Chapter 60 Mud

The palm-sized short knife was as thin as a cicada's wing and as light as a feather. Zhou Fan had just put down the heavy knife before, and he could hardly feel the weight of the light knife in his hand.

He gently slashed out a knife, but this time the knife fell silently, but this is not a heavy knife, a light knife should be wielded violently!

Zhou Fan didn't have time to think about it, and began to practice the light knife hard. At the beginning, each knife fell too lightly, so light that it was difficult to control the point where the knife fell.

And the falling knife is light and fluttering, and there is no power at all.

Zhou Fan felt a bit of a headache, this light knife is really difficult to control.

Zhou Fan could only try to adjust the state of his swing while chopping the knife. After several hundred knives, the landing point of the knife was finally greatly improved, and even the light knife fell and the blade trembled slightly, making an inaudible screeching sound.

Zhou Fan didn't have time to be pleasantly surprised, and the familiar feeling of turning the sky and the earth came back again, he let go of the light knife in his hand helplessly, and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Fan had already returned from the Grey River space.

A new day has come again in the morning, Xiaoqiu Lake is breezy and blue waves are rippling.

After Zhou Fan took his brother to Xiaoqiu Lake, he carefully patrolled the area. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he put his hand on the handle of the straight knife slung around his waist.

Holding the handle of the knife, Zhou Fan instantly felt that it was different from yesterday, and the desire to draw the knife gushed out.

Zhou Fan moved his hand, and the straight knife came out of its sheath, making a 'choking' sound, and the knife lightly lifted up.

Zhou Fan laughed, and he slashed a few times in a criss-cross pattern. Today's slashing was extremely enjoyable, and he no longer had the obscure feeling of yesterday.

This is entirely due to the cultivation in the gray river space. The gray river space may not dare to do cultivation that incorporates vitality, but there is definitely no problem in practicing martial arts.

After Zhou Fan was a little excited, he calmed down and continued to practice. The basics of swordsmanship have made great progress, but there is still a long way to go before the real entry.

It's just that after less than half an hour of practice, the cold wind is gradually rising, and the sky is covered with dark clouds.

Zhou Fan put the knife into the sheath, looked up at the dense clouds rising in the sky, and his face became solemn.

It is going to rain.

The dead Zheng Zhenmu once said that the most fearful thing when patrolling is rainy days, and there are too many unforeseen dangers.

Soon Lu Kui asked the patrol team members to send the hoods and hats. From the people who sent them, we learned that the atmosphere of the entire patrol team had become dignified and vigilant. Everyone knew that rainy days were the most dangerous weather for patrolling, especially during this period of time. In the case of sunny days, five members of the team died.

The old man beside Zhou Fan also became a little anxious.

Zhou Fan suddenly thought that a rainy day might affect my brother's sense of danger. If so, it would be very detrimental to him.

He didn't think about it any further, but he broke down the branches with lush green leaves and built a shed for the old man to shelter from the rain.

The tree shed was set up, and the dude got in.

The sky began to drop pea-sized raindrops on the vast land.

Zhou Fan hurriedly put on his mino coat and put on his bamboo hat.

The torrential rain hit the green trees and grass with a crackling sound.

The smooth surface of Xiaoqiu Lake was pierced by raindrops, causing tiny eddy ripples, and the sky and the earth became white.

His vision also became blurred, Zhou Fan was holding the handle of the knife in his right hand and the Little Flame Talisman in his left.

The Little Flame Talisman seems to be made of yellow paper, but this yellow paper is of a special quality, and even if it is placed in water, it will not be damaged at all. If it is destroyed by water, the patrol team will be miserable in rainy days.

Xiao Yanfu is not afraid of water, but Zhou Fan still has a sullen face. In this rainy day, even if the signal flares can be fired, I am afraid that the sound will not be able to spread far, and if you encounter strange things, you can only deal with it yourself.

Now I can only hope that this rainy day will pass as soon as possible. The summer rains come and go quickly. It should not take long.

Zhou Fan pondered all kinds of things in his heart, but his eyes were staring straight at the front of Xiaoqiu Lake, in case any accident happened.

