Time is like flowing water. When the sun sets over the Western Mountains and the Furong River is covered with red clouds, and the sky and the earth become one color, Ye Qingfang returns to the shore of the Furious River.

"Here, here is the grain you want."

After returning to the riverside, Ye Qing stretched out his hand and several big bags appeared on the ground: "It's really hard to find these grains."

Not only is it hard to find, it’s simply hard to find!

First of all, the banks of the Furong River are not suitable for people to live and crops grow. The nearest market town is dozens of miles away, which is quite far away;

Secondly, those market towns were not big, and the people were poor. They had neither enough food nor clothing to keep them warm. There was no surplus grain anywhere, let alone more than a year old surplus grain. Even if he had money, he wouldn't be able to buy it.

He also spent a lot of effort and visited no less than a dozen market towns before collecting the grains Feng Qingyou needed from some landlords and wealthy households. He felt even more exhausted than fighting or killing people.

"It's no fun to work hard." Feng Qingyou smiled softly.

"By the way, Qingyou, what do you want these aged grains for?" Ye Qing asked curiously.

"Fishing!" Feng Qingyou replied.

"Fishing?" Ye Qing was stunned. This thing can be used for fishing. I don't have much education, so don't lie to me.

"You'll know later." Feng Qingyou gave up.

"Why wait a while?" Ye Qing asked doubtfully.

"Because the time has not come yet." Feng Qing said with a smile: "You should take a rest first. I will call you when the time comes."

"Then I'll wait and see." Ye Qing wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in Feng Qingyou's gourd.

When the moon rose high in the sky and illuminated the river, Feng Qingyou stood up, walked to the bank of the Furong River, opened five bags, took out a handful of rice, and threw them into the river one by one.

Ye Qing also opened his eyes in time, stood up and leaned against a tree, watching Feng Qingyou throw the grains in the bag into the river, and chuckled: "Qingyou, is this what you said?

Just go fishing, feeding the fish is more of the same!"

"Whether it's fishing or feeding the fish, as long as the fish takes the bait, that's all." Feng Qingyou said, moving non-stop.

"It makes sense." Ye Qing folded his arms and waited patiently. He wanted to see what kind of fish Feng Qingyou could catch?

"coming."

About half a quarter of an hour later, Feng Qingyou suddenly said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the windy and rough river surface within a radius of ten feet suddenly calmed down, but strangely, the wind was still howling in other places and the waves were bursting.

"This is... a black turtle?" Ye Qing came to Feng Qingyou and said in surprise.

In his perception of the devil, a huge black shadow as big as a mountain and like a turtle was lying on the bottom of the water, devouring those old grains.

"No...it's not a black turtle!" Immediately, Ye Qing shook his head again.

The black turtle is not that big, and the shell of the giant turtle in front of you is black and white, faintly intertwined into a Tai Chi pattern, which does not match the Bagua-shaped shell of the black turtle.

In addition, black turtles are impermanent monsters, and the giant turtle in front of them has a powerful aura. It is obviously a natural disaster monster, and even among natural disaster monsters, it is an extremely powerful existence.

Of course, another point is that the black turtle only eats fresh fish and does not eat whole grains. He has never heard that turtles can eat grains, and they are also aged grains.

"This is indeed not a black turtle, but a black turtle that is even rarer than the black turtle." Feng Qingyou said while throwing grains into the river.

"Xuan Yuan, why have I never heard of such weirdness?" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows.

"The Black Turtle is an extremely rare monster that only exists in inaccessible rivers. It hides day and night and rarely appears, so it is not known to the world."

Feng Qingyou explained: "The body of the Xuanyu contains a trace of the blood of the ancient holy beast Xuanwu. It is full of wisdom and is good at controlling wind and water. It has calm winds and calm waves. Wherever it lives, the wind and waves are calm. Wherever it passes, there is no wind or waves.

He likes to eat aged grains."

"So in ancient times, boatmen often prepared some old grains. If there was bad weather, they would use it to summon the turtle. After the turtle had eaten the grains, it would go in front of the merchant ship to calm the wind and waves and help the boatmen escape.

Danger."

"Therefore, people often call Xuan Yuan the River God, He Bo, River God, etc., and offer incense and sacrifices to it."

"That's it." Ye Qing said with a smile: "In this case, the Furious Wind River is nothing to worry about."

"But, Qingyou, how did you know that there is a mysterious turtle in the Raging Wind River?"

"My guess."

Feng Qingyou replied: "You may not know that in the Yan Kingdom, there are many legends about the Nufeng River. One of them is widely circulated among the people. It is said that there were some fishermen who were fishing in the Nufeng River.

, encountered a violent storm, high winds and rough waves. Just when the boat was destroyed and people were killed, a black shadow swam across the bottom of the river. Suddenly the storm calmed down and the danger was turned into safety. "

"Being kind to others, calming the wind and waves, these characteristics are very consistent with the characteristics of the mysterious turtle, and inaccessible rivers such as the Furious River are the favorite places of the mysterious turtle, so I guessed that there are mysterious turtles in the Furious River.

exist."

"It turns out that it is indeed the case."

"Awesome." Ye Qing praised sincerely.

After about half a cup of tea, the five large bags of grains finally bottomed out, and after the black turtle had devoured all the grains, it slowly emerged from the river.

After the Black Turtle surfaced from the river, Ye Qing realized that the Black Turtle was even bigger than he had imagined, like a small mountain.

"What do you have to call me for?" At this moment, the mysterious turtle looked at the two of them and spoke human words.

Some intelligent monsters can talk and even turn into human beings, which Ye Qing is not surprised about.

"I've met Senior Xuan Yuan. We have something to ask Senior for help."

Feng Qingyou cupped her hands and said, "Senior, do you know if there are any islands in the Raging Wind River?"

"Island?" Xuan Yuan was silent for a moment and said, "There are no islands in the Raging Wind River."

"No, it's impossible!"

Ye Qing frowned. Could it be that Wei Jing made a mistake, or did Xuan Yu lie?

It shouldn’t even be possible!

"But although there is no island, there is a whale grave, which may be the place you are looking for." At this time, Xuan Yuan continued to say.

"Whale grave?" Ye Qing looked confused: "How come there is a whale grave in this Raging Wind River?"

The so-called whale grave is the place where large whale monsters fall and die. Whale monsters are the overlords of the ocean. They are huge in size. After they die, their bodies are immortal and will often float on the sea surface, like ordinary floating islands.

It is no different, and because it is the corpse of a strange whale after its death, it is also called a whale island or a whale grave.

However, whale monsters are huge in size and mostly live in the deep sea. Although the Raging Wind River is not small, there should be no whale monsters. Naturally, whale graves are also impossible.

"What you don't know is that about sixty years ago, a seriously injured Jade Dragon Whale followed the estuary and entered the Nufeng River. Perhaps due to the serious injury, the Jade Dragon Whale died not long after.

After his death, his body turned into a whale grave."
Chapter completed!