I only heard the wind howling in my ears, the pillar "clicked" and broke, and the whole person fell into the river.

After my back was in the water, the huge slapping force made me feel uncomfortable, my ears, mouth, and nose were all filled with water, and I struggled to flutter twice, feeling that my eyes were dark, and the whole person fainted.

When I woke up, I found my uncle lying on the side, and I was in the grass, with a familiar figure facing away from me.

Uncle Mingda!

Ping's daughter-in-law's husband, Uncle Mingda, was lying in a huge bunch of reeds, seemingly peeking at the other side.

The movement after I woke up disturbed him, and Uncle Mingda made a silent gesture to me, and whispered, Xiaopi, if you want to live, don't make noise.

Did Uncle Mingda save us?

During the day, Ping's daughter-in-law threw their child into the Yellow River and died, he impulsively wanted to kill Ping's daughter-in-law, and Ping's daughter-in-law wanted to kill me, why was I saved by him again?

After the great change, I seemed to have grown up, and immediately resisted the urge to cry, and carefully lay down next to Uncle Mingda, pushed aside the reeds, and looked in the direction he was peeking.

The direction he was looking was the wax crossing.

The villagers at the wax crossing are gone, and the broken pillars and the ashes of the burned incense and candles are still there.

It was early in the morning, and the moonlight was hazy, but it was visible. In the fog, a man sneaked up from the entrance of the village, and that person was the man in the felt hat who called himself the yellow-eyed rake.

The yellow-eyed rake didn't know what was going on, and somehow came to the wax road entrance again.

When Uncle Mingda saw him coming, he gritted his teeth and snorted coldly in a low voice, Master, you are really unkind!

Is the yellow-eyed rake Uncle Mingda's master?

I saw that Huang Yan raked down the bamboo basket on his back and took out a stick, which was as long as a child's arm. He pulled the stick to both ends, and after a few strokes, the stick gradually became longer, like a trick, and finally a long fishing rod grew. He put an object on the end of the stick, like the liver of an animal, and then the yellow-eyed rake threw the stick into the air, and the stick stabbed into the Yellow River in the moonlight like a sword off the string.

The river water at the mouth of the wax road rotates and is turbulent, and the bottom is not visible, and the villagers take a detour to fish on weekdays.

I thought that the fishing rod would be submerged in the river in an instant, but what I didn't expect was that the fishing rod stood on the river in a daze, and the bottom of the fishing rod formed a dark hole, and the surrounding Yellow River water seemed to flow around the fishing rod, and it was impossible to touch it at all.

That scene is very similar to the water beads in the mythological story that my grandfather told me.

From such a distance, I could feel the excitement of the yellow-eyed rake.

He took out a strangely shaped whistle from the bamboo basket, put it in his mouth and blew it, and in an instant, my ears heard the sound of "minions......", and the yellow-eyed rake blew and danced strangely on the shore.

The sound was first rapid, then melodious, and then extremely rapid.

The fishing rod seemed to obey the command of the yellow-eyed rake to play music, and began to shake on the surface of the water, like a drunken person, swinging from side to side, and the surrounding Yellow River water also became more and more turbulent with the shaking of the fishing rod, flowing faster and faster, with the fishing rod as the center, forming a huge whirlpool.

The yellow-eyed rake whistle sounded louder, and the whirlpool became more urgent.

Suddenly, the rod stood still.

From the bottom of the Yellow River, a monster suddenly crawled out.

It is said to be a monster, but it is actually a bullfrog, but the bullfrog is extremely large, and its size is comparable to a large round table in the countryside.

I've never seen a bullfrog this big, and when I fish for frogs with my friends, the biggest one I've ever seen is like a bowl. Suddenly, something huge came out from the bottom of the Yellow River, and I was extremely frightened in my heart, and I was about to open my mouth to scream, but Uncle Mingda glared at me angrily, and I had to hold the sound into my stomach.

It is blue and black, with a white belly, bulging eyes, mucus skin, and strong limbs, bulging belly, and making a strange and dull "......cooing" sound.

Seeing this, the yellow-eyed rake was overjoyed, and took out a red rope in his hand for no reason, his excited hands trembled a little, and the whistle in his mouth kept blowing.

At the call of the whistle, the bullfrog seemed to be paralyzed, holding the rod on all fours, motionless. The fishing rod, like a man, paddled straight through the water, towards the shore.

The whistle in the mouth of the yellow-eyed rake became more and more urgent, and I seemed to have my eardrum about to be broken, so I had to cover my ears.

The bullfrog followed the fishing rod to the shore, and the yellow-eyed rake eyes gave off a strange light, stopped whistling, held the red rope, and jumped towards the bullfrog from the ground.

