These two sounds made my heart beat irregularly, and two layers of white sweat appeared on my body. Azambudan did not stop the curse in his mouth, turned to Papan and made a "stop" gesture, Papan wiped the sweat from his face with the back of his hand, then sniffed and nodded repeatedly. Over there, Azan JOKE is also getting closer and closer to us, and through the afterglow of the flashlight beam, we can see Kaohsiung gesturing at us, which means not to make a sound.

"Quack, quack, quack—" The sound that sounded like screaming and laughing came again, and this time Papan was mentally prepared, and did not shoot, and Kaohsiung and I shone two flashlights at the same time, and there were only a few big trees and weeds, taller than people, and I didn't see anything. BOTH AZAN MADE A "STOP" GESTURE TO THE PEOPLE WHO FOLLOWED THEM, AND AZAN BUDAN AND AZAN JOKE SLOWLY STEPPED FORWARD AND WALKED TOWARDS THE GRASS BETWEEN THE LARGE TREES. Kaohsiung bent over and ran over, and I asked him if he had seen anything, but Kaohsiung didn't answer, his eyes were only fixed on the weeds.

As we got closer, the more frequent the "quack" sound, but it began to become short and flustered, something like the sound of a duck being caught. THE TWO AZAN STOOD AT THE ENDS OF THE WEEDS ON THE LEFT AND THE RIGHT, AND AZAN JOKE HAD A STRING OF BEADS WRAPPED AROUND HIS HAND, WHICH WAS MADE OF THE THIGH BONE OF THE HEAD DESCENDER HE KNEW, AND HE WAS ALSO VERY STRONG. Azambudan turned around and pointed with his hand at the flashlight in my hand, then at the weeds, and then at the heavily. I immediately understood that he was trying to keep me shining a flashlight on the grass and not be able to leave.

"Gah-" The sound began to stretch out, and I could hear it like the screams of an injury, or a gunshot wound. Kaohsiung's flashlight overlapped with mine, and the spots of light hitting the grass appeared brighter. I saw something in the grass, and it seemed to be rolling back and forth, as if there was a big fish that had just jumped ashore. Papan pointed his gun nervously at the place, his eyes wider than a cow's. I didn't know what was inside, but I always felt as if I shouldn't have been shot so easily, and I was just about to whisper a warning when something suddenly appeared out of the grass, much like a gorilla or a baboon I saw in the zoo. The body is purple-red, with a head and limbs, and it is estimated to be more than a meter long, shorter and thinner than an adult.

Papin raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the thing, grinning his teeth, and I knew he was going to shoot, and quickly reached out to hold the barrel up from below. But he shot anyway, and the sound seemed to be louder than the shot just now, and it shook my hand numb, and I quickly let go, for fear of being injured by the bullet. The two Azan turned their heads to look at Papan almost at the same time, and although they couldn't see their expressions in the dark, they both felt angry.

"Don't shoot!" Kaohsiung whispered. Papin was so nervous that I could see that his hand was shaking, but luckily I had just ventured to reach out and hold the barrel of the gun, otherwise I might have been hit. The fuchsia thing in the grass was visibly frightened, and bent down again. The mantra of the two Azan had not stopped since the beginning of their recitation, and the things in the grass were still fluttering, stirring the grass in all directions. The two Azan got closer and closer, and finally stood less than five meters away from the grass.

Suddenly, the fuchsia thing bounced up again, and its feet kept jumping back and forth as if the ground was burning on the ground, and its arms were scratching and scratching at its body. Because it was moving so fast, I couldn't see what its head and facial features looked like. There was a big tree behind the grass, and the fuchsia thing ran two steps and hit the trunk of the tree, so he simply pressed his back against the tree, bent his hands and feet towards the back, and hugged the trunk at the same time, as if he had been tightly tied to the tree.

This time I saw clearly, this purple-red thing is very similar to a gorilla, I have heard Kaohsiung say about the rumors about the "mandrill", that is, the predecessor of the mountain spirit, but I have never seen it, after all, not everywhere can see mandrills. But now that I see it, I think it's probably a mandrill. The hands and feet are long, the head is also long, and the eyes may be very bright because of the light of the flashlight, like two lightbulbs that are energized. The whole body is covered with purple-red hair, some places are darker, some places are lighter, but there is no hair on the face, but the smooth skin is red and black, the nose is large and flat, the mouth is wide open, and you can't see the teeth in the mouth, only two sharp teeth on each side, and the appearance is very ugly.

AZAN JOKE STOOD STILL AND WAVED HIS HAND AT AZAMBUDAN, HE STEPPED FORWARD AND CAME TO THIS FUCHSIA ANIMAL, I WAS A LITTLE WORRIED, WILL THIS THING SCRATCH AZAN BUDAN, AND EVEN HUG HIM AND BITE AND GNAW, AND COME TO THE SAME END?

I moved the flashlight down, trying to look at the thing's chest, "Look at his face and eyes, you can't take it off!" Kaohsiung said immediately. I immediately moved the flashlight up again and shone it on the thing's eyes. Strange to say, the eyes of this thing seem to be completely unafraid of bright light, staring at the pillar of light, but judging by the expression, they are very frightened, as if they are very scared. It opened its mouth wide, squeaked and quacked, and its head turned sideways.

Azan Budan pressed the forehead of this thing with his right palm, and Azan JOKE next to him also stopped chanting and just watched from the side. A few minutes later, there was a pause in Azanbudan's mantra, he took a short breath, and immediately continued, and in less than half a second, the upper body of the purple-red creature suddenly leaned forward, as if it had been given a chance, and his hands were released from the posture of hugging the tree back, and he opened his arms and crossed his fingers to grasp Azanbudan's face.

AZAN JOKE QUICKLY CHANTED THE MANTRA AND GESTURED TO AZAN BUDAN AS IF TO SIGNAL HIM TO STAND BACK. The purple-red creature immediately put his hands behind the tree again, and in a state of great horror, Azanbudan stopped chanting, and turned and walked to me and Kaohsiung. At this time, Papan was still holding the gun at the fuchsia animal, Kaohsiung went over, slowly reached out and pressed down the body of his gun, facing the ground, and Papan put down the shotgun.

"Squeak squeak—" As the voice of Azan JOKE's chanting increased, the purple-red creature tried to twist its head to the side, as if the Azan JOKE standing opposite was its natural enemy, and was about to eat it, but it was firmly tied to the tree and had no way to escape. I saw that its head was about to twist off, almost facing behind me, and Kaohsiung and I kept shining on its eyes, which reflected white essence.

AZAN JOKE CHANTED FOR NEARLY TWENTY MORE MINUTES, AND THE PURPLE-RED ANIMAL'S EYELIDS DROOPED GRADUALLY, AS IF IT WANTED TO CLOSE ITS EYES, BUT SUDDENLY OPENED WIDE, AS IF A SLEEPY PERSON WANTED TO SLEEP, BUT COULDN'T. After repeating it several times, the purple-red animal's eyelids finally closed slowly, leaving only a thin slit, and I don't know whether to open or close. AZAN BUDAN SAT CROSS-LEGGED ON THE GROUND, TAKING DEEP BREATHS, AND AZAN JOKE DID NOT STOP CHANTING, BUT ALSO SAT IN FRONT OF THE TREE, CASTING A SPELL IN FRONT OF THE FUCHSIA ANIMAL.