The last stroke fell, and Lin Ling looked at the flower roll in the moonlight with satisfaction.

It may be that travel makes people feel happy, and during this time, she feels that her painting level has improved a lot.

Maybe it was that person who inspired me.

Lin Ling thought so.

The night was already deep, and the sky was clear tonight, without lightning or thunder.

She packed up her tools and went back to her room to tidy up.

Tang Sheng was in a bad mood and decided to leave here early.

That's fine.

Some of the scenery is very good, but it is difficult to be impressed if you see too much.

After tidying up her backpack, she went to the wooden raft outside again, and watched Brother Wang next door still sitting there fishing, like a stone statue.

What a strange person.

She found a chair and sat down, just quietly looking at the figure opposite, constantly guessing in her heart whether Brother Wang was that person.

But no matter what, that unknown figure has left an indelible mark on her heart, like the thunder and lightning on the lake last night.

When it was light, Lin Ling left with the team.

When the boat passed by Wu Jun's wooden house, Lin Ling saw Brother Wang, who had not moved all night, raised his head and smiled at her.

Although there was no sound, Lin Ling seemed to hear him say, goodbye.

So she also smiled playfully and waved at him: "Goodbye, Monkey King." ”

What Monkey King?

Wu Jun frowned, not knowing what the girl was trying to say.

He is so fat now, he has a half-dime relationship with the Monkey King, and Marshal Tianpeng is about the same.

However, the girl's mind is more difficult to understand, and he is too lazy to think about it, and there may not be a chance to meet in the future.

Although the Transfiguration Technique didn't consume much Heavenly Master energy when used, and there was no discomfort, looking at the shadow in the water was not familiar with him, and this feeling always made him a little uncomfortable.

Now that the acquaintance was gone, he quickly returned to his original appearance, and then looked at his reflection on the calm water.

It seems to have lost a little weight again.

No, if it goes on like this, it's really going to become a grandson monkey with a lonely face, a don't have a cheek, and a thunderous mouth, and no girl will like it in the future.

It seems that there is still a lack of oil and water, so we need to eat more and make up more.

Thinking of this, he took out the phone and wanted to ask Fang Heng where he had gone, but after pressing it a few times, the screen didn't light up, and then he remembered that there was no power yesterday.

When the electricity is used, I hate it, and I don't have a charger.

Why don't you try charging your phone yourself?

Wu Jun felt that after being struck by lightning overnight, his understanding of thunder and lightning had improved a lot, and he should be able to give it a try.

It's a big deal to burn the phone.

Anyway, the detailed address was also sent to Fang Heng, so he shouldn't get lost.

And a dead phone is equivalent to a scrap, what if it succeeds?

Just do it when you think of it, it has always been Wu Jun's excellent style.

First release the energy of the Heavenly Master, perceive the internal structure of the mobile phone clearly, find the terminals on the battery, peel off a small trace of thunder beads, and then release them on a few terminals.

Smack-

A faint sound came from the phone, Wu Jun quickly looked at it, the battery seemed to be fine, and some small parts on the circuit board seemed to be burned.

It's a bit embarrassing to fail on the first attempt.

He felt that it was not that he didn't control it well, but that the phone was too fragile, and that it must be so.

Wu Jun sat by the water and pondered for a long time, and finally figured out a truth:

If you're not professional, don't mess around.

He casually threw his phone in the trash, and finally found an excuse to get a new one.

I heard that there was a folding screen mobile phone recently, and he thought he could buy it and try it.

......

At this time, Fang Heng was standing outside Caracas Airport, and the taxi here seemed a little chaotic, which reminded Fang Heng of the railway station in Xilin City during the Spring Festival.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he decided not to deal with these drivers, who were not easy to mess with at first glance, but ran directly at night.

He had just used the map software to look at it, and it was only more than 500 kilometers away from Master.

At his current speed, if he runs in a straight line, he will be there almost tomorrow morning.

Walking to the edge of the city, Fang Heng carried the two large suitcases on his back, and then followed the direction indicated on his mobile phone and began to run wildly.

The moonlight was bright, and Fang Heng saw countless kowtow machines in the vast field.

It was the first time he had seen such a machine pumping oil from the ground, and it was the first time he had smelled the not-so-good smell of crude oil.

Where there is so much oil, it should be rich, right?

Just like Dubai, because of the oil, it is rich and oily.

But the sights along the way made him doubt his judgment, and he always felt more tattered than the countryside in Thailand.

After a night's hard work, by dawn, he was only a few dozen kilometers away from Master.

And the electricity of the mobile phone and a power bank are also used cleanly at this time.

Navigation is too power-intensive.

But when he got to this place, he didn't panic.

It's only a few dozen kilometers, and he also knows the general direction, the master is on a big lake, and it's easy to find.

Now his main task is not to find people, but to find nearby towns and buy enough oil.

