Do you believe that a turtle as big as a palm can lie on the head of a snake as big as a basketball?
I believe it!
Because I did it, I lay on Sister Snake’s head.
In the entire lake, I am the most awesome turtle!
I have the final say on this one!
I was lying on Sister Snake's head, eating the freshest shrimp. Two days had passed since Sister Snake said she would protect me.
I have completely accepted the fact that I have turned into a turtle. In the past two days, apart from Sister Snake showing me the basic layout of the lake, I have done three things in total.
The first thing I did was to figure out where I was. The fact that I had to accept was that I just turned into a turtle, I didn't travel through time by riding on a horse!
I'm still where I used to live. Last night I lay on Sister Snake's head, and she stood upright, allowing me to see clearly what was going on around her.
The second thing is this turtle body.
I have to say, it's amazing. My head is really long. You can imagine such a picture.
A turtle can actually stick its head out and stand upright, and can even hook it up and see its own butt when riding a horse? Can you believe it?
You can even turn around at 360°C without any dead ends, and your neck won’t get knotted!
Do you know how amazing that feeling is? Except for the turtle shell, my entire head feels like it has no bones, no connections, and is soft.
But the problem is that I am still conscious while riding a horse!
Then I also discovered that my body can be retracted into the turtle shell one by one, and I can rotate inside the turtle shell!
It was also this incident that made me know the secret of my turtle shell, two fishes, one white and one black.
They are the kind of fish that swim inside the turtle shell. They look very cute. Their range of activities is the inner layer of my turtle shell, like a mirror image.
I don’t know if I explained it clearly, and the fish didn’t give me an instruction manual, and I didn’t know what it was for. I tried to take care of them several times, but neither fish paid attention to me.
As for the runes on the turtle shell, after communicating with Sister Snake, I knew that this was my golden finger.
Because she can't see those runes! Can't you understand? That means only I can see them!
As for the use of gold fingers, I have tried various methods, but to no avail.
The third thing is about hardness, no, it’s about defense.
My palm-sized turtle shell has amazing defense! I asked Sister Snake to try it. She couldn’t speak except that night, but I could feel her meaning, and she could also accept my consciousness. This
It's amazing.
She told me that I was so responsive that I couldn’t bite and my mouth felt sore.
After completing these three things and becoming familiar with my body, I slowly began to enjoy my turtle life.
Since I can't resist, I will start to enjoy it and do whatever I want!
There are no mobile phones, no computers, no stupid WeChat groups, no serial calls that kill people at night, and no girlfriends telling me so-called romantic bullshit love stories.
Lie on Sister Snake's head, look around for the big black fish, and swallow it if you find it.
Sister Snake is the king of this area. Everyone listens to her and they can communicate with each other. This need is very difficult to understand. I only have a faint awareness in my mind.
The big black fish came from the undercurrent. As for the undercurrent...it gave me a very bad feeling. It was like when I was playing a game and went to an area with everyone's boos at a low level. This is not like playing a game.
A red prompt box pops up.
These are the three words that my soul told me
Don't seek death!
So except for that place, where the undercurrent is surging beneath the surface, I can go anywhere. The prerequisite is that I have to lie on Sister Snake’s head.
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My life has calmed down, maybe because I turned into a turtle, maybe because of the inner relief. I am becoming more and more patient and calmer.
Eating the freshest seafood every day, lying on Sister Snake's head, leading the world around Sister Snake's territory.
At noon, I let Sister Snake hide in the water, and I exposed my whole body, watching many fishing enthusiasts come around and start fishing. While baking in the sun, I watched.
There was no emotion in my heart, and I even wanted to laugh a little.
Because I started to train all the creatures here, how to avoid the fishhook correctly and still get the bait into my mouth!
Don't underestimate these fish, their memory is not seven seconds. I train my loach guard team, goldfish dance team, and crab catwalk team every day.
Watching their performance, the carp will have a big explosion on the water from time to time.
With my mighty army, I swim freely in the lake.
"All brothers, listen to my command and jump!"
In fact, I can't speak, I just think like this in my heart, and then Sister Snake will twist her huge body, and a small whirlpool will be in the depths of the lake. All the carp that I have trained will follow this force.
inertia.
Jumping out of the water one after another.
"Fuck."
"Fuck."
"Fuck."
I continued to lie on Sister Snake's head, looking at this group of people who only knew how to fuck. I even forgot to take out my phone to record this scene. I was very happy.
"Brothers, continue!"
I roared again in my heart. The pool rippled.
Brush brush brush.
I saw a middle-aged man with a big belly and his eyes popped out.
Because he had been fishing for two consecutive days without catching a single fish, and then his eyes showed confusion.
I took out the ingredient list of the bait and started to read it carefully. Then I turned my head and looked at the earthworms I dug out. Then I looked at my empty fish guard.
I was puzzled and seemed to be mumbling to myself, where did I lose?
I often do this kind of thing. My loach guard team and crab army are getting stronger and stronger, and their cooperation is becoming more and more tacit.
I commanded the crab army, cut off the fishing line, dropped the hook into the water, and the carp successfully took the bait into their mouths.
Sometimes I would also ask my loach escorts to slowly sink the fishhook and hang it on a large piece of moldy rotten wood that was soaked in water and direct everyone.
The eyes of the fishing enthusiasts who were gradually losing their patience on the shore burst out with joy, and they even couldn't help but speak.
"Big stuff, big stuff, big stuff."
Then I stood up, with the joy of victory on my face, and I continued to ask Sister Snake to let the undercurrent of the lake begin to surge, making the angler think that a big fish was coming this time.
Many fishermen around him would look at him with envy on their faces, and the man would be more cautious due to his vanity.
I closed the pole bit by bit, and my expression started to get excited, because I had already asked the crab guard pair under the lake to clamp the dead wood with pliers, as if it was a big fish making its last struggle.
Then... brush...
Watching the man's expression change from surprise to disappointment, he slowly became impatient, and slowly lost interest in fishing.
Then, when he lost hope in fishing, a big fish fished out of the undercurrent gave him a ray of hope.
Alas, the life of the Turtle King is so simple and boring.