Wen Rou looked at it and said, "Go over there, by the lake in the community."
A long distance, there is an artificial lake.
Water belongs to Yin, where is the thunder and yang energy obviously the weakest?
In order not to affect Wen Rou's search for Xiaoqiang, she quickly drifted to the lake, and her ghost body gradually stabilized because she was far away from the rich place of thunder and sun.
Wenrou continued to explore Xiaoqiang's traces on the lawn.
The heavy rain poured her into a cool heart.
The advantage is that the residents of the community came to see the fun because of the dense lightning just now.
If it weren't for the heavy rain, the lawn would probably be surrounded by water.
Wen Rou muttered while using her spiritual eyes to investigate: "This catastrophe thunder is like a diligent old cow."
Douzi was curious: "Why is the hardworking old cow?"
Wen Rou: "I turned over the lawn, I am afraid that the three meters of soil underground will be loosened by the thunder."
Douzi: "Rourou's speech is so funny, hehe..."
You are such a good supporting actor.
In the middle of the lawn, three meters deep underground, a cloud of gray fog squirmed.
This should be Xiaoqiang's position.
Wen Rou breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from the stability of the gray fog, Xiaoqiang should not have been cut into ashes.
There are no tools nearby, and Wenrou dare not wait for too long, for fear that the residents and property owners of the community will come.
Heavy rain is the best cover.
Wenrou squatted down and began to dig the soil regardless of the mud and water.
The soil that was loose by lightning turned into mud mixed with rainwater. It had just dug out and slid into the pit.
Wen Rou is like a clay man flapping in the mud.
Fortunately, the lawn was a slope, so she dug out the soil at the lower part of the pit and poured the mud on it.
In order to dig Xiaoqiang as soon as possible, Wen Rou no longer cared about the pain of placing the soil with her fingers.
After working hard for half an hour, she pushed the mud pit down one meter.
There are about two meters away from the gray fog.
Her fingers were already broken by mud, stones and broken glass in the soil, and blood and muddy water were hard to tell.
Douzi looked distressed: "Rou Rouo hurts?"
"You can try it out."
Wenrou continued to dig.
The gray fog in the depths trembled for a moment, as if he felt Wenrou's efforts.
It began to float up slowly.
Wenrou was delighted.
Xiaoqiang is still rational.
The gray fog quickly squirmed to the point where Wen Rou could reach out.
Wenrou touched a hard thing with a stick and a hammer that was not damaged.
Wenrou held the hammer and pulled out the mud.
The heavy rain instantly rinsed the hammer.
The gray mist was in the hammer, not like Xiao Qiang was attached to it or was sealed on the hammer by the small sealing technique, but was like amalgamation, in the hammer.
"Xiaoqiang, are you okay?"
The gray fog surged, turning into a small strong person, and in the mallet, it was a small one.
"Sister Rourou, I'm fine."
Wen Rou breathed a sigh of relief and immediately left the scene with her Bangmao.
Go to the lake to take Chuchu and leave here first.
When Wenrou walked out of the community, it rained heavily and slowly became lighter.
The property and many residents of the community came to the lawn of the square with umbrellas and watched the lawn completely destroyed by lightning.
"There must be a treasure underneath! The Dragon King wants to get this treasure, and he has been chopped all morning."
"If you want to believe in science, this may be a magnetic field, which is more thunder-sucking."
"Why didn't you suck lightning before? This community has been built for more than ten years. It's the first time I've seen lightning strike here."
...
The heavy rain basically poured the mud off Wenrou's body, but it was uncomfortable to wear wet clothes after all.
Wenrou decided to go back and change her clothes first.
Douzi: "Congratulations to Rourou, we have obtained a real magic weapon!"
"How do you say this?"
Wenrou communicated with Douzi while walking towards the bus stop.
"Our Ghost Tarantula stick hammer was not destroyed by the thunder tribulation, but was refined into a magic weapon by the thunder tribulation. The thunder tribulation pattern on the thunder tribulation has a strong effect."
Wen Rou then took a closer look at Bangmao. There were several curved purple patterns on the Bangmao.
The whole hammer looks simple and mysterious, and is more advanced than before.
This time I guess it will be worth a lot of money to get it into the antique trading market.
Douzi: "Rou Rou, the second good news. We have completed the contract with the Bangmao to recognize the owner. When you dug the soil just now, your fingers broke a lot of wounds and bleeding a lot of blood. When you pick up the Bangmao, the blood melted.
Entering the mallet, I completed the most original and most solid contract with the mallet. Because this is the first time that the magic weapon has been touched, this contract is the most solid."
Wen Rou heard this and sensed it, and sure enough, she sensed the existence of Bangmai, the joy of a new life, and Bangmai's gratitude and dependence. It was Xiaoqiang's dependence and gratitude.
Douzi: "Congratulations to Rourou, the third good news, our magic weapon has possessed the spirit of the weapon at the beginning of its birth!"
“What?”
Douzi: "All chances and coincidences, Xiaoqiang, who was sealed in the stick mallet by Xiaosei, was protected by the stick mallet and the little seal martial arts to successfully overcome the tribulation, and the thunder tribulation forged a new life. Xiaoqiang communicated with the ghost and the orchid Yin attribute, transformed from ghosts into spirits,
Become the spirit of the hammer.”
Wen Rou: "But is this good news for Xiaoqiang? A good ghost may be reincarnated as a human being, but it becomes a spirit of weapon."
Douzi: "The ghosts stranded in the human world can evolve into spiritual species, which is a great fortune. Once the ghosts cannot return to the underworld as soon as possible and stay in the human world, if they want to return to the underworld again, they will be able to evolve into spirituality after a lifetime of death.
There are many more choices and chances of survival in the underworld."
"And spiritual beings are in the human world, and they are in line with the rules. There is more room for promotion," Douzi added.
Wen Rou nodded: "That's good."
The bus finally arrived, and Wenrou got on the bus quickly.
The first trip was full of empty seats.
Wenrou sat down with a stick.
Douzi: "Rou Rou, you can try to communicate with our magic weapon spirit."
Wen Rou shouted in her consciousness: "Xiaoqiang!"
"I'm here, Sister Rourou."
Wen Rou took a breath: "What do you think?"
Xiaoqiang: "Although the body is full of pain, it seems like a newborn, and there is an indescribable joy."
"That's good. There is a news to tell you that you have become the spirit of this hammer."
"I know, I know, I'm the stick, the stick is me."
You are such a bad guy!
It turns out that this sentence is not just a metaphor, it may be a declarative sentence.
OK, now things are basically over.
The results are generally good.
The problem is that the little ghost raised by the Yang family has become Wen Rou's weapon spirit.
Can the Yang family give up?
Wen Rou: "Xiaoqiang, why did the Yang family force you to summon you back?"
"There is an old man in their house who has a copper bell in his hand. He can know my direction. If I don't go back for a long time, I will come here. The copper bell will make me feel a headache. The old man will shake me in,
The copper bell is so hot inside, like a red iron wall. I don’t want to be shaken by the copper bell." Xiaoqiang blocked his ears as he spoke, as if he didn’t want to recall the ugly copper bell.