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

Chapter 93

Duan Lu really heard something amazing, and immediately felt a shock all over her body, as if someone had thrown her from the good July into the severe winter.

Bending down and grabbing a small stone, he popped it out with his fingertips.

It hit the springy emerald green frog legs with a "snap".

The little frog suddenly suffered from the pain, and with a crisp cry of "Ouch", it jumped up half a person's height, and fell back into the rushing river with a "plop".

But the little frog is naturally very good at water, and within a short while, a small triangular head emerged from the water.

He said: "Shangxian don't want to get angry, it's just a joke."

After all, he grinned and apologized.

Duan Lu was also a little confused, she just felt that the scene just now was too weird, if it was just for laughing, it would be okay there.

if not...

Duan Lu said: "It's a terrible joke. Next time I make such a joke, my brothers will probably be able to eat fried frog again."

When the little frog heard this, he broke out in a waterfall of sweat.But fortunately, I am in the water now, and the immortal can't see it.

Then he smiled and muddled through.

Duan Lu said: "I still have something to do at home, you can play by yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and left, only the little frog was left. He slowly swam up, put on his clothes, and took the heavy gold parcel in his hand.

He had a thought of running away with the money, but the scene of the frying pan in his mind immediately fried this thought until it was golden and crisp, and then he digested it by himself.

It is said that Du'an Lu went home, naturally he was looking for Na He Lai.After walking for a while to the door of the house, he saw that the door of He Lai's house was open.

I thought it was due to heatstroke and opened the door to ventilate, but when I entered the room, there was no sign of He Lai.

The bed was empty, but the quilt was neatly folded.

I searched around the house but couldn't find He Lai's figure, and asked the coachman again, he said that He Lai ran to the backyard early in the morning, with a very bad face.

When Duan Lu heard about it, he turned around and went to the backyard.

Seeing that the small soil bag on the ground seems to have been carefully decorated, the original potholes are very smooth, the small soil bag is really like a small toy piled up by a child, it looks like the door is tied with a small bamboo stick half of the fence.

There were also some bamboo sticks scattered around, Duan Lu picked them up, and continued to tie the fence while cursing in his heart.

Where did this come from? After finishing half of the work, where did I go to play.

Still waiting for him to use his magic power to draw circles on the ground so that he can let himself go in and have a look.

With so many villagers, the space in this small muddy yard must not be small, and there must be basic living facilities, such as pools and toilets. Although they don't need to be durable, they are still necessary.

Wanting to confirm, Duan Lu wanted to see if he could draw a circle with his spiritual power and enter the space in the small muddy yard in front of him.

She closed her eyes, and the gurgling spiritual power flashed before her eyes like flowing water, and when she stretched out her finger again, a light blue ball of light was attached to it.

Converging the light spheres into one point, Duan Lu imitated He Lai and drew a circle in front of the small soil bag, but...

When my hand touched the ground, I found that the soil layer in front of the bag was moved by the spiritual energy, and a little white was exposed under the soil.

Duan Lu was puzzled, and stretched out two small hands to pull away the top soil scraper, revealing a bulging... which seemed to be a paper bag.

After picking it up in my hand, I realized that it was a slightly thicker envelope. The words on it were not very beautiful, and it was written squarely——

"Duan Deer kisses."

Duan Lu was puzzled.It must be He Lai's handwriting to be able to be buried in this place and use spiritual power to disperse the soil layer above.But why do you have to write a letter to say it?

They all live in the same yard, so it's so difficult to shout twice?

Thinking like this, Duan Lu opened the envelope.

The handwriting is messier than the one on the envelope, but overall it is neat and easy to read.After writing some strange words, Duan Lu read the whole article and summed up the most important information.

——The mud yard has been completed, staying in the village is boring, I want to go out and play for a while.

Uh, why is this incomprehensible, and he ran away without knowing how to open the door.Such a big thing as the locust plague does not help to fight against it.

Why did he run away alone.

Duan Lu Haoxuan threw the envelope on the ground, but He Lai's letterhead was very short, but there was a large picture with words and pictures attached to it.

The latter one is very neat, and the strokes are smooth.The ink stains are slightly grayer than the letter paper, so they should have been written and drawn earlier.

The above painting is very simple, a circle with a small tail protruding from the upper left corner.

The words are very complicated, and the eight sentences in the antithesis, like a poem, made Duan Lu, who has always been tired of studying, dizzy.

Duan Lu read it with difficulty: "Operation...uh,...the power of effort..."

She was squatting on the ground "studying hard", and the little frog didn't go for a stroll.At this time, he also entered the door of Du's house, and in the middle of the courtyard, he heard Shangxian seem to be reading poetry aloud.

This is quite new, and Xiaowa has known Shangxian for some time.All I know is that she is a little farmer who doesn't know much about planting, a super trick master with no skills, and a genius doctor who doesn't know much about medicine and medicine.

Little did he know that Du Shangxian was still a bit stuttering poet.

When he leaned over, Shangxian seemed to be very serious, and he let out an "ah", which startled Shangxian.

When Duan Lu turned his head, he saw that it was a little frog, and immediately beamed with joy.

The little frog blushed...

The favor of the rich woman came so fast.

But Duan Lu was not happy to see him, he obviously caught the coolie and the strong man, put away the letter paper and envelope in his hand, and stuffed the one with the picture into the little frog's hand.

Said: "Master Jin Chan came just in time, let's take a look at what these ghostly symbols and poems are written on."

The little frog scanned it and saw that it was his master's handwriting.

Then push.

"The poem my master wrote to you, why are you showing me?"

Duan Lu said: "Don't talk nonsense with your aunt... Just these seven characters and seven characters are written together, I think this is going to blow my head. If there is a chance, I have to find a way to send your master to a fairy mountain some type of."

"Contaminated by the habits of these mortals, I can't bear it."

The little frog couldn't push Shangxian, so he was able to carefully read all the calligraphy and paintings on the paper.

The more you look at it, the uglier the little frog's face becomes.

Duan Lu poked his head over and asked.

"Written what?"

But the little frog asked back, "Shangxian, where is my master?"

He almost flew around from room to room in Du's house.When he came back, he stood in front of Du'an Lu and asked out of breath, "My master, have you seen him?"

Du'an Lu didn't know what he was asking, but now he was asking where he came and went. Just as he was wondering, the little frog suddenly disappeared in front of him, and then appeared in front of him again.

(End of this chapter)