Who knows, the bullfrog woke up suddenly, his stomach bulged, and he made a huge "partridge ......", suddenly threw down the fishing rod, opened his bloody mouth, and bit towards the yellow-eyed rake, the yellow-eyed rake's face changed greatly, and he wanted to hide to the side, but he couldn't dodge, and the bullfrog bit off one of his legs with one mouth.

With a violent wail from the yellow-eyed rake, I saw the blood on his leg suddenly spurt into the air.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but let out an "ah", but before the sound came out, Uncle Mingda covered his mouth tightly.

In the case of such a tragic injury, he suddenly had an iron pipe like a bamboo tube in his hand, and inserted it towards the bullfrog with his backhand, and the bullfrog did not have time to dodge, and suffered a tube in the abdomen, and the head of the pipe was bleeding, and the whole body shook on the shore.

The yellow-eyed rake crawled forward like crazy, trying to escape.

But the bullfrog sprang up from the ground, pounced on the yellow-eyed rake, and then, opening its mouth-like like the lid of a pot, swallowed the golden-eyed rake into its stomach in one gulp.

After swallowing the yellow-eyed rake, the bullfrog dragged the blood stains like a drunken man, and swayed towards the bank of the Yellow River, but after jumping for less than two steps, it seemed that he could no longer hold it up, and lay on the ground and did not move.

I couldn't stand the stimulation, and I screamed in spite of Uncle Mingda's hand covering my mouth.

Uncle Mingda was full of joy, let go of me, and said excitedly, Golden Leopard Frog, it's Lao Tzu!

Then he got up from the ground, picked me up like a puppet, and strode towards the wax crossing.

That bullfrog is called the golden leopard frog?

Uncle Mingda carried me to the shore, danced excitedly, and took out the black powder from the bamboo basket abandoned by the yellow-eyed rake on the shore, and the powder, the yellow-eyed rake had been applied to my face, and I remember what he called it old-age fly droppings.

A strong stench hit again.

Uncle Mingda put the powder on my face despite my struggle, and I was almost faint from the smoke.

To my bewilderment, the golden leopard frog was already dying, but it seemed to smell the smell of fly droppings, and opened its huge eyes, and looked at me greedily, as if I were an incomparably delicious food, ready to devour me at any moment.

Uncle Mingda threw me in front of the golden leopard frog, pinched the yellow eye rake and the red rope in his hand, stayed aside extremely nervously, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed from his forehead, and muttered in his mouth, It's good that the golden leopard frog is not dead, it's good if it's not dead, eat this rabbit cub, eat him, and you can spit out gold coins.

I struggled to get up and run, but Uncle Mingda kicked me in front of the golden leopard frog and couldn't move.

The golden leopard frog struggled to make a "whirring" sound in its mouth, its forelimbs trembled slightly, and the muscles of its hind limbs tensed.

As soon as I looked at this formation, I thought to myself, the frog jumps, it is all hind limb force, and in this situation, it must jump up and eat me!

Really.

The golden leopard frog opened its mouth and lunged at me.

At this moment, he heard "Ah! With a scream, the black shadow in front of him flickered, and Uncle Mingda actually covered his head and rolled between me and the golden leopard frog, and then, the year-old fly feces powder like the Heavenly Maiden scattered flowers were all sprinkled on Uncle Mingda's head.

Turning his head, Tong Tianwang was holding a wooden stick, his face was pale, and he was panting behind.

He sneaked up on Uncle Mingda!

The golden leopard frog was about to pounce on me, but at this moment, it seemed to smell the smell of Uncle Mingda's old fly feces heavier than me, and it actually bit Uncle Mingda's neck with one mouth, and Uncle Mingda's body was completely separated and died crookedly on the side.

Tong Tianwang jumped over, grabbed the iron pipe that had been inserted into the golden leopard frog, and thrust it into the golden leopard frog.

The golden leopard frog was in pain, and with a shake of its body, it shook off the iron pipe, and at the same time, its huge hind legs also hit Tong Tianwang. Tong Tianwang spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The golden leopard frog writhed its waddling body, "poofed", and jumped into the Yellow River.

Completely gone.

Tong Tianwang covered his chest, cursed and cursed in his mouth, and struggled to get up from the ground to get the iron pipe.

Before I could react, the sound of gongs and drums and metal cymbals sounded in my ears, and the village was blazing with fires and messy footsteps, as if someone was coming at us.

Tong Tianwang's face changed sharply, and he scolded your ancestors, and his mother came again. Then, I grabbed me, who was completely confused, and ran forward like crazy with the iron pipe in my armpit.