The bright moon hangs high and the bamboo shadows are hazy.
"Damn, I'm missing another bamboo shoot. You're the only one closest to me. You must have stolen it!"
"Are you looking for trouble? I didn't steal it, and you weren't the only one who lost the bamboo shoots. Why should you doubt me?"
"You must have stolen it, otherwise why would there be so few good ones!"
"..."
The sound of an argument in the distance floated into Wei Luo's ears, and soon it turned into the sound of a physical fight with fists and fists.
Tonight is his fourth night at Blood Bamboo Grove.
On the second night, he discovered that he was not the only one who lost his bamboo shoots, but many people in the bamboo forest also suffered from this.
The good Blood Bamboo Shoots may disappear inexplicably once it is placed on the ground.
No one can tell exactly when it disappeared.
Soon, some people said that Blood Bamboo Shoots cannot touch the ground, some said that there is a master thief, and some even said that Blood Bamboo Shoots can cause people to hallucinate and think that they have dug a lot, but in fact they have not lost anything at all...
Wei Luo feels that these claims are not credible. If Blood Bamboo Shoots was so miraculous, he should have run away long ago when he was poached.
However, most people still preferred someone to steal the bamboo shoots, so there were constant fights in the bamboo forest these two nights.
Moreover, some people fish in troubled waters and deliberately stir up trouble to snatch other people's bamboo shoots.
The first to bear the brunt are the disciples of Celestial Pivot Court.
The area of Heavenly Profound Court happened to be next to Celestial Pivot Court, so disciples of Heavenly Profound Court often came to Celestial Pivot Court's territory to stir up trouble and grab bamboo shoots, and there were several fights.
However, after several fights, Celestial Pivot Court's disciples were all beaten with bruises and swollen faces. They could only give the bamboo shoots to others and find other places to dig them.
When the lower-level disciples fight, the elders of each dean remain silent. As long as it is not a Force Training Martial Master fight, no one cares.
The world of warriors is like this, strength is the foundation that determines everything.
This night, Wei Luo was just like the previous nights, listening to and digging bamboo shoots.
However, after many days of digging, almost all the bamboo shoots in this area have been dug up.
"Wei Luo, I don't have a few bamboo shoots left here. It looks like we have to change places."
After Chang Bai dug two bamboo shoots, he saw Wei Luo sitting and resting, so he came over to chat.
Seeing Chang Bai approaching, Wei Luo immediately whispered to Chang Bai to sit down, but his eyes were still fixed on two or three bamboo shoots a few meters away.
Seeing this, Chang Bai smiled.
"You are watching closely, but you can't keep watching, you have to dig bamboo shoots."
Chang Bai also lost two bamboo shoots before, but since he hung them on the bamboo and away from the ground, they have never disappeared again.
"Since it can grow legs, why not hang it up?"
As he said this, Chang Bai stood up and wanted to help Wei Luo hang up the bamboo shoots.
But Wei Luo suddenly focused his eyes and held down Chang Bai.
"Don't move!"
Suddenly, Chang Bai looked at Wei Luo with a puzzled look.
But Wei Luo made a gesture to Chang Bai to keep quiet, and then slowly pointed at Blood Bamboo Shoots on the ground.
Chang Bai looked along and looked stunned.
I saw next to Blood Bamboo Shoots, the ground suddenly moved, and a small earth bag bulged slightly.
The little dirt bag appeared silently,
But clearly, there's something underground!
Half a second later, a pointed little head suddenly poked out of the dirt bag.
Chang Bai was shocked. He moved his feet slightly, and the sound of falling leaves could be heard.
The pointed head was extremely alert and stopped instantly. A pair of small round eyes kept turning to observe the surroundings.
Wei Luo hurriedly pressed Chang Bai's face and moved his gaze to the side, observing the thing with his peripheral vision.
"What is this?" Chang Bai calmed down and asked in a low voice.
"I don't know, it should be some kind of rat-like beast. It seems like Blood Bamboo Shoots was the one who stole it." Wei Luo replied.
Blood Bamboo Shoots is just a plant after all, and of course it won't grow legs.
Wei Luo was able to discover it because by chance, he discovered that there were shallow soil paw prints on the baggage containing bamboo shoots.
So since then, he would deliberately put Blood Bamboo Shoots on the ground every night and spend some time waiting patiently.
