Frogwa is not at home today [Comprehensive]

Tang Fan was ill, and not seriously ill.

When Bai Zicheng found him, it was said that the designer had already been in the hospital for several days.

Hospitals are naturally the place where the most life and death matters for human beings occur.

As soon as Yu Ming approached here, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. All the way, he pulled Bai Zicheng's wrist forcefully: "Be careful, there are many souls running around around here, and there are also resentful spirits hiding in the dark."

In fact, he didn't need it to remind him. Bai Zicheng himself saw many translucent figures flying around above his head, so he couldn't help asking in surprise, "Do I now have the special function of yin and yang eyes?"

Yuming glanced at it with disgust: "Childish, the point is not to leave my sight."

Bai Zicheng nodded absent-mindedly, his eyes were all attracted by the commotion beside a mobile bed in the hospital corridor.

About one sick person died, and the family members were crying around.

And behind everyone stood a translucent old woman, looking at them hesitantly, refusing to leave for a long time.

Yu Ming suddenly covered Bai Zicheng's eyes: "Don't keep staring at the dead, or you will remember the pain when you were dying."

Bai Zicheng was slightly taken aback, realizing that he really had no memory of the process before and after the fire, so he couldn't help asking: "Why don't I remember being burned to death?"

Yu Ming: "Because the memory of death is not good for human mental health! It will be erased when summoned! Such servants are healthier!"

Bai Zicheng: "==..."

Yuming pointed to the house number of the ward in front of him: "Come on! Don't talk nonsense with this human again, let me lie!"

Bai Zicheng, who claims to be a reliable person, glanced at the croaking ball who yelled and lied, of course he was 180 worried.

"I just had a cold at first, and I didn't pay much attention to it, but it became more and more serious..." Tang Fan's complexion was like paper, and he was very puzzled by the unusually persistent visit of these two "strangers", coughing: "You... find me Is there a problem?"

Bai Zicheng couldn't help but wanted to explain, but Yuming preempted him: "It's like this, one day I dreamed that there was a little girl in that cotton alley, and I didn't expect to meet her in your shop soon. I got exactly the same doll, that's why we went in to inquire! Then the next day I became ill for several days for no reason."

Tang Fan gradually frowned.

Yu Ming's big eyes seemed very sincere: "Today we went to look outside your shop again, only to find out that you are also sick, so I always feel that things are a bit weird, and I am worried that I shouldn't suggest you to go to Cotton Alley to collect folk songs! You got into a supernatural event!"

"What kind of supernatural event, who are you... It's too mysterious..." Tang Fan seemed to be in disbelief, but he was worried: "I did find time to go to that alley, and when I came back, I had nightmares and got sick. Now doctors can't find out the exact cause..."

Yu Ming said, "How on earth did you make that doll?"

Tang Fan replied: "It's because of an old painting left by my grandfather. I thought it looked good, so I designed it as a doll."

Yuming: "Grandpa? Where did he live before?"

Tang Fan shook his head: "My grandfather passed away when I was very young, and I don't understand..."

"So that's how it is." Yu Ming and Bai Zicheng looked at each other and suggested, "Anyway, it's not easy, why don't you sell that doll to us? I'll save enough money soon, I believe without this Strange doll, there will be no more strange things around you."

Tang Fan nodded hesitantly: "Selling is no problem, you can contact my girlfriend, but little brother, if you are sick, it is more reliable to see a doctor."

Only then did Yu Ming nod his head in relief, and pulled Bai Zicheng to bid him farewell.

The hospital is obviously an ominous place in the eyes of monsters. When Yu Ming accompanied Bai Zicheng to leave, his whole body was extremely tense. It was not until he was far away that he wiped off his cold sweat and relaxed, and recovered into a small frog lying on the ground in a place where no one was around. Weakness said: "It's so tiring to maintain the moving enchantment!"

Bai Zicheng squatted down and nervously fished the frog into his schoolbag, and said in a low voice, "Hey, how can I transform outside?!"

The little frog complained: "I'm afraid you will be targeted by the ghosts, I'm tired!"

