The tiger returns to the mountains and forests, and the lion returns to the wilderness. These are the return of the king.

Simba flicked his tail and ran wildly on the grassland, extremely excited, and had great achievements in the vast world.

But the lion's physical strength was just that. After running for more than a while, it ran back with its tongue sticking out, and then specially walked with the shadows of Yang Shubao and Mason.

After trekking on the grassland for nearly an hour, they finally saw the light of Yingying Shui.

This is the sunlight reflected from the water surface.

Mason cheered, "We found the treasure."

"Second second!" Yang Shubao gave an objective evaluation.

There are many ponds on the Uenye in the grassland. Looking down from the air, it is like inlaid with many diamonds on a green crown. The Great Saint Lucia Lake is the star of Africa in the middle of the crown, and other small ponds are broken diamonds.

There is such a pond in Yang Shubao’s reserve, and he is not keen on this thing.

In fact, the ponds on the grasslands in the rainy season are very beautiful. They accumulate rainwater, and the water quality is clear without pollution. The pond itself is a depression, and weeds grow underneath. Some weeds have strong vitality and can still grow underwater.

So when you stand on the shore and look down, you can see the green grass in the water. The wind blows the ripples on the water surface, and the grass leaves under the water are also floating.

The soil near the pond has the most abundant moisture content. Some tree seeds sprout here. They are often more lush than trees on the grassland. The reflection of the canopy sprinkles on the water and ripples with the waves. Here, the tranquility and dynamic contradictions are unified.

The blue waves and green grass can cleanse people's eyes, and the shadows of trees in the blue sky can accommodate people's souls.

What made Yang Shubao strange was that there were often fish in these wild ponds. Although they were all frying, it was said that wild ponds would dry up during the dry season. How could the fry survive and wait until the rainy season arrived?

If there were lung fish inside, he found fish fry like a small green fish in his hometown in this wild pond!

When he saw these fish, he remembered something and said, "When I go back, I will get some fry and bring them to my pond to raise. There is also such a pond on my territory."

"You look for Barnes, and that guy also sells fish fry to take out, and there are fish fry in his fish pond." Mason found the tree shade and put down the fishing chair and pulled out the fishing rod.

Yang Shubao asked in surprise: "You are not planning to fish here, are you? God, you can see clearly that the fish below is not as big as your hook."

"There are big fish below." Mason smiled proudly.

Yang Shubao laughed. Can there be big fish in this wild pond of one or two hundred square meters? The simplest truth: What does fish rely on eating to grow up?

But it is always good to have shade in the trees. He put down his backpack and spread the chair, and Simba jumped up all of a sudden.

Uncle Yang pointed to the ground and said, "Get out there!"

Simba suddenly pointed at him and jumped to the place: "Crash!"

The waves surging, and the little lion jumped into the wild pond.

Yang Shubao is now on the edge of the pond, and his fingers backwards are exactly the pond.

The water in the pond was warm but not dry. When the little lion found that the water was very comfortable, he became excited and fluttered in the small pond.

Felines are not very interested in water. Simba usually doesn't play with water. However, after entering the water today, she found that it was very interesting to play with water. She became interested. She swam around and swam around and used her big claws to swell the water, which was extremely joyful.

Mason was very angry: "Go and don't come to me, oh, I'll drip a Mother, come quickly, I'll catch a big fish - oh, I'll drip a Mother, the fish hook is hooked on the lion!"

The little lion's joy leads to sadness.

It is not yet adult, and it is not thick and rough in skin. When the fish hook penetrates under its skin, it will thrust in the water.

Uncle Yang waved to it and shouted, "Come here quickly, come to me."

Simba ran up with a grin, and it habitually shook his body hard. The two of them closed their eyes on the shore: they took a shower with them.

The fish hook is wearing a barb, and the lion's skin is very strong. After it hooks up, it is thunder that makes the earth's fire rush, and it is not that easy to pick it off.

Uncle Yang finally took out the fish hook tentatively, and Simba slapped it angrily:

Tick ​​it up again!

"You, I really want to beat you to death!" Uncle Yang jumped up in anger.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Simba ran away. The flesh on its claws was thick, and the fish hook did not touch the flesh or nerves, and it did not hurt. It just dragged the fishing line.

Mason followed it with the fishing rod: "Come back, stop running, my hook, my fishing rod!"

Seeing that he was chasing him, Simba thought he was going to play with him, so he turned around and pounced on the mountain of gold and jade pillars. Mason fell to the ground, and the little lion lay on him and outputted various firepower. The scene was once very awkward.

Yang Shubao rescued him, and Mason yelled: "You look at this lion, I still want to fish!"

"Let's go to the beach when fishing. What can you catch in this wild pond?" said Yang Shubao.

"You watch."

Yang Shubao grabbed Simba and pointed it at the grassland. Simba ran away happily.

The fish hook was attached to the bottom of the pond and slowly moved. After a while, the fishing line suddenly tensed up. Some fish really took the hook!

Mason quickly clamped the wheel, and as the rotor rolled the fishing line returned, a lung fish that was about twenty centimeters shorter than they were caught.

"What a big lung fish in the small pond?" Uncle Yang was surprised.

Mason asked in surprise: "What lung fish? This is a loach! Big loaches are raised in small ponds. Haven't you heard this before?"

Now it was Yang Shubao's turn to be surprised: "There are loaches in Africa? I thought it was a lung fish."

Mason said: "Lung fish is much less common than loaches. Sometimes there are lung fish in the pond, but more are loaches. These loaches are delicious. I want to catch them today. Come here, there must be loaches here, and you can catch them too."

Yang Shubao shook his head: "I don't feel safe when fishing without a helmet."

Mason was puzzled: "You're a fool, are you?"

Yang Shubao laughed himself. He was talking about an internet meme, which foreigners don’t understand.

Mason also smiled: "You're just a fool."

He was fishing for loaches, and Yang Shubao spread his clothes on the grass and simply lay down.

There were many insects and ants on the grassland, so he crushed a Trum fruit, and suddenly all the insects and ants ran away.

Mason sniffed and said angrily: "Don't shit behind me!"

Uncle Yang ignored him. He put his hands behind his head and looked at the sky through the gap between the branches and leaves. It was so blue.

The sea breeze blew across the grassland without any obstacles, the branches kept swaying, and the green leaves rubbed and made a gentle and delicate sound, like a lullaby.

Simba ran back after having enough wild animals outside. He was holding a grass rabbit in his mouth. Uncle Yang was happy when he saw this: "Who is so stupid that you actually bumped into it?"

The rabbit is not in the lion's recipe. It is actually difficult for the little lion to catch the rabbit. Today it should be a blind cat who meets a dead mouse.

The grass rabbit has been killed. Uncle Yang picked it up and said, "I have eaten rabbit meat at noon today."

Mason shook his head: "There are many bacteria and viruses on the rabbits, and there must be parasites. I won't eat them if I don't freeze them."
Chapter completed!