Fuwa is not easy to mess with when she is three years old

The little frog swung the shovel very quickly, and immediately shoveled out a large plate from the pot and displayed it in front of everyone.

"It's all good stuff, but it's a pity that there isn't much oil. If you fry it, it will be more fragrant."

Hu Xiuju in the village is a very old lady. There have been no locust plagues in the village for many years, and she is the only one who has seen it.

Although she was old, she did not delay gaining weight. The wrinkles on her face were not obvious because of her fleshy flesh, and she wobbled with a slightly protruding belly when she walked.

The old lady approached the pot and the little frog from the crowd, and the walking stick in her hand tapped the ground at regular intervals.

The old lady walked and said.

"Fried locusts, we ate them when we were ten years old. At that time, we didn't live here, but we had to go south. All the crops and food were eaten, and even the beams of the house were gnawed. Some of the children's clothes were bitten by insects, and holes were exposed, and some ears and eyelids were bitten, and they were bleeding."

"I don't know which baby's parents got angry, or they were too hungry, so they simply fought with them. They ate crops, and we ate them. Later, the villagers survived by relying on this. Eat up a plague of locusts.”

The old lady approached while recalling the glorious past.

She wanted to show everyone here that these young people have never suffered, so they are picky and picky, even the way they eat.

The old lady said bitterly: "In the future, do you want to choose a beautiful one for the corn, but eat the good-looking one first? Put it in the steamer and then paint the corn with blush, how can it be more delicious?"

With that said, he had already walked in front of the little frog.

The little frog is happy, it's good, there is an old lady to help, and the plan of Shangxian to cure food with food is still interesting.

——Who told this locust to die completely only if it is eaten.

Hu Xiuju was old and her eyes were blurred. She pinched one with her fingertips and looked carefully at this long-lost gadget.

Hey, look at this square little head, brown and crispy little wings, and these round and lovely six buttocks.

—Six asses?
After all, Hu Xiuju was an old man, she was very calm, she didn't hold a strange object and throw it out like a child, but closed her eyes and fell limply.

The brothers from the Du family came up to support the old lady, and the little frog opened its mouth wide open.

Scared and confused?I thought it was a friendly army, but it turned out to be making trouble.

Once the old lady was confused, the crowd exploded.

The man from the Niu family was the first to jump out, and he spoke sternly and honestly.

"This locust cannot be eaten."

Little Frog: "Why can't I eat it?"

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful and squeezed it into his mouth in front of everyone.Cracking and chewing makes others look disgusted and smell delicious.

The little frog said: "I ate it, it's good."

The man from the Niu family calculated that the child on the opposite side was also from the temple, so he didn't even understand this, and said: "Locusts are also immortals, just like Huang Daxian. When they come, it will be a disaster from heaven. Punish people. It’s fine to drive them away, but if you want to eat them again, the villagers will suffer a lot.”

There was a sudden silence in the crowd. Some people recalled the legends that had been told since their childhood. The details are not clear, but the fear of being dominated by terrible bedtime stories has always been in the hearts of the villagers, and it can't be dissipated for a long time. go.

The man seemed to be very reasonable, and said: "The village respects you as Master Jinchan, who is from the temple. So you think, you are a capable person, and you have merits and virtues whether you eat insects or whatever. , the merits and demerits balance out. The village is all ordinary people, if they eat it and get entangled by the locust fairy, there will be something wrong, so what can be done."

Although the people around him didn't agree with him, some people began to shake their heads slowly following his words.

……

Du'an Lu was flying outside the small mud courtyard.

After the first wave of insect swarms passed, Duan Lu thought it would be fine, but the locusts also knew that they had changed their tactics and stopped crowding at her place.The newborns with legs, as long as they can run and chew, are scattered around.

There was an insect-proof net in the crop field, and the locusts seemed to know that the insect-proof net was a hard nut to chew, so they simply gave up the crops and went directly to the houses of each family.

Many houses in the village are still made of mud and straw. Not only have the straw on the roof been eaten away, but the houses will become chimneys reaching the sky.Even the walls are mixed with straw. If the grass core is eaten away, the house will be like a wooden house that has been eaten away by termites. A pile of dust.

Duan Luyan watched the locusts on the ground change their routines, and chased after them with a racket.

From one-point combat to multi-point combat, her pressure is even greater.Just now he was able to use his spiritual power to create a whirlwind and gather the half-dead corpses of the bugs in one place, waiting for the little frogs to harvest them.After fighting more, I really pressed the gourd and picked it up. The bugs on this side were just killed, and the ones on the other side were almost resurrected.

When Duan Lu swatted it with a fly swatter, he felt that the effect was reduced by two points.

...Although she discovered that her upper limit of spiritual power reserves had increased a few days ago, she still couldn't stand the locust's wheel battle after all!

Duan Lu wished he could rush down and eat all the locusts, but the fairy was flying around like she was going to a concert, too busy to open her mouth!
Didn't the little frog bring the locusts into the small mud yard?
Duan Lu wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, thinking.

Villagers, give me some strength, eat quickly!

In the small mud courtyard, the discussion was in full swing, and the little frog became a new target.

What will be retribution after eating, the saint does not understand mortal affairs, and all kinds of remarks come out.People refuse to eat a strange bug in a cauldron.

If the little frog wants to be reasonable, someone will push the unconscious Hu Xiuju to show the big guys.

Look, the person who tried to blaspheme the Locust Immortal has already suffered a backlash.

Little Frog has always played roles that are not human inside and out, but in the past he only felt embarrassed, but now he is so anxious to go to the house.

Seeing the fried locusts "slowly" come over, their calves trembling, and there were signs of resurrection, the little frog returned the locusts to the pot with sweat profusely, delaying the time for them to jump up and down.

It was at this time that Ling Runyun came to Xiaowa's side.

He looked at the cooking shovel in the little frog's hand, and the really uncomfortable locust shape, and asked.

"Why do you have to eat locusts? Isn't there food in reserve?"

There are more than just ones, they can be piled up into mountains.There are a few sacks in this small mud courtyard, but they are just a drop in the bucket of Duan Lu's space reserves.

The little frog thought that perhaps the Shangxian did not send all the food in because he expected that there were too many locusts and he could not digest them.