Rain beans dripped on the hat and flowed into rain lines along the edge of the hat.

Zhou Fan, who was standing on the edge of Moquan, frowned. The sound of wind, rain, and various noises caused by rain affected his hearing.

Zhou Fan glanced at the old man again, the old man was crouching, its dog head sticking out, and was scanning around.

Zhou Fan retracted his gaze and paid attention to the situation around him. The dark and thick clouds in the distance showed no signs of thinning, just like a black quilt full of water, pouring rainwater down continuously.

The rain is getting heavier.

The wet and cold water vapor passed through the sage grass, Zhou Fan felt wet and greasy, and his face was also stained with a little rain.

The waterproof effect of the cloak and the bamboo hat is very general. Zhou Fan wiped the rainwater off his face. In this weather, people's mood will inevitably become a little bad, but he still carefully looks at Xiaoqiu Lake to prevent anything from escaping. .

The rain that fell on the ground accumulated more and more, merged into a small stream on the Moquan, and flowed under Zhou Fan's feet.

Suddenly, the small amount of dog hair on the man's neck stood upright, and it rushed out of the tree shed and barked at Zhou Fan.

Hearing the barking sound that penetrated the rain screen, Zhou Fan's face tightened, his long sword was unsheathed, his pupils moved, and there was no abnormality around him, but the old man was still barking.

The sound of rain hitting green leaves and the sound of wind interweave.

Zhou Fan knew that there must be something wrong, his whole body was tense, and there must be something strange happening nearby, otherwise my brother would not be so abnormal!

But he saw nothing in his sight!

"It doesn't matter, go back first!" Zhou Fan raised his foot to step back, but he found that his foot could not be lifted.

Zhou Fan lowered his head in amazement, his feet were covered with black mud, sticking his feet to the ground.

Only a small part of Zhou Fan's feet climbed up, and a pool of black mud was hidden in the yellow mud water!

The black mud squirmed as if it had life, and it slowly spread up towards Zhou Fan's feet.

Looking at the black mud that was crawling over by the current at some point, Zhou Fan's arms immediately became densely packed.

Zhou Fan pulled his foot hard and tried to break free, but he was so naked that it hurt, and he couldn't pull his foot out of the black mud.

His strength is great, but after all, he is mortal. If he exerts more strength, he will only tear his feet off.

Zhou Fan gave up pulling his feet, he just quickly put the small flame talisman in his left hand on the straight sword.

The small flame rune appeared on the blade.

Zhou Fan slashed at his feet with a cold face, and the cold and sharp blade slashed through countless raindrops and slashed on the black mud pile.

The black mud splattered away, and the straight knife cut a line on the black mud.

Chi Chi sounded, and the black mud made a sharp cry.

efficient!

Zhou Fan slashed the black mud with one knife after another, and countless blocks of black mud were splashed and dropped by the knife.

The old man was in a hurry and barked around in a circle, but it didn't dare to step into the black mud rashly.

Zhou Fan quickly frowned again, there was too much black mud, and as he dropped the knife, the black mud climbed faster and faster, and it had already covered his belly.

The black mud hasn't hurt Zhou Fan yet, but Zhou Fan can't imagine how this disgusting thing will crawl all over his body, he will suffocate to death?

This weird black mud must be dealt with right away!

Zhou Fan calmly thought for a moment, he used a knife to draw a circle under his feet, trying to cut off the spreading black mud, but the drawn circle was quickly covered by the black mud.

He tried to use a knife to scrape the black mud off his body again. The straight knife with Xiao Yan's rune could scrape the black mud off, but the black mud would keep climbing up again, so he could only slow down the speed of the black mud's climbing.

Just when Zhou Fan was turning his head quickly, the old man suddenly shouted even more anxiously.

Zhou Fan looked out of the corner of his eye and found that the old man was screaming towards Xiaoqiu Lake.

Zhou Fan's eyes narrowed and he looked up at Xiaoqiu Lake.

A human-shaped thing stood by the lake.

The raindrops blurred his vision, and Zhou Fan took a deep breath, but he could see that this thing was not human, because it had no head!

It rushed towards Zhou Fan!