Chapter 218

"After finishing this net, we two will go home."

With that, Jiang Xiong accelerated the speed of the winch.

The fishing net is hundreds of meters long. It is a meticulous thing to sort out the fish entangled in the net and put them into a special storage bin. Buyers who will pay a high price for wild fish in the Yangtze River are all trying to make a fresh taste.

In fact, wild fish, how can there be domestic fish with greasy meat and good taste?

But as soon as wild fish die, prices will fall sharply. Jiang Xiong and his grandfather can solve fish very quickly. After all, although they think today's Yangtze River is strange, there are a lot of fish on the Internet, but they are all money and their livelihood.

The speed of winch trawl is getting slower and slower. As if the rest of the fishing net were hung with heavy things, Jiang Hongli was happy. It seems that there are many valuable fish in the second half of the fishing net.

This net is worth two years of fishing profits.

Just when there were only a few meters left in the trawl, the winch began to make an unbearable creak. The ugly sound indicates that the electric winch will be bad at any time.

"Hold on, hold on." Jiang Hongli meditated.

But the day failed, and the winch finally made a long strange noise and stopped completely.

"So?" Jiang Xiong, who was trying to solve the fish, looked up in amazement. He saw a lot of black smoke coming out of the high temperature caused by friction on the winch.

It is estimated that the inner bearing is completely torn. The winch can be pulled up by several tons of tension, even a large car submerged in the water. How did you pull the fishing net? It was broken by Sheng Sheng.

It's very evil.

There is only about one and a half meters left of the fishing net submerged in the water. Even if it is full of fish, it can't weigh more than a few tons.

Jiang Xiong dropped his fishing net and hurriedly went to overhaul the winch. After checking it, he immediately shook his head. No, not only the bearing of the winch is broken, but also the motor is burned.

It's over. We can only go back and drag it ashore for overhaul.

"Grandpa, the winch is finished. You can only turn the fishing net manually." Jiang Xiong sighed.

The old man stared at the long river, and then silently accelerated the solution of the fish again: "be careful, child, I guess I'd better go quickly. If you really can't pull up the fishing net, you need to cut off the last paragraph. The rest of the fish, no more. "

"Yes." Jiang Xiong was a little afraid of what the old man said.

He turned the winch to manual mode and slowly turned the fishing net off the winch.

The rest of the submerged fishing net was really heavy. He pulled it and couldn't move it at all. Suddenly, a huge force came from the fishing net and pulled it suddenly, so that a large part of the remaining fishing net was stuck in the gap of the winch. It was stuck and couldn't be pulled out.

The sweat on Jiang Xiong's anxious forehead burst out.

Under the fishing net, there was some creature pulling the fishing net, and the creature was very big and heavy. Jiang Xiong couldn't think of any creature in the Yangtze River with such great strength. It was just a casual pull, and even the canoe kept shaking.

At the same time when the ship was hit, the originally calm water in the ditch suddenly seemed to boil. Countless fish, big fish, small fish, all kinds of fish, shrimps, walking crabs all jumped to the surface of the water.

On the surface of the vast water area, the fish and shrimp that can't see the edge are crazy. They constantly jump out of the water, fall and jump up again. This strange and spectacular scene, I don't know where it ends.

The Yangtze River water is like a pot of boiling water. The fish and shrimp in the boiling water are scared out of their senses.

Jiang Xiong's covered boat was in the boiling water, surrounded by jumping fish and shrimp. Several Ma Liuzi fish weighing several kilograms jumped into the board of the covered boat, jumped and walked a few times, and their eyes turned over and died.

Dead.

The old man suddenly stood up. He picked up the hemp willow fish and looked at it seriously. After a few eyes, his frightened voice was trembling: "boy, cut the fishing net. Let's go quickly. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

"Yes, there are many fish." Jiang Xiong has never seen so many fish in his life. Don't mention him. Even his master probably hasn't seen it.

If there are too many fish, people will be afraid.

Because the current situation is really numbing.

"Forget the fish. Escape! " The old man even used the word escape. He fished the body and caught fish all his life. I haven't seen any ups and downs on the Yangtze River.

He wanted to escape.

Chiang Hsiung was also playing drums at the bottom of his heart. He always felt that there was a hidden crisis on the surface of the water. He made a decision in his heart and had a sharp hand. He grabbed a knife, prepared to cut off the remaining fishing net, and then set sail.

When the sharp knife touched the fishing net under the water, a huge force came, and the sharp knife in his hand was bitten by something. With a puff, the sharp knife was pulled into the water. Within a few seconds, the 80 cm long back knife was thrown back into the boat.

The thick blade has been rolled into a twist.

Jiang Xiong was stunned. Damn it, there's something underwater, something terrible.

But what's more terrible is that grandpa is shaking. The old man was shaking badly and his face was very white. More fish jumped out of the water and into the deck.

Each of these fish was incomplete, as if bitten by something in the water. Some lack tails, some have their stomachs bitten, and some even have only half of the fish left.

Jiang Xiong was cold. He subconsciously squatted down and caught a dead fish. Not quite right. The bite marks on the dead fish are wrong.

"This bite mark can't be bitten out by fish and amphibians in the Yangtze River." The old man trembled and said in a difficult voice, "this is clearly human, tooth marks."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Xiong suddenly stared and couldn't believe it: "how possible!"

"The underwater monster is near our ship. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many fish jumping into our cabin. " The old man's face was uncertain. He bit his teeth and carried out his precious incense burner.

"Go, you paint the boat black." The old man put the censer away, and somehow he found a can of black paint and brush.

"Why brush the boat?" Jiang Xiong was stunned.

"Since ancient times, people who fish corpses have used wupeng boats. Do you know why?"

Jiang Xiong shook his head.

"Because it is said that the ferry in the Styx is black. Black ships are used on the Yangtze River, and the dead in the water will not attack the ships. Because they know that the black ferry is to take them home. " The old man grabbed a handful of glutinous rice, put it into the censer, and then lit it.

Under the boat, the river is more lively. Fish and shrimp jumped faster and faster. Countless big fish with bite marks kept jumping into the cabin.

Suddenly, the ship was hit hard, and Jiang Xiong almost lost his footing and fell into the water.