"Well... Judging from the footprints, they are animals, not big or small in size, similar to hunting dogs..."

Fang Yuan squatted on the ground, observing the clear claw marks left in the land, and carefully analyzed: "If you don't get deeply buried in the soil, you shouldn't be a large beast, a wild wolf, a fox, a weasel or a badger?"

"What a smart beast, I actually ruined all my arrangements..."

Growing up in the deep mountains since childhood, Fang Yuan’s skills in catching animals are unspeakable. He often can cook some pheasants, hares and other foods.

The traps arranged even made the wild wolf and boar even stumble.

But at this time, they were all destroyed and were so arrogant that they were simply provocative.

"My master once said that deep mountains and rivers are actually dragons and snakes. Even ordinary beasts will gradually open up their wisdom as long as they live long enough or by chance. Could it be that this is what they came here this time?"

This time the "thief" method really gave Fang Yuan a feeling of "wisdom", as if he was not facing a wild beast, but a living person, which made his face heavy.

"Well... the loss is not big..."

He looked around, suddenly jumped up, and ran to the tea garden in a hurry: "No...my spiritual plant!!!"

Since thieves are not ordinary beasts, ordinary things may not attract them. The only possibility is probably to ask about the tea trees and the red rice seeds!

After thinking about this clearly, Fang Yuan suddenly felt like he was burning his butt and could no longer sit still.

A moment later, a roar filled with anger echoed in the valley: "Damn... don't let me catch you..."

Fang Yuan seemed very frustrated when he stood before the Inquiring Tea Tree.

In front of him, the originally green and dripping tea tree had disappeared at this time, and traces of eating appeared at the broken mouth.

The whole tea tree seemed very sluggish. Fortunately, its root system was not damaged, otherwise the only mutated spiritual plant would have completely left Fangyuan.

"What's this?"

After careful observation, Fang Yuan found more things around the tea tree.

He touched the wound of the tea branch with his right hand, and a layer of fine and transparent crystal particles fell on his fingers. Not only around the fracture, but also at the bottom of the tea tree, there was a layer.

"This is definitely not something I put on. Could it be that the thief brought it?"

Fang Yuan placed this translucent particle under the tip of his nose, and a fragrance suddenly came, mixed with a fishy smell.

"fertilizer?!"

He looked at the listless Wenxin Tea Tree and made a guess, while at the same time he was a little amused and crying.

This spiritual plant thief actually treated Wenxin tea tree as its own thing. After eating and drinking, he knew how to take care of it. It seemed that he regarded it as a long-term meal ticket.

"But it must not be here either, otherwise I would have been running over with a hurry when I saw me appear..."

Fang Yuan shook his head and quickly walked to the edge of Hongyu rice fields.

I saw that the red jade rice seedlings in the fields were intact and even grew a little taller, but the surrounding vegetation withered and yellowed, obviously dead.

"I don't even look down on the seedlings of Hongyu Rice. Is this guy's vision quite high..."

Seeing that the entire botanical garden was intact, the other party seemed to be focused on hurting the tea tree, Fang Yuan was speechless: "Immediately, I will be here every day from now on, and see which beast it is!"

At this point, after his anger disappeared, he felt quite interesting again, and could not wait to meet the guy who stole his tea tree.

...

After counting the losses, you still have to continue doing what you should do.

Fang Yuan first cooked the realgar powder, mixed it with other ingredients in the valley in a certain proportion, and then placed it in the cellar for three days, and then harvested a large number of "returning the fire liquid".

This formula was also taught by Wenxin Jushi, and it has a good weight-enhancing effect on many fire plants.

Even though the red jade rice is a spiritual plant, Fang Yuan has grown up and thrived with watering three times a day, and has kept up with the nutrition, so there is no need to plunder the surrounding ground force, which makes Fang Yuan feel relieved.

But the mysterious thief never appeared again. Instead, Fang Yuan, who stayed up late every day, felt a little unable to hold on.

late at night.

The moonlight is like water.

Fang Yuan set up the trap as usual and hid aside and observed silently.

In the tea forest, everything is quiet, but the sound of insects comes from afar and echoes in the valley.

"Did you dare not come when you see someone?"

After guarding for a while, Fang Yuan was sleepy and a little disappointed: "If you keep it for another night, if you still have no harvest, then transplant the Wenxin tea tree... but those crystals, it's a pity..."

Through observations in the past few days, Fang Yuan has increasingly concluded his inferences, and those crystals are indeed of great benefit to spiritual plants.

Not only did he feel better and better in the tea tree, but his branches had healed, he even collected a little and sprinkled a few red jade rice seedlings, where the rice seedlings there were generally much better than their own.

