However, it turns out that monsters really exist in this world, and he is so lucky to have the ability to see monsters, which is the most novel-like development.
…
"Quack~"
"Baa baa~"
Frog God and Lingzi naturally disagree with Xiao Xiao's words. In their view, one code equals another, and they don't care about the process, they only care about the results.
As far as the results are concerned, Xiao Xiao has indeed provided them with a lot of help, which is their truest feeling as recipients.
…
Xiao Xiao smiled helplessly.
Then, changing the topic, and it was indeed a question in his heart, and probably a faint worry in his heart, he asked: "Little frog, your size has become smaller, why?"
"Baaaa?"
The eyes on the back of Qingzi tried to look up to the top of the head, indicating that he was also confused.
…
"Qua~"
The Frog God was a little stunned, but he didn't expect that Xiao Xiao would ask him just what he had said in a complaint before.
Human beings are still as sharp as ever.
It suddenly felt a little emotional.
…
"Quack~"
However, the reason for this cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.
These are all things of the past.
And, it's not a big deal.
As if because of the memories, the Frog God's eyes couldn't help but look a little distant.
Are you sure you want to listen?
The frog god asked.
…
"Baa baa~"
Xingxing nodded eagerly, willing to listen to what its friends had to say.
In the past, the frog god would always tell him stories.
Talk about the outside world, humans, and interesting legends.
This time, Qingji also thought that the frog god was going to tell a story.
It’s been a long time since I heard the frog god telling stories, so I felt a bit impatient.
…
Since Xiao Xiao asked this question, he naturally didn't mind spending a little more time listening to the frog god's answer.
The frog god gave him good senses.
Thinking of the first time he saw the frog god, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
And the little frog always looks serious but clumsy, and he can't stop smiling.
He was a little concerned about the fact that the frog god had become smaller.
…
"Qua~"
Since Xiao Xiao and his friends are willing to listen, then he will talk.
It has nothing to hide about this.
The frog god smiled inexplicably and began to speak slowly.
…
"Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack~"
The story is not complicated.
The Frog God was once the patron saint of the villagers.
However, it was not born as a god, but was later enshrined as a god by chance.
…
That year, there was a severe drought in the village, the river dried up and the earth cracked.
The sun was scorching in the sky, and large tracts of crops in the fields were burned to death.
Seeing that there was no harvest left, the faces of the villagers slowly showed despair.
…
At that time, it was just an ordinary frog.
He has been living in a pond next to the village with other frogs.
However, due to severe drought, it watched one frog after another die.
It is frightened and frightened.
The feeling of lack of water is even more suffocating.
The despair of the villagers is also its despair.
…
At this time, a Taoist priest visited this village.
He went to the village chief and said he had a way to pray for rain.
It's just that he needs high returns.
…
After discussing with the villagers, the village chief agreed.
Because the whole village has nowhere to go.
…
It's not like they haven't thought about leaving.
The older generation is willing to coexist with the village.
They are already old and can no longer walk.
Moreover, this is their roots, the place where they have lived all their lives, and they are unwilling to leave their hometown.
However, the children are still young.
Their lives shouldn't end so early.
…
However, leaving is just a thought.
This area is a drought-stricken area.
They neither have enough water nor know the way, so how can they get out of this desperate situation?
…
It's too late after all.
No one expected that this drought would be so severe.
By the time it was discovered, everything was beyond repair.
Therefore, even though they knew that the Taoist priest in front of them was probably just a swindler trying to swindle money, the villagers still had a faint hope in their simple hearts.
Maybe, this Taoist priest really has a solution?
Then, they would not hesitate to spend all the property in the village.
...
They are willing to give everything for a small chance of survival.
…
There is only one frog left in this pond.
Looking at the corpses scattered everywhere at the bottom of the dry pond, the little frog had an expressionless face and his eyes were filled with gray.
All the creatures in the pool were dead.
Silent eyes looked at the overly bright sky, reflecting the dry and cracked world.
…
The village is different today.
The noise came from the village that had been silent for a long time.
Even though the little frog had little strength, he still couldn't hold back his curiosity and jumped towards the village with all his strength.
Maybe it's a glimmer of hope in my heart.
…
The little frog saw the Taoist priest.
He has a delicate face, white face and no beard, and a loose Taoist robe, which makes him look like an immortal.
However, there was no compassion in those slender eyes, only cunning and greed.
The little frog intuitively disliked this human being.
It was a little disappointed, it thought...
Why? In fact, it doesn’t even know.
…
The little frog didn't pay attention to the strange high platform in the village.
It's leaving.
But I heard a loud shout: "That's it!"
…
Then, it was caught.
It was offered on a high platform.
It suddenly felt a pain in its body, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Is it dying?
It turned its eyes slightly and discovered that there were many carcasses of other animals around it.
It looked at the dancing human beings in front of it and seemed a little surprised.
But nothing matters anymore.
It knows that it is going to die.
...
But, "Click~"
A thunder struck across the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened.
Soon, the rain began to fall.
The last thing the little frog realized was the coolness of the raindrops hitting his body, the pain of the wound, the hoarse and choked yells of the villagers, and the faint cry of the human woman.
…
The little frog thought it was dead, but unexpectedly it was alive again.
But it's no longer just a frog.
It became a monster.
…
The village at that time survived because the heavy rain solved the disaster.
The little frog has been worshiped by the village for generations.
…
Even though the little frog died unexpectedly, he did not hate the people in the village.
It was the Taoist priests who killed it, not the villagers.
But the Taoist priest was nowhere to be found.
And even though he was ignorant, the little frog understood that the villagers' offerings were important to him.
Therefore, it has stayed in the village and helped the people in the village to the best of its ability.
It just became a monk halfway and didn't understand anything. It just felt that except that the villagers could no longer see it, there was no difference between it and the original one.