The elders swallowed, their throats a bit dry as they asked, "What's going on? Guibao, who were you just talking to? Could there be a monster in the water?"
Helian Qiao puffed out her small chest and with a proud face, said, "It's not a demon. There's a big catfish in it, and these little goldfish are its offerings to me."
Otherwise, the catfish with the most spiritual energy would have long been eaten by her.
Upon hearing that there was no monster, the old couple sighed in relief and happily put all the little goldfish into a bucket. They quickly counted, there were more than twenty!
Dabai was even more ecstatic, circling around the bucket. It had long known that these little goldfish were good things, hoping its young master would give it a few more this time.
After packing the fish, the four of them went down the mountain.
Chen Dazhu wanted to carry his little granddaughter, but Helian Qiao shook her little head, glowing with excitement. "I can walk by myself."