When I was a child, the wind was unreasonable and afraid of thunder, and I would run over at night to sleep with Wang Xilou, and it was hot in summer, Wang Xilou would take a fan to cool him off, and suddenly a muffled thunder roared to wake him up, and she would say next to her: Grandpa Tiangong walks slowly, don't scare me in vain.

"Why do you say that Grandpa Tiangong walks slowly?" At that time, Xiaofeng was unreasonable, and it happened to be at the age of a curious baby who had to ask why everything.

"I'll tell you in one bite." She stretched her face over, and a big face pushed the wind away unreasonably.

“……”

"Not dear?" Her tone was threatening.

"I'm already in the big class, and I'll be in the first grade next year!"

"Really not close?"

Xiaofeng tried to reason with her unreasonably: "The teacher said that girls can't be kissed by others casually!" ”

"Master, are you someone else?" She has an expression on her face that if you dare to say that the master is someone else, her little ass will bloom again tonight.

"I don't want to kiss you! The teacher said that only people who like it can kiss it. ”

"You don't like Master? Master is so sad. ”

"No, it's not, I like Wang Xilou."

"That's fine."

Xiaofeng looked unreasonable and tangled.

Wang Xilou blew some wind in his ears casually, saying something, don't you want to kiss your wife in the future so you don't follow your master, then you can marry your master in the future, why is your face so red, joking with you, is it possible that you really want to marry your master when you grow up? You're not too timid at a young age! But if you really want Master to be your wife, it's not like Master can't think about it...... Balabala's.

In the end, forced by obscenity, Feng Wuli still imprinted it on her face, and swore in her heart that when he grew up, he would definitely bully him back!

She smiled and said: "That's because, Grandpa Tiangong walks in the sky, he is sometimes in a hurry, walking too fast, the footsteps are loud, it will boom, and then it will form thunder, his robe will stir up the wind, and the sweat on his body will become rain, we hear the thunder and know that he is running too fast again, so we tell him to walk slowly, he will slow down, and there will be no thunder." ”

"It turns out that the rain is formed like this, Wang Xilou, you are so powerful, you know everything!"

That was when Wang Xilou was at its brightest.

Perhaps it was the power of worship when he was a child, and Feng Unreasonable was convinced of it until the fifth or sixth grade, until later he learned that the rain was caused by the condensation of water vapor to form rain.

Wang Xilou is purely feudal superstition.

How dare she teach herself that! How dare she?!

In fact, when the cultivation reaches a certain height, it is not necessary to call for wind and rain, but Wang Xilou's words are also recorded, but in the record, it is not that Tiangong walked too fast to form a rainstorm.

The Eastern Jin Dynasty's "Divine Strange Sutra" has clouds: there is a large stone room in the East Barren Mountain, and the Eastern Princes live in Yan, often throwing pots with a jade girl. Each thousand two hundred arrows are thrown. Those who enter and do not leave, the heavens will be drunk for them; Those who come out and don't take it by mistake will laugh at it.

This is to say that the prince of the East likes to throw pots with a jade girl, and the sky will see him throw pots and laugh. However, the "Zhuangzi" records that "the jade girl throws the pot, and the sky laughs at it." ”

Therefore, if you have to make a superstitious explanation, in fact, it is not the thunder and rainstorm caused by the walking of the heavenly prince, but the eastern prince who voted the pot, causing the heavenly laughter.

What makes people sigh is that the prince of the east is the head of the immortals, and the sky is laughing and the electricity is electricity, and the sky is sorry for the rain. The sky is the audience, and the fairy is just a drama to fight the sky and laugh.

June 28, heavy rain

"Holy, it's raining so hard!" The slave walked with big white legs, put a coat on the outside of his swimsuit, and went to the shelter from the rain in front, and the rain fell as soon as it was said, and he hurriedly ran.

He followed closely and frowned, "No swearing." ”

"A little bit, just say it!"

