Watching Mr. Xiong shake his short legs vigorously in anger.
Fu Yang tried his best to suppress his laughter, but still failed...
Hahaha!
He burst out laughing.
"Xiao Xiaoxiao, Mr. Fu, did you drink Monk Laughing's urine? What kind of evil thing is this? I have never heard that stones can turn into spirits..."
Fu Yang knelt down and touched the stone biting Mr. Xiong's foot, but still couldn't hold back his laughter.
"Damn fat cat, your eyes are so bad! What kind of stone is this? It's obviously a turtle. It's just because the turtle shell is darker in color and motionless. It looks like this here at night.
It’s a bit like stone.”
In fact, he had already discovered it when the turtle opened its mouth and bit Mr. Xiong's foot.
I just knew that Mr. Xiong, a cat monster, would never be hurt by being bitten by a turtle, and I thought it was really funny, so I kept reading the joke.
"Okay, okay. Let me help you!"
Fu Yang knelt down, casually pinched a Taoist curse seal, and reached out to click on the turtle's shell.
I thought the turtle would loosen its mouth when it was in pain, but an accident happened!
Fu Yang touched the turtle's back with a shimmering finger, but it bounced away!
The Taoist fluctuations spread in the air and disappeared, but the turtle was still biting Mr. Xiong's foot...
"This, this is not an ordinary turtle!!!"
The smiling expression on Fu Yang's face immediately subsided and became serious.
A turtle that can use its shell to deflect Taoist magic is definitely a spiritual creature!
"Damn Fat Cat, you may have provoked something more powerful... This thing is a monster just like you."
"I don't care if it's a monster or some stupid thing! I just know that my foot hurts now and I have to get this thing out quickly."
Mr. Xiong was really in pain, and his big shiny cat eyes were about to shed tears.
"I'll do it myself and kill you damn turtle demon! One strike from the demon element!"
Its sharp black claws shot out from its fleshy palms, hitting the turtle's shell with a flashing red light.
clang!!!
There was a crisp sound of metal hitting.
Mr. Xiong felt that his claws were aching, but the turtle still refused to let go.
"That's amazing, my brother! Mr. Xiong, your demonic claws can even scratch the steel plate, right? Can't you break the shell of this turtle? You didn't even leave any traces."
Fu Yang felt incredible.
A thought quickly flashed through my mind!
This potato experimental field set up by the Agricultural College can be turned into a very precious elixir... Could it be that this grey-looking turtle as big as a human's palm made it?
As soon as this idea came up, Fu Yang felt it made perfect sense.
"Damn fat cat, please bear with me a little longer, and I'll test my guess."
"Boy Fu, hurry up! It really hurts. It hurts more than being stabbed a hundred times in the anus. Oh my feet..."
Fu Yang quickly reached out and dug in the soil, grabbed the leaves on the potatoes and pulled them up, bringing out several earth-yellow potatoes.
Then he got close to the turtle that was biting Mr. Xiong’s foot and wouldn’t let go.
"Come on, little turtle, let go of that damn fat cat's feet. Brother, I'll give you some potatoes..."
At this moment, a miracle happened!
Wugui, who was still waiting for Mung Bean Eyes, really let go of Master Xiong's foot. Then he actually pounced in the direction of Fu Yang's hand.
He quickly let go of the bunch of potatoes in his hand.
The turtle pounced on the potato and opened its mouth.
A suction force was generated, and four or five fist-sized potatoes disappeared in an instant!
Fu Yang's mouth opened wide into an "O" shape.
This little turtle is no bigger than a human palm, but it actually eats potatoes three or four times the size of its body in one bite?
Then whoosh...
It turned into a stream of gray light, got into the soil next to it, and disappeared.
Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong looked at each other.
Now, it’s basically certain!
The root cause of the variation in the potato experimental field of the Agricultural College comes from this grumpy little turtle.
Fu Yang asked Master Xiong: "Damn Fat Cat, aren't you well-informed? In your memory, have you ever seen such a weird turtle?"
The guy grinned and blew on his feet, which had several tufts of hair bitten off, and replied angrily: "I've never seen such an unscrupulous little chick play with stuff! I'm really pissed off.
I’m so angry! The bite hurts so much, but I still won’t let go. Damn you little bastard!”
It turns out that Mr. Xiong didn’t even know what it was.
"Then it seems that this little turtle is definitely not a mortal thing! We have to catch it, it must be a good thing."
Fu Yang stared at the place where the little bastard disappeared just now, holding his chin, thoughtfully.
Mr. Xiong was so angry that his hair exploded like a cat.
"Catch! We must catch this bastard. If I move, I will use a twenty-pound catfish to stab its anus to pieces!"
Fu Yang had a black line on his head. He complained lightly: "By the way...how can this bastard have chrysanthemums? And he only weighs a pound or two."
"Then I don't care! It must be stabbed!"
One person and one cat came to the place where the little turtle disappeared.
I discovered that there was a small cave here, which seemed to lead deep underground.
"I'll use the tracking charm to see how deep it is."
Fu Yang was still drawing the talisman in the air. The shadow of the talisman flickered softly in the air for a few times, then turned into a stream of light and penetrated...
The fingers of his right hand kept moving, calculating, and matching the tracking charm.
First he was shocked, then he smiled bitterly.
"What's wrong, Mr. Fu? Your expression looks like constipation..."
"Damn fat cat, please be more serious. The tracking symbol shows that this cave is almost like a completely scattered ball of yarn going down. It circles back and forth in the two or three acres of potato fields under our feet. It's like a maze."
Mr. Xiong's eyes widened: "In other words... there are caves under this entire potato field? Are they all the nests of this little bastard?"
Fu Yang nodded.
This further confirms the conjecture just now.
The reason why potatoes mutated into elixir must have something to do with this little turtle!
But what should I do if I can't catch it? The cave is so small...
"What a pain in the ass. This little bastard is really cunning! Mr. Fu, don't you have any good Taoist spells?"
Fu Yang spread his hands: "No. The underground is too complicated, and the turtle is too small."
"Then the damn bastard almost bit off my foot just now, and this is the end of it?!"
Mr. Xiong used his furry little paws to pull his hair and get a little mad.
Wait...the bastard bit Mr. Xiong?
When Fu Yang heard this, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of a way to try!
"Ahem, Master Xiong, I have a question to ask you."
What?
"As long as I can catch this little turtle, is there anything I can do?"
Mr. Xiong glared: "Of course! I allow you to use all unruly spells..." (Third update! There is another chapter)