Chapter 529: Come, Let’s Have Fish_1
Carson Flores was astonished.
There were actually fish in this pond!
This was truly bizarre.
The middle-aged man had an unexpected look of joy on his face, and as the simple fishing rod was about to fall into the pond, with a gesture of his hand, the rod floated back into his grasp as though he had never let go of it in the first place.
The middle-aged man flicked the rod, and as the line on the rod tightened, it continuously lifted off from the water’s surface and soared into the air.
Carson had assumed that the bottom of the pool didn’t look too deep, thinking the fishing line was at most two or three meters long, but in the blink of an eye, the line flew up at least several dozen meters into the air, with more still rapidly emerging from the water.
Carson Flores and Lilly Compton stood dumbfounded. What was going on here?
Could it really be fishing in a spring’s eye?
The length of the line flying out grew longer and longer until Carson estimated that at least a hundred meters had been pulled out before a silver fish suddenly burst through the water’s surface, then flew toward the sky, drawing a long parabola before finally landing in the middle-aged man’s hand.
Carson’s eyes were fixed on the fish; he was eager to know what kind of magical fish it was that could hide in such depths?
It was a fish Carson had never seen before; silver in color, but with a vivid red stripe along its back and a pair of long whiskers by its mouth, like that of a silver carp.