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After a while, the rain became so heavy that it was out of control.

When Lu Wangzhi got out of the garage, he found that two to three centimeters of water had accumulated on the road. The raindrops were as large and dense as hailstones hitting the front window glass.

Seeing this, Zhuang Sui took out a water-proof talisman from his pocket. This thing was made by Zhou Huai, and it worked very well. In an instant, a thin barrier was formed outside the car, and the vision became clearer immediately.

"It's raining too much." Lu Wangzhi frowned, and drove the car to Yanjiang Avenue. After driving for a few minutes, the water on the avenue actually deepened, and pedestrians were drowned when they crossed the road. Ankle, "This summer seems to have more rain than usual."

"It's a bit too much." Zhuang Sui looked out the car window thoughtfully. The heavy rain caused the visibility to be extremely low, and he couldn't see anything ten meters away.

The climate in Haicheng is relatively hot, with abundant rainfall, and the urban drainage system is not bad. Especially in the central urban area, there is rarely water on the roads.But now the water is getting deeper and deeper. It is obvious that the rainwater is coming too fast and too heavy, and the drainage system is overloaded in a short period of time.Nearby is the riverside, if the water does not recede, there may even be a situation where the river backflows later.

However, no matter how heavy the rain was, with the help of the Water Avoidance Talisman, the two of them returned home without getting a drop of water.

Zhuang Sui made a pot of tea and turned on the TV.The local news is being broadcast on the TV. Because of the heavy rain, the orange rainstorm warning signal has been put on the news. The host continuously broadcasts several bursts of information, all of which are large-scale water accumulation and traffic obstruction. Citizens please Pay attention to the detour.

"Lane No. 18, Qianjin Street, Beiwan District, was knee-deep in water, and the electric box at the entrance of a restaurant leaked electricity, which knocked down a passerby. Road officials have arrived to clean it up. Citizens are asked not to go to this area for the time being, and repeat the broadcast... ..."

Zhuang Sui frowned, picked up his cell phone and made a call.

"Are you home yet?"

When Lu Wangzhi passed by, he heard Ye Tianshuang on the other end of the phone shouting loudly: "Boss, what are you talking about?! It's raining too much, I can't hear what you said!"

Zhuang Sui raised his voice: "Here, home, yes, no!"

"Oh oh oh, here we are! Just arrived downstairs!" Ye Tianshuang also shouted.

"Okay, it's all right, take a good rest when you get home, don't go out tonight."

After Zhuang Sui finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and it was only then that Lu Wangzhi remembered that Ye Tianshuang seemed to live on the other side of Qianjin Street, thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhuang Sui.

The host on the TV is still broadcasting weather information. Although the torrential rain tonight is not small, it is still within the tolerance range of Haicheng. It is worth noting that according to the monitoring of the Meteorological Observatory, there are new typhoons forming at sea. It has been upgraded to a super typhoon, and it is about 1400 kilometers away from the coast. It is expected to make landfall in three days. If its route does not change much, then Haicheng happens to be within its sphere of influence.

However, Lu Wangzhi, who was used to seeing typhoons, didn't feel too much. After scrolling through Moments for a while, admiring the selfie of Lin Huan's dog's head being drenched, he went to wash up.

After washing, he brushed his hair and walked to the room. He noticed that the floor-to-ceiling glass door of the living room was open, so he looked there curiously, and found that Zhuang Sui was looking at something on the balcony.

"what happened?"

Zhuang Sui turned his head when he heard the voice, and immediately noticed Lu Wangzhi's dripping hair.

The water droplets the size of rice grains completed the transfer between the hair ends and the skin, dripped down the slender neck, and flowed into the neckline of the pajamas.The light in the living room shone on the water mark, reflecting a faint seductive luster.

After taking a bath, Lu Wangzhi lazily yawned like a lazy and elegant lion.

The turbid breath of the rain was instantly dissipated by his soul energy. Zhuang Sui found that he had been paying more attention to the other party's soul energy recently, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "... hair."

Lu Wangzhi didn't notice his strangeness, but misunderstood his meaning: "I'll dry it later." He also discovered two days ago that although the ghost aura in this house is not a climate, it will be attracted by his soul aura , The spirit body devouring his soul energy will have a certain gain effect, and it is true that the soul energy cannot be released for too long.

Zhuang Sui hummed, and withdrew his hand resting on the railing. Lu Wangzhi noticed that his hand was covered with rainwater, and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a gurgling cry from below. Zhuang Sui sighed, and helplessly stretched out his hand to the railing again.

Lu Wangzhi took a closer look and found that it was egg powder: "...what's wrong with it?"

Dan San flapped his wings clumsily, and unceremoniously shook Zhuang Sui's body of rain, and Zhuang Sui held it in front of him: "It's so stupid, the rain is so heavy that it can't see the way clearly, so it stuck its head under the balcony railing." In the gap, if I didn't have good hearing, no one would have noticed it here all night."

