Lin Xuan Qi got to the deeper end of the river, and he noticed that there were some movements in the muddy area.
He looked closer and saw a few holes in the mud.
Splash.
Something came out from one of the holes, and he saw it slither from the mud into the water.
It was a swamp eel, about a meter long.
Lin Xuan Qi got excited and put down the pail he had in his hands.
He bent down, rolled up his pants to his knees, and picked up the hand shovel with him.
Then he waded his feet into the cold and slippery mud.
Slowly and steadily, Lin Xuan Qi encroached to where the holes in the mud were.
Reaching out his right hand, he hovered over the hole.
There were no movements from within the hole, and he decided to use the hand shovel to dig into it.
Splash.
The swamp eel darted out and bit onto the end of the shovel.
He pulled back his hand holding the shovel, and the swamp eel, which didn't let go of its bite, was pulled out from its hideout.
