Things in the pond

Chapter 4

“I’m not here to play around, I’m…” Ting Cong was about to explain the rationale behind his actions, but was defeated by the crab’s bright eyes, “…uh, um.”

"Really? I'll catch some earthworms for you to eat tomorrow, they're really delicious..."

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"No need, I'll bring something..." Ting Cong patted the crab's head and said with a twitch of his lips.

"Green dumplings!" The fox immediately rushed forward and grabbed Tingcong's hand.

"Don't even think about it!" Ting Cong immediately and coldly refused.

"Why?" the fox protested.

"Where did these green rice dumplings come from this season?! And yet you keep coming to steal them every day for no reason!" = =#

"555555555555555555 I like to eat it!" The fox instantly transformed back into its fox form and rolled around on the ground.

"It's no use trying to deny it! If you don't have it, you don't have it!" Tingcong squatted down and pointed at the fox, scolding it.

"No...no...no..." ToT

"You'd better stop now!" = =#

"Ah... speaking of knowing when to stop, I once..."

"Old Catfish, don't change the subject!"

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Chapter Seven

"What kind of monster are you?" Tingcong asked, holding a sesame cake in his hand and looking at Yinming sitting by the pond.

Yinming's hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air as he stared blankly at Tingcong.

"Hehe, he's not a demon..." the black fish said, transforming into a boy and sitting on the grass.

Ting Cong stared blankly at Yin Ming, "Aren't you afraid?"

Yin Ming took a sip of his drink. "Why be afraid?"

Ting Cong sighed, "Oh..."

"What are you talking about?" The carp transformed into a boy and leaned over to ask.

Yin Ming smiled and asked, "Which is better, sesame or red bean paste?"

"Red bean paste is good..." the black carp and the carp answered at the same time.

“That’s it.” Yin Ming continued pouring the wine.

The catfish's human form was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with a wicked look on his face and a mole on his chin with a hair growing from it, making him look exactly like a wicked clerk in the yamen... He picked up a cup of wine with a lewd smile, "Young Master Yinming's eloquence is truly impressive, I admire him..."

"Not at all..." Yin Ming smiled and bowed.

"You're too kind..." the catfish bowed in return.

"Have you had enough? Disgusting!" The river shrimp didn't even bother to transform into human form, just crawled over and said sarcastically.

"Miss He, would you like some drinks?" Yin Ming asked with a smile, pointing at the river shrimp.

The river shrimp glared at him, snorted coldly, and went back into the pond.

Yinming scratched his head helplessly, only to find Tingcong looking at him with admiration.

"You're amazing... I've been cultivating for so long, and I still can't scare away demons!" Ting Cong said sincerely.

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"I wasn't scared off by him!!!" The river shrimp immediately transformed into human form, rushed out, and shouted loudly.

The demons looked at it, then at Yin Ming, and sighed, "No need to explain, the truth is obvious..."

"I'll kill you fish!" The river shrimp drew the sword from its waist.

"Help!" the demons laughed and fled.

Watching the farcical chase by the pond, Yin Ming couldn't help but laugh again.

"You laugh a lot!" River Shrimp stopped to catch his breath and said fiercely when he saw Yin Ming.

Yin Ming looked completely innocent. "Is that not allowed?"

"Who cares about you!!!" The river shrimp shook its head and continued chasing the fish.

"Are you from this town?" Ting Cong asked, noticing that all the fairies around him had gone off to the side and were acting crazy.

"Hmm." Yin Ming's smile faded, and he answered in a low voice.

"A rich young master?" Ting Cong glanced at Yin Ming's clothes. Although they were simple, the materials were of the highest quality.

"I guess so," Yin Ming sighed.

Just as Ting Cong was about to ask more questions to determine whether this person was good or bad, the fox interrupted him.

“Green… dumplings…” The fox pounced over and immediately landed on Tingcong’s shoulder.

Ting Cong reached out, grabbed the fox by the neck, lifted it up, and scolded it harshly, "I told you there aren't any more!"

The fox hugged its tail and sobbed, "I don't care anymore..."

"You'd better stop now!!!" Ting Cong said, frowning.

Just as everyone was having a great time, someone suddenly came out of the woods.

"Young master, so you're here. The master has been looking for you." The newcomer was dressed as a servant, but a murderous aura was faintly concealed.

Yinming stood up and walked over in silence.

"Young master, please don't associate with these scoundrels in the future." The newcomer looked at the group of demons and spoke coldly.

Yin Ming frowned, about to say something. He Xia swiftly stepped forward, and within a few moves, the man was on the ground. He Xia's blade was coldly pressed against the man's throat.

The river shrimp smiled coquettishly and said, "What did you say I was again?"

The man stared at the river shrimp with a livid face, speechless.

"Should I help that person?" Tingcong helplessly remembered that his job was to be a Taoist priest who exorcises demons.

The fox shook its head frantically at him.

"Is that so... never mind then..." Ting Cong sighed and looked at the sky, pretending to be stupid.

“Miss He,” Yin Ming said with a smile, “for my sake, let it go.”

The river shrimp looked back at him and asked, "Do I know you that well?" But it still put away its knife.

Yin Ming was still smiling as he reached out and helped the person on the ground up. "Let's go back."

Watching them leave, the river shrimp frowned. "What a troublesome person!"

"Isn't it great? Anyway, no one usually spars with you." The catfish said with a kind smile.

"Who said that?" The river shrimp grinned slyly. "Blackie, Carp... let's have a go..."

The blackfish and the carp exchanged a glance, and then, "No!" they cried out and immediately fled the scene.

Seeing this, Ting Cong couldn't help but smile.

"Hey...you're pinching me so hard, put me down!" the fox complained.

Ting Cong smiled and hugged it with both hands. "Look closely, you're quite cute, like a kitten."

The fox's veins bulged, "...an insult to my race..."

"Hehe..." Ting Cong laughed, "I'm saying you're cute!"

"I'm not happy at all."

"hairy?"

"It would be strange if it didn't have any hair, okay!"

"Chubby?"

"Don't tell me I'm fat!"

...

Suddenly, the crab rushed over. Then it burst into tears, "My sesame cakes! I... I didn't get a single one!"

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"Oh no..." The demons' expressions suddenly changed.

"5555555555555555555555555555555 You guys are too much! 555555555555555555555555555"

"Well, if I'm being too blunt, I once..."

"Old Catfish, that's a great topic!"

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"Thanks……"

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! 555555555555555555555555555555555555555555"

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Chapter Eight

Much later, the carp suddenly shouted, "Good heavens, where is the idiot? Has anyone seen an idiot?"

Only then did everyone realize that the Chi hadn't appeared for a long time.

The demons were abuzz with discussion, including the carp and the black fish who suspected that the white dragon had already realized the problem with its name and had left in a huff.

However, the truth is that the dragon simply went for a stroll in the large pond next door.

The pond next door is larger and deeper. The fairies there say that there seems to be something at the bottom of that pond, a powerful force that forms a barrier, and no fish can swim across it.

The dragon was unusually curious. It transformed into its dragon form and swam straight down. Then, it easily passed through the invisible wall. In that instant of passing through the wall, it smelled blood, the smell of dragon blood.

"Hello." Chi looked at the huge water-suppressing sword in front of him, and the golden dragon bound to the sword by thick chains.

The dragon opened its eyes, looked at the dragon in front of it, and then closed them again, looking impatient.

“Um, I’m the water official of the pond next door,” Chi added cautiously, “My name is Bai Chi…”