When he found a small town and went to the largest supermarket, he bought all the olive oil on the shelves with a pitiful variety of goods and a small number of olive oils on the shelves.

This made Fang Heng very incomprehensible, this was even poorer than he imagined!

But if you want to talk about poverty, it doesn't seem to be all like this.

He saw a lot of money thrown in the trash can in the supermarket, although it was a little different from the money he used, but it was also money, so was it really good to just throw it in the trash can?

With all kinds of doubts, Fang Heng continued to hurry.

It was just after noon and we finally came to the huge Maracaibo Lake.

Seeing the endless surface of the water, Fang Heng was a little stunned.

In his mind, how big can a lake be?

At most, it is more than ten miles away, and even if you walk around the lake, it won't take much time.

But now the lake is as vast as the sea, where is Master?

It was impossible to ask for directions, and although the natives who looked like Indians were quite enthusiastic, he couldn't understand a word.

And he's not used to talking to the locals, it's a little scary, and his mouth is almost in his face!

He found that many locals spoke like this, and he didn't know how they could put up with each other's saliva.

Sure enough, the world is so big, there are no surprises, and it makes sense for Master to let him come out and experience it.

In the end, he decided to use a stupid trick and walk along the lake with two large boxes on his back.

The earth is round, and if you always go forward, you can always return to the original point, and the lake is also round, and you can always find Master along the edge.

From the morning to the dark, I saw that the sky was overcast, and it seemed that it was about to rain, so I couldn't help but start to get anxious.

He is not afraid of the rain, but he is afraid of drenching the two boxes of spices, which is really a trip for nothing.

Boom –

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and fell on the water not far away.

The sudden explosion startled him, and before he could come back to his senses, there were two bolts of lightning that crossed together.

And then the third, the fourth......

The lightning in the sky kept slashing down as if they didn't need money, and they all seemed to be slashing in the same place.

Fang Heng had never seen such a scene, and he was a little scared in his heart, but soon he found that there was a person standing on the water in the distance.

All the lightning that kept falling fell on this man.

He squinted, but quickly recognized it with his excellent eyesight.

Isn't this Master?

What kind of injury did he do...... No, Master won't do anything bad that hurts heaven and reason, he must be in the middle of a catastrophe!

Could it be that Master is about to ascend?

He shouted a few times on the shore, but it may have been too far away, and the thunder was so loud that Master couldn't hear it.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Fang Heng saw a small wooden boat on the shore at a glance, and jumped directly on it and rowed towards it.

He wasn't afraid of those lightning bolts now, because the Master was there.

......

After a night last night, the thunderstorm is here again today, and Wu Jun certainly won't miss this opportunity.

A total of 500 hours will be split, and there is a long way to go.

But with one experience, this time he didn't panic.

It's uncomfortable, but if you can't die anyway, it's okay to get motion sickness.

And the curse voice was gone today, which made him feel a lot quieter, and he could concentrate on catching the trail of lightning.

Boom Boom Boom –

After a few bolts of lightning, Wu Jun felt a little eyebrows, and the lightning trajectory captured in the sea was clearer than last time.

Just as he was concentrating on catching the trail of lightning, suddenly a voice came from the thunder.

"Master!"

He couldn't help frowning, don't scold MMP tonight?

No, the sound didn't come from the sky, and it sounded familiar, like ...... Fang Heng?

Wu Jun looked back, and sure enough, it was Fang Heng who was desperately rowing a small boat.

This guy is really not afraid of death.

Before the refining is completed, dare to break here?

As soon as he turned off the thunder suit, the thunderbolt that was attracted quickly went away, rose high into the air, and the rolling thunder was much quieter.

Fang Heng rowed the boat over, and almost didn't dare to recognize Wu Jun when he saw it.

Master, how miserable it is, all of them have lost weight like this!

No wonder you want him to buy more oil, I guess he hasn't eaten here, right?

"Master!"

"Well, here?" Wu Jun pointed in the direction of the wooden house, "The house is over there, you go and rest first." ”

Fang Heng hurriedly said: "Then I'll make something delicious, and I'll send it to you later, this time I brought a lot of authentic seasonings." ”

Wu Jun thought about it and thought it would be good.

Today, the thunder suit has increased the strength of the thunder and lightning again, as if it has consumed his physical strength to the maximum, and he now feels like he can eat a cow.

And cultivating while eating something seems to be quite poetic.

So he said: "There are fish in the net in front of the wooden house, you make a boiled fish fillet, remember to put more peppercorns." ”

"Okay, Master. ”

Fang Heng hurriedly went back to cooking, while Wu Jun opened the detergent again.

Boom –

A thunderbolt fell, and Wu Jun was about to check the lightning trail captured in the sea, when a crisp and puzzled voice seemed to ring in his ears.

"Is it delicious with more peppercorns?"