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Chapter 141

Chapter 140

Wind and rain were blowing, lightning flashing and thundering.

This kind of weather is a bit abnormal, but think about it, it doesn’t seem to be a big deal.

It’s just a thunderstorm.

Although after July and a half, there is basically no heavy rain, but here is a mountainous area, the climate is changeable, the sky was clear at the last moment, the storm is surging at this moment, and the next moment is raining heavily, which is not uncommon. .

In winter, snow marbles crackled, not to mention others.

Oh, snow marbles is the local name, and the title of that thing is called Hail.

The hail in the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter can smash people screaming, dare you believe it?

But there is nothing surprising here, even if there are anti-disaster cannons, there will be times when they can’t respond.

So there’s a lot of talk about mountain monsters here, weird power, all those things that are difficult to explain can be given to mountain spirits and wild monsters. No one will take it seriously.

Just like the origin of the anti-disaster artillery, there is a legend of gods and gods.

It is said that one day there was a hunter hunting on the mountain, and the wind was still sunny before, but in a blink of an eye, the wind was surging, and then the big finger hail crackled down, making life painful.

The hunter hurriedly searched for a place to hide from the hail, only to see a cliff. Outside the cliff, there was an old man standing volley in the sky, with clouds and mist wrapped around his feet, and a basket with his left hand, which seemed to be full of beans. He took out the beans with his right hand. Sprinkle it out, just like an old man in the village feeds a chicken.

But the handful of beans, as soon as they left their hands, they whizzed and flew into the sky, turning into pieces of hail and falling.

The hunter rubbed his eyes, the center of horror was in a daze. He vaguely saw a huge phantom appearing on the old man, but it was a huge toad, squatting on the edge of the cliff, which looked like Breathing Exercises. When he inhales, he sees violent wind and cirrus clouds, and he exhales. There will be hail gushing, it is like a nightmare.

In the trance, the hunter picked up the earthen shotgun, and there was a loud bang. The toad shattered and the old man fell to the bottom of the cliff. The whole thing turned into a toad the size of a millstone. The wind and clouds in the sky dispersed, and the crackling hail naturally dissipated. Empty.

Obviously it was a toad spirit, with unscrupulous cultivation supernatural powers, deliberately or unintentionally, making troubles and making troubles, but in the end, he encountered the hunter by mistake, and the confused one should kill the robbery.

When things spread, some experts said that spirits and monsters are disasters and fires can be suppressed, and there are anti-disaster cannons made of earthen cannons, which are thunderous. , The effect is quite good.

Of course, this is all strange talk about the mountains and the wild, just talk about the ghost talk, not to mention the audience, even if it is telling, it is only a long-term battle, and it is just a bragging, just listen to it.

You must know that the anti-disaster artillery belongs to the anti-hail anti-aircraft artillery. It is a real technology, and what is the superstition of Thunder Fire Town Demon.

But listening to the sound of wind, rain and thunder, the sound of cannons still felt quite mysterious, and the inexplicable one was a little agitated and very excited.

I probably remembered that there was no entertainment when I was a child, and every night when the weather changed drastically, I would listen to the loud sound of the cannons and watch the red cannonballs piercing the night sky. It was just as excited as the Chinese New Year.

Why did the shells that hit the dark clouds in the sky exploded without shrapnel falling down and smashing people’s skulls? This is an unsolved mystery of Liu Ping’s childhood.

Now Liu Ping’an is certainly not so naive as a child, nor does he really think that there are monsters in the sky, and he does not feel that those cannonballs blast the monsters into dregs and turn them into gray, but he feels inexplicably excited and excited.

Man will conquer the sky, and hail is not invincible.

Someone is walking forward with a heavy burden, and it is natural to protect the world from peace.

fine.

However, it may be a little troublesome Yao Mozi. When he released the roof sign-in task, he said that he didn’t know if it was a joke, “formally kicked off the new era” or something. He always felt that the heavy rain tonight was a bit unusual.

Of course, it may also be because there are clouds and rain turning over inside and outside the house, so what, Deva induction, complement each other?

The mango has been sold, and all the buildings in the family have been upgraded. The housing is enough. There is no need to worry about disturbing Xiao Shuangshuang. The couple naturally did not nest in the small house in the mango orchard.

Is it not fragrant to live in a new house with a new decoration?

It smells good.

Not to mention, there is really an inexplicable and unspeakable fragrance, just like the fresh air of a high-quality mango orchard. You feel refreshed and happy after taking a sip. The bath is simply smoky, and the staying time is even long. The sense of.

So what, the heaven and the blessed land, the Spiritual Qi is abundant?

Staying in such a place forever, even if there is no tonic or cultivation, you can probably strengthen your body and prolong your life. The so-called breathing world, Spiritual Qi, should be at this level.

The hunch during the day is correct. At night, I didn’t get a good night’s sleep. The couple were a little excited. When they were excited, they couldn’t help but do something that a couple should do. When they did it, they would be a little bit so…

Uh, dry wood and raging fire, endless?

Of course, it is impossible to toss all night. When the wind and rain stopped outside the window, the room almost closed the rain and the rain stopped. Both of them were very tired and slept very sweetly.

Oh, it should be Xia Yingqiu who slept very sweetly. Liu Ping’an did not sleep so sweetly, nor so sweetly.

He was dreaming again.

I still dreamed of a mess, saw a mess of people, heard some mess, and did some mess.

As before, after waking up from the dream, the dream is fragmented, and everything in the dream becomes a glimpse of light, which looks vague and ethereal.

Liu Pingan only vaguely remembered that many people had appeared in his dreams, including but not limited to his wife, the daughter-in-law of the neighboring village, the former proprietress, the photo studio renter, the rice noodle proprietress, the district leader Jiang sister, the neighbor Jiang Xiaoniang, and kindergarten. Teachers, even my sister-in-law Xia Yingdong and niece Xia Xue…

To be honest, Liu Pingan was shocked by these fragmentary memories. What kind of dreams did they do? This is the rhythm to catch all the beautiful opposite sexes in the memory?

LSP, this, isn’t my little day very moisturizing, why do I feel so hungry in my dreams?

It is also said that dreams are a subconscious mapping, which is totally unreliable, okay?

Liu Ping’an was a little depressed, but soon disappeared, because the memory fragments left by the dream only existed when he just woke up and was not fully awake. When he fully returned to reality, these things were also blurred.

Only one sentence can be remembered vaguely: “No matter where you are, I will always be there.”

That seems to be Xia Yingqiu’s words.