These tumbleweeds are not small in size, and they are conservatively one meter in diameter. Some people think that the diameter is higher than Ding Chi. So, it is not that easy to walk this time. Ding Chi stopped in place and dared not approach it. The miserable situation of the goat was still in front of him. He did not dare to approach these deadly tumbleweeds.

So now Ding Chi has solved the unsolved case in Dakeng Village, and the culprit is these tumbleweeds. Some strange mutations have occurred in these tumbleweeds and have become carnivorous plants. They may release the odor that makes herbivorous animals covet, and then lure the herbivorous animals to get closer, and then stab the herbivorous animals into the body with spikes, dissolve the herbivorous muscles, skin and even hair, and then suck the liquid into the body through spikes.

Ding Chi can't tell whether the mutated tumbled weeds have the ability to act independently or even wisdom. He could see clearly just now that as soon as the goat approached the tumbled weeds, the tumbled weeds opened its bloody mouth... This is so scary. If this thing can move by itself, Ding Chi might have to explain it here today.

Ding Chi decided to wait. It was obvious that the tumbleweed rolled with the wind. He was waiting for a strong wind to blow away the tumbleweeds blocking the road in front of him. A few minutes later, the strong wind did not come. He turned around and looked at the blood-red tumbleweed that had digested the goat. Through the gaps in the blood-red grass stems of the tumbleweed, Ding Chi could see the goat's miserable white skeletons.

Or should you ask for help?

Ding Chi was a little uncertain. He took out his cell phone and took a look. Fortunately, the signal strength here is good, and the phone has more than half of the battery life. If things are wrong, he can call for help. Who is just asking for help? Those who can help him are far away in the sky. The villagers who are close to him are all ordinary people. Maybe Ding Chi will lose his life if he fails to rescue him.

While he was hesitating, a strong wind came, and more than a dozen tumbles of tumbleweeds rolled with the wind. Most of the tumbleweeds blocked at the intersection were blown away in an instant.

No need to ask for help this time.

Ding Chi breathed a sigh of relief, put away his phone and approached carefully at the tumbled weeds. The remaining three tumbled weeds were quite large, but the stops were relatively scattered, which made a road about two meters wide between the tumbled weeds. Maybe we should speed up and run over?

Ding Chi was about to speed up at a distance of five meters, but suddenly stopped again.

No! This is a trap!

Although I don’t know what the intensity of the gust was just now, since so many tumblers were blown away, why did the three tumblers in front of me never move, and were nailed there like nails? Yes, these three tumblers are large in size, but they are also large in size and are impossible to move at all. Moreover, the seemingly messy layout of these three tumblers actually leave the passage for Ding Chi to escape very small... Could this ghost thing be really wise?

Ding Chi swung the strong light flashlight and repeatedly shining, carefully looking at the three tumbled weeds. He noticed that the part of the tumble weeds touching the ground, the rhizomes pierced deeply into the ground, and that was no different from other tumble weeds.

What does this thing rely on to determine whether the prey is close? Hearing? Touch? But it is definitely not vision, because this thing definitely has no eyes.

He looked down and looked at it. He lowered his head and picked up a piece of soil, weighed it, and threw it towards a ball of tumbled weed. Bang! The soil hit the tumbled weed and hit the ground, but the tumbled weed did not change at all.

Ding Chi felt that maybe he was too careful. At this moment, the branches of the tumbled grass that was hit began to be automatically free of wind. Some branches were shaking and some were stretched out. In a blink of an eye, the tumbled grass turned upside down, like a spider with countless legs. What's even more terrifying is that this thing seemed to sense Ding Chi and was moving slowly but extremely firmly towards Ding Chi.

Damn! This thing is so wise!

What made Ding Chi even more collapsed was that he didn't know how these tumbleweeds communicated. The other two tumbleweeds also turned into large-sized multi-legged spiders, and the blood-red tumbleweed behind him surrounded Ding Chi from all directions.

In the valley, all around the rock walls and steep slopes were blocked by the tumbleweeds wherever he could walk. Ding Chi had no way out at this moment. Even if Ding Chi was determined to fight hard, he didn't know how to fight. The weapons on his body were useless to deal with these tumbleweeds. The only useful thing was a windproof lighter... But what was so much for such a fire? Before he could light the tumbleweeds, his whole body had to be tied into a sieve, and then his body was dissolved.

After observing around, Ding Chi gritted his teeth and dared not to encircle him, he turned his head and ran towards the steep slope. He immediately lay down as he went up the slope and hugged his head with both hands. Whether he could survive depends entirely on whether he was lucky.

The steep slope was at least fifty degrees. Ding Chi rolled down from the top of the slope, breaking a small tree along the way, and there was no way to know how many holes he had cut through his whole body by stones. When he finally stopped on the slope, his clothes and pants were dirty, but he also broke many holes, looking like a beggar. Not only that, he had a big bag on his head, and there was nothing that was not painful on his body. Fortunately, his arms and legs were not broken, and he moved his movements and felt that he could still walk.

Ding Chi lay in the spot and hummed for a long time. Taotie repaired his injuries little by little. A few minutes later, he got up, identified the direction, and then limped towards the direction of the village.

While walking, Ding Chi muttered: "How can you bully me just by a thing? Ah? It's fine if monsters and people are all right, but now a bunch of grass can bully me? I can't bear it anymore!"

He felt ruthless, Ding Chi took twenty minutes to walk to the village. He did not go back to the house where he stayed, but went to the small shop that was still open. When he opened the door, the owner was startled. He was shocked when he saw Ding Chi's look. When he recognized Ding Chi as a guest who had been here during the day, the owner was amused: "Young man, why did you do this?"

"I fell... do you have alcohol in your house?"

The boss shook his head: "No...but I have a grassland king at home, do you want it? That's it." The boss pointed to the bottled white wine on the shelves.

"How many degrees?"

“Sixty-two.”

"Forget it, get me a few bottles of cheap bottled white wine, and then two bags of white sugar. Is there any alcohol cotton?"

"No, but I still have two packs of masks left here, do you want it?"

"Okay, I want it."

Ding Chi paid the bill with his mobile phone and carried a large convenience bag out of the convenience store. At this time, his lame right leg had recovered. He walked out of the village and arrived in front of his car. He turned off the engine, opened the gasoline cover, and found the plastic hose from the trunk. He turned around and poured the white wine in the bottles clean, stuffed some sugar, used the plastic hose to pull out the gasoline and put it into the bottle, and then stuffed it into a mask. This is the simple Molotov cocktail.

Ding Chi was so cruel this time that he would never give up until he burned the tumbleweeds.
Chapter completed!