Walking along the way in the 'mo Circle', I occasionally encounter several groups of patrol team members, but Zheng Zhenmu just stood ten feet away and greeted them from afar. Both sides did not mean to have a close conversation.

After several times, Zhou Fan realized that this was a rule of the patrol team.

"I believe you have seen some differences." Zheng Zhenmu glanced at Zhou Fan beside him and said slowly, "This is the second principle I want to talk to you. Don't get too close to the team members in other groups in the wild, even if they usually have a good relationship with you in the village."

"Is it because monsters possess or curse?" Zhou Fan carefully glanced around and asked. He had heard Lu Kui say this.

"The monster is the main reason, but there is another reason. This was originally a rule by the patrol team to reduce casualties. In the wild, every team will keep this rule in mind. If you forget the rules and approach them rashly, the other party may suspect that you were possessed by the monster and attack you with weapons."

"If this is the case, even if you die, it will be useless. The rules you made that you accidentally kill your team members will not be responsible." Zheng Zhenmu explained seriously.

"How is the distance between the two groups of people defined?" Zhou Fan asked.

"In principle, the farther the better, the safer it is. It is stipulated that you should stand outside the limit distance that the longest weapon can attack on both sides." Zheng Zhenmu waved his hand suddenly and squatted down halfway.

Zhou Fan also squatted and looked ahead, but except for the miscellaneous woods and weeds on the path, only the breeze blew.

After a while, Zheng Zhenmu stood up and continued walking: "Walking in the wild, you can't move forward all the time. Walk for a while and stop and observe carefully based on your feelings to prevent something from happening ahead that caught you off guard."

"Is this the third principle?" Zhou Fan asked.

"No, this is just a patrol trick." Zheng Zhenmu stabbed the grass with the spear in his hand and pulled it out again. There was only some grass clippings on the tip of the gun, so he nodded with confidence. "The third principle is the most important, I will tell you later."

As they moved, the more they became, Zhou Fan and Zheng Zhenmu stopped again.

Outside the circle ahead are rice fields after rice fields. The rice fields in July are like golden carpets, and the rice ears with diluted rice falling on the light green leaves.

Outside the circle, scarecrows were standing on the edge of the rice fields far away from the village.

The scarecrow supported by wooden sticks was wearing old black or blue clothes, and some even wore straw hats woven by weeds, swaying gently in the wind.

"At this time, the rice fields are the areas where we two are responsible for patroling." Zheng Zhenmu said.

Zhou Fan estimated that if we measured it according to Moquan, the width of the rice fields was only about a hundred feet above Moquan.

The sun shines brightly.

After walking for a while, sweat oozed out of both of them.

Zhou Fan and Zheng Zhenmu walked to the shade of a tree to enjoy the cool air.

Zheng Zhenmu leaned his spear against the tree. He sat under the roots of the tree that were rushing out of the soil, took out the kettle and took a sip of the water and said, "If you have any questions, just ask."

Zhou Fan intentionally sat under the leaves about half a meter away from Zheng Zhenmu. He took off the straight knife tied around his waist and placed it on his knees, took out the kettle and drank water and asked, "I originally thought the fields in the village were in the village, but I didn't expect it to be outside the village."

Zheng Zhenmu was stunned for a moment and said, "Don't you know this? There is no suitable place for farming in the village, so you can only plant it in the wild."

Of course, Zheng Zhenmu didn’t know about Zhou Fan’s “amnesia”.

The old man sat in front of Zhou Fan and looked at the kettle in Zhou Fan's hand. The weather was so hot that the old dog stuck out his tongue.

Zhou Fan raised the kettle high and fell down. A string of water lines flowed out of the mouth of the kettle. The brother stuck out his tongue and left a drop of water into its mouth.

Zhou Fan put down the kettle and said, "The farming people are all ordinary villagers, so how can they ensure their safety?"

Zheng Zhenmu casually said: "The fields in the wild are collected together by collectively planting. When they are collectively planted or collected, the patrol team will send people to alert them, and sometimes the talisman master will be present..."

While talking, Zheng Zhenmu, who had been staring at the rice fields ahead, suddenly turned around and said, "Here you come."

What's coming?

Zhou Fan looked up at the rice fields, and then his face changed drastically.

There was a large cluster of white light several acres, like moving clouds, and over the dozens of scarecrows, rushing to the golden rice fields.

The white light separated over the rice fields and divided into countless small white light balls. The small white light balls changed and turned into human-shaped white light as children.

It was like hundreds of children, white ghosts floating on the rice fields, playing, making strange laughs like "hehe".

Zhou Fan stood up, pulled his sword out of the sheath, and the small flame talisman he had been hiding in his cuff was also slapped on the back of the knife, with flame-like patterns spreading on the back of the knife.

Zhou Fan looked at the children's white ghosts with a knife alertly, but he was unsure. How many white ghosts can he cut down by himself?

"Put away the talisman and knife." Zheng Zhenmu did not move at all. He still sat on the root of the tree with a calm expression on his face.

Zhou Fan just frowned, but did not listen to Zheng Zhenmu. He still maintained the knife-holding posture, his eyes full of alert.

Zheng Zhenmu was not dissatisfied with Zhou Fan's failure to follow his instructions. He just smiled and said, "This is the third principle I want to tell you. Don't move when you encounter any trouble."

"What's the solution?" Zhou Fan confirmed that the white ghosts were still lingering in the rice fields and did not attack him. He looked at the old man at his feet. The old man was just staring at the white ghosts, and it didn't react much.

Zhou Fan was relieved to put his hand on the small flame talisman that was close to the back of the knife.

The small flame talisman fell off, and Zhou Fan hid it in his sleeve again. He had no idea to put the small flame talisman into the talisman bag, because it was too slow to take out the talisman from the talisman bag, and what he needed was to quickly stick the small flame talisman on the back of the knife.

The risk of losing this small talisman is nothing to do with saving his life.

Besides, as long as you are careful, the little flame talisman will not be so easy to lose.

Zheng Zhenmu looked at Zhou Fan's movements, and a hint of praise flashed in his eyes. His partner was obviously a very cautious person. He explained: "Don't move when encountering a treacherous situation, just don't act rashly as soon as you encounter a treacherous situation."

Zheng Zhenmu paused for a moment, thought for a while and asked Zhou Fan, "Do you know the hierarchy of the weird ones?"

Zhou Fan inserted the knife back into the scabbard, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What grade?"

"It seems you don't know." Zheng Zhenmu was not surprised. "Even Master Fu can't tell how many weird things are, but the officials still want to divide them into levels."

"As far as I know, monsters are divided into two types: You and Resentment. Each type is divided into three layers of white and black blood. The lowest level of monsters is Bai You."

Zheng Zhenmu pointed at the white ghosts on the rice fields and said, "Those weird people are called rice children. They are named because they like to play above the rice fields. They are a kind of white roaming."
Chapter completed!