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Chapter 167 Thunderstorm

Ma Yun's top is sometimes flashing red or "shield" in the sky clouds not far away; the small electric light fills people's hearts with awe, and the afterglow of the setting sun still remains on the horizon, dyeing the other side of the mountain with a thin crimson line to outline it

An extremely magnificent picture that is daunting. ()

When Lao Yi stood by the window and said such a long wordy sentence, I looked down upon him. You are a second-hand scientist, why are you so stupid? How can you look like a perverted poet?

However, the weather is indeed quite scary. Maybe it’s because we are on top of a mountain. I feel that the large dark clouds are very low and far away from us. Occasionally, there are a few muffled thunders, which makes me feel stunned.

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His uncle's was so spectacular. I felt in my heart that we humans are really insignificant and insignificant in front of nature.

Since it was going to rain, we didn't dare to turn on the TV, so Lao Yi and I could only stand by the window and stare at the weather, wondering when the three people would come back.

About ten minutes passed. I saw two figures appearing in the woods beside the window. Who else could it be if they weren't Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin? They were obviously afraid of getting caught in the rain. So,

He ran very fast, more like two bastards than a tortoise and a hare.

Lao Yi and I were stunned when we saw the two old guys coming back. Where is Aunt Zhen? Didn't they meet? So we looked at each other and hurriedly opened the door and went downstairs.

When I opened the door, a strong gust of wind mixed with sand and dust blew so violently that Lao Yi and I were both blinded. We didn't expect the wind to be so strong. It seemed like there was going to be a heavy rain soon.

run.

Two old masters ran to the door and Uncle Wen, panting, scolded me: "What are you doing? It's going to rain soon. What are you doing out here?"

Judging from the looks on their faces, they must have not met Aunt Zhen when they went down the mountain. It was very lively now. Just when I was thinking about where Aunt Zhen had gone, Lao Yi spoke and asked Uncle Lin: "Uncle Lin, you two haven't met each other."

Aunt Zhen?"

The two old guys were stunned in front of us. Uncle Wen immediately asked me: "What's going on? Tell me!"

Seeing that the old guy seemed to be in a hurry, Lao Yi and I told them everything about Aunt Zhen going up the mountain to deliver umbrellas to them. The two-pound little old guy felt really good after hearing what we said.

Looking very anxious, Uncle Wen slapped his thigh and cursed: "Fuck!!"

Uncle Lin was even more impulsive and didn't know what was going on. He grabbed Lao Yi by the collar and shouted to him, "What are you doing for food? Why didn't you stop her? Do you two know that it's raining heavily on this mountain?"

How dangerous is it??.

Where did we go? I was quite surprised to see the two old guys reacting so loudly. How could I be so angry? You know, we did stop him, but we didn't stop him either.

Obviously Uncle Lin has a hotter temper than Uncle Wen, so Lao Yi is very afraid of his boss. Uncle Lin grabbed him by the collar and had to keep saying: "That's that, that's that."

He seemed to be unable to say anything else. None of us could understand what he was talking about. I hurriedly stepped forward to persuade these two old fools and said: "Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin really persuaded Zhen.

Auntie doesn't listen

Uncle Wen glared at me and then snorted and said nothing. At this moment, because we were making a noise outside, a few brothers from the Zhen family came out and asked us what was wrong. The two old bastards ignored them, so I kept the matter brief.

I told the brothers of the Zhen family.

After hearing this, Zhen Fu was a little worried and said: "Looking at the weather, it won't rain for a while. Why is my girl so ignorant and causing trouble for others?"

When Uncle Lin heard what Zhen Fu said, he was furious and said, "Can you have some fucking humanity? It's true that a dog can't change its habit of eating shit."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away into the woods. Uncle Wen also sneered at the Zhen family and followed him. Lao Yi and I saw that our respective bosses had gone up the mountain to find Aunt Zhen again, so we didn't dare to stop and thought about getting hurt.

Just water it. Just treat it like taking a bath and follow along.

At this moment, the rain finally fell. The rainstorm came very quickly. It was pouring down like this. Lao Yi and I ran after Uncle Wen. Fortunately, the forest was full and the trees were blocking it, so it was not too heavy. I looked back.

When I saw the Zhen family, I saw several brothers standing in the door looking at us but did not come out.

The two-pound old guy ran so fast that Lao Yi and I couldn't imagine that those with old arms and legs could run at such a speed. It seems that Aunt Zhen does have a place in their hearts.

When it rains, the climate in this pristine deep forest is very humid and a bit suffocating. The sound of rain hitting the leaves is crackling. It rains heavily outside, but it rains lightly in the forest. Our clothes are all soaked.

I couldn't tell whether it was sweat or rain. The dirt road under my feet was very muddy and slippery. Lao Yi fell down several times and I pulled him up. Now he looks like a mud monkey.

The dull thunder sounded like it was ringing above our heads, but the two-pound old guy didn't stop and continued to run up the mountain. We were all panting all the way to the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain was a small piece of grass.

There was a cliff next to it and we ran out of the woods. Without the cover of the leaves, the heavy rain hit us and blurred our sight, making it difficult for us to see the things in front of us clearly.

I don’t know why the two old masters ran here, but in the heavy rain, I vaguely saw something on the edge of the cliff. I rubbed my eyes and took a closer look. It turned out to be a garland made by two wild lilacs. It was obviously man-made.

The braided fabric was placed on the edge of the cliff and was almost completely ruined by the heavy rain.

But other than these, we didn't see Aunt Zhen. Lao Yi beside him seemed to be running out of thirst. I saw him looking at the sky and opening his mouth, as if to catch the rain. I ignored Lao Yi and wiped it.

