In June, the child face, said to change.

The merchant Guo Wu struggled to move forward in the strong wind, and from time to time he looked up at the dark clouds in the sky with thick rolling thunder, and secretly screamed in his heart.

The wind is howling, and the rainstorm is coming!

He visited two villages today, and only sold two spoons and some anti-heat pills, thinking that this trip would be lost, but in the end he received a piece of pimple candy from an old woman, which is a good thing.

The old woman was not good at her craft, and the sugar made from her own beets did not look like a pimple, but he licked it and felt that the flavor was excellent, and there was a special floral fragrance in it, which I had never tasted before.

When I get home, I will reprocess it myself, filter out the impurities, and find a way to make it more beautiful, and I can sell it for two or three times the price, which is worth the hard work of walking around the village for three or five days.

Don't look at yourself using banana leaves to wrap sugar very well, but if you really encounter a rainstorm, it will be broken, and if you are unlucky, it will be washed away by the rainstorm!

There is also a glimmer of hope, there is a land temple of Xiaohong Mountain on the hillside in front, which has just been repaired in early spring, as long as you can run into it before the rainstorm, you don't have to worry!

Whoosh...... Whoosh......

Guo Wu panted like a bellows, and the raindrops the size of beans had begun to smash heavily on the top of his head, but fortunately, the big mahogany door of the mountain temple finally appeared in front of him, and he mustered up the last bit of strength to rush up desperately.

At the moment when Guo Wu stepped into the main hall, a pouring rain poured down, instantly wetting his left left foot.

That's great.

Guo Wu had a tired but satisfied smile on his face, he couldn't wait to put down his burden, picked up the pimple candy, and took out a sweat towel from his arms to wipe the water droplets on the banana leaves.

After serving his baby bump, Guo Wu straightened up and was about to take off his wet clothes, but what appeared in his sight made his whole person freeze directly.

Just ten steps or so in front of him, next to the altar of the mountain god, there were three men with horizontal eyebrows and ears full of meat, staring at him with a strange smile!

As a merchant who walks the streets and alleys and has to deal with many people every day, Guo Wu immediately wailed in his heart, these three people are definitely not good people, the kind of eyes that stare at him are no different from the wild dogs who see meat and bones on the street!

"That guy, bring the burden over and let the gentlemen take a look. Sitting in the middle, the apparently eldest man spoke, with a long scar on his jaw and neck, perhaps injuring his trachea, and his voice was hoarse and strange.

It's broken, the sugar can't be saved!

Guo Wu screamed in his heart, his head was chaotic, unwillingness, fear and anger made him stunned on the spot.

"Grass, I didn't hear the eldest brother call you! stupid fork thing!" The strong man sitting on the left side stood up scoldingly, walked to Guo Wu's side in a few steps, snatched the pimple candy that Guo Wu was holding, raised his leg and kicked him to the ground, and scolded in his mouth: "If there is nothing good, Lao Tzu will rip you up and drink your heart and liver!"

Guo Wu's whole body trembled, and he was about to shout for mercy, but a strange sound came from the rainstorm behind him, which seemed to be whistling and howling.

The strong man who kicked Guo Wu to the ground looked at the rain suspiciously, and the next moment a large number of raindrops shot in like a hidden weapon, and the other places were fine, but his eyes couldn't stand the pain, so he couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe it.

"Grass, paralysis, what's wrong!" the strong man habitually scolded, and when he opened his eyes again, his body couldn't help but shudder, and the whole person suddenly stiffened.

In the blink of an eye, a tall figure had already appeared beside him, this guy who suddenly appeared was unbelievably burly and strong, and a large amount of white mist rose around him, which made people think of the monster mandrill.

He couldn't help but be a little afraid, and took two steps back to look at his two brothers, only to see that they also had frightened expressions.

The two people sitting could see clearly, the rain from the big tent was knocked into the mountain temple by the strong man, and it was like a fountain that poured across the wall behind the statue of the mountain god, and the speed and power were unimaginable!

The men who were originally sitting on tiptoe with big horses and golden knives involuntarily became sitting, and their right hands couldn't help but touch their waists, as if they were hunters who saw the terrifying beast breaking in, and immediately became vigilant.

Running into the mountain temple is naturally Shen Lang, when he was in a hurry, it was really unlucky to encounter a rainstorm, fortunately he saw the merchant from a distance, so he chased the merchant over, but he didn't expect to really see a mountain temple, and his luck was not bad.

Even if he was drenched in soup by the torrential rain, Shen Lang did not feel depressed, but had a special excitement haunting his heart.

Before, he took the opportunity to practice the cicada step while hurrying, and only when he saw that the rainstorm was coming, he spread his legs and ran with all his might, and this run really realized how much stronger his body had become.

The rain hit his body but he didn't feel cold at all, and the slippery surface of the ground couldn't break his balance at all, because every time he stepped on his feet, he could blast the power into the ground three feet underground, calmly obtaining the impetus from the earth, and making his body move forward as if flying.

When he saw the merchant, the other party was almost at the edge of his field of vision, and at most he ran into the mountain temple in five minutes, combined with the experience of riding a motorcycle in his previous life, coupled with the sound of the wind whistling when the air was split when he waved his arms, Shen Lang estimated that his speed had exceeded ninety kilometers per hour.

And when he entered the mountain temple, he found that his body had unconsciously expanded again, and his body had been raised by at least five centimeters.

Could it be that running at full speed just now is equivalent to running-in, and at this time, the full potential of the body is activated, showing the best state?

"Hey, do you have any clothes?" Shen Lang took off his top that was already dripping and flowing, and asked unceremoniously to the strong man in front of him.

This guy kicked the merchant just now, and Shen Lang saw the foul language in his mouth clearly, and naturally he wouldn't give him a good face for this kind of bastard.

As the so-called soft is afraid of hard, hard is afraid of horizontal, there are three scars on his forehead, and the villain who wantonly beats and scolds the merchant was unceremoniously asked by Shen Lang, although he was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to attack, he just said: "Wait a minute." ”

Shen Lang's copper-cast iron-like muscles were already terrifying enough, because running with all his strength and surging qi and blood caused the high temperature and steaming water vapor on the surface of the body, which gave people a mysterious and terrifying sense of oppression.

This man saw that his two brothers didn't even dare to let out a fart, and he knew that there was no one to support him, so where would he dare to resist.

"Do you have anything to eat?" Shen Lang changed into a dry linen clothes, shrunk his body by a circle, scared this guy again, and then continued to ask.

"There were also some dry biscuits and cooked beef. This guy seemed to be used to being called by Shen Lang, and turned around to get dry cakes and beef and gave them away.

"Grass, is this beef? You mother wants to poison Lao Tzu!" Shen Lang took the beef, and suddenly a pungent sour smell rushed straight to his head, and he scolded in his mouth and slapped the fan in front of him to the ground, and then spilled the beef slices to the two people sitting not far away.

Sonorous......

The sound of the long knife coming out of its sheath rang out repeatedly, and the cold light of the blade made the temperature of the entire mountain temple seem to drop!