dragon hunter

Chapter 133 The Deadly Frog

"This place is too evil, even more lawless than war-torn areas in Africa." Hans the Bearded said in Chinese.

The flames were gradually extinguished, and there was a mess ahead. At this time, there were rustling sounds from deep in the woods.

"Everyone back away, something seems to have come out of the woods." I shone the light ahead, but unfortunately the fog was so thick that I couldn't see anything.

The bearded Hans shouted a bird's language, and the group of foreigners in front gathered here one after another.

A strange flute sound, distant and near, vague and uncertain, resounded in the mist.

The sound of rustling was getting closer and closer, and a group of dense figures appeared at the edge of the forest.

"My God, what a big toad, it's really scary." Jiang Qing covered his mouth with his hands, and took a step back in horror.

My heart tightened, and what appeared on the edge of the forest was a group of earth-gray toads, each of which was surprisingly big, at least two as big as ordinary toads.

"Be careful, these are blue-eyed toads, more poisonous than cobras." Mr. Lai looked wary.

Jiang Qing's face turned pale, and he immediately relayed the danger of the group of toads to the foreigners around him in English.

The foreigners were in an uproar, yelling in panic, they were just a group of doctors, and they didn't know how to deal with this situation.

"Quickly, pour all the remaining gasoline on the ground, and use flames to prevent the toad from approaching." I said hurriedly.

Jiang Qing acted as an interpreter, commanding the group of foreigners, using gasoline on the ground to pull out a protective line.

The cigarette butts were thrown on the ground, and a wall of fire was ignited in front of us. The raging flames prevented the group of toads from approaching.

"It's too dangerous here, let's leave immediately." The bearded Hans waved his arms and greeted his companions.

Gasoline has a limited burning time, and there are too many toads in that group, so they can't stop them for a long time.

"Be careful, they are coming." Asu looked scared, and ran over to hide behind me.

There were dense footsteps behind me, and I turned around in horror, and saw a group of figures holding hoes and iron forks, blocking our way.

The bald Azan played the flute and appeared behind the villagers, looking at us with a sly smile.

The local guide who was hiding at the side stood up timidly and asked the villagers with a bad look in Nanyang bird language.

The group of villagers on the opposite side all looked excited, waving the farm tools in their hands and chattering.

"They said that you are ominous people who have brought disaster to the village. Only when you are arrested, the fog will dissipate." Asu translated on the side.

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There was a scream from behind, my eyelids twitched, I turned around quickly, and saw a foreigner lying on the ground rolling, wailing incessantly.

"Give me the ointment quickly, he was sprayed by the venom of the blue-eyed toad." Mr. Lai reached out and asked me for the ointment.

I fumbled around my body for a while, and found that Zhen Qingyi had prepared a complete range of medicines, including ointments for preventing poisonous insects.

Lang Xingsong took out his pistol and pulled the trigger on the grass beside him. A toad that had crossed the fire wall and was hidden in the grass was shot to death.

The toxicity of the blue-eyed toad was very strong, and the face of the foreigner who was rolling on the ground turned purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, Zhen Qingyi's ointment was very effective, and the group of foreigners also had a lot of first-aid medicine. The unlucky guy on the ground, although the skin on his back was severely corroded, he finally saved his life.

Before everyone breathed a sigh of relief, there was clamor from the villagers behind them. The bald-headed Azan was chattering, and he didn't know what to say. The group of villagers seemed to be beaten up and rushed towards us.

"Big Azan said, you are all demons, catch you and sacrifice to Amran, and the curse will not come." Asu tugged at the corner of my clothes nervously.

"Damn it, I asked you to provoke me." Lang Xingsong hated that big Azan's viciousness, raised his pistol, and fired a bullet at the opponent.

Da Azan dodged the bullet nimbly, chanting a spell, his head suddenly broke away from his body, and flew towards this side.

The foreigners on the side have seen such weird things there, making noise like a flock of ducks, running around uncontrollably.

"It's terrible..." Jiang Qing couldn't see a trace of blood on his face, his body trembled slightly, and he leaned towards me subconsciously.

I quickly formed seals with both hands, using the Yang fire on my shoulders to draw the air of the earth veins, trying to use the earth seals to burn the headless body of the Great Azan.

Mr. Lai took out a handful of copper coins, wiped them in his hand, and a short sword of copper coins appeared in his hand.

The flying head was very flexible, dodging the bullets fired by Lang Xingsong several times, and the weird smile on his face was chilling to see.

"Fen!" I put my hands together, and a flame ignited on the opposite side, swallowing the headless body of Da Azan.

The Flying Head screamed, obviously he didn't expect that we still have this kind of means, thinking that standing behind the villagers, his body is very safe.

