Over the newly reclaimed rice fields, flocks of birds are flying. From bottom to top, from small to large, dense, like flying flies and mosquitoes.

Song Wen looked at the flock of birds and was stunned.

"How could this happen?" Song Wen asked Song Hu next to him.

"Who knows. The rice has ripe recently, and a few old people in the village are watching here. Who knows that this morning I found a large group of birds flying from somewhere and gathering more and more, and I don't know what's going on?" Song Hu was also puzzled.

When Song Wen heard this, his brows frowned.

Suddenly a mountain wind blew, and a scent of rice that penetrated into the heart drifted into the nose. Taking a deep breath, my whole body was comfortable and my mind became much clearer.

He was surprised and looked carefully at the rice fields and found that the green rice in the newly reclaimed paddy fields had matured, and the rice ears were full, and all the rice rods were bent. Suddenly, he found that the green rice seemed a little different, so he hurried over. When he went to the field, he found that the green rice, which was originally about one meter high, had become more than one meter high, and the rice rods were thick and the grains were huge.

In the past, the grains of green rice were very short, but now they are about three centimeters and between one centimeter wide.

After entering the new era, the Ruyi Fan space absorbed the mutated spiritual energy outside, and the animals and plants inside changed a lot, especially the green rice. The plants became tall and strong, and the grains became wide, long and full. After eating, it not only brought a refreshing fragrance, but also increased strength. However, he did not expect that the green rice outside would also mutate.

Song Wen picked a grain of rice, peeled it off and put it in his mouth to chew it. He felt that there was no space, but it was not much worse.

The more and more birds gathered in the air, as if a storm was brewing. Gradually, some birds were impatient and dived down. The old men guarding the rice fields below quickly spoke out and drove away. Some even brought firecrackers from the village to light them, hoping to use the sound of cannons to drive away the birds, but the effect was not ideal.

This is not a solution.

Song Wen looked at the flock of birds in the sky and thought worriedly.

After thinking about it, he took Song Hu home to get the hunting rifle, intending to use the hunting rifle to drive away the birds and shoot a few to improve the food.

After the meteorite fell from the sky, it was followed by heavy rain for two months. The road was blocked due to landslides, and the road in Songjiabao could not be connected to the outside. Materials could not be entered. The villagers ate except for food, vegetables grown by their own villages, pigs raised by the village, or chickens and ducks raised by their own homes. But not every family has these things, and the more miserable ones can only eat, pickled vegetables and vegetable hearts bought in the village shop. Only Song Wen prepared well and ate better at home.

After a while, Song Wen and Song Hu brought a hunting rifle from their homes, and Lin Feng, who came to join in the fun, Ren Chongyuan and a few young men holding hunting rifles.

In the past, Songjiabao was a deep mountainous area. Many people used hunting guns. Later, the country prohibited the use and confiscation, but many people still hid it privately.

"Brother Wen, it doesn't matter if we use guns like this!" A young man holding a hunting rifle in the village asked worriedly.

Few boys don’t like to play with guns, but now the government is very strict in gun control. If you know, you may be confiscated. If you are not lucky, you may even be sentenced.

"The road is not clear now. As long as you don't have to yell, who knows you're using a gun." Song Wen said angrily.

The young man thought to himself, so he was not worried anymore. The young men who were originally worried were relieved.

"Look for a big bird to fight."

When he arrived at the ground, Song Wen ordered and found a place, picked up the longbow made of spring steel and the arrows cast from the steel to shoot at the birds. After entering the innate world, his arm strength increased greatly. So he planned to try it with a bow and arrow. Put the arrow on the longbow. The longbow that was previously pulled up was pulled into a full moon by him in an instant. Then the arrow flew away like an ionizing bow and drilled into the birds.

Among the dense flock of birds, it is just a common thing to shoot two birds with one stone. Arrows shuttled through the birds, passing through several birds of all sizes and sizes in a row. Finally, they were inserted on the top of the eagle with a wingspan of about three meters.

The eagles and several birds were shot and fell down one after another, overwhelming a large piece of green rice.

The people next to him were stunned, and Song Wen raised his eyebrows and felt very unsatisfied.

In just a moment, the young men who brought guns in the village reacted and picked up guns to shoot at the birds in the sky. The dense flocks of birds could hit one or two of them. One of the young men was even more stunning. He used continuous beads and shot more than 100 large and small steel beads, and the birds in the sky fell like rain, which made the young men in the same village jealous.

The sound of gunfire was roaring, and the birds were not afraid at first, but as more and more birds were shot, the birds hovering on the paddy fields were frightened and dispersed, revealing a clear sky in an instant.

The birds were gone, and the young man in the village ran to the field to pick up the birds he had killed.

I didn't know when I was fighting, but I put away the bird I hit, and everyone was stunned. It was a bunch of bird mountains!

There were so many birds that could not be finished, so Song Wen suggested that the bird-killers each take a few, and the others were divided into each family from the village. During this period, the food of each family was not good, and these birds just allowed everyone to improve some food. Everyone agreed after hearing this.

"Wow, what a big eagle!"

When they returned home, the baby and the little girls looked at the eagle brought back by Song Wen and exclaimed. Lin Feng and others next to him felt so sad. Although they also hunted some birds, they were not as big as Song Wen.

At noon, Song Wen made a few dishes with the birds he had returned, and the little girls almost swallowed their tongues. After eating, he took a break and drove a helicopter to the next village to lift a harvester back. There was only one harvester in the village.

In the morning, the birds were obviously attracted by the ripe green rice fragrance. He was worried that the birds would fly back, so he wanted to find more harvesters to collect the green rice.

After two harvesters urgently cut it, they finally harvested all the rice at around 11 and 2 o'clock in the evening.

Song Wen was right, the birds came again the next day, but the rice had been harvested, so he was not afraid, so he asked the villagers to come and catch the birds.

The birds that were distributed yesterday made the villagers' appetites wide. When they heard about catching birds, they immediately rushed in.

Some young men with guns wanted to use guns to shoot them, but were persuaded by the elderly in the village, afraid that the gun would scare away the birds that flew into the rice fields to pick up rice.

If you can't shoot with a gun, young people can only pull the net, but the old hunters in the village who used to hang out in the mountains and forests had all the tricks, such as thorning the ground, forming grass rings, and tying bird cages. In just a moment, they caught a bunch of greedy thieves, and they were all alive.

The baby is well-known in the village. He asked an old man who was catching birds and had a good time to tie a bird with a beautiful tail to his hands and play, which made the girls next to him very envious.

Song Wen did not go to catch birds today, but took his family to watch the fun. Even if he went there, he could only pull the net like the young guys in the village, waiting for the foolish birds to hit the Internet by themselves.

The sunset is setting, the sun shines all over the sky, and the villagers are returning home.

The birds in the mountains are attracted by the fragrance of rice, and they are extremely numerous. As long as they go down to catch birds, they will get more or less. The biggest harvest is the elderly in the village. The birds they catch can pile into small hills, but they are all distributed to the villagers in the end.

They had eaten these things when they were young, and they no longer cared about this little bit of desire. They only wanted to have the pleasure and freedom of hunting.

PS: In order to code to five hundred chapters, I have died a lot of brain cells.
Chapter completed!