"Spirit-Eating Insect?"
Zhou Changwang froze.
This kind of spirit insect would not appear on Spirit Grain Rice.
But when he remembered that the other party's Spirit Rice had long since been harvested, leaving only those three mu of spirit herbs, he immediately understood.
Clearly, their spirit herb fields were currently suffering from this insect infestation.
"I'll take you over to have a look first.
If you can help us get rid of the infestation, there will definitely be a generous reward."
As Zhao Qiang spoke from the side, he hurried forward to lead the way toward his family's Spirit Field.
"Then let's take a look first."
Seeing this, Zhou Changwang could only follow.
Qian Xiaoyue naturally had no choice but to go forward with him.
Very soon, their group entered the Zhao Brothers' backyard.
The moment they entered, they saw a large Spirit Hound rise to its feet at once and let out a low growl, seeming highly wary.
"Awoo..."
The Little Spirit Hound, which had been sticking close to Zhou Changwang's side step for step, instantly bristled and began growling as well.
Judging by its voice, its momentum was not the least bit inferior. Yet its tiny feet kept retreating, and its body slowly hid behind Zhou Changwang, every bit of it revealing its lack of confidence.
Only when Zhao Qiang gave a low shout and stopped his Spirit Hound's growling did this farce finally come to an end.
"Don't worry. With us here, it won't do anything."
Afterward, Zhao Qiang reassured him.
"It's a fine dog."
Zhou Changwang praised it. This Spirit Hound was a different breed from the Little Spirit Hound, but it was indeed tall and powerfully built. When standing up, it reached a person's waist, and its presence was truly intimidating.
No wonder none of