I'm struck by lightning and you may die

Since ancient times, places like teahouses and restaurants have been gathering and distributing places for news from all walks of life. On the surface, Tang Di's eyes are dull and fuzzy, but in fact, practitioners like them are very sharp. A few tables away from him, a group of people are chatting. Gotta be hot.

Tang Di took a look. These guys were tall and thick, and they had the special aura of a cultivator, but they didn't wear the school uniforms that looked very high-end. It is very likely that they got together halfway. Casual repair.

One of them, a man with a dark complexion, a beard, and a rough dialect, said in a low voice: "When I was in Suiling, a friend told me that this secret place in Yangtian Mountain in Qingzhou is very tricky. It is said that it was the secret mansion sealed up before the fall of the famous "General" 700 years ago, and the government of each state sent people to try to get involved!"

The man next to him with a sallow face and a sickly look sneered, and said in a high-pitched voice: "You're talking nonsense, it's too late to keep such a big secret, how could your friend tell you?" Waiting for the great power of the emperor who can sweep thousands of troops on the battlefield, can easily be broken into the mansion? It is you fool, what others say is what they say."

When the black-faced man heard this, he immediately became unhappy, and said anxiously, "You...you are a fool! What kind of secret is this? What do you think the Taoist disciples in Qingzhou are doing for?" Come on, seeing them is usually harder than going to the government to rob a circle, but now they can be seen everywhere like Chinese cabbages sold on the street!"

The man who didn't believe it before heard this, his expression turned cold, he paused, and said: "Is this really true?"

The black-faced man said seriously: "It's absolutely true, if there is even a little bit of falsehood, I'll go and chop off the head of a bandit who often robs official roads and give it to you as a kick."

The man laughed loudly: "I don't want to kick the thief's head as a ball. If I want to kick you, I'm afraid that my new shoes will be dirty."

Tang Di listened to the joking conversation of the people at the table, the corners of his eyes moved slightly, he yawned and called Xiao Er to change a pot of Biluochun.The jasmine tea in this teahouse was not freshly picked this season, and it smelled of old age. He didn't move after taking a sip.The freshly brewed tea was brought up, he poured a cup, looked at the color of the tea in the cup, frowned and managed to swallow it.

The sky outside gradually darkened, the guests at the surrounding tables changed several times, and even the storyteller left one.The child feels too much, Wei Fang has been playing for a long time, and he can't hold it anymore. He yawned and couldn't open his sleepy eyes. Tang Di also got the news he wanted here, holding the child in one hand and carrying it in the other. The things I bought wandered back to the general's mansion.

In the middle of the night, there was a light rain outside the window, and the window was still open. Tang Di, who was always sleepy, was woken up by the damp water vapor in the air and the sound of raindrops hitting objects.He got up and was about to close the window, and when he walked to the bed, he saw the sky without a single star and was inexplicably flustered.

As soon as the window was closed, a flash of extremely bright lightning flashed across. Tang Di was afraid that the thunder would wake Wei Fang up, so he made a soundproof formula to cover the bed.The rumbling thunder seems to have moved from the horizon to him from far and near, and exploded in his ears again.

Tang Di walked back to the bed, staring blankly at Wei Fang who was sleeping into a big character, and the saliva on his mouth was blown into a big bubble.Children are generally not very honest when they sleep. Although Wei Fang is the reincarnation of Prince Donghuang, he still has the bad habit of kicking the quilt when he sleeps. The quilt that was tightly tucked up for him before going to bed is only pushed on his little one. There is a side on the belly.

Tang Di was about to lament that children are such magical creatures, when suddenly there was a tingling feeling from the soles of his feet to the back of his head, Tang Di shook, and secretly thought, damn it.

Another flash of lightning flashed across the room, lighting up the whole room. Tang Di shivered and felt a burst of despair... He might never pay off General Pinghai's debt in his life.

——Wei Fang's ninth thunder tribulation came again.