The rain flowed down the eaves and splashed countless flowers on the ground. Cheerful splashes, splashing drops on the folds of Ziying's skirt.

At this time, the male protagonist in the house smiled and invited them in for tea. He finally had time and the heart to invite the two guests to tea.

The tea leaves of the farmhouse are relatively coarse.

Although Wen Xiaotian is a zombie, he is more particular about wine and tea. He politely took the teacup handed by the male protagonist, smiled and thanked him, but did not take half a sip.

Ziying doesn't pay attention to eating and drinking, she happily took a few sips, only to find that Wen Xiaotian had been pretending to drink tea...

Ziying glanced at the enthusiastic male protagonist apologetically, and then lowered her voice and said to Wen Xiaotian: "This place is not better than your Jubao Villa, only a cup of coarse tea, can you give some face and take a sip?" ”

Angel Wen Xiao gave a knowing look and took a sip of tea to the male protagonist and Ziying...

Phew, it's hard to drink!

He took this light and tasteless tea in his mouth, and he couldn't swallow it...

"This rain won't stop for a while and a half, if you don't mind, just wait for me to make lunch and everyone eat together." The male protagonist doesn't have time to accompany these two guests, so he has to be busy cooking for his daughter-in-law.

Under the hospitality of the male protagonist, the two agreed to have lunch here for a while. The male protagonist left happily.

"Hey, you haven't swallowed that tea yet?" It was Ziying who opened her mouth to talk to the male protagonist just now, Wen Xiaotian only nodded with tea in her mouth, but she didn't say anything.

This sip of tea is really hard to swallow, Wen Xiaotian saw that the male protagonist had left, so he spit out the tea in his mouth back to the teacup, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Spare me, I really can't drink it." ”

"It's nice to have tea for you to drink, do you want to drink blood?" Ziying didn't like him to be too picky eater.

Wen Xiaotian knew the sarcasm in her words, he just smiled slightly to show that he knew his mistake, in fact, he was thinking in his heart: "It's best to drink blood, this is my food." ”

"Wait for me here, I'll go out for a while." Wen Xiaotian suddenly got up, took an oil-paper umbrella and ran out of the farm.

A moment later, he ran in with ease and pleasure, looking very happy.

"It's raining so hard, what are you doing out there?" Ziying saw that he hid his hands behind him, as if he was holding something...

"Look..."Wen Xiaotian grinned and stretched out his hand...

At first glance, he has a large snake wrapped around one arm and two ripe fruits in the other.

"Do you brave the rain to run out to pick fruit or catch snakes?" Ziying visually inspected the fat snake in his hand, which weighed about six or seven catties.

Wen Xiaotian handed the fruit to her, played with the snake in his hand proudly, and said, "There are snakes on the fruit tree, so I have to catch both!" Snakes are very tonic, do you want to eat them? ”

"I don't want to!" Zi Yingte doesn't like snakes, let alone eat snake soup!

Wen Xiaotian pouted, his expression was cute, and he shook his head: "If you don't eat and pull down, I'll give it to others." ”

He really gave it away, it was sent to the kitchen, saying that it was to mend the body of the heroine who had just given birth. The male protagonist in the kitchen was so happy and thanked him again and again.

However, this male protagonist doesn't know how to cook snake soup...

Wen Xiaotian immediately recommended himself and took the initiative to help the male protagonist cut the snake, but in fact, he secretly drank snake blood...

Not long after, he came out of the kitchen with glory and proudly said to Ziying: "It's fun to help others, that's right!" ”

Your sister, killing a snake is also called helping others...

Ziying glanced at him with disdain and said sarcastically: "Generosity is true. ”

Wen Xiaotian heard what she meant, so he laughed and put the gem on the table: "Listen to you for your husband, take it!" ”

Ziying snickered, so as not to be polite to this rich man. She grabbed his beloved gem and glanced at the light, and said lightly: "Tianmu Gongzi's vision is really high, this is indeed an excellent gem, and it is worth a lot!" Well, I think it's your birthday present for your child! ”

She really congratulated the heroine with the two gems.

Wen Xiaotian's happy expression froze, and he secretly screamed miserably: "Ziying, you are a loser's wife, can't you give a little less?" ”

When lunch was almost cooked, there were bursts of silver bells in the drizzling rain, and I heard someone shouting outside: "Drive the corpse on the road, don't approach the living..."

After a while, I saw a middle-aged corpse-chasing Taoist priest appear at the gate of the farm.

The Taoist priest anxiously and eagerly shouted to the people in the farm, "Master, can you borrow a place to shelter from the rain?" ”

He was soaking wet, and he leaned half into the gate of the farm, still shaking the silver bell in his hand, which seemed rapid and harsh in the rain.

Behind him, outside the farmstead, stood five dead bodies. The hands and feet of the five corpses were tied to a long pole, which was carried by two apprentices at either end.

The Taoist rattle was just pretending, but in fact, he couldn't control the dead body. He just adds to the mystery with silver bells and other gadgets, and his task is to send the dead body to the guest's designated place for burial.

The male protagonist heard someone shouting outside and immediately ran out, and when he saw that it was a Taoist priest who drove the corpse, he was not happy: "My lady just gave birth to a child, you are too unlucky to drive the corpse!" Hurry up, hurry up, go away! ”

"It's not easy to walk on a rainy day, so let's take shelter in the courtyard, right?" The Taoist priest rang the bell while wiping the rain on his face, and kept begging the male protagonist for accommodation.

The male protagonist is very taboo about this kind of thing, he resolutely did not let the Taoist priest step into the house half a step, and pushed the Taoist priest out of the door, and closed the door heavily: "Phew, bad luck!" What a bad luck! ”

The Taoist priest was so helpless that he could only sigh heavily and continue to walk on the muddy road.

The rain became heavier and heavier, with occasional thunder. Lightning streaked across the dark sky, followed by a thunderclap...

Ziying in the house was frightened by this thunderstorm and cowered aside.

Wen Xiaotian knew that she was afraid of thunder and lightning, so he held her hand and persuaded: "Don't be afraid, with me here, thunder can't hit you." ”

"Don't believe it, don't believe it, you can't avoid lightning!" Ziying took off his hand and covered her ears in the hope that she wouldn't hear the thunder. But the thunder was so loud that it was deafening.

Wen Xiaotian wanted to say what lightning protection was, but he didn't say it. I saw him push open the door of the house, ready to use his skills to disperse the dark clouds in the sky, when Ziying ran over with a scream, quickly closed the door and scolded: "You are crazy! Standing at the door, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? ”

"Thunder doesn't dare to hack me." This immortal zombie is not afraid of lightning strikes, if there is really a lightning strike, it will not kill him and scorch, it will only increase his energy.

Thunderbolt really didn't dare to hack him, for fear that he would gain higher energy and destroy the world.

"Arrogance!" Ziying glanced at him and closed the door tightly to prevent him from going out.

Then there was another thunderclap in the air, and the whole room shook with it. The baby in the house cried so loudly that the heroine coaxed in fear.

Ziying was also frightened, and couldn't help but grab Wen Xiaotian's arm: "Don't go, I'm afraid." ”

"Oops." Wen Xiaotian realized that something was happening not far away, but he couldn't go out, he had to stay at Ziying, because Ziying was afraid of thunder.

After a while, the thunder stopped, and the rain tended to decrease.

A frightened cry came from outside the gate of the farm, and the Taoist priest who chased the corpse was banging on the gate vigorously: "The corpse has changed!" Hide, hide! ”