The dragon spirit has no experience in honey picking, but has poked hornet's nest when he was a child. Indigenous people occasionally risk being stung into pigs' heads to destroy small honeycombs, but they never dare to provoke larger ones.

A super hive like the one in front of him, the fully equipped firefighters were enough to choke, their group of bare-backed savages were simply sent to death in the past, and the little preparation that the dragon spirit did was even more ridiculous.

"Buzz!" A huge cloud of bees swept by, and countless tiny wings vibrated together, making a breathtaking sound.

"Goo!" Both humans and hairy savages, including dragon spirits, swallowed at the same time, and their faces showed fear.

"Withdraw, get out of here first!" Seeing the poisonous bees stirring, the dragon spirit was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly turned the pig's head and fled with his subordinates for nearly a hundred meters.

A group of people hid in the woods, both happy and frustrated, thinking that the mission was in vain, and they were waiting for the dragon to send a message to go home.

The dragon spirit doesn't want to give up, as a human being who is the spirit of all things, what problem can't be solved, can't he think of a way to deal with the bees?

He stood on the back of a pig, observing the movement of the poisonous bee colony.

I found that the shrubs in the mountain stream are luxuriant, the space is closed, and although it is sheltered from the rain, the air is not circulated, so it is a good place to smoke.

There were still a lot of animals moving in there, and the poisonous bees didn't attack them, so it seemed that as long as they didn't alarm them, they would be fine.

Moreover, bee colonies are not infested very often, and under normal circumstances, only a lot of poisonous bees fly around near the hive, and it is rare for large armies to be dispatched.

The poisonous bees that should have been patrolling just now noticed that a crowd was approaching early and returned to the nest to report the news, so the bee colony was dispatched in advance to prepare for possible enemies. Now that the humans are out of alert, the poisonous bees have also gathered their troops and returned to the camp.

"Hmph, didn't I find a loophole!"

The dragon spirit had an idea, smiled slightly, and said that he wanted to recruit warriors to sneak into the stream to smoke. When a group of humans heard this, their faces turned white, and the hairy savages couldn't understand human speech, so they didn't react.

Seeing that no one dared to go, the dragon spirit was not angry.

He was uneasy about sending someone else to do such a death, and he was worried that the fearful humans would mess things up.

Other people are afraid that their lives will be in danger if they are stung by a bee a few times, but his dragon spirit is different, he has real dragon blood and evil demons in his body, and I believe that even if he is stung by a poisonous bee ten thousand times, he will be fine.

The pain is inevitable, but it will never die, and if the foodies and demons are weak enough to be poisoned by bee poison, they might as well die by themselves.

This time, the dragon spirit planned to go out in person, but he couldn't rest assured that the canopy boar would leave him, and who knew what this fierce beast would do.

In the end, there was really no way, he pulled the big wild boar far away, tied it to a tree, fed it a big sip of wine, touched the pig's mouth and comforted: "You stay here and don't walk around, I'll come when I go." ”

He turned around and walked a few steps, then turned around and held the wine gourd and said, "Be obedient, wait for me to come back and give you a few more sips, obedient!" ”

The big boar stared at him, fanned his ears, and was stunned for a long time before he understood what he meant, hesitated, and fell to the ground.

"Okay, just like that, don't run around." The dragon spirit turned around and left the big boar step by step.

When he returned to the crowd, he led everyone to a small river and waited, while he and the two hairy savages covered their bodies with mud and sneaked over.

I have to say that Mao Savage is the best candidate to be cannon fodder, these strong human races have low IQs, straightforward personalities, and no messy ideas. As long as their master, Long Jing, spoke, he would not blink his eyes even if he went to the soup fire.

In fact, it wasn't the dragon spirit who bullied the honest man, if possible, he would go alone, but unfortunately he couldn't get so many fire materials himself, and he couldn't bring back too much honey, so he had to take two hairy savages to carry things.

Sneaking to the mouth of the mountain stream, he slowly climbed in from under the bushes, until he reached the bottom of the hive, and the poisonous bees ignored them, presumably treating them as ordinary beasts.

The heart that the dragon spirit was carrying finally let go, let the two hairy savages continue to lie on their stomachs, untied the basket from the back of the hairy savages, and poured out the oleoresin inside.

He lightly broke a number of branches to make a bonfire, and then took out the flint and lit the fire.

With the help of grease, the fire quickly rose, and the smoke billowed from the wet branches, and there was no wind in the mountain stream, so the smoke smoked directly above the hive.

The dragon spirit has seen what it is like to poke a hornet's nest, and the hornets flying like raindrops scare people crazy. If the scene of poking the hornet's nest is a leaking water pipe, the poisonous honeycomb poked this time is like a reservoir flooding!

Several torrents of water burst out of the hive, converging in the air, and soon formed a black cloud that was constantly changing shape. I saw the bee cloud pressing on the top, covering the sky and the sun, and the humming sound was like several helicopters parked overhead, and the eardrums of the dragon spirit were painful.

"Good guys!" He leaned over the pile of cigarettes and watched dumbfounded.

Fortunately, they were covered in mud and wrapped in smoke, and the swarm did not notice, except for the occasional few poisonous bees that flew by, but did not attack them.

The swarm frantically searched for the enemy, but could not bear the smoke, and finally could not bear the smoke, and a black cloud turned into a long strip and flew out of the mountain stream.

Seeing this, the dragon spirit was overjoyed, and hurriedly jumped up and continued to break branches and add fire to the fire, the smoke became thicker and thicker, and the whole mountain stream was filled with choking smoke, which completely drove the bee colony out.

He quickly climbed onto the stone beam, withstood the attack of scattered poisonous bees, and slashed the hive with a stone axe.

The hive was the size of a cement truck's drum, clinging to the stone beams and mountain walls, and it was a pure dream to cut them down by the roots. The dragon spirit will not be stupid enough to cut them all, he only needs to chop a few large pieces.

Under the chopping of the stone axe, the honeycomb flowed out sweet and sticky honey, and the dragon spirit licked the axe, a sweetness that he had never felt before, making him feel a lot more happy.

"Wild honey that is truly pure and natural, without a trace of pollution, is sweet to the heart."

He took a big bite and intensified his chopping, and piece after piece of honey-filled hives fell to the ground. The two hairy savages stuffed the honeycomb into their mouths as they picked up the honeycombs on the ground and loaded them into baskets.

"Hey, load up, don't patronize and eat." The dragon spirit scolded, turned his head and continued to chop, and suddenly saw a human face appear in the hive, and he was so frightened that he almost fell off the stone beam.

"This ...... Look, right? How can there be someone in the hive? He took a few steps back, blinked vigorously, and looked again, and sure enough, he was dazzled, and there was no face at all.

"It must be a young bee, I read it wrong."

There are a lot of young bees in the hive, which are like flesh bugs, and they are shaking together with their bodies exposed, which is really easy to dazzle.

The dragon spirit didn't care, and cut down a few large pieces, and saw that the Mao savages had filled the four baskets, so he jumped off the stone beam, covered the baskets tightly, and let the two savages rush out of the mountain stream on their backs.

As soon as they left, they saw the poisonous bee larvae in the hive writhing violently, and the shape of a human face composed of honey and larvae gradually appeared.

The man's face was finally finalized, it was a man's face, with an excited and crazy expression on his face, and if he looked closely, it was exactly the same as the face of the dragon spirit!

(Thanks to the book friend Merry Little Swordsman for the tip.) I have a broken hand, the code word is slow to death, there are few updates, and I am embarrassed to ask for a ticket and a reward. If you like it, just comment a few words, and I'll set it up for you. ）