However, Nanyang magic is really weird, the flying head turned around, rushed to the group of villagers behind him, and sang a series of birdsong.

A black and thin young man took out a machete and cut off the heads of the villagers around him, spraying blood all over his body.

There was a commotion in the surrounding villagers, and they all stopped, looking at the scene in front of them in horror, as if they didn't understand why the respected Da Azan would kill his own people.

Flying Head ignored the villagers and landed on the headless body. Thick black smoke rose from the fracture.

After a while, he twisted his neck, the black smoke dissipated, and the head actually grew back, without a single scar on the joint.

At this moment, his body shook, and a flower of blood burst out from his heart.

"Baby boy, let's see if you die this time." Lang Xingsong held the pistol in both hands, and said bitterly.

Da Azan lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the blood hole in his heart, screamed unwillingly, and fell to the ground.

The Nanyang youth on the side screamed strangely, and rushed towards this side with the scimitar in his hand.

As soon as I moved, I was ready to meet and teach the Nanyang monkeys how to behave, and held my arm with one hand.

"I'll just go, pay attention to the group of toads behind you." Mr. Lai said, holding a copper coin sword.

Lang Xingsong pulled the trigger twice, and the gun in his hand rang empty. He cursed and fumbled for the magazine on his body.

There was some commotion behind them, the group of foreigners chattered, their voices sounded very flustered.

"The firewall is about to go out, think of a way." Lang Ying ran over anxiously.

"Do you still have gasoline in your hands?" I grabbed the bearded Hans and asked hurriedly.

The bearded man looked blank. He is not very fluent in Chinese. I spoke too fast, so I guess he didn't understand.

Jiang Qing was on the side, recounted it in English, looked ahead, and stamped his feet anxiously.

"No more, that's the bus's spare gasoline, and it's all used up." The bearded Hans said with a bitter face and spread his hands.

I looked at the gradually weakening wall of fire, and the densely packed toads behind me, bubbling with anxiety.

"The flute, Da Azan's flute, can control toads." Asu hid behind me and said timidly.

"Too bad, I hope the flute has not been burned." My face changed, the flute was on Da Azan, I don't know if it was burned by the earth fire.

"I'll go and have a look." Lang Ying pulled out a dagger and ran over there quickly.

A scream sounded, I looked nervous, and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the thin black man holding a scimitar, clutching his broken arm and screaming on the ground, I was relieved.

Mr. Lai was covered in blood, picked up the machete on the ground, and yelled at the shocked villagers, and the group of short, black and thin villagers dispersed.

"The flute is made of copper, so it's not broken." Lang Ying let out a joyful cry, and ran towards this side quickly.

"Asu, do you know how to use that flute?" I turned around and asked the little girl behind me.

"I know, I secretly listened to the big Azan playing." Asu bit his lower lip and nodded vigorously.

"Try it!" Lang Ying handed the copper flute to Asu, with a look of anticipation on his face.

Asu took the flute, put it to his mouth, and played it lightly. It was not very smooth at first, but gradually the melody became smoother.

A miracle happened, the group of toads crowded at the edge of the forest retreated one after another after hearing the sound of the flute.

Like the sea water at low tide, the large densely packed toads retreated into the depths of the dense forest and disappeared in the thick fog in less than a minute.

"Asu, great job, you are amazing." I gave a thumbs up and praised.

The immediate crisis was finally resolved, and the group of foreigners clapped and hugged each other as if they had survived the catastrophe, to relieve the pressure in their hearts.

The bearded Hans wiped the sweat from his forehead, heaved a long sigh of relief, looked at me and said, "This village is too dangerous. We decided to set off after lunch and leave here."

"Do you want to give up this mission?" Jiang Qing frowned slightly.

"That group of villagers are too unfriendly, we have to learn to be flexible and ensure our own safety first." The bearded Hans gestured his hands.

I stared into the depths of the fog. The bearded men can give up the mission, but we can't. We can't leave here until we solve the undead monk.

After lunch, the group of foreigners were already preparing their luggage, but a small accident prevented them from making it.

The local guide who led the way disappeared. If the weather is usually sunny, this is not a big problem, and it is not a deep mountain or old forest. If you grope slowly, you can always get out.

It is a pity that the current situation is special, and the surrounding area is covered with thick fog. If there is no experienced guide to lead the way, it is easy to walk into the depths of the dense forest and get lost.

The bearded Hans looked frustrated and cursed. He probably had a very bad impression of the locals in Nanyang.

"Doctor Jiang, it was the best choice for you to leave with the medical team, but since you can't leave, you must follow us closely and be careful." I walked over to remind Jiang Qing.

"Thank you, I will take care of my own safety." Jiang Qing smiled gratefully.

Asu ran by. This little mixed-race girl was very hardworking. She helped us prepare lunch after busy work.

(End of this chapter)