Zhang Jianwei had to take a few steps back, and this great terror between heaven and earth gradually dissipated a little.

"Boom!" It was as if someone in the sky was holding a drumstick and slamming a drum that encompassed everything.

The thunder that resounded through the heavens and the earth, shocking Zhang Jianwei's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and there was a buzzing in his ears.

After the thunder, a lightning bolt was so bright that it was somewhat dazzling, and in an instant, it fell from the sky and struck directly into the dirt next to the cellar.

The lightning has a metallic texture, Zhang Jianwei only glanced at it, and then was forced to close his eyes, his eyes seemed to look at the sun, and it hurt to be stabbed.

Everything around is illuminated, as if it is back to daylight all of a sudden.

For a while, the soil flew, as if someone had thrown a grenade, and the flying dirt swept the surroundings, hitting Zhang Jianwei in pain, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

There was a crackling sound in the surrounding greenhouses, and look at it as it was beaten into a sieve.

The surrounding lights, with the first thunder, all went out, it seemed that there was no power, and the emergency light in the corner turned on by itself.

One was followed by a second, then a third.

Although each of the latter sounds seemed to be weaker than the previous one, the continuous blows made the land in front of Zhang Jianwei's eyes directly smashed out of a big hole.

A smell of burning hair permeated.

After the Nine Heavenly Thunders, the world returned to calm.

Before the thunder passed, the rainstorm came, just like someone took a bamboo pole to poke the sky out, and the heavy rain was the same as pouring the water pipe directly.

Zhang Jianwei wanted to go to the cellar again to see how Cheng Zijin was doing, but when he arrived at the door, he saw a small figure crawling out of the big hole that was bombed next to him.

Small arms and legs, although Zhang Jianwei of the big windshield wiper couldn't open his eyes, just the light of the emergency lights, he still recognized it as Cheng Zijin.

Zhang Jianwei took the person out as soon as he went over, Cheng Zijin's body was hot at this time, and the Hanfu that was originally fitting became a wisp of it, and there should have been gray carbon on his face, but it was brushed by the rain, and it was basically clean, and the two small tugs on his head were scattered and stuck to his face with the rain.

"I am fortunate to have fulfilled my mission. Cheng Zijin showed a reluctant smile, said a word, and tilted his head and fell.

Zhang Jianwei was at a loss for a while, it was raining heavily outside, and the wind was howling, so he could only carry him back to his room first.

There was no light in the room, Zhang Jianwei wiped Cheng Zijin clean in the dark, and he didn't know what to do, Zhang Jianwei couldn't understand what Cheng Zijin thought, he made himself so embarrassed, if he came again, even if he died and came back to life, he had to be chopped to death, and then, just handed over his safety to a stranger he had just met, Zhang Jianwei was thinking, could it be that this handsome appearance could make people have any other emotions?

Cheng Zijin is a seven or eight hundred years old zombie, he had a fever in Zhang Jianwei's room for half an hour, and gradually returned to cold, and he woke up faintly, with a pair of eyes shining green, and even his face was stained with green, a pink baby face, and finally became the zombie in Zhang Jianwei's cognition.

"Cheng Zijin, are you alright? Zhang Jianwei asked in his mouth, but he took out a Heavenly Master Thunder Talisman in his hand, and his body was tense, for fear that Cheng Zijin would be damaged by thunder.

"It's no big deal, I have the talisman magic weapon given by the immortal master, and I can barely block the thunder for me, but now I have no resentment, I am out of the tomb again, and I am not allowed between heaven and earth, and the strength of my body is a little unstable. Cheng Zijin said lightly.

"Try this talisman. Zhang Jianwei thought about it, and a lock spirit talisman was patted on it.

The green light on Cheng Zijin's body suddenly disappeared, but the faint layer of golden light that the spirit locking talisman turned into was visibly worn out with the naked eye.

"Although your talisman is good, or it can't suppress my strength, it's just that I thought I would live again, although I can't be like a drought, a general, and a minister who is famous in the past and the present, but I can also make up for the previous regrets, it seems that my merit is not enough, and heaven and earth still do not allow me. Cheng Zijin's face was hidden in the night, and he could only hear that his voice was very lonely.

Zhang Jianwei thought for the first time, according to the Xiuzhen novels he had seen before, this kind of pretending to be innocent at the beginning was the boss in the end, but after thinking about it, it is impossible for everyone to be so bad, he needs to be careful, but he can't sentence people to death before he understands it.

"I want to think of another way, I still have this talisman, how long can one protect you. ”

"Looks like there will be twelve hours. ”

"What do you want to do when you go out this time?" Zhang Jianwei asked.

"I have been weak since I was a child, I can't go out to study in Zhongyuan, I went to the palace at the age of 5, died early at the age of 6, I don't know how the outside world is, I woke up more than 70 years ago, while crossing the resentment and ghosts, while watching the world change, there are many desires in my heart, if there is a chance, I want to put a paper kite by the river, go to the grassland to ride a horse, go to see the desert in the book, go to listen to the wind blowing pine waves, the waves crashing on the shore, the valley birdsong, walk more, see more. Cheng Zijin was in high mood for a moment, and in the dark, he seemed to pinch his fingers and count what he wanted to do.

For a while, Zhang Jianwei gave birth to countless pity for this little child, looking at the old dragon clock's style, in his bones, he was still a child who had not grown up, these careful wishes sounded distressing.

"If you have the chance, I'll help you make it happen. Zhang Jianwei replied. "By the way, I killed a terrible ghost before I came, but it is much more powerful than the resentful spirits I met before, these powerful ghosts, will they become more and more powerful. ”

"These powerful ghosts are all poor people, I originally planned to slowly wipe out their grievances, send them reincarnation, in my tomb, there is a formation shrouded, naturally only weaker and weaker, now escape, feed on people's six desires, and soon grow up, as long as you can avoid the catastrophe, it is basically a way to step into the ghosts and immortals. ”

"Heavenly Tribulation?Ghost Immortal?" Zhang Jianwei chewed on these two words.

"I don't know what school you are taught from, maybe there is another definition in this sect. ”

"I practiced with the Xuantian God. ”

"It turned out to be a disciple of Wudang Taihe Mountain. ”

"Sort of, by the way, how do you speak Mandarin, how did you learn it?"

"I have been in the tomb for more than 70 years, I don't dare to go out, I can only perceive the outside world through the formation, people come and go in this land, and there is an endless stream, and gradually I have learned your dialect. Cheng Zijin said with a smile.

Zhang Jianwei's mind came up with the appearance of a child with an open mouth, grinning teeth, and grinning and waiting for praise.

"You're really good. Zhang Jianwei praised casually. "But I don't know what the Tribulation is, ghosts, if it's convenient for you, tell me about it. ”