"I underestimate that old Taoist priest."

Qi Xiang murmured to himself: "Although I don't know what he is planning. But once he succeeds, I will definitely be in trouble. Damn, it's such an old fox, I'm just thinking about it."

"But if he fails..."

Qi Xiang was a little anxious and couldn't help but pace slowly in the store and walk back and forth.

"If you fail... forget it, don't curse him."

Qi Xiang stopped and looked up at the sky. Judging from the current situation, the thunder tribulation seemed to have ended. Whether it was success or failure, it was not something he could stop.

"Leave it to fate, or evacuate quickly?"

Qi Xiang thought about it, and suddenly gritted her teeth and made a decision. He pulled an umbrella casually, then closed the shop, and then went straight out in the heavy rain.

At this time, lightning flashed and rain sprinkled. There were no pedestrians on the street, only sparse vehicles passed by. He finally stopped a taxi.

After getting on the bus, Qi Xiang didn't say nonsense and signaled: "Master, go to the lake."

"Where is the lake?" the driver asked, muttering in his heart, why are you going to the lake on this heavy rainy day?

"Next to Yueyang Tower..." Qi Xiang replied casually and urged: "Hurry up, I'm going to watch the rain."

"……knew."

The driver was relieved and felt that the young man had some literary quirks, which was understandable. The car started and didn't dare to drive fast on rainy days. He slowly detoured for about half an hour before he arrived at his destination.

Qi Xiang paid, so she walked quickly with an umbrella and arrived at the edge of Dongting Lake.

It rained heavily, and the lake was hazy and confused, and there was no specific situation at all.

"Boom!"

Another thunder exploded, and a bolt of lightning flashed over the lake, but the incandescent light also illuminated a little space.

Qi Xiang glanced at him and saw something white floating on the lake. It looked like fish and shrimps, but his belly was upward, as if he was struck by lightning.

"It's so tragic..."

Qi Xiang took a look, then shifted her sight. She looked at the dark void.

Unfortunately, there is only rolling rain above the lake, with big and small beads falling, slantingly hitting the lake, leaving countless potholes, and ripples that are stacked one after another.

Apart from this, with his eyesight, there was no clue.

"Is it successful or failed?"

Qi Xiang was a little confused. It was thunderstorm now, so he didn't dare to sneak into the bottom of the lake and enter the secret realm. The most important thing is, who knows what the secret realm is like after thunder tribulation.

I was blind and went in casually. What if I was chopped?

This matter had nothing to do with him. Because of his own self-death, he really died. Wouldn't it be very unfair?

Qi Xiang hesitated for a while, and after watching for a long time, he immediately returned home.

He decided not to rush to leave. He waited and watched for a while before talking. Even if the old Taoist priest or the spiritual tree successfully survived the disaster, he had to recuperate for a while first, and it was impossible to cause trouble for him so quickly.

The main reason is that he is also a little reluctant to leave the Hundred-Character Monument.

He hasn't understood much about the mystery of the Hundred Character Monument, so it's a pity that he just gave up like this...

It is true that people die for money and birds die for food!

Qi Xiang slowly returned to the shop with complicated thoughts, and then leaned against the door and looked at the rain.

The rain had been falling for several hours, but there was no sign of stopping. The downpour continued for a night, and it was not until dawn the next day that it was reduced and slowly slowed down.

It is also very troublesome for office workers to go out in the early morning.

There are many puddles and mud on some roads, which brings a lot of trouble to everyone's travel.

Fortunately, the city's drainage system is good and no houses are flooded.

At eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the rain finally stopped, the sky cleared, a gentle sunshine shone down, and there was a gorgeous rainbow crossing the sky, which was very beautiful.

Qi Xiang didn't sleep all night, so she sat in the shop and waited quietly.

He had a intuition that someone should come to him today. It was just a blessing or a disaster, and he was not sure...

Outside the shop door, there was a vague sound of stroking. It was a sanitation worker who was cleaning the streets. The long brooms were slashing across the concrete pavement and scraping them gently, and the sound was somewhat rhythmic.

