Xiao Xiao's lips wriggled slightly, making a faint sound like a mosquito.
He never doubted the monster's hearing.
Moreover, the people around him were chatting happily and would not notice him.
…
"Baa baa~"
Qingxian nodded obediently.
"Qua~"
The frog god also nodded slightly to express his understanding.
Compared to Lingxing, who didn't know anything, it naturally understood Xiao Xiao's concerns after having been with humans for many years.
…
In fact, it is not accurate to say that Xiao Xiao was the first human to see it after it turned into a monster.
The first human being to see it...should be that child.
It's just that the child finally denied its existence.
…
It was a little boy about seven or eight years old.
He was probably a child with a naughty temperament. One day he rushed into the temple with a roar, shouting and cursing loudly from a distance outside the temple.
Footsteps came one after another.
…
The frog god was a little surprised.
After all, I haven't heard such a noisy sound in its temple for a long time.
…
It jumped up on the altar table and looked at the child with a somewhat condescending expression and sly eyes.
The little boy moved nimbly and trotted forward a few steps. Then, perhaps infected by the atmosphere in the temple, he slowly slowed down. The expression on his face gradually changed from panic to curiosity and surprise, with dark eyes.
The child wandered around.
The Frog God watched the little boy's every move with great interest.
…
The little boy cast his exploratory gaze on the high altar table, and happened to meet the frog god's gaze looking down.
little boy:……
Frog God:......
Immediately, the Frog God couldn't help but feel a little funny at the subconscious shrinking in his heart.
Since no human can see it, the child is naturally not surprised.
What is it nervous about?
…
But, "what a big-" frog.
The child's immature voice, which was full of joy and joy, was suppressed by the sudden shouting and scolding.
"Little bastard, I let you run!"
A deep and deep voice came, and a burly figure strode towards the child.
Immediately, a big hand with a cattail fan stretched out. The child was distracted by the big frog in front of him, so he was caught by the big hand and lifted up by the collar.
"let me go!"
The child struggled subconsciously, but when he accidentally turned his head and saw the dark face of the big man, his body froze and he immediately stopped all his movements.
His little face was filled with a flattering smile, "Dad."
…
"You brat, do you still dare to run?"
"You give me another run and have a look!"
The big man has a loud voice, especially when he is angry, it becomes even more majestic.
The child trembled, but muttered in his heart: Why don't you run and wait to be beaten? If you hadn't caught him, he would have wanted to run.
…
The child knew that the next severe criticism was unavoidable. However, he was "experienced in many battles" and had seen such scenes frequently, so he was not too scared. Even so, he still couldn't help but feel sad.
Yan.
"The child's father."
A gentle female voice interrupted the scolding that the big man was about to pour out, "This is the temple of the Rain God."
The originally patient child smiled gratefully at his mother and narrowed his eyes.
The middle-aged woman in coarse linen clothes glared at the child fiercely. She was not trying to excuse the child.
This child is getting more and more naughty. He needs his father to educate him well.
It's just that it can't be here.
This is the temple of the rain god worshiped by the village for generations.
To educate your children, it is better to go back home.
…
"...That's right, you brat, how dare you disturb Lord Rain God!"
"Go, I'll teach you a lesson when I get out."
With that said, the big man pressed the child's head and bowed respectfully to the statue of the frog god. Then he grabbed the child's back collar again and was about to carry the child out.
"Ah, wait."
The child yelled, and when his eyes moved wildly, he caught a glimpse of the frog squatting on the altar table.
Looking...interesting?
The child couldn't help but blink. Is he hallucinating? How could a frog have such a human expression?
But, this is it!
The child's eyes lit up and he thought of a good way to escape this lesson.
"dad!"
the child shouted.
"You brat, what are you yelling about? This is the temple of the Rain God!"
The big man roared.
Child:……
But the voice you speak now is louder than the voice he shouted just now.
The middle-aged woman also looked helpless.
…
"Dad, there is a frog on the altar table!"
"What a big frog."
"Maybe he is the incarnation of the rain god."
"Then I'm not lucky enough to see it?"
He is a person blessed by the rain god.
…
The child's abacus was very good, and the Rain God was respected by everyone in the village.
As long as my father believes that he is so lucky to see the incarnation of the Rain God, he will turn a blind eye to the troubles he has caused before, and just give him a few words of reprimand, and then everything will be over with thunder and light rain.
Therefore, for such a beautiful prospect, the child worked hard. Even though the back of his neck was a little strangled, he was dancing and talking, spitting, and completely unaware of the increasingly ugly expressions on the faces of the adults around him.
"enough!"
The big man shouted suddenly and interrupted the child's words.
This time, the middle-aged woman did not say anything to stop him, but looked at the child with a mixture of disappointment and worry.
...
The child who started talking but was suddenly stopped was a little confused.
He looked up at the big man blankly.
The big man seemed to be holding back and twitching his forehead.
"You little bastard, if you get into trouble, you must humbly admit your mistakes."
"If you do something wrong, you should apologize."
"But, never lie."
"Understand?"
The big man looked solemn and said in a deep voice.
"lie?"
The child looked confused and said, "I didn't lie."
"What did I lie about?"
The child was very aggrieved.
…
The more innocent the child's expression, the uglier the expression of the man and the middle-aged woman.
"Stone, there are no frogs on the altar table."
As a mother, she couldn't bear that her child would suffer so much in the end, so she spoke out to expose her child's lies.
She was a little confused, how could this child tell such an obvious lie this time when he was usually very clever?
…
"No?"
The child turned to look at the altar table. The frog was still squatting on the altar table, tilting his head and looking at him.
"Isn't it right there?"
The child stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the frog god, "There is a frog bigger than the lazy toad."
…
Seeing the child's anxious and doubtful expression, the man and the middle-aged woman looked carefully in the direction the child pointed.
But let alone frogs, they didn't even see anything that looked like a frog that would make children recognize it.
They can't find any rationale for their children's nonsense.