Feng Wuli held Wanwan with one hand, and ran away with the black cat with the other.

Aunt Wang ran a hundred meters and couldn't breathe, her spicy chicken was not weak for one night or two nights, and the wind was unreasonable.

Took them to find a specialty noodle restaurant.

Wang Xilou is worthy of meeting a beautiful girl once in 800 years, and many people secretly looked over, and they were swept over by the spirit who had turned into Schwarzenegger's physique, and they all withdrew their gaze.

I went to a no-man's corner and sat down.

"Why is it raining so hard all of a sudden!" There was a lot of sand on his feet, and when he sat down, he raised one foot regardless of his image and slapped the tender pig's trotters with his hand.

Luckily, there aren't many people in this corner.

"I'm still clean!"

"It's clean, too."

"You two be quiet." Wang Xilou stroked the hair that was sticking to his cheeks.

Feng Wuli took out three big towels, put them on Wang Xilou and them, and wiped Wang Xilou's hair.

It doesn't seem like a good thing for girlfriends to change from one to three, it's really annoying.

In a rough voice, he asked, "My hair is a little wet too." ”

A towel was thrown to her.

Xiao Wei looked at the towel in his hand and continued his mental attack: "Why don't you wipe them three times for me?" She reminded that there was also a girlfriend here.

Feng Wuwu muttered for two seconds and asked, "...... Can you be happy by torturing me like this? ”

"Yes." She's honest.

"......" Feng frowned unreasonably: "Why haven't you gone back to the shadows yet." ”

The spirit wanted to say something, but suddenly frowned: "This rain is wrong." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the voice of the slave classmate who was chattering and complaining about the weather suddenly disappeared.

A wooden hairpin fell to the ground, snapped, and rolled to the side.

She had reverted back to the archetype of the shadow attachment.

Several people were stunned, but fortunately this was a corner, and no one saw the scene just now.

Feng Wuli hurriedly picked her up, felt it carefully, and said, "Her spiritual power is exhausted." ”

"Why do you suddenly say that you are exhausted?" Wang Xilou looked confused.

Wei Wei said in a deep voice: "That rain is not ordinary rain, it will dispel spiritual power, and my spiritual power is also rapidly depleting now, and the spiritual power of the slave is not much in the first place, and she herself is not aware of it." ”

Qi Yan's brows furrowed at this time: "I don't have enough spiritual power." Saying that, looking at the wind was unreasonable.

The wind is unreasonable, and the spiritual power is very subtle, and when she said this, he felt it carefully and also noticed the problem, Wanwan and Yeji were just held in his arms, so they didn't get rain, but it blew a little wind, and Wanwan also said that her spiritual power was consumed a little.

Yehime also clamored that she was also her, and she had to get others to agree with her, and Feng Wuli said that the big monster would not be affected, so she sighed and said, "I didn't say anything just now." ”

Wang Xilou hissed: "Why don't I seem to feel it?" ”

Feng Wuli and Wei Wei glanced at each other, ignoring her.

Wang Xilou was suddenly dissatisfied: "What do you mean, you two, what do you mean!" ”

Where does Aunt Wang have spiritual power in her body now.

However, she has now changed her power source, and she can move normally without spiritual power.

He took the ruler and the dragon to a corner where no one was looking, and told them to go back to his shadow to rest, and then took the hairpin of the slave, wiped the sand on it with great care, and put it back into the shadow.

Outside, there was a thunderstorm, and the wind and rain were roaring.

Wanwan sat obediently on the plastic stool, Yeji lay on her lap, the waiter brought them a bowl of shrimp noodles, and she said thank you sweetly.

"Where's Wang Xilou?" Feng asked unreasonably.

"Wang Xilou has just come out of ...... That, it's back. ”

I saw that Wang Xilou had just come back from outside, and his pretty face was now very gloomy.

She was dignified in the West Building, and was insulted by a rain!

(End of chapter)