An illusory rice kid flew around the rice fields, making strange laughs.

Zhou Fan looked at this scene and asked in confusion: "Why do they like rice fields so much? Or what can they get in rice fields?"

Zheng Zhenmu shook his head and said, "I don't know, the weird ones can't be speculated by common sense. Some people say they like the gold-like colors of rice fields."

"Will they come after cutting the grain?" Zhou Fan asked. If he likes the color of the rice fields, these rice children should not come after cutting the grain.

"It won't come." Zheng Zhenmu said affirmatively.

Not here... It really sounds like I like the color of rice fields. Zhou Fan thought for a while and didn't continue thinking about it.

Sun Yang is violent.

The patrol trail was hot and the heat waves rushed upwards.

Zhou Fan and the others were sweating profusely. After a while, they couldn't stand it and could only stand under the canopy of the tree by the side of the road to enjoy the cool air.

The grass under my feet also rolled up with the scorching sun.

Zhou Fan took a sip of water and poured the anger in his throat. He fed some water to the man who was so hot that he stuck out his tongue.

But when Zhou Fan closed the lid of the kettle, his brows frowned.

The rice children in the rice fields who were not afraid of the sunlight suddenly formed a white cloud of light, quickly crossed the scarecrow by the field, and quickly moved away from the rice fields.

"Look at the other side of the rice fields." Zhou Fan said to remind Zheng Zhenmu who was simmering water.

Zheng Zhenmu immediately put down the kettle. When he saw the scene of the rice kids away from the rice fields, his face changed slightly: "Why did you leave at this time? They have always been playing until the sun is near dusk."

While Zheng Zhenmu was talking, his face waved at Zhou Fan solemnly.

The two retreated to the edge of the village, their eyes kept looking alertly at the rice fields.

There will be evil things when things are abnormal. Zhou Fan certainly will not have any objection to Zheng Zhenmu's cautious approach.

Zhou Fan looked at the old dog beside him again. The squatting man was already standing upright with his limbs, his body slightly lying, looking at the rice fields.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan felt nervous again. He looked up at the extremely calm rice fields again. Something really existed in the rice fields.

Zheng Zhenmu didn't say anything, he just held the spear in his hand tightly. He had richer experience and felt something was wrong.

The man trembled all over, the dog's mouth turned slightly, revealing his only tiger's teeth, making a low bark.

"Brother..." Zhou Fan called the old dog.

However, the rustling sound from the rice fields attracted his attention.

Something was moving rapidly in the rice fields. Wherever the thing went, the seedlings were slightly pressed down or separated, and they kept wandering and making a rustling sound.

Its speed was very fast, causing the rice fields to rustle, but it did not run out of the rice fields, but ran around the rice fields.

"What exactly is this?" Zhou Fan's gaze moved with the thing in the rice field, and his voice was not panicked at all.

Zheng Zhenmu said in a deep voice: "I can't see it yet, but remember what I told you that you don't move when you encounter a cunning situation, don't move around."

Zhou Fan nodded, and he looked at the brother again, shouted softly, not letting the brother bark out loud, so as not to attract the attention of the rice field.

Suddenly.

The thing stopped running near the field near the road.

This made Zhou Fan and his two faces calm.

Zhou Fan had already pulled out the straight knife, and the talisman in his left hand was ready to be attached to the straight knife at any time. Zheng Zhenmu's actions were almost the same.

The sun breeze blew slightly, causing the scarecrows by the field to sway slightly, and an arc of golden ripples formed on the rice fields, rippling towards Zhou Fan and the others.

The wind blew over the face, with a sense of heat.

The wind was like a signal. The thing in the rice fields rushed from the rice fields to the path and rushed towards Zhou Fan and the others.

Zhou Fan's pupils contracted, and what was rushed towards them was a black-brown beast, a pair of yellow and gray pupils, which looked like a cat with an enlarged body.

"It's Mo Bao." Zheng Zhenmu shouted loudly, and the spear in his hand had already stabbed it first.

The ink leopard is a leopard, not a monster.

When this idea came to Zhou Fan's mind, he stepped forward and walked quickly.

The man had already left his original position and rushed towards Mo Bao with barking.

Zheng Zhenmu's spear arrived first, but the running Mo Bao kicked the forelimb, and forced her to lie on the side, avoiding the sharp spear tip.

Zhou Fan's sword slashed at Mo Bao's head. If he hit it with one, the Mo Bao would have his body split.

Mo Bao didn't bother to attack Zheng Zhenmu, and it reacted very quickly, and the leopard's head lowered.

In the end, Zhou Fan's knife slashed across the street, only cutting one of its leopard ears, which flew in the air with a little drop of blood.

The man bit Mo Bao's hind limbs.

Mo Bao let out a painful roar. It first kicked the brother on the hind limbs, then glanced at Zhou Fan and the others, turned around and ran away. It limped, but it ran slowly, and soon rushed into the rice fields, dripping blood sprinkled on the ground, forming a blood line.

"Don't let it escape." Zheng Zhenmu laughed and chased after him with a spear. He was very excited. Leopard skin was worth a lot of money.

"Don't chase." Zhou Fan felt something was wrong and wanted to call Zheng Zhenmu.

But Zheng Zhenmu had already rushed into the rice fields.

Zhou Fan glanced at the guy who fell to the ground, and the guy had quickly gotten up.

When Zhou Fan saw that the old dog was fine, he looked at Zheng Zhenmu who was chasing the mo leopard in the rice field. Zheng Zhenmu didn't turn around and shouted loudly: "Zhou Fan, come quickly."

Zhou Fan ignored him, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart, but lowered his head and thought quickly.

Then he quickly thought about why the leopard rushed into the rice fields for no reason? And he was also circling and rushing around in the rice fields, like... a headless fly!

It was driven into the rice fields!

Zhou Fan suddenly looked up and shouted, "Come out quickly, there may be strange things in the rice fields."

The word "weird" quickly cooled down Zheng Zhenmu's fanatical desire to chase the leopard. He stopped, turned his head and rushed towards Zhou Fan.

call out!

In the rice fields behind Zheng Zhenmu, the ink leopard was thrown over the rice fields, and it let out a wail.

Bang!

The ink leopard exploded, and the flesh and blood scattered everywhere, like a bloody rain.

The blood rain fell on the seedlings and even more on Zheng Zhenmu.

Zheng Zhenmu's face showed a look of fear. He ran and staggered on the rice field, but he did not dare to stop at all, so he quickly got up and rushed out of the rice field.
Chapter completed!