The rain on his face said to the two old magicians standing in front of us: "Uncle Wen, the rain is too heavy. Aunt Zhen is not here either. Maybe he has gone back a long time ago? Let's go back first."

The two old masters didn't say anything. Instead, they turned their heads and Lao Yi and I turned our heads. At this moment, Lao Yi, who was stupidly drinking water and looking up from the rain, suddenly shouted: "Ah!!"

Hearing his shout, we couldn't help but raise our heads. The sky was filled with dark clouds like the bottom of a pot. We only saw a blood-red lightning strike from the west shield. Because the speed of lightning was too fast, we

Only an afterimage can be seen.

Crack! There was a blast of thunder at the same time. Although I grew up in a small city, this was the first time I saw this red branch-like thunder. I was shocked. It was a natural disaster! It was really scary.

Already.

In fact, there are many trees in the deep mountains, so it is not unusual for lightning to strike when it rains. However, the direction of the thunder struck me was a bit worrying because I was standing on the top of the mountain, so I could see it very clearly.

Because that's where the old diver's new grave lies.

Lao Yi was dumbfounded. His mouth hadn't closed yet, as if he was choking because of fright. We were all speechless. How could it be so small! You know, it would have been a big deal if the thunder had hit the new grave.

Anyone with a smart mind knows that it is 120% likely to be a corpse scam!

The two old masters cursed loudly, then turned around and ran down the mountain over there. Without looking back, they shouted at us: "You guys, if you don't think it's okay, go back quickly."

Bullshit guys, I totally took what they said as bullshit, but you know that we are the real heirs of the White Faction. Compared to us, you two old men should get out of here!

So Lao Yi and I looked at each other and didn't waste any time. We continued to follow these two old magicians and ran down the mountain.

The rain didn't stop at all, but got heavier and heavier, as if it had been licked and leaked. It really reflected that sentence. The clouds are heading to the west and the water will drown the chicken. If it goes on like this, let alone the chicken, it will drown a piglet or a kid.

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The road under our feet became more and more muddy. Three steps later, a puddle appeared. Our shoes were filled with socks and my socks were stuck to my feet. It felt extremely disgusting. My bangs were soaked and stuck to my forehead. As I ran, I asked Lao Yi softly: "Old

Yi, do you think it would be a scam if the tomb was really struck by lightning?

Lao Yi nodded to me and I asked him again: "Then do you think it is possible for us to deal with that vicious evil spirit if it rises from the dead?"

Lao Yi, whose face was covered with rainwater, shook his head at me and said, "I don't know because no one seems to have fought with the Yin Zhi. But if it was really struck by lightning, we would probably have wasted the trouble."

His uncle. My heart went cold at that time. Why did we have to encounter such a bad thing? Can't this kind of thing only appear in third-rate zombie movies? And the zombies are in such a slump in the movie industry right now.

The films have all disappeared.

This has to be said. It turns out that art really comes from life, but I don’t know if it will be higher than life.

I muttered repeatedly in my mind: It's okay, it's okay. We are scaring ourselves. How can there be such a precise probability of hitting the graveyard? This is much harder than winning the lottery. You know, buddy, I have never won a lottery ticket, but

Hopefully this time too.

On the way, Lao Yi and I's hearts were beating fast. We don't know whether it was because of the violent running or the fear in our hearts. We were thinking about old diver, old diver, since you have been in the water for so many years, don't do it.

Come out and cause trouble.

But as the saying goes, even veteran divers will be unwilling to go ashore one day. When we ran out of breath to the ancestral graves that were newly moved today, we were all frightened by the sight in front of us. We saw the mountains in the heavy rain.

The land in the clearing was scorched black. It was supposed to be a new tomb. It seemed to have been filled with stagnant water and turned into a puddle. The water in the puddle seemed to be steaming. If it weren't for the tombstone on the side, we

I can’t believe we visited this place at noon.

My heart suddenly went cold. I didn’t expect that I, an old lottery player, would actually win the first prize. His uncle’s expression was not much better than mine. It was obvious that he was also very afraid of the two old men.

The guy's face also changed and he started to tremble uncontrollably.

Although they are old masters of Landao, they should also know the power of this. The small words of corpse fraud are probably enough to scare them to death.

My heart was even more confused at this time. Can I beat that old diver? Let’s not talk about it. These two old masters are in front of us and we can’t let go of our fists? What if the old man waits later

If the divers really jumped out, I'm afraid the four of us would have to leave our bodies here.

The only way now is to knock these two old guys out while they are staying, and then Lao Yi will change into a human being. I can still have a chance of survival by cooperating with him, so I whispered to Lao Yi next to me: "Lao Yi, don't do it to his uncle."

Stay still and prepare to escape."

Lao Yi came back to his senses and nodded to me, then took off his shirt. I quietly picked up a palm-sized stone from the ground. Now I don't care about the consequences as long as I don't knock these two to death.

Just an old stickman will do.

But where should I knock it without risking my life? I am worried that if this stone is hit on the head, if the force is not used correctly, it will definitely knock someone to death. On the TV, it says "knock on the neck", but what do I think? It is nonsense. Knocking on the neck can only hit someone at most.

It’s strange to be able to knock someone unconscious if you have cervical spondylitis!

Just as I was thinking hard about where to hit, the two old masters had the courage to walk to the puddle and go to take a look. They couldn't help but let out an exclamation. What's going on? I saw that

There was nothing strange in the puddle and he quickly stepped forward to take a look.

I saw that the coffin was still completely submerged in the turbid puddle, but half of the coffin lid was missing. The broken area was dark and smelled of burnt wood.

But there was nothing in the coffin.

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