There are many frogs on Phuket Island.

For example, the white-billed fish tail, which calls like a harrier eagle, can cure vitiligo by eating its meat; another example is the horns on the head, the dan book on the jaw, and the "drum building" that can remove hundreds of soldiers by taking it from the shade at noon on May 5; and the 'shrimp and mouse' that is two meters long, spits red gas in the mouth, and feeds on birds, insects, snakes and rats, and turns into red rocks when quiet, and so on.

Of course, the most common are the yellow-green-skinned, noisy amphibians that crawl between puddles and swamps. and the little frog that Iseni raised that can climb in mid-air, and is swift in and fro, and is used as a messenger by it.

But none of them can be compared with the one in front of Zheng Qing.

It squatted on the reef at the end of the bay, five meters tall, with a wide mouth and huge eyes, a big belly, and a body covered with short black soft hair, which slowly swayed in the cold wind.

In fact, it's inaccurate to call it a frog – at best, it has some of the characteristics of a frog – but on the other hand, whether it's the low sound of its abdomen or the suspicious hibernation of it, it brings it closer to the frog.

"Stand still and don't move!"

George Bernard Shaw's lips moved slightly, but his voice sounded very clearly in the ears of the two young wizards: "The descendant of Satogua likes to be quiet or not, whether it is himself or its prey...... So you'd better stand still and stay still. ”

The descendants of Satogua should be the name of the monster.

The two people, who had planned to quietly return to the cabin, had to freeze in place when they heard this, trembling and looking at the towering figure dozens of meters away. There was silence all around, and even the brass bells that hung on the bow of the ship were silent.

"What is it?" asked Zheng Qing softly.

The sound was unusually clear in the open environment, and it could be heard far beyond the water.

The giant frog, which had been sitting on the reef with its eyes closed, purred and turned its eyes towards the boat, revealing its large, translucent, golden pupils.

Through the pupils, the gaze that fell on the boat made the young public scholarship student cold.

There was no murderous intent, no cruelty, no tyranny, but no trace of kindness in those eyes, Zheng Qing seemed to see a world that was falling towards the ruins, as if he saw a mess of colorful lines entangled.

His temples throbbed hard, and a sharp tingling sensation pierced deep into his soul through his skull and cerebral cortex.

"Hmm......" The young wizard snorted, clutching his head, and knelt on the deck.

"I'm Ma Xuanhuang!"

A low incantation sound came from the direction of the old boatman, and a dark yellow streamer came first, instantly hitting the giant frog's newly opened eyes.

"Smack!" The crisp sound of a coin hitting the eggshell came into Zheng Qing's ears, his expression suddenly relaxed, and the stinging pain in his mind came and went quickly, and he went straight from hell to heaven in an instant, making him feel a violent palpitation.

From the time Zheng Qing looked at the giant beast's eyes to the time he got rid of the pain of the soul stabbing soul, the whole process didn't even take five seconds.

It was only then that Gypsy reacted, squatted down in panic, held Zheng Qing's shoulders with both hands, and asked repeatedly, "What happened?" Are you okay?!"

"It's okay," Zheng Qing grinned, pulling out a nonchalant smile: "I was just bitten by a mosquito......"

Elena knew that Zheng Qing was comforting her, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only frown and complain nervously: "What mosquito can bite you directly on the deck!"

Zheng Qing didn't care about the witch's complaints, he suddenly remembered something.

"Look at my eyes, are they turning red?" he looked at Yelena, his tone a little nervous.

After the first few times of stimulation and headache, there are often sequelae of red eyes, which makes Zheng Qing very annoyed. And each time his eyes turn red, the recovery time is getting longer and longer - the most recent one was on the day of the heavy snow festival, he accompanied Elena to the shore of Linzhong Lake to enjoy the snow, and was affected by the tower in the middle of the lake, causing both eyes to turn red.

The aftermath of that incident didn't really end until the end of the winter hunt, which lasted for almost a month.

So Zheng Qing is very sensitive to this now.

Elena is naturally aware of this situation.

"Black and white, very healthy. The corners of the witch's mouth curled, and she said to herself: "It's not like every time you accompany me, your eyes will turn red......

Zheng Qing silently put his head on the back, hehe twice, and didn't dare to answer.

At this time, silence is the best option.

The silent river bubbled outboard, carrying the light ferryboats, over the shore one after another of the tall rejuvenating poplars.

Because there is a huge bend ahead, the current is a little turbulent here, so the boat is a little faster.

After only a few words, the ferryboat crossed the end of the bend and began to turn. The giant creature crouching on the reef was able to reappear in the sight of the two young wizards.

Only then did Zheng Qing see that the old man George Bernard Shaw's spell just now did not directly hit the eye of the giant beast - he just thought that the old man's spell had burst the frog monster's eyeballs - the spell only blocked a thin veil outside the eyes of the giant beast, blocking its vision.

Turning around, the old boatman was holding the penny in both hands, his muscles tense, staring intently at the slowly reviving beast in the bend.

"What the hell. The old man muttered softly, holding his long fingers and gently rubbing the bamboo between his fingers: "This beast hasn't opened its eyes once in ten years...... What a big winter eye-opener......"

"Let's go down. Yelena whispered in Zheng Qing's ear.

Her hands were still on Zheng Qing's shoulders, and a rich and familiar fragrance filled the young wizard's nose.

Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds - he was not a hot-blooded person, and he was very self-aware, and he might not be able to help the old boatman on deck. But in the old man's position, it would be the worst if the old boatman really needed the help of the 'last straw' later, and there was no one around.

From another point of view, if the old boatman is defeated by that monster, will this small ferryboat and the thin deck of the cabin be able to block the monster's attack?

Zheng Qing felt that he would rather face the monster and be swallowed by it than hide in the cabin and tremble, praying that the ship would be safe when it was destroyed.

"Just step back. Zheng Qing paused and accepted half of the witch's suggestion—the two of them retreated back into the cabin, but he was half exposed outside the cabin, holding the long Remington Talisman in his hand, and aimed at the monster across the side of the ship.

"It's so far away, can you hit?" said Yelena's slightly worried voice behind the witch.

Zheng Qing is full of confidence in this.

"Don't worry," he poked his finger into the gray cloth bag and felt for a rune that swirled with red light all over his body, "I've hit it from a distance...... What's more, I also used special runes. ”