Strange, he clearly remembered this fish... At this time, it couldn't grow that big...

Of course he had seen the fish in Hua Shi's fish basket, and that was why he felt strange.

If he remembered correctly, this fish was a fish that grew in the mountains. It had a long body and a short head, and its meat was thick. It was a different type from the fish spirit he saw that day because it did not grow in the same season. The fish under the waterfall would also shift with the seasons, and the fish growing below would also change accordingly.

He often went out in the mountains, and because he particularly liked to eat fish, he knew all the fish in every season, although he didn't know them by heart, he still remembered some of them.

This fish clearly matures in mid-summer, around July...

Xie Mingchi suppressed the doubts in his heart, met Hua Shi's gaze, took two quick steps, and led the way for her.

Hua Shi, who was standing by, did not miss the flash of doubt in Xie Mingchi's eyes. She touched the fish basket and remembered that his last glance was on the top of the fish basket.

Hua Shi thought for a moment and quickly understood the hint of doubt on Xie Mingchi's face.

This was a fish fry she had caught from the mountains. The spring water had watered it and helped it grow. Xie Mingchi was a mountain ranger, and if he had seen this fish before, he would have definitely noticed its strangeness...

It should be said that this fish should not appear at this time.

Hua Shi calmed down his mind.

She thought that if Xie Mingchi asked, she would not hide anything but tell the truth...

——On the other side, the black cat left in the inn was lying on the windowsill, looking back at the closed door. Its blue cat eyes turned to look at the street below the windowsill, which was gradually becoming lively.

"Meow……"

A weak meow interrupted the black cat's gaze, and it turned its head to look at the left side of the windowsill, under the window sill next door.

In that narrow gap, there was a big orange cat lying there. However, the cat was covered in blood, which was hanging on its body in patches, and its cries were a little weak.

The big orange cat raised its head with difficulty and looked towards the open window frame, in the direction of the black cat...

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