Chapter 7 Spirit Beast (Please Support!)

"Hmm... judging from the footprints, it's a beast. It's not big or small, similar to a hound..."

Fang Yuan squatted on the ground, observing the extremely clear paw prints left in the ground, and carefully analyzed: "The ground is not deep, so it should not be a large beast, a wolf? A fox? Or a weasel or a badger?"

"What a smart bastard, you actually ruined all my arrangements..."

Growing up in the deep mountains, Fang Yuan's skill in catching animals is undeniable, and he can often hunt some pheasants and hares as extra meals.

And the traps set up, even the wild wolf and wild boar are going to catch them.

But at this time, all of them were destroyed, and they were still so arrogant, almost provocative.

"Master once said that in the deep mountains and great swamps, dragons and snakes are born, even ordinary animals, as long as they live long enough, or by chance, they will gradually open up their spiritual wisdom. Could it be that this time?"

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

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

He looked around, jumped up suddenly, and ran to the tea garden in a hurry: "Not good...my Lingzhi!!!"

Since thieves are not mortal beasts, ordinary things may not be able to attract them. The only possibility is probably the Wenxin tea tree and those red jade rice seeds!

After thinking this through, Fang Yuan felt as if his butt was on fire, and couldn't sit still any longer.

A moment later, a roar full of exasperation echoed in the valley: "Damn... don't let me catch you..."

Fang Yuan stood in front of the Wenxin tea tree, looking very depressed.

In front of him, several branches of the Wenxin tea tree, which was originally emerald green, had disappeared, and there were signs of gnawing at the fracture.

The whole tea tree looked very sluggish, but fortunately the root system was not damaged, otherwise the only mutated spiritual plant would have left Fang Yuan completely.

"What's this?"

After careful observation, Fang Yuan found more things around the Wenxin 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 finger, not only around the cut, but also at the bottom of the tea tree.

"This is definitely not what I put, could it be brought by the thief?"

Fang Yuan put this translucent granule under the tip of his nose, and suddenly there was a fragrance, mixed with a fishy smell.

"fertilizer?!"

He looked at the sluggish Wenxin tea tree, made a guess, and at the same time was a little dumbfounded.

This spiritual plant thief, still openly regards the Wenxin tea tree as his own, and knows how to take care of it after eating and drinking. It seems that he regards this place as a long-term meal ticket.

"But it must not be here, otherwise it would have rushed over anxiously when it saw me appear..."

Fang Yuan shook his head, and quickly walked to the edge of the red jade rice field.

I saw that the red jade rice seedlings all over the field were intact, and even grew a little bit taller, but the surrounding vegetation had withered and turned yellow, apparently dead.

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

Seeing that the entire botanical garden was intact, and the other party seemed to be only focused on harming the Wenxin tea tree, Fang Yuan was speechless immediately: "Immediately make a trap again. I will guard here every day from now on to see which beast it is!"

At this point, after his anger subsided, he found it rather interesting, and he couldn't wait to meet the guy who stole his tea tree.

...

After counting the losses, the things that should be done must continue to be done.

Fang Yuan cooked the realgar powder first, mixed it with other ingredients in the valley according to a certain ratio, and then put it in the cellar for three days, and harvested a large amount of 'returning fire liquid'.

This formula is also passed down by the Layman Wenxin, and it has a good fattening effect on many fire plants.

And even though the red jade rice is a spiritual plant, under Fang Yuan's continuous watering three times a day, it has grown quite vigorously, and the nutrition has kept up, so there is no need to plunder the surrounding land, which makes Fang Yuan very relaxed tone.

It's just that the mysterious thief never appeared again. On the contrary, Fang Yuan, who stayed up all night, felt a little unable to support himself.

late at night.

The moonlight is like water.

Fang Yuan set up a trap as usual, and hid aside to observe silently.

In the tea forest, everything is quiet, only the sound of insects is heard from afar, echoing in the valley.

"Could it be that you didn't dare to come when you saw someone?"

After watching it for half the night, Fang Yuan's eyes were sleepy, and he was a little disappointed: "Watch it for another night, if there is still no harvest, then transplant the Wenxin tea tree... It's a pity for those crystals..."

Through observation in the past few days, Fang Yuan became more and more certain of his inference, and those crystals were indeed of great benefit to Lingzhi.

Not only is the condition of the Wenxin tea tree getting better and better, and the branches have healed, even where he collected a little bit and sprinkled some red jade rice seedlings, the rice seedlings there are generally much better than those of the same kind.

