Chapter 567 - Cleansing Fish (1) (1/2)

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“Wah wah wah—”

The water wheel spun leisurely, moistening the air.

The water was heated from being under direct sunlight. Bai Qingqing stuck out a leg and tested the water temperature, then held up her snakeskin skirt and jumped down. Despite being used to filter salt for half a day, the snakeskin material neither shrunk nor stretched.

Curtis followed closely behind. When Bai Qingqing stuck her head in, he raised his tail and lifted her.

A slight movement in the water caused Curtis to look in that direction. Indeed, it was Bluepool.

Hugging a bubble that contained little silver fishes, he floated to the water surface and poked the bubble with a finger.

Splash! The little silver fishes dispersed in the water, the tiny silver dots nearly blending with the water.

“Ah! Aren’t you afraid they’ll run away?” Bai Qingqing asked in shock.

Bluepool said, “They like being around people, so they won’t run away. Just stop moving, and they’ll get close to you.”

Bai Qingqing nodded with a smile. A small silver fish swam to her chest. Bai Qingqing didn’t dare to move much and merely blew a puff of air at it.

A ripple formed on the water surface, and the little silver fish twisted its body and scurried away.

Although these silver fishes were tiny, they were numerous. Roughly calculating, there were several thousands of them, dispersed in the water like a school of white tadpoles.

Curtis curled his snake tail and trapped them in a circle.

“Is it fine for sea fishes to stay in freshwater?” Bai Qingqing asked as she teased the little fishes.

Bluepool said, “These are the cleansing fishes I specially brought from the sea. They should be able to adapt to freshwater.”

“There are so many of them. How are you going to rear them?” Feeling something touching the back of her hand, Bai Qingqing’s voice suddenly came to a halt. Flipping over her palm, she saw that there was indeed a little silver fish pecking at the back of her hand.

“Wah!” Bai Qingqing softly gasped. The little silver fish was even smaller than a tadpole, and it had a sharp mouth that turned into the shape of a trumpet when it came into contact with her skin.