This mysterious fertilizer that is useful for spiritual plants immediately aroused Fang Yuan's interest, and even thought that if he could find the fertilizer this time, it might be considered a loss of merit. It would be fine if he taught the beast a lesson.

"yawn……"

In the second half of the night, Fang Yuan's upper eyelids were extremely heavy, as if they were thousands of junctions, and they were about to fall down at any time.

"Forget it...it doesn't seem to be coming tonight. I'll get up tomorrow to loosen the soil for Hongyu rice fields...Huh?"

Just as Fang Yuan was about to get up, a white shadow under the moonlight was captured in the corner of his eyes.

"Here you come!"

Fang Yuan suddenly became energetic, his whole body became tense, his blood surged, and his sleepiness was wiped out.

The white shadow ran very fast and immediately came outside the plantation. He saw Fang Yuan's rearranged beast trap. Disdain appeared in his clever eyes. He walked around lightly, and occasionally he simply clamped the branches with his claws and directly tweeted them, causing the trap to be activated, but he found nothing.

"Damn! What a big, what a smart marten!"

Fang Yuan couldn't help but exclaim.

That's right.

What appeared in his eyes was a huge white marten, with big eyes, long beard, amazingly flexible claws, and his ears moved from time to time, as if listening to the movements around him. His white fur flashed under the moonlight.

The ordinary mink is probably the size of a cat, but the one who appears here at this time is one meter long, just like a small leopard.

"Good! Such a big white marten..."

Watching Bai Diao swaying into the tea garden, Fang Yuan looked at his equipment and made a little drumming: "Or... let it succeed again, I'll call Qiren to come again another day!"

After all, he is not a professional hunter. Although he has prepared a lot of things, he still feels unsure of this overly weird marten.

"Hehe!"

However, as soon as Bai Diao entered the tea forest, her black and shiny eyes stared at Fang Yuan’s hiding place and suddenly discovered him!

"Bold! You beast!"

Fang Yuan had no choice but to jump out: "It would be fine if I harmed my tea tree once, but I came here for the second time. Do you think I am a dead person?"

As he jumped out, he blew the fire note in his hand and lit the torch.

As the flames shone through, the white marten's expression showed a hint of anthropomorphic joke, and he didn't run away at all and looked at Fang Yuan.

‘Damn it, shouldn’t most wild beasts be afraid of fire or strangers? Why is this so unreasonable!’

Fang Yuan complained secretly in his heart.

But when he saw the white marten completely ignore him and was careless about gnawing the tea tree, he could no longer help: "Bold!"

He waved the torch with one hand and the hatchet with the other, and strode forward: "Don't touch my stuff!"

"Shit!"

The next moment, he saw the white marten suddenly turn around, hissing sounds, and knowing that it is not good, the hatchet subconsciously blocks forward.

Whoosh!

The white shadow flashed, Fang Yuan felt a powerful force coming from his hand, and he immediately took several steps back. When he loosened his hand, the hatchet and torch fell to the ground: "This beast is so fast and has a lot of strength!"

"Hehe!"

Seeing Fang Yuan so vulnerable, the white marten's eyes turned, and his claws held his stomach, and he laughed so hard that he was extremely anthropomorphic.

It was also a spiritual object. It waved its claws at Fang Yuan, then pointed to the tea tree inquiring, as if saying: "This spiritual plant will be my master's from now on!"

"Damn... Uncle can tolerate it, but aunt can't!"

Fang Yuan couldn't stand it even after being ridiculed by the beast, so he turned over and got up: "Look at the hidden weapon!"

With a wave of his hand, a few small paper bags flew out.

Puffy!

A few cannons of smoke exploded from mid-air, with a violent stimulation.

Immediately, Fang Yuan's face was firm and hesitated and turned around and ran away!

That's right, since the battle has failed, we should take the opportunity to move forward and find trouble for this white marten in the future. Anyway, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!

"Shit..."

But in the smoke, a scream from the white mink suddenly came, causing Fang Yuan to stop.

He turned his head and saw the white marten bypassing the smoke, as if he was extremely afraid.

“Huh?”

Fang Yuan's face immediately showed joy.

In fact, these packs of smoke bombs were just preparations for his escape, and they were all covered with ordinary things.

"The most portion of Pifizer Sphere, if it works, can this beast come in? It doesn't seem to be because of pepper... that's... realgar! Haha... wait for me!"

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up and ran back to Qiangu. Not long after, he came over with a large amount of pink bags: "So you are afraid of realgar? Hahahaha... Look at me, I'll smash it!"

Puffy!

As his right hand raised, a large amount of realgar powder formed smoke, covering this area.

Although the white marten was trying to pounce, hissing sounds, it seemed that he was really afraid of realgar and did not dare to come in.
Chapter completed!