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

"yawn……"

In the middle of the night, Fang Yuan's upper eyelids were extremely heavy, like a thousand gates, ready to fall down at any moment.

"Forget it... It seems that it won't come tonight. I have to get up tomorrow to loosen the soil in the red jade rice field... Huh?"

The moment Fang Yuan was about to get up, he caught a white shadow under the moonlight out of the corner of his eyes.

"coming!"

Fang Yuan regained his energy, his whole body tensed up, his blood surged, and his drowsiness was swept away.

The white shadow ran extremely fast, and came to the outside of the plantation in no time. When he saw the animal trap that Fang Yuan had rearranged, disdain appeared in his clever eyes, and he bypassed it lightly, or even clamped the branch with his claws, and went straight to the trap. Dial to activate the trap, but nothing came of it.

"Fuck! What a big, smart white mink!"

Fang Yuan couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

That's right.

What appeared in his eyes was a huge white mink, with big eyes, slender beard, amazingly flexible claws, and its ears moved from time to time, as if listening to the surroundings, and its white fur glistened under the moonlight. Move Guanghua.

An ordinary mink is about the size of a cat, but the one that appeared here is a full meter long, and it is simply a small leopard.

"Hey! Such a big white mink..."

Watching the white sable walk into the tea garden, Fang Yuan looked at the equipment on his body, a little drumming: "How about... just let it succeed again, I will call Qiren to come again some other day!"

After all, he was not a professional hunter. Although he had prepared a lot of things, he still had no idea what to do when he saw this overly bewitching white mink.

"Clack!"

However, as soon as Bai Diao entered the tea forest, his shiny black eyes fixed on Fang Yuan's hiding place, and he was surprised to find him!

"Bold! You bastard!"

Fang Yuan had no choice but to jump out: "It's okay to harm my tea tree once, but it's a second time, do you think I'm dead?"

At the same time as he jumped out, he blew on the torch in his hand and lit the torch.

Under the raging flames, Bai Diao's expression showed a trace of anthropomorphic banter, he didn't run away at all, and looked at Fang Yuan.

‘Damn it, shouldn’t wild animals be mostly afraid of fire and strangers? Why is this so unreasonable! '

Fang Yuan secretly groaned in his heart.

But when Bai Diao completely ignored him and was about to gnaw the tea tree, he couldn't help it anymore: "Bold!"

Wielding a torch in one hand and a hatchet in the other, he strode forward: "Don't touch my things!"

"Hiss!"

The next moment, he saw the white sable suddenly turn around, his hair stood up, and he made a hissing sound. He didn't know it well, and the hatchet subconsciously moved forward.

Whoosh!

The white shadow flashed by, Fang Yuan only felt a strong force coming from his hand, he immediately backed up a few steps, and when he let go, the hatchet and torch fell to the ground: "This beast is so fast and strong. so big!"

"Clack!"

Seeing that Fang Yuan was so vulnerable, the white mink rolled his eyes, held his belly in his paws, and burst out laughing in an extremely anthropomorphic way.

It is also a psychic thing. It waved its little paw at Fang Yuan, and then pointed to the Wenxin tea tree, as if saying: 'This spiritual plant will belong to my uncle from now on! '

"Damn... Uncle can bear it, but Auntie can't bear it!"

Even Fang Yuan couldn't stand being ridiculed by the brute, so he stood up and said, "Look at the hidden weapon!"

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

Puffy!

Several puffs of smoke exploded from the air, carrying a strong pungent taste.

Immediately, Fang Yuan's expression was firm, he turned and ran away without hesitation!

That's right, since the battle was lost, it is natural to take the opportunity to turn in and trouble the white ferret in the future. Anyway, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years!

"Hiss..."

But in the smoke, Bai Diao suddenly screamed, causing Fang Yuan to stop.

He turned his head, and saw the white sable avoiding the clouds of smoke, as if he was extremely afraid.

"Huh?"

Fang Yuan's face immediately glowed with joy.

In fact, these packs of smoke bombs were just his preparations for escaping, and they contained ordinary things.

"Pi Beast San, which has the largest amount, if it is useful, can this beast still come in? It seems that it is not because of the pepper... that is... realgar! Haha... just wait for me!"

Fang Yuan's eyes brightened, and he ran back to the front valley in a hurry. Not long after, he came over with a lot of powder bags: "So you are afraid of realgar? Hahahahaha... Look at me, I will smash it!"

Puffy!

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

Although the white ermine was about to pounce and hissed loudly, it seemed that it was really afraid of the realgar and did not dare to come in.

When the fog cleared, he ran away without a trace.