Frogwa is not at home today [Comprehensive]

What kind of evil is this? ? ?

Bai Zicheng was in a daze for several minutes after the little frog left home.

He pinched his arms stupidly, pulled his hair, panicked because of the extreme reality of the touch, turned his head and rushed back to the yard and ran out, but just as his hand touched the fence gate, he was hit back by an electric pain, and couldn't help it He gasped.

Bai Zicheng Jun's face froze for three seconds, and suddenly he slapped himself, and then froze for another three seconds.

Ominous thoughts can't help but arise spontaneously.

"I, wouldn't be, imprisoned by a magic frog, right?!"

He stands in the wind.

Mind broke.

With the help of the power of the Internet, the little frog got into the mobile phones of all young people almost overnight, and countless little brothers and sisters quickly evolved into old fathers and mothers, staring at the screen all day looking forward to their son's return.

A few hours ago, Bai Zicheng was also one of them.

It's a pity that now, he has no love at all.

If possible, I really hope that the violent frog doesn't have to go home, and it would be nice to simply be mellow and ascend to heaven.

After escaping without failure, Bai Zicheng could only walk back to the stone house in a daze.

After sitting on the little frog's chair for a while, I stood up and turned around, my head was as empty as a black hole.

It was a waste of many years of compulsory education by the motherland mother, and all the knowledge he had mastered in this life did not expressly explain what to do in this situation.

Why not—

Bai Zicheng raised his head to look upstairs, and came up with an idea.

How about sleeping?

Since you came here while asleep, maybe you will go back when you fall asleep again?

Regardless of Huangliang Yimeng or dimension travel, there is always a solution.

After he made up his mind, he immediately climbed up to the second floor of Frog Loft, cheekily lay down on the small bed, planning to bite the bullet and meet Zhou Gong.

Who knew that the pillow was not lying on the right side, but unexpectedly knocked on a thick book, and instead woke up a little bit.

"What is this Nizi reading every day?" Bai Zicheng picked it up with a frown, then blinked: ""Fate of Names"...??? I'm afraid he's not a retarded frog?"

Eight hours later.

I felt ups and downs, but my stomach rumbled away all the tiredness.

The completely sleepy Bai Zicheng sat up from the bed sniffing his nose and rubbing his eyes for a few seconds before he could see the surrounding environment clearly: a wooden room that is extremely easy to catch fire, with two floors above and below, full of cute little furniture and cute furniture everywhere. Decorations——This shit, isn't it still the home of the little frog? !

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" He collapsed and covered his face, curled up in place and muttered to himself, "I'm hungry..."

It's a pity that there is no cafeteria, no takeaway, and no love bento for school girls.

only……

A small bag of rice is placed on the stove, and it can only cook three bowls of porridge, not even a bag of pickles.

Although the hungry Bai Zicheng felt angry for no reason, he could only resign himself to his fate and put the rice in the pot first.

Taking advantage of the cooking time, he couldn't help turning around again.

Unexpectedly, that foodie frog didn't even leave a vegetable leaf behind. How stingy is it?

Bai Zicheng sighed deeply, stepping barefoot on the icy ground, he almost lost his will to live.

I vaguely remember that the frog announced before it left that it would take three days to come back.

In the middle of the night, Bai Zicheng, who was tossing and turning in bed, finally chose to face up to this sentence.

Could it be that he was really starving to death, waiting here for the little frog to come back and blow himself up? !

Having slept too much, he really couldn't sleep anymore, and suddenly Li Yu sat upright at the desk, studying all kinds of stationery on it, trying to find some reasons and clues for this strange encounter.

result……

Quill pens, hardcover books, candle stubs...

It's really poor everywhere.

Bai Zicheng sighed deeply, took out the scroll at the bottom and opened it casually, and found that there were all kinds of cartoon paper-cuts pasted inside, all of which were patterns of vixen and lanterns, most of them were boring toys for poor frogs, right?

He crawled prone on the table and muttered to himself, "I'm so hungry, I really want to eat, frog legs."