All the creatures in the pool were dead.

The silent eyes looked at the too bright sky, reflecting the cracked world.

...

The village today is different.

The village that had been silent for a long time came again.

Even though the little frog had no strength, he still couldn't help but jumped into the village with curiosity and effort.

Maybe it's a glimmer of hope in my heart.

...

The little frog saw the Taoist priest.

The clear face, white face, and the wide Taoist robe has a bit of fairy-like appearance.

However, there was no compassion in those slender eyes, only cunning and greed.

The little frog intuitively dislikes this human.

It was a little disappointed, it thought...

Why? In fact, it doesn't know it either.

...

The little frog didn't care about the strange high platform in the village.

It's leaving.

But I heard a loud shout: "It's it!"

...

Then, it was caught.

It was placed on the high platform.

It suddenly felt a pain in its body, and the smell of blood spread.

Is it going to die?

It slightly turned its eyes and found that there were many other animals corpses around it.

It looked at the human dancing in front of it, and seemed a little surprised.

But nothing matters.

It knows that it is going to die.

......

But, "Click~"

A thunder streaked across the sky and the sky suddenly darkened.

Soon, the rain fell down.

The end of the little frog's consciousness was the cool feeling of the raindrops hitting the body, the pain of the wound, the hoarse and more yelling of the villagers, and the faint cry of human women.

...

The little frog thought it was dead, but he didn't expect it to live again.

But it's no longer just a frog.

It became a monster.

...

The village that year survived because heavy rain solved the disaster.

The little frog has been worshipped by the village for generations.

...

Even though the little frog died of a bad life, he did not hate the people in the village.

The Taoist priests, not the villagers, killed it.

But the Taoist priests are nowhere to be found.

And even if he is confused, the little frog understands that the villagers' offerings are very important to it.

Therefore, it has been staying in the village and helping the people in the village to the best of its ability.

But he didn't understand anything when he became a monk halfway through, and he felt that he was no different from the original one except the villagers who could never see it anymore.

Until one day, a severe drought came to the sky.

The villagers begged for it.
Chapter completed!