When Zheng Yu and the others returned home, Mr. Gou and Zheng Xing were not at home, and they estimated that they were going to buy food and daily necessities. Zheng Ying went to make lunch. Zheng Yu thought about it, the things caused by Zheng Ying's accident were completely dealt with so far. The next step is to move on with your original plan. Thinking of this, he called Zheng Tai, who went to the kitchen to help, and asked.

"Is there such a thing as a nine-section whip at home, and an iron spear?"

Zheng Tai thought for a while and replied: "There are a few nine-section whips, but there are no iron spears, there are iron rods, and you can just put a spearhead on it." ”

As soon as Zheng Yu heard that there was a play, he said: "You go and bring me all the nine-section whips, and take an iron rod, you don't need to pretend to be a spearhead" Zheng Taiying was, and after a while, he took the things back, Zheng Yu estimated the length and chose three nine-section whips, a good iron rod of moderate length. Then let Zheng Tai take the rest, Zheng Tai didn't bother to ask what he was doing, and after putting it back in its place, he continued to go to the kitchen to help.

After Zheng Yu waited for Zheng Tai to leave, he took a nine-section whip and an iron rod and climbed to the roof of his room from the ladder on the side of the house, the roof was herringbone, Zheng Xing squatted on the side with his back to the courtyard, and the people in the courtyard could not see it. Then he connected the three nine-section whips together, tied the other end to an iron rod, which lay flat on the ridge of the house, just a groove that was stuck so that it could not easily roll off the roof, and then threw the other end of the long nine-section whip attached together to the ground behind the house. Zheng Yu saw that there was no problem on it, so he went down the ladder, ran to the back of the house, and stuck the other end of the nine-section whip in the soil, and knocked the stones a few times, and found a bunch of stones to press them. Back in the house. The prepared thread-bound rice paper, blank books, and the mad dog **** brought from the previous life were wrapped in black cloth and hidden on the main beam of the roof. After doing this, I washed my hands and came to Mingtang to sit and start drinking tea.

"Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed."

Zheng Yu was thinking about things in his heart, when Mr. Gou and Zheng Xing came back, entered the Ming Hall, Mr. Gou dusted off the ashes on his body, picked up a cup of tea and drank it all, and then breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zheng Yu.

"Young master, the grain and a product have been bought, in the afternoon, I will go to Steward Liu to go to Yamen to make a new title deed, and the farm is ours" Zheng Yu responded: "Okay." ”

At this time, the meal was also cooked, and several people praised Zheng Ying's craftsmanship fiercely at the dinner table. Zheng Ying said that she was going to pack a cooking schedule in the future, but Zheng Yu stopped her. Then he said to Zheng Ying seriously: "There will be people to do these things in the future, I will find you a teacher, and your next task is to study." When Zheng Ying heard that she could read, she could actually read, and she was so happy that she didn't know what to say. One vigorously said, "Thank you, brother!" Zheng Yu was a little embarrassed.

After lunch, Zheng Yu and his entourage went to the government to apply for the title deed, and as soon as they returned home, the sky was overcast. On summer days, it is not uncommon for children's faces to be sunny in the morning and stormy in the afternoon. It's just that Zheng Yu didn't expect this "east wind" to come so quickly.

Everyone was resting in their respective rooms at this time, Zheng Yu ran out and quietly climbed onto the roof of his room, and inserted the iron rod that had been placed in advance into the crack in the wall to make the iron rod stand upright. Then he leaned on the side and looked at the other end of the nine-section whip that hung down and was inserted on the ground, intact. It's a matter of life, but you can't be careless. After doing this, he quietly went back to his room, closed the windows and doors, and sat cross-legged on a wooden bench. Leave your body in the air without touching the ground. Holding a tablet in his hand and waiting quietly, he was a little nervous about success or failure.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and it was as dark as night even though it was afternoon. The clouds are low and feel like you're within reach. In a moment, there was a thunderous sound of "rumbling....", and the thundercloud slowly approached from afar, coming, Zheng Yu's nervous palms were sweating.

"Click...."There was a loud bang, accompanied by a dazzling white light that pierced the dark and dreary sky, and smashed into the room where Zheng Yu was like a demonic tentacle. The originally pitch-black environment was instantly illuminated like daylight by the lightning splitting down, and all the energy of the lightning was absorbed by the iron rods on the roof, and then led into the ground by the nine-section whip, and disappeared into the invisible. Then the heavy rain hit, and the lightning continued to split from the thunderclouds raging above the courtyard, and the outside of the house was charged with electricity due to the rain, and the electricity flowed every time, like the scene of the legendary gods and goddesses.

The people in the courtyard were already startled by the strange scene in front of them, and ran out with umbrellas one after another. Gathered in front of Zheng Yu's house and didn't dare to approach, screaming and jumping in a hurry. Zheng Ying sat paralyzed in the rain and cried, she just had a brother who loved her, was this going to be taken away by God? ? But there is no way, everyone knows that rushing over is only for nothing, and there is no other use.

In this age of fear of ghosts and gods, lightning represents heavenly punishment, and no matter how bold a person is, he does not have the courage to resist heavenly punishment. This kind of thing is beyond people's understanding. Zheng Yu turned on the flash on the tablet computer at the right time, turned it to SOS mode, flashed and flashed, and saw the inside of the house from the outside through the paper window, this kind of brightness is not something that people in this era can make. Then I turned up the volume of the tablet to the maximum and played a melodious piece of soft music. The song was soothing and serene, wafting out of the room and into everyone's ears. Zheng Ying and the others all fell silent after hearing this, waiting silently.

Zheng Yu's original intention was to make some movement to let them know that they were okay, and prevent them from jumping over the wall and forcibly rushing into the room because they were worried about themselves. If you are really struck by lightning, then you will die and you will not be able to redeem yourself. What he didn't expect was that the modern music played by modern musical instruments was unheard of by the ancients, and it sounded like a heavenly sound, and Mr. Gou was even more intoxicated with it.

"This happiness should only exist in heaven, why does it fall into the world!"

Summer thundershowers come and go quickly. Zheng Yu heard the thunder getting quieter, quickly put away the tablet, and lay back on the bed as if nothing happened. The clouds cleared and the weather cleared. The weak Zheng Ying was the first to rush into Zheng Yu's room, followed by the rest of the people. There was nothing abnormal in the room, Zheng Yu was sleeping quietly on the bed. Zheng Ying stepped forward, pushed Zheng Yu, and called softly: "Brother? Elder brother? Wake up......"

Zheng Yu felt that it would be too much to pretend any longer, so he woke up pretending to be sleepy-eyed, looked at everyone innocently, and asked curiously, "Why are you here??" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Zheng Yu was fine.

"Brother, are you okay? You ..... just now," Zheng Ying was interrupted by Mr. Gou before she could finish speaking.

"Young Master, do you feel unwell, or is there anything else unusual?"

"No, it feels good. I just had a strange dream, and I was woken up by you before I finished it, what's wrong? What happened? Zheng Yu replied with a blank face.

Hearing this, several people looked at each other in surprise. Mr. Gou continued to ask, "Can the young master tell us what he dreamed of?" ”

Zheng Yu sat up and said with some excitement: "Yes!" Go, I'm a little thirsty, drink saliva. Let's go to Mingtang and talk slowly."