"Bah, it's so unlucky, my clothes are stained." Zheng Zhenmu looked at the rice fields with lingering fear. He couldn't tell what was happening in the rice fields. "Let's go back to the village first."

Looking at Zheng Zhenmu who was in a mess, Zhou Fan took a few steps back and looked at Zheng Zhenmu silently.

Zheng Zhenmu was stunned at Zhou Fan's actions and said, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Fan said coldly: "Don't come over, for the sake of our safety, you need to paste the talisman on your body now."

Zheng Zhenmu smiled bitterly and said, "Are you suspicious of me? Even if you suspect me, we will return to the village first and then test it. It is not safe here."

"Just posting, it won't take you much time." Zhou Fan looked at Zheng Zhenmu coldly and said, "Part of his attention was on the rice fields, but the rice fields are now scary and the scarecrow wearing a pointed hat seemed to be shaking.

"Okay, I'll test it now." Zheng Zhenmu agreed, a hint of uneasiness appeared on his face, untied the talisman bag and took out the talisman test.

However, before the test talisman was attached to Zheng Zhenmu, it suddenly started to burn between his fingers. Zheng Zhenmu's face turned pale and he let go of the burning test talisman, and his eyes showed horror.

Zhou Fan had already taken a few steps back and set a sufficient distance from Zheng Zhenmu.

The old man suddenly barked at Zheng Zhenmu. It looked very fierce. If Zhou Fan hadn't waved his hand, it would have bitten at Zheng Zhenmu.

Zheng Zhenmu said in a trembling voice: "I am cursed, I want to go back to the village to find Master Fu to solve the curse."

After saying that, he ignored Zhou Fan's feet and ran towards the village.

Zhou Fan had no intention of stopping Zheng Zhenmu. He just looked coldly at Zheng Zhenmu with his back facing him.

Zheng Zhenmu took a few steps and suddenly froze in place.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan's eyes were fixed. He just calmly slapped the small flame talisman that had been holding his left hand tightly on the back of the knife, and the straight knife in the ring appeared on the flame pattern.

The man barked even harder. He grinned and his hair stood up.

In a blink of an eye, Zheng Zhenmu turned around, and several rice tubes emerged from his throat. Blood flowed down from the hollow rice tube, forming several tiny dark red blood lines.

Such a strange scene made Zhou Fan look slightly cold.

"Save...I..." Zheng Zhenmu shouted in pain, and thin bloodshots floated on his eyes, and his face was ferocious and twisted, looking extremely ugly.

Zheng Zhenmu raised the spear in his hand, and he made a low horror sound, and suddenly rushed towards Zhou Fan, and stabbed Zhou Fan with the spear.

Zhou Fan raised his sword and slashed at the spear.

A clang statement made yellow sparks splashing everywhere.

Zhou Fan and Zheng Zhenmu both took a few steps back. Zhou Fan's face changed slightly. Zheng Zhenmu's strength was not inferior to him. This was only the power obtained by Zheng Zhenmu's mutation.

Zheng Zhenmu's spear swept towards Zhou Fan again. Zhou Fan had no time to think about it, so he could only raise his sword to block it.

The sound of clews kept ringing, and sparks splashed every time the spear and the straight knife touched.

Zheng Zhenmu kept attacking Zhou Fan as if he was going crazy.

The man kept wandering and barking.

Zhou Fan had a calm face and kept slashing his sword to resist Zheng Zhenmu's powerful spear.

Zheng Zhenmu's face kept straw piercing out from the inside, and his eyes, nose and ears were filled with straw. Gradually, straw began to grow in other parts of his body. The straw was dyed with bright red blood and tiny flesh floss.

He was covered in blood and straw, but the spear in his hand became more and more strange and unpredictable like a wandering black dragon.

Zhou Fan's hands and mouths were aching faintly, and the opponent's attack became stronger and stronger, making Zhou Fan retreat repeatedly.

This won't work, Zhou Fan roared: "Brother."

When the man heard Zhou Fan's roar, he walked around behind Zheng Zhenmu and bit Zheng Zhenmu's right leg. His teeth were almost gone, but he could tear off a large piece of meat.

Zheng Zhenmu let out a strange roar. He ignored Zhou Fan, but turned around and raised his spear to stab the old man.

"Opportunity." Zhou Fan's eyes condensed, he took a deep breath, breathed according to the method of practicing the four awakening styles, and the muscle groups in his body were mobilized.

A sword slashed vertically, and under the sun, a bright sword light flashed away.

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Zheng Zhenmu stopped his gun at the brother, and he froze in place, without moving until a bloodline appeared in the middle of his body.

Sizzling, blood spread out from the middle of the blood line, Zheng Zhenmu broke into two halves and fell to the ground, and the white and red inside his body slid on the hot path.

The smell of blood came to his nose, and Zhou Fan gasped gently. He glanced at the internal organs on the ground, and all the internal organs had tiny straws growing.

It’s just that these straws were burned to burn black, which was caused by the small flame talisman.

Zhou Fan did not dare to be careless. He called out a little tired and said, "Brother". He began to retreat to the village. The fire pattern of the small flame talisman on the straight knife in the ring head had disappeared. He changed into the second small flame talisman and stared at the corpse that was split in half by him.

The surroundings were quiet, and the man was shaking his limbs, but he did not bark anymore. The shaking of his limbs was because of the excessive fighting. After all, he was old.

Zhou Fan looked at the rice fields again, and he was a little unsure whether the monster was dead.

But after waiting for a while, there was no movement. Zhou Fan took out a bamboo tube and lit the fuse of the bamboo tube with a fire fold.

With a "swish", the bamboo tube flew into the sky and exploded, making an explosion that soared into the sky.

Zhou Fan was silent and alert. Not long after, nearby team members rushed over one after another, but they saw the bloody corpses on both sides of the path and stopped.

Their eyes were alert to Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan did not move lightly, he just stood there. He knew that if he dared to move around at this time, it would easily cause misunderstandings.

"Afan." The thin monkey arrived. He looked at the bloody ground, his face turned pale and looked at Zhou Fan, wanting to step over.

But Skinny Monkey's partner stopped Skinny Monkey.

"Don't come here." Zhou Fan also said.

The two newcomers Li Erlu and He Cao also arrived with their respective partners. Their faces were ashen with fear. This was the first time they had seen such a bloody scene.

The deputy captain of the patrol team frowned deeply and shouted to Zhou Fan: "Wait a minute, wait until Captain Lu comes."

Zhou Fan nodded slightly, and his brows frowned slightly. It was not that he was not used to the bloody scene, but that the patrol was even more dangerous than he thought. He encountered such a thing the next day.

Lu Kui arrived soon, and he looked at Zheng Zhenmu's corpse that he was almost unrecognizable, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Because of the monster, Zheng Zhenmu, the old bird in the team, died, but Zhou Fan survived. He couldn't be surprised by this.

Lu Kui looked at Zhou Fan and said, "Afan, you can use the talisman first."

Zhou Fan took out the talisman from the talisman bag.
Chapter completed!