It can be said that hard work paid off, and he finally discovered the "little thief" who stole the bamboo shoots.
Just as he was replying, the kitten-sized mouse shadow realized that there was no threat around it, stretched out its paw and pulled it, and a Blood Bamboo Shoots suddenly disappeared.
Chang Bai was stunned when he caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye. This thing stole the bamboo shoots so fast. No wonder no one could find out who stole the bamboo shoots.
At this time, Wei Luo had already tensed up.
Bang!
Wei Luo kicked the ground, causing the ground to tremble. His body shot out like an arrow from a string, pointing directly at the "little bamboo shoot thief".
The rat was obviously very alert. The moment Wei Luo made the sound, it immediately burrowed into the soil. Its speed was staggering.
What is surprising is that almost instantly, the figure of the rat disappeared into the ground.
"You stole my bamboo shoots and you still want to escape?"
Wei Luo rushed forward and bent his spine into a big bow in the air.
Bang! Bang bang bang bang--
His fists seemed to be able to move mountains, and they kept hitting the ground like cannonballs.
The bamboo leaves on the ground were lifted more than half a meter high by the punch, and earth and rocks were constantly shot out.
People within a hundred meters radius were digging bamboo shoots. After being disturbed, they immediately stood up and looked over with displeasure.
But when he felt the power of Wei Luo's fist, he sat back silently.
By the time Chang Bai rushed over, Wei Luo had already thrown hundreds of punches in a row and stopped.
"How is it? Did you catch it?" Chang Bai asked hurriedly.
"I don't know. Let's dig it up and take a look."
As the earth and rocks were turned over and dug nearly half a meter deep, Wei Luo finally came across a group of softer things.
When he peeled back the compacted earth and rocks, he saw that it was a ball of furry stuff.
Wei Luo lifted it up from the soil, held it up and observed it carefully under the moonlight.
With gray hair, a body like a cat, and four extremely sharp claws, it looks like an oversized vole.
It only took half a meter to dig into the ground in a blink of an eye. Even if it was half a meter away, it was not shaken to pieces. This means that the alien beast must not have escaped.
Chang Bai sighed repeatedly when he saw this strange beast.
Wei Luo At this time, he also understood that the sound several meters underground should be coming from this strange beast.
Zhizhi--
At this time, the strange beast also woke up and screamed in fear.
It found itself being held by the back of the neck and immediately struggled violently.
But Wei Luo's hands were like iron pliers. Seeing that it couldn't escape, it suddenly swung its head and bit Wei Luo's arm.
But Wei Luo has horizontal Force Training power to protect its body. When one bite was taken, it was shocked to the point where its teeth hurt and it let out a hissing sound.
He stole his own bamboo shoots and dared to bite him. Wei Luo immediately raised his fists and planned to have a snack tomorrow morning.
But at this time, Chang Bai seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly stopped Wei Luo.
"Wei Luo, don't rush to kill it yet. You will suffer a big loss if you kill it!"
Chang Bai's face was slightly excited. There were all kinds of strange beasts, most of which feed on humans.
But there are also many special species, and this rat should be one of them."
Seeing that Wei Luo was a little confused, Chang Bai kicked Blood Bamboo next to him again and said.
"Do you know why this Blood Bamboo Shoots has never been successfully transplanted?"
Hearing this, Wei Luo also looked stunned, as if he had thought of something.
Blood Bamboo Shoots Although it is not as precious as the meat of exotic animals, it is more stable and has a bamboo shoot season all year round.
Therefore, many people have tried transplanting Blood Bamboo to the Three Mountains Sect.
But every time someone transplants bamboo shoots, they will grow well at first, but once they mature, the bamboos will wither inexplicably.
Some people have also studied the reason and found that the root system of Blood Bamboo Shoots is too shallow and not developed enough, but this is not the case for bamboo Blood Bamboo Grove.
When Chang Bai said this, Wei Luo immediately figured out the joints.
This rat-like beast is most likely born together with Blood Bamboo.
If this conjecture is correct, then as long as he understands the relationship, he can have his own piece of Blood Bamboo Grove!
He had already calculated the output of Blood Bamboo Shoots. Even with a small piece of Blood Bamboo Grove, the output could be considered very considerable.