightly with both hands, her voice was trembling, and she hadn't recovered her calm.

monster!

Just such a deserted small pond, there can still be a Loch Ness monster. Could it be a fish that slipped through the net at the barbecue meeting that year.

When I was young, I held a barbecue meeting with the children in the village. Most of the others brought some corn cobs, sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes, and some even brought pancake rolls. Only Chen Yang could bring some meat, one or two fat and huge grass carp, or The barbecue meeting is really a vegetarian tasting meeting.

Of course, after the barbecue meeting, Chen Yang would definitely have a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots as usual. After all, in that era, no one was rich, and one or two fish were expensive.

Telling his mother to back off, Chen Yang walked around the small pond several times, only to see that the water surface was muddy, black and black, in a mess, with layers of sewage mixed with withered yellow water plants, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Maybe it's because my mother is getting old, her eyes are dazzled, or she is too tired, and maybe she has hallucinations. People are old, isn't that how it is.

Chen Yang comforted his mother, and was about to turn around and leave when a strange thing happened, a piece of black sludge slowly crawled out of the pond.

How is this possible? Chen Yang rubbed his eyes, unable to believe the scene in front of him. A piece of black sludge slowly crawled out of the pond.

When I was young, I heard old people say that flowers, plants and trees can turn into spirits, and all animals in the mountains and forests can turn into demons, but I have never heard that a piece of mud can also turn into spirits, manifesting in front of people, and causing mischief.

This piece of black sludge was the size of a millstone, crawling slowly, and from time to time, pieces of sludge the size of a fist would fall from his body. It was only when he walked in front of Chen Yang that he could clearly see the outline of the thing.

It turned out to be a big tortoise. Judging by its size, it is at least 200 years old. When I was a volunteer in the museum when I was in college, I saw many specimens of this old turtle. I don’t know how many times the label has been wiped from morning to night. Back, so the memory is deep.

This should be the giant soft-shelled turtle, also known as the giant soft-shelled turtle, an oviparous reptile that lives amphibiously on land and water. The effect is not only a delicacy on the table, but also a nourishing medicine with a wide range of uses. The well-known Fushou Guiling Jelly in China is extracted from it.

It is absolutely unmistakable, other types of old turtles definitely do not have such a huge body and sturdy body.

But the reality is often different from what people imagined. This is a huge old turtle shaking violently, sitting and shaking, swaying to the right, and even jumping up and down, turning in circles. It is incredible that an old turtle can have such a rich body. Movements, such vigorous skills, refreshed Chen Yang's cognition.

Most of the black mud collapsed like an avalanche and fell off. This is the giant old turtle showing its true body. Under the sunlight, it is golden and shining brightly, dazzling people's eyes.

This is an old turtle the size of a millstone, as if cast from gold, there is no speckle in the whole body, even the eyes are golden, the real gold is flawless,
At this time, hearing the mother's urgent cry, many villagers from the surrounding villages also rushed over, and they were all stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

"What kind of thing is this?"

"I've never seen such bastards, like gold ingots, stewed into soup and drank it, it's so nourishing, it must make my family so sleepless at night."

"Go, go, don't talk nonsense, there are big girls, little wives, and children from various families here."

"Grandma, I want to ride that golden buffalo."

"Maybe this is the mountain god on that mountain."

Other things are okay, this sentence almost exploded Chen Yang, the mountain god is bastard, and his head is not green yet, poor Chen Yang is in his twenties, the last time he held a girl's little hand was in elementary school, in physical education class Games, when throwing a handkerchief.

"This is, this is..." The crowd automatically gave way to a path, and an old man walked out slowly, holding a dragon-headed crutch in his hand, full of white hair, old-fashioned, and walking slowly. about to fall

This is Zhang Qigong, who is 92 years old this year. He is a respected old man in the village. He is not easy to deal with housework that the villagers can't figure out. Most of them ask this old man to be a witness to help mediate and reconcile. His status is not ordinary.

"This is the golden turtle, the mount of the mountain god, this is an auspicious beast!"

"How many years has it been? It seems that I saw it once by the stream in the mountain forest when I was five or six years old. I didn't expect to see it again after so many years. It's really not easy."

Zhang Qigong's expression was agitated, he couldn't control himself, he even kept the crutch with the dragon's head in his hand, and the juniors around him hurriedly supported the old man in fright, otherwise no one would be able to bear the responsibility if there was a mistake.

Could it be that the mountain god's mount came to look for me? Chen Yang was puzzled, and couldn't make sense of the matter.

Since it is the mount of the mountain god, the villagers unanimously decided to send this golden old turtle out of the village as a gift. Don't make any mistakes. The mountain god will blame it, and no one can afford it.

In Chen Yang's heart, only ghosts have the time to take care of this matter.

This is a strange scene, Chen Yang is striding forward, with a bamboo basket on his shoulders, a red carp is hung on it, and a golden big eight is following closely behind, following every step, for fear of falling behind Behind, passing through most of the village, many villagers poked their heads out of their windows and laughed.

It was Zhang Qigong's idea to use the big red carp as bait to lure this golden turtle out of the village.

Zhang Qigong's words still carried a lot of weight, and Chen Yang didn't dare to disobey them.

Even so, all these efforts were useless, this golden old turtle was too smart, he didn't go out of the village at all, and went back home halfway, playing happily in the front yard of Chen Yang's house.

Black lines suddenly appeared on Chen Yang's forehead. He had been tricked, and his IQ was not as good as a golden cockroach. Could it be that he has lived in vain for more than [-] years.

(End of this chapter)