"Okay, okay, let's go home." Bai Zicheng worried: "Maybe Xiaohuai recognizes this Tang Fan? Otherwise, he became ill too suddenly. Also, why did you say you want to buy a doll? We don't have any money."

The little frog lay on the bottom of the bag and blinked his eyes: "He didn't simply get sick, he was unwell because he was touched by the tree demon. It is really impossible for ordinary people to reincarnate with their memories. Presumably, the image of Xiao Huai is a former scholar. The painting is transferred to this human being, of course the money is paid by Kagura, and it is also her job to prevent obsessed monsters like tree demons from harming human beings!"

"So that's the case, maybe I'm thinking too much?" Bai Zicheng was a little helpless.

He found that he was indeed influenced by many stories and believed in those unwarranted romances through time and space.

But this is the weakness of human beings, right?

Unlike little frogs, although they are stupid and simple, they are exceptionally sober.

Bai Zicheng suddenly asked: "Yu Ming, I will enter reincarnation sooner or later, right? Don't you want me to remember you and still like frogs even if I reincarnate as another person?"

The little frog looked at him blankly, and suddenly blushed: "Do you like frogs?"

Only then did Bai Zicheng come back to his senses, and said nastyly, "It's okay, when I was young, I loved catching tadpoles and brought them home to play!"

The red face of the little frog disappeared immediately, and he said nervously, "It's so perverted!"

Bai Zicheng laughed.

At this moment, a breeze blew by, and the little frog suddenly sat up vigilantly, and whispered: "Run! Run!!!"

Bai Zicheng didn't know what was going on, but he still listened to it unconditionally, and immediately ran with his schoolbag in his arms, squeezed into a taxi on the road, and said out of breath, "Master, go to the Golden Garden!"

The taxi driver turned obediently.

The little frog was still very nervous, looking left and right vigilantly in the bag.

Bai Zicheng looked at it anxiously, and then looked out of the window.

Didn't find anything at all.

Could it be that Yuming sensed the breath of a monster, so he made a big fuss?

Unfortunately, they didn't have any luck this time. The car, which had been driving steadily for some reason, turned sharply and slammed into a tree by the side of the road.

Bai Zicheng hugged the little frog tightly and was completely stunned. First, he was thrown onto the seat so painful that his internal organs were numb, and then he hit the roof of the car and lost consciousness in pain.

So hot! ! !

The oncoming heat wave evaporated the last bit of air.

Couldn't breathe at all.

The scalding pain all over my body was like torture in hell.

……

Bai Zicheng didn't know how long he had been immersed in the nightmare, until the top of his head was covered with a touch of coolness, and he opened his eyes covered in cold sweat.

He even lay back in the dormitory of the office.

The little frog sat cross-legged beside him sadly and asked in a low voice, "Little Bai, are you alive?"

Bai Zicheng opened his mouth, but his throat was so sore that he couldn't speak.

The little frog wrung a towel for him again in the small water basin, continued to put it on his hot forehead, and explained: "We were attacked by the warriors of the great elder. Your neck was broken and you almost died again. The driver also Seriously injured... Kagura is urgently investigating."

Bai Zicheng's lips trembled slightly: "Then..."

"I used black magic for you, and then ran back to ask Kagura for help." The little frog angrily threw the towel into the basin: "Fox Zigui, you stinky rascal! I want to go back to Gao Tianyuan to beat him right now! "

Bai Zicheng coughed violently, waved his hands at it, tears welled up in his eyes.

The little frog immediately brought suspicious food: "Here, Kagura said tremella soup moistens the throat!"

Bai Zicheng squinted his eyes and saw that the white fungus was thicker than rice, and a bowl of white fungus was terrible.

The little frog stared expectantly.

Even though he had no appetite, Bai Zicheng reluctantly opened his mouth and ate the "love food" he dug up.

The little frog patted his forehead clumsily: "Anyway, take a good rest these few days! Just leave everything to me!"

Bai Zicheng didn't have the strength to do so, he just continued to wave his hands to stop him.

The little frog sighed deeply, folded his little hands and said, "Why is protecting a human being more difficult than killing a group of monsters?"