Chapter 39 Black Beast

The illusory rice children swept up and down over the rice fields, giving out weird laughter.

Zhou Fan looked at this scene, and he was puzzled and asked, "Why do they like rice fields so much? Or what can they get in the rice fields?"

Zheng Zhenmu shook his head and said, "I don't know, strange rumors can't be speculated with common sense. Some people say that they like the golden color of rice fields."

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

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

No more... It does sound like he likes the color of rice fields, Zhou Fan thought for a while, but didn't think any further.

The sun is fierce.

The patrolling trail was hot, and the heat wave was rising upwards.

Zhou Fan and the two quickly sweated, and after a while, the two of them couldn't stand it and could only stand under the tree canopy by the roadside to enjoy the shade.

The grass under my feet was also scorched by the sun, and the green leaves rolled up.

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

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

The rice children, who were not afraid of the sun in the rice field, suddenly formed a cloud of white light, quickly passed over the scarecrow by the field, and quickly left the rice field.

"Look at the rice field." Zhou Fan reminded Zheng Zhenmu, who was flooding.

Zheng Zhenmu immediately put down the kettle, and when he saw the scene where the rice child was far away from the rice field, his expression changed slightly: "Why are you leaving at this time? They always leave until it is almost dusk."

While Zheng Zhenmu was speaking, he waved at Zhou Fan with a solemn expression.

The two backed away to the edge of the village, their eyes kept watching the rice fields vigilantly.

When things go wrong, there must be demons. Of course, Zhou Fan will not have any objection to Zheng Zhenmu's cautious approach.

Zhou Fan glanced at the old dog next to him again, the squatting old man had stood up straight, his body was slightly bent, and he was looking at the rice field.

Zhou Fan's heart tightened again when he saw this, and he raised his eyes again to look at the unusually calm paddy field. There might be something in the paddy field.

Zheng Zhenmu didn't speak, he just clenched the spear in his hand, he was more experienced, and he felt something was wrong.

The old man trembled, the dog's mouth turned slightly, revealing the only tiger tooth, and let out a low bark.

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

However, the sound of 'rustling' from the rice field caught his attention.

There is something moving fast in the rice field, and wherever that group of things goes, the seedlings are slightly pressed down or separated, and it is constantly swimming and making a rustling sound.

It was so fast that it disturbed the paddy field, but instead of running out of the paddy field, it kept running in circles in the paddy field.

"What exactly is this?" Zhou Fan's eyes moved with the movement of the thing in the paddy field, and there was no panic in his voice.

Zheng Zhenmu said in a deep voice, "I can't see it for now, but remember what I told you, don't move if you are in trouble, don't move around."

Zhou Fan nodded, he looked at the old man again, and gave the old man a low drink, so as not to let the old man bark loudly, so as not to attract the attention of the paddy field.

Suddenly.

The thing stopped running at the Tanabe near the road.

This made Zhou Fan's faces congeal.

Zhou Fan has already drawn out the straight knife, and the talisman in his left hand is ready to be attached to the straight knife at any time. Zheng Zhenmu's movements are similar.

The wind was blowing slightly, causing the scarecrow on the edge of the field to sway slightly, and an arc-shaped golden ripple formed on the paddy field, rippling towards Zhou Fan and the others.

The wind is blowing, with the meaning of heat.

The wind was like a signal, and the thing in the paddy field quickly rushed from the paddy field to the trail and rushed towards Zhou Fan and the two.

Zhou Fan's pupils shrank,

What rushed towards them was a black and brown beast with a pair of yellow-gray pupils, somewhat like an enlarged cat.

"It's Mo Leopard." Zheng Zhenmu shouted, the spear in his hand had already been stabbed out first.

Ink leopards are leopards, not weird.

When Zhou Fan had this idea in his mind, he took a step and walked quickly towards the front.

The old man has left his place, barking and rushing towards Mobao.

Zheng Zhenmu's long spear arrived first, but the running Mo Leopard kicked its forelimbs and stood on the side abruptly, avoiding the sharp spear tip.

Zhou Fan's knife slashed at Mo Leopard's head. If he hit with a knife, the Mo Leopard would be separated from the body.

Mo Leopard couldn't care to attack Zheng Zhenmu, it reacted very quickly and the leopard lowered its head.

In the end, Zhou Fan's knife slashed horizontally, only slicing one of its leopard ears, and the leopard ear flew in the air with a little blood.

The dude's mouth bit on the hind limbs of the black leopard.

Mo Leopard let out a painful roar. It first kicked the old man on its hind limbs with one foot, then glanced at Zhou Fan and the two, turned and ran away. It ran limping, but it didn't run slowly, and ran quickly. After entering the rice field, blood dripped on the ground, forming a blood line.

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

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

But Zheng Zhenmu had already rushed into the paddy field.

Zhou Fan glanced at the man who fell to the ground, and the man quickly got up.

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

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

Then he quickly thought, why did the leopard rush into the rice field for no reason? And it's still running around in the rice fields, like... a headless fly!

It was driven into the rice fields!

Zhou Fan suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Come out, there may be something strange in the rice fields."

The word 'weird' made Zheng Zhenmu's enthusiasm for chasing the leopard quickly cooled down. He stopped, turned his head and rushed towards Zhou Fan.

call out!

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

boom!

The ink leopard exploded, and the blood and flesh splattered in all directions, like a rain of blood.

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

Zheng Zhenmu had a look of fear on his face. He quickly ran and stumbled onto the paddy field, but he didn't dare to stop at all, so he quickly got up and rushed out of the paddy field.

Zheng Zhenmu, who rushed out of the paddy field, was dyed with blood and flesh with several straws on his clothes, which looked both funny and weird.