——The body was covered with bright red scales, and there was a daze in a pair of clear red eyes. The thin, almost transparent fins flapped gently beside the belly of the fish.
A koi carp the size of a palm.
Jing Li quickly realized his situation; he was lying on a chopping block.
The chopping board had been used for who knows how many years, and the lingering fishy smell made him nauseous. Not far in front of him lay a bloody fish head.
Ahhhhhh——!
Jing Li screamed in shock, but no sound came out. The next moment, the machete was pulled out forcefully, and the hand raised and the knife fell -
Jing Li slapped the chopping board with his tail, his body rising up, narrowly avoiding the incoming knife. The machete sunk deep into the chopping board, only inches from Jing Li's head.
He fell back onto the chopping board, the fish's body heaving violently, and he was still frightened.
That was a close call.
"Hey, this fish is still alive?" The fishmonger pulled out his machete and muttered.
When the fish was delivered to him, it was motionless and he thought it was dead.
The price of live fish is high, but the economy has been bad in recent years, and the nearby villages are getting poorer and poorer, so dead fish are easier to sell than live fish.
The fishmonger didn't think twice, held the fish body with one hand, and raised the machete again.
The fish shop was at the entrance of the market, with a stall set up outside. The inner room, separated by a piece of coarse cloth, was where the fish were killed and marinated.
It was still early, the villagers had not yet arrived, and the market was quiet.
Only in the back of the fish shop was there a constant crackling sound of something going on. The lady boss who was watching over the stall was annoyed: "Yu Lao Er, are you butchering a pig?"
She lifted the coarse cloth curtain and saw something flying towards her.
"Ouch!"
The proprietress dodged to the side and the thing hit the fish stall directly.
Jing Li was dizzy from the fall, and before he could catch his breath, he saw the fishmonger chasing him with a machete in hand: "Don't run!"
Only a fool wouldn't run!
Jing Li first plopped into the basin of water beside the fish stall, took a deep breath in the water, and then rose up again. Water splashed everywhere, and Jing Li dodged left and right, narrowly avoiding the opponent's blade every time.
The fish stall was suddenly in chaos, with pots and pans scattered all over the floor.
The fishmonger chased the fish breathlessly, but didn't even touch a fish scale.
"This fish... this fish has become a spirit?" The proprietress murmured in amazement.
He is not a spirit, he is a human being!
Jing Li tried his best to hide himself beside the wooden rack supporting the fish stall, and his tail slapped the edge of the table in annoyance.
He has been in this state ever since he woke up three days ago.
Jing Li has been unlucky ever since he can remember.
Taxis break down, subway accidents happen, and even airplanes can be forced to make emergency landings. Not to mention minor incidents like falling on flat ground, losing money when going out, and choking on water.
But he still didn't expect that just taking an ordinary nap at home would lead him to travel to this shabby place and turn into a fish.
And it wasn't just an ordinary fish, he was transformed into a koi.
These were said by the two people he met when he first arrived.
At that time, he was placed in a clay pot filled with water and was being carried on a bullock cart.
Jing Li heard from their conversation that he was a koi that could bring good luck to people. A big shot in the city took a fancy to him and wanted to buy him for one thousand taels.
This method is only used to deceive those who have too much money and have no place to spend it.
This has been the case throughout history.
If he really was a lucky fish, how could he have fallen to the point of being resold?
Taking him with me would be bad luck.
As expected, the ox cart overturned halfway, and Jing Li fell into a small ditch nearby and regained his freedom.
However, this freedom did not last long. He just slept normally again and when he woke up, he found that he was captured here.
He must have owed God a lot of money in his previous life.
Jing Li was distracted for a moment and didn't notice the machete coming towards him again.
He couldn't dodge in time, and the sharp machete cut off several scales on his flank!
pain--!
Jing Li was so frightened by the pain that he nearly cried. But tears couldn't flow from the fish, so he just reflexively jumped up from the fish stall, flew out of the stall, and slammed into someone's chest.
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