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

Chapter 94 Condensed Village

Duan Lu knew that he had entered the space once, and was even more puzzled.

But he saw the little frog crying bitterly.

"My master is not in the space either..."

Duan Lu said: "Indeed, he went out for a walk by himself...Leaving such poems and paintings... At this point, it's quite annoying."

The little frog's face was even more embarrassed, and the hand holding the big paper was trembling.

The little frog said: "The upper circle is the drawing method of the 'little man' in the small mud yard, and the string below is the mental method to drive the spell. Use spiritual power or demon power to draw in front of the small mud yard. Draw the same circle and recite the mental method in your heart at the same time, and you will be able to enter the small mud courtyard."

Duan Lu heard that this is why He Lai went out to play, and he still remembered to leave the keys at home, which is not so unreliable.

I am very happy.

But hearing the voice of the little frog was trembling, and didn't know what was wrong with the little frog, so he suppressed his desire to enter the small courtyard immediately and asked.

"Your master left this mental method and so on. Not only can we enter, but even if he is not around, we can also let the villagers enter and exit the small mud yard. Isn't this a good thing?"

"What are you doing with a mournful face?"

The little frog said "yes" in a trembling voice.My own ability is not enough to gather the monster power into one point in the mortal space, so I only let the immortal use spiritual power to open the door.

That Du'an Lu's fingertips flickered with blue light, and the little frog read the heart method word by word to the Shangxian, and Du'an Lu recited it silently in his heart.

With the swipe of the fingertips, a circle with one more head flashed in front of the small soil bag, just like the painting by He Lai that Duan Lu had seen, the faint rural scenery appeared in the circle.

Even if it is just a glance, it can be seen that the construction has been done with great care. Not only is the house more spacious than his own Lingtian, but the level of detail is even higher.

Duan Lu's complaints about He Lai dissipated a little bit, and he felt that this person was unreliable but still somewhat reliable.

With joy in his heart, he pulled the little frog and jumped into the circle.

As if falling into a colorful pool, the scenery around Duan Lu and the little frog all merged into a pool of colorful water, and they retreated quickly beside them.

When his feet landed on the ground again, Duan Lu's jaw almost fell off.

There are many simple "houses" in front of me, which clearly condenses the houses of Du's family and the whole village.

Duan Lu's almond eyes were wide open, and his mouth opened inadvertently, "Wow", quite amazed.

She walked and watched in this small mud courtyard, and the place where she landed was the center of the entire house community, and the one in the middle was her own main house, which had everything needed for living.Surrounded by the small house where He Lai and Duan Lu lived.The bricks and tiles are all the same color, the room He Lai lives in is fairly average, and the room Duan Lu lives in can be said to be...

Not bad at all.

The gray roof, the white walls, the gap in the doorstep...

If Duan Lu hadn't confirmed that he had entered the small courtyard, he might have misunderstood that he was in his own home.

Something is different in the backyard.

The place where the fence used to be is now a row of private houses, big and small.

Duan Lu walked in front, also amazed.

"This is Niu's house... Grandpa Wu's house... This is... Wow, how come it is amazing! Little frog, little frog, come and see, there is even a well, and the patterns are the same as those in the village. He Lai is really amazing."

She yelled a few times, but found that the little frog didn't follow at all. When she ran back to the center of the mud yard, she heard the little frog crying.

Look again, the little frog is lying on the wooden table in He Lai's room, tears dripping down on the table.

Duan Lu noticed something was wrong with him early in the morning, so he sat down and elbowed the little frog.

"Hey, it's really a bit bad that your master didn't take you when he went out. When he comes back, I'll tell him for you."

Du Shangxian was sincere in his persuasion, but the little frog didn't seem to hear it, and didn't stop at all.

Duan Lu entered the courtyard and saw that it was well repaired and fully equipped to meet the needs of his parents and fellow villagers. He was very happy.Even with this crying little frog, I have a lot more patience.

"Then why don't we take you, we will ignore him. After the locust plague is over, my aunt will take you to play. You can go anywhere.",

"At that time, we will also write a poem and draw a circle for He Lai to keep, and make him cry too."

The little frog felt sad, and when he heard Du Shangxian's teasing, he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.When he raised his head, his mouth and face were slightly distorted, causing Duan Lu to step back a punch.

The little frog opened his hands on the table, and placed the large paper for writing and drawing that he was holding on a notebook. The edge of the large paper shrank, and it instantly turned into a white light, falling into Duan Lu's palm.

Duan Lu was caught by the white light, and before he could close his eyes, he felt the palm of his hand cool down like running water, and the gathered white light gradually penetrated into the skin in the palm of his hand.

Duan Lu couldn't help saying: "Where is the letter... What's going on?"

The little frog choked with sobs and said, "My master must have drawn a transfer spell on it, perhaps because he was afraid that the god would not be able to remember those words, so he directly attached his own circle-drawing skills to the calligraphy and painting, In Master's muddy yard, the charm attached to it can be automatically activated, and the content will be put into the sea of ​​consciousness of the Shangxian, and the Shangxian will be able to open the door without reciting the mantra."

Duan Lu was a little startled.

She has heard of such things as transferring abilities, and it is usually used by great immortals to pass on their secret techniques to their disciples before they attain enlightenment or perish.

But it's just there, not common.Usually in the Tiangong, people only use this kind of thing as a legend to explain boredom.

Duan Lu said: "I didn't expect the legend to be true. He Lai is so considerate."

The little frog cried, "It's not just caring, it's as if I've given all my belongings to Shangxian."

"Shangxian, the construction of this small mud courtyard requires a lot of cultivation. With such a large courtyard and so many houses, my master... probably exhausted his entire life of cultivation. He doesn't know where he is now. , I'm afraid it's more ominous..."

Duan Lu was extremely shocked. He Lai had never told her about the loss of cultivation before.If she knew... she might think of other ways to let the villagers take refuge.

She slammed her small fist on the table, "I'm to blame for this...I'll solve it."

After saying that, he raised his buttocks and was about to leave the small mud courtyard, but Duan Lu grabbed his sleeve.

The little frog cried and wiped his eyes, then opened the booklet under his arm.

That is He Lai's merit booklet, and Duan Lu has read many of the contents recorded on it.

The little frog turned to a very recent page, and the word "killing" on it had been crossed out by very new handwriting.

The little frog cried again: "It's my fault too."

(End of this chapter)