I open your mouth and you may die

"What I said is wrong, that's not what I meant." Wu Yan helplessly reached out and pressed Wei Feng's cell phone.

Wei Feng paused, then raised his head suddenly: "What does that mean?"

Wu Yan: "I think something is wrong with this typhoon."

"Typhoon?" Yu Qinglan narrowed his eyes, and his reaction was faster than Wei Feng: "How to say?"

The typhoons in southern Shanxi are notorious.

So famous that even Yu Qinglan, who is not from southern Shanxi, knows about it.

Basically, every summer, as long as the meteorological station issues a typhoon warning, there will be a lot of news about the typhoon in southern Shanxi on the Internet.

However, every time the comment area is full of "hahahahaha".

Because every typhoon that should have landed in southern Shanxi according to the established route will abruptly go to other places before it lands.

Because the detoured route was called a turnaround, it was almost a U-turn, going back and forth from where.

It is precisely because of this that even many local people in Jinnan do not believe that the typhoon will really land in Jinnan.

Even though the Meteorological Bureau had already issued a notice saying that this year's No. 3 typhoon would land in Jinnan at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, not many people believed it. Instead, many netizens on the Internet expressed their envy to Jinnan. ——In such a hot day, there is still a typhoon to cool down.

"..." Wu Yan was silent for a moment, and didn't know how to mention it to Yu Qinglan for a while.After all, strictly speaking, this matter is just Wu Yan's feeling, which cannot withstand scrutiny.

Afterwards, Wu Yan shook his head: "I'm not sure, I need to hear what Uncle Zhang has to say."

Yu Qinglan originally wanted to take advantage of the fact that the film crew was finishing work early today, and went to Uncle Zhang's Town God's Temple with Wu Yan to check in.

After all, you have already promised Uncle Zhang, so you can't just keep your word, right? !

Yu Qinglan is one of the leading actors, and it is basically difficult to make room for it.And when he was free, the Town God's Temple was not "open"...

After all, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

Fortunately, Yu Wen, who was a hot topic on Weibo, was still there, otherwise Yu Qinglan wouldn't have been able to explain it to Uncle Zhang.

******

Because they had something on their minds, the three of them returned to the pharmacy quickly, and Uncle Zhang was standing at the door of the store, holding a mobile phone, looking like he was about to call someone.

After the figures of the three appeared in Uncle Zhang's line of sight, Uncle Zhang immediately put down his phone and walked quickly into the drizzle.

Uncle Zhang said to Wu Yan solemnly, "I think this typhoon is not quite right!"

Yu Qinglan and Wei Feng glanced at Wu Yan immediately, and Wu Yan nodded to Uncle Zhang: "I think so too."

The "feeling" that Wu Yan said was really based on his feeling; while Uncle Zhang inferred it based on the direction of Jinnan's aura, which was relatively more accurate than Wu Yan's feeling.

Wu Yan was just guessing at first, but now that even Uncle Zhang said that, it confirmed his previous thoughts.

And Yu Qinglan, who thought it was not a big deal at first, became serious in an instant: "What do you say now?"

Uncle Zhang motioned for them to follow into the store, and then pointed to the coffee table in the store that was used as a spiritual hub. The tea cups that were originally placed on it had obviously moved.

Ever since Wu Yan came to Baohua Pharmacy, he hadn't seen these teacups change positions.

Even if there is an occasional change, it is usually only one of them moving, and the movement is so small that it can be ignored.

"At first I just thought it was an ordinary typhoon, so I casually reinforced Jinnan's protective barrier. But just now, these teacups suddenly moved..." Uncle Zhang stretched out his hand and gestured, which made people feel more Intuitively see the movement trajectory of these teacups.

Yu Qinglan and Wei Feng haven't been to Baohua Drugstore for a long time, so naturally they don't remember the original location of these teacups, but Wu Yan has lived here for a long time, and under his influence, he also knows how big the commotion this time is. .

"The meteorological station said that the typhoon will make landfall in the early hours of tomorrow." Wu Yan glanced down at the coffee table, and his tone became a bit more cautious: "Uncle, can you move it away?"

"I'm afraid it's very difficult." Uncle Zhang shook his head: "I tried it just now, but it didn't work."

While speaking, there were specks of light in the air falling on Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang's eyes were instantly attracted by the light spot, and then fell on his shoulder following the light spot.

Originally, they were discussing important matters, but Uncle Zhang suddenly made an abnormal movement, which immediately attracted Yu Qinglan's attention.

Yu Qinglan was vigilant: "What's wrong, Uncle?"

Wu Yan: "It's nothing, probably the light of faith has 'arrived'."

Wu Yan knew what was going on when he saw Uncle Zhang's reaction.

Before Wu Yan's eyes were given to Yu Qinglan, he had seen these light spots on Uncle Zhang's body.

Because this kind of thing was inherently mysterious, Wu Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed it twice, but he didn't grab anything, so he didn't take it seriously.

But Uncle Zhang was very surprised.

The light of faith cannot be seen by ordinary people with yin and yang eyes.

Like Uncle Zhang, there are already believers in Jinnan, and scattered light of faith will fall on him at ordinary times.

And every time the typhoon season comes, there will be more lights of faith like this.

Because, there is a rumor in southern Shanxi - the typhoon that cannot land every year is deterred by the city god's temple in southern Jinan, which is full of incense.

