Shen Le stretched out his neck, stood on tiptoes, and looked in the direction of the lightning strike.
The lightning we usually see hangs high in the sky far away. It comes down in one stroke, then comes down again, and strikes an unknown place -
If you are lucky enough to see the landing point clearly, it must be a landmark building like United States Statue of Liberty and Guangzhou Xiaomanyao.
But today, there was a rumble of thunder, one after another, as if there was a child upstairs running a pulley on the floor.
The lightning kept flashing, which made people even more frightened. He was not sure about the courtyard wall, but... it seemed that every one of them struck the courtyard next door?
It won't hit Great Camphor Tree, right?
It can't be Great Camphor Tree who is going through the tribulation, right?!
As soon as the thought changed, Shen Le's heart was in knots, and he ran to the next door. He pushed open the courtyard door, stepped into the passage, and was knocked down by the violent wind and rain that rolled over him. He couldn't open his eyes:
"Ugh... the rain is ridiculously heavy!"
He charged twice, but was blown back twice. The third time he had to charge, thunder rolled overhead, and a bolt of lightning struck straight down, almost hitting his feet. Shen Le jumped back in fright:
"Hey!"
If I don't pass, is it okay if I don't pass?
Overcoming the tribulation is not something that a mortal like me can get involved in. It's not enough for me to just watch from the next door!
Fortunately, with the model of the house, it can be monitored remotely and in real time. Shen Le quickly sneaked back to the workshop and lay down next to the model to look at it. He glanced over and breathed a sigh of relief:
Thank God, Great Camphor Tree--or, I still don't know whether he is a boy or a girl, Ah Lu--is not the target of this attack.
Although the area covered by thunderclouds was vast, the lightning did not reach the third courtyard on the east road.
The fake tree made of Camphor Tree branches and leaves stood firmly in the center of the yard model. Although the branches and leaves were swaying, there was no sign of catching fire, breaking, or falling. It seemed that it was just blown by the wind...
"It seems like it's the second time you enter the yard? Who will survive the second time you enter the yard? Is it that fish?"
Shen Le lay on the edge of the workbench, stretched his neck, and looked into the second courtyard. It was too difficult to see clearly through the thick simulated thunderclouds, so he had to lie down and look in through the gap between the thunderclouds and the courtyard wall:
"The pond... no problem. The fish in the pond... haven't jumped out yet. The flowers and trees beside the pond... seem to be normal. Huh? Where did Xiao Yu go?"
What about the girl?
Where is the vague little man in the model?
Why did it disappear?
You won't be struck to death by lightning, right?!
Shen Le This surprise is no small matter. If a good girl comes to his house, if she dies, even if she is struck by lightning--
Even if he doesn't have to take responsibility, he still feels guilty!
Shen Le was about to stand up as soon as he supported the table. At this moment, there was an explosion above his head, and another bolt of lightning shot down through the air and landed in the middle of East Courtyard Second Compound.
A bright light flashed across, Shen Le's eyes suddenly lit up, and he lay down again:
The bright light illuminated the small courtyard model. Between the lights and the extinguishing, Shen Le suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something extra in this small courtyard measuring more than ten centimeters by twenty centimeters!
What's more?
House? No, there is no less house, no more house;
Pool? There is no more or less stone in the pool, nor does the water surface expand or shrink;
The simulated lotus flowers in the pond did not burn up. The fish in the pond at least did not jump to the shore and lay dead. As for the flower trees on the edge of the pond... the flower trees...
When did a flower tree half as tall as a man appear?
Moreover, it is full of white flowers, which are very big, sometimes even as big as the palm of your hand. They are light, gorgeous, and ethereal.
Even if it is shrunk 100 times, tilting your head and looking at the model under simulated thunderclouds, you can still see the breathtaking beauty through the postures of the trees and flowers.
Shen Le took a deep breath subconsciously. At this moment, an incredible thought suddenly struck his mind by lightning:
Don't tell me, this flower tree is Xiao Yu!
Never!
Thinking back carefully, in fact, every detail I saw before confirms this idea. The restaurant named Heavenly Fragrance Restaurant... it is obvious that the proprietress is not an ordinary person...
The waiters in Heavenly Fragrance Restaurant, Xiao Yu in white, Xiao Ge in purple, Xiao Zhao in pink skirt, Xiao Dou in green skirt... Qiao Qiao in white shirt Red Skirt...
And when I opened Spirit Eye, I saw that they were covered with mist, the same blue mist as Great Camphor Tree, and the white, purple, pink and green mist above the blue mist...
However, at this time, it is too late to worry about "whether this flower tree is Xiao Yu".
Above the head, Jiao Lei rolled again, and thin bolts of lightning struck down from the black clouds floating on the model.
Shen Le Just looked at the little flower tree in the model, one flower fell, then another, then another...
Only the last one left!
Once this flower falls, will it be doomed?!
Just as I was thinking about it, the suppressed thunder rumbled among the black clouds, and it was obvious that another wave of lightning was about to fall.
The flower tree has bent down, the flowers are closed, the leaves are swaying desperately, and seven or eight branches have broken on their own and flew upward.
Before the lightning struck, the broken branches caught fire and turned to ashes in an instant. But in the thundercloud, lightning lit up again:
"Stop!!!"
Shen Le subconsciously reached out to fish it out. His fingers flickered and were caught in the thundercloud, followed by a pain. He retracted his hand reflexively and swung it wildly:
"Ouch! It hurts!!!"
Turning over the fingers to check, from the index finger to the little finger, the fingertips of the four fingers were all covered with a layer of black dust, as if they had been hit by electric current. Shen Le tried to straighten the fingers, but couldn't. Tried to separate the fingers, but couldn't...
"I won't really get an electric shock, will I?!"
While I was panicking, Copper Fragment felt slightly warm, and a stream of heat came from my chest and flowed all the way to my right hand.
Shen Le raised his right hand to his eyes, and before his eyes he saw that the skin on his fingers was curled, brittle, and peeling off, revealing a layer of intact, pink new skin. He clenched his fist again, opened his fingers, and found they were intact!
"It seems... we can't interfere like this... we can help, but risking our lives is definitely not allowed! -- So, how can we help?"
Shen Le frowned and thought. At the same moment, on Old Street outside the mansion, two people ran over carrying equipment, sweating profusely:
"Senior Martial Brother! That thunder... is... what?"
"I can't tell..."
Comrades Senior Martial Brother and Gu Yulin of the duo Special Affairs Bureau, while running, tried hard to pick up the camera on their shoulders. The camera was pointed at the thunder cloud, and a reading immediately popped up:
"Senior Martial Brother! What is this? In that Shen Le house? Do we want to rescue people? How to rescue people?"
"... I'm thinking I'd better call the fire brigade..."