Lu Wangzhi: "..."

Lu Wangzhi suppressed a smile and brought a big towel, and Zhuang Sui took it, rubbing the dry egg up and down roughly.

Lu Wangzhi saw that Zhuang Sui was covered with rainwater from Dan San, and turned around to get another towel. Dan San took advantage of Zhuang Sui's throwing away the towel, spread his wings and jumped towards Lu Wangzhi's shoulder. With quick eyes and quick hands, he was strangled by the throat of fate with a gurgling sound.

This scream was mostly covered by the sound of rain. Lu Wangzhi had already passed through the living room so he didn't hear it. Zhuang Sui and others went to the bathroom before staring at Dan San and said, "Don't think I don't know what you want to do."

Dan San: "Guga!"

Zhuang Sui muttered: "One or two are all on his neck, and I don't even think about who raised you."

Of course, more importantly, for some reason that he couldn't explain clearly, he didn't want to see the egg scatter and arch Lu Wangzhi's neck.

Dan San's chest rose and fell rapidly, and his neck trembled. Zhuang Sui sensed something was wrong and let go of his hand, only to see it open its beak and spit on the balcony floor, spitting out a puddle of thick black fishy water.

Zhuang Sui raised his eyebrows: "Didn't I tell you to eat less of a ghost?"

Dan San turned his head and cooed outside the balcony.

"Not a ghost?" Zhuang Sui was a little surprised, "Did you eat something from the rain?"

He looked down at his drenched hands, the raindrops between his fingers slipped into his palms, and if he looked carefully under the light, he would find that there was a little haze inside the raindrops, the moment they touched Zhuang Sui's palms. It was forced to disperse by a faint golden light on the palm prints, and turned into a little smoke that evaporated back into the humid air.

Zhuang Sui's eyes darkened slightly: "This rain..."

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the storm, and he suddenly turned his head, looking into the rain, with a faint frown between his brows.

**

Exit from the north side of Central Axis Square and continue northward through two streets, and you will arrive at Xinghuan Square.This is a commercial and leisure complex with two basement floors and three floors above ground. It is now closing time, most of the shops have turned off their lights and closed, only a few sporadic shops are still lit.

Guan Qing was the last one to get off work. She went around the clothing store to make sure that everything was in order, and then she turned on the switch and locked the door to leave.

The torrential rain continued for several hours and still showed no sign of stopping. Guan Qing was worrying about how to get home when she suddenly heard something screaming.

She turned her head to look in the direction of the sound and found that it was a passage leading to an underground tram line.The faint sound sounded like a puppy whimpering. Guan Qing, who loves small animals, couldn't help but walk over.

It was past the time of the last train, and all the lights in the deep passage were turned off, only the one near the exit was still on.

The sound of rain was too loud, Guan Qing didn't notice the strange sound of water flowing under the noise, she went to the passage to look inside, and gasped for a moment.

There was more than ten to twenty centimeters of water accumulated in the passage, and a half-sized dog was flopping about in the accumulated water, almost completely submerged in the water.

Guan Qing rushed over without even thinking about it. She waded into the water and ran to the puppy, but she didn't think the water was dirty, so she reached out and hugged the puppy.

"Great." She smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, and stroked the puppy's messy hair soothingly, "Why are you so careless?"

She walked back with the puppy in her arms, only to find it struggling endlessly in her arms, seeming quite frightened.

"What's the matter? Don't be afraid, it's all right. I'll take you to a place without water right away."

Guan Qing came out from the passage, put the puppy on the ground, stretched out her finger and nodded its little head: "It's all right now."

But the puppy barked, bit her sleeve and pulled it back desperately. Guan Qing was puzzled: "Why are you still biting my clothes, you ungrateful little bastard?"

The water in the channel began to churn at some point, and the sound of the torrential rain covered up its movement.

Guan Qing was dragged forward by the puppy and was about to pick it up again when she suddenly felt a chill on her ankle.

"Ah!" Before she even had time to cry out for help, the thing wrapped around her feet rolled violently, pulling her into the water in the passage.

The water was clearly only about ten or twenty centimeters deep, but Guan Qing seemed to be firmly held down by something, waving her hands and feet and trying to get out of the water, but her head was pushed into the water vigorously.

The flowing water seemed to have noticed the puppy that had escaped from the devil's grasp, and flowed out of the channel while suppressing Guan Qing.

The puppy barked anxiously a few times, probably because he was extremely afraid of the strange water flow. It glanced at the place where Guan Qing disappeared, whimpered, turned around, stepped on four legs, and ran desperately into the rainstorm.

The water in the channel gradually calmed down, Guan Qing seemed to be completely swallowed by it, and there was no more movement.