Therefore, every year when the typhoon blows, some people will cue Chenghuang crazily.

Even some young people who usually don't go to Chenghuang Temple to offer incense at all will post some content about Jinnan Chenghuang Temple on Weibo or Moments on the eve of the typhoon.

"...?" Yu Qinglan blinked in surprise.

Although he had heard of the Light of Faith and the Power of Faith, he had never seen it. He was a little curious when he heard Wu Yan say this at first.

Uncle Zhang nodded, affirming what Wu Yan said just now, and then looked at Yu Qinglan: "If you want to see it, you can take off the Taoist talisman on your body."

Wei Feng raised his hand: "Me, me, me! Can I watch it too?"

Uncle Zhang: "You can't, ordinary yin and yang eyes can't see, only Ah Yan's pair can."

Wei Feng: "Sure."

"..." Yu Qinglan glanced at Wu Yan quietly.

I wanted to see it, but I took the talisman away in front of Uncle Zhang and Wei Feng...

hmmmmmm…

I always feel a little too ashamed.

According to the usual practice, there is a high probability that he cannot control his behavior.

In this way...wouldn't it be...the shame level exploded? !

Yu Qinglan was so entangled.

In the end, however, curiosity overcame shame.

Yu Qinglan seemed to be afraid that she would regret it, and put her mobile phone into Wu Yan's hand: "I'll just take a look, and you can return it to me later."

Wu Yan raised his eyes, grabbed Yu Qinglan's hand, and joked, "Then what if I pay you back?"

Yu Qinglan gave a small "tsk", as if to blame Wu Yan for being so naive.He squinted at Wu Yan, and immediately withdrew his hand: "Am I afraid of you?"

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you." Wu Yan shook his head helplessly under Yu Qinglan's gaze.

He had conceded defeat anyway.

After Yu Qinglan withdrew his hand, he didn't have the heart to argue with Wu Yan at all, and he didn't even look at Uncle Zhang. Instead, he took Wu Yan's arm with a smile, and stared at Wu Yan non-stop.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhang, who was waiting for Yu Qinglan to be amazed, slowly typed a "?" in his mind.

Wei Feng, who was not surprised at all: To be honest, just get used to it, just get used to it.

Is Wu Yan really used to it? He also reminded Yu Qinglan: "Aren't you curious about the light of faith? Are you not curious now?"

Only then did Yu Qinglan follow Wu Yan's words, and reluctantly turned his head to look at Uncle Zhang.

Around Uncle Zhang, there were dots of golden light, like grains of golden dust, slowly falling on him.

Of course, if there was a dark curtain instead of a white wall behind Uncle Zhang, the brilliance of faith might be a little more beautiful.

It's a pity that because of the typhoon, there is still light rain outside, and now the whole sky is covered by dark clouds, which looks a bit cold.Bright incandescent lights were turned on in the store, which made the light particles of faith less dazzling.

Yu Qinglan looked at the golden ashes in the air, it was indeed quite beautiful, dotted with stars.

He blinked without saying a word, blinked again, and then exclaimed in Uncle Zhang's expectation: "Wow! It's so beautiful!"

Uncle Zhang: "...?"

Why does it sound like... very careless?

As soon as Yu Qinglan finished speaking, before Uncle Zhang had any reaction, he immediately looked away, and his eyes fell on Wu Yan again.

Uncle Zhang: "...!"

I don't know why, but I feel that I really have no face.

Uncle Zhang: "Give him back the phone!"

Return my filial nephew and daughter-in-law! ! !

******

After the talisman returned to Yu Qinglan's hands, Yu Qinglan seemed to realize what he had just done, and looked at Uncle Zhang resentfully: "Uncle, I just..."

The moment Yu Qinglan regained consciousness, she hadn't thought about how to explain it to Uncle Zhang.But facing Uncle Zhang is completely different from facing the media, anyway, regardless of 21, just apologize first!

Uncle Zhang stretched out his hand to block Yu Qinglan: "This matter has nothing to do with you!"

"...?" Yu Qinglan opened her mouth, not quite understanding what Uncle Zhang meant.

Uncle Zhang looked at Wu Yan and gave him a sharp look: "Tell me about you, what's going on?!"

"???" Wu Yan looked puzzled: "What's wrong with me?"

Uncle Zhang's face was full of displeasure: "Isn't it all because of your eyes?! Or would Qinglan look like this?!"

Wu Yan: "???"

"Uncle, can you be reasonable?" Wu Yan looked at the cauldron in front of him, it was really big and round. "You didn't say it yourself at the beginning, because the 'eyes' have been away from me for too long, so when you see me, it is not surprising that you will react? Why do you want me to take the blame now?"

As soon as Wu Yan finished speaking, Yu Qinglan was already secretly poking his waist with his fingers.

"..." Uncle Zhang looked at Wu Yan twice: "If you don't recite it, do you want Qinglan to recite it?!"

Yu Qinglan wanted to say this when she secretly poked Wu Yan just now, but because of Uncle Zhang's presence, Yu Qinglan couldn't say it clearly.Now, Uncle Zhang helped him speak, and Yu Qinglan immediately echoed: "That's right!"

Wu Yan: →_→

You are so kind.

Yu Qinglan: ←_←

Of course I am embarrassed!

The author has something to say: Thanks to You Xun-Mo Ting for mine