Qi Xiang didn't look at her eyes. Just listening to the sound, she knew that the sanitation workers were sweeping very seriously. The accumulated water and leaves were cleaned, and the road surface returned to a clean and tidy state.

However, amid the neat and rhythmic cleaning, there was a bit of disharmonious movement. It seemed that someone was walking, and the chaotic footsteps destroyed the rhythmic beauty of the broom.

The disharmonious noise made Qi Xiang frown. After a moment, the noise approached, as if it was coming towards the shop. His ears were sensitive, and he even heard the sound of the two of them talking.

"Uncle Second, do you really want to find him?"

"If this happens, if you don't look for him, who will you look for?"

"But...I think this kind of thing is a total natural disaster or an accident..."

"Xiaodie, you are still young... In short, listen to me, you must be right."

The two stood outside the shop, whispering and arguing endlessly.

When Qi Xiang heard this, his heart suddenly moved. When he concentrated, all kinds of mental troubles immediately subsided like a tide, and he returned to his state of clear and quiet mind.

"Du, dumb!"

At the same time, someone knocked on the door frame of the shop, which was a kind of ritual greeting and reminder.

“…Please come in!”

Qi Xiang opened her mouth and sat next to the tea table. She slowly took the pottery pot and poured water on a small stove, and cooked it on a charcoal fire the size of her thumb.

When people outside came in, they saw a leisurely scene.

"Hey, Master, where are you making tea?"

Someone was the first to speak, and it was the voice of a beautiful woman.

Unexpectedly, it is a flower butterfly.

Qi Xiang didn't even raise her head. When boiling water, she cleaned the cups and cups. Small and exquisite cups rolled silently in the water, then took them out with a clip and placed them on the table.

"Master, your business here is too cold."

In Hua Die's tone, there was a little bit of salt on the wound: "Will no one complain about you if a few thousand pieces of tea beside you?"

"Xiaodie, don't talk nonsense."

Someone next to him stopped him, whispered, and then said with a smile: "There are many mediocre people in the world. If you don't understand the true meaning of the tea made by the master, you are often prone to missing opportunities."

Hua Die curled her lips and whispered: "I really know how to flatter you."

Hua Wen's armed force did not hear it, and said politely: "Master, you are taking the liberty to disturb me, please forgive me."

"Sit..." Qi Xiang led his hand and looked up: "Welcome!"

Hua Wenwu was still planning to be humble and courteous. Hua Die was sitting next to Qi Xiang without hesitation and said with a smile: "Master, do you want me to introduce you to a few guests?"

"They are all rich people like my second uncle, and they don't have enough money in their pockets."

Hua Die suggested: "However, a few thousand yuan is too cheap. If you double the price, you will be more willing to pay for it. You may be more willing to pay for it if you take the highest level."

"Xiaodie, don't talk nonsense."

Hua Wenwu's face turned dark and taught a lesson: "Didn't you see that, the Taoist priest runs a shop. It's not for money. I thought, it should be for experiencing life and training the world..."

"I'm wrong, I'm just for money!" Qi Xiang said, "If you can, you can cheat...but there are too many smart people, and no fool is fooled..."

"Ah...haha, Taoist priest is really good at joking."

Hua Wenwu was very embarrassed and quickly changed the subject: "Master, I'm not to hide it. We'll come here this time. That's because we have something to ask for."

"What's the matter?" Qi Xiang was also a little curious.

"Nothing big."

Hua Die was straightforward and had no intention of keeping it in a slight way, and said directly: "It was mainly because it rained heavily yesterday and thundered again. This morning, we received a report that it was the old house in our family, which was hit by thunder and fire and burned most of it."

"What?"

Qi Xiang's pupils contracted, and even though she was prepared, she was also surprised.

"It was normal, it was a very normal thing."

Hua Die said to herself: "But Uncle Second went to see it. I don't know what's going on. I'm suspicious and thought it was not easy, so I want to invite you to have a look."

"cough!"

Hua Wenwu became even more embarrassed and a little uncomfortable. After all, as a businessman, he was used to talking about things with others around the bush. Hua Die was so direct, which made him unaccustomed.

But he immediately calmed down and smiled and said, "Master, I think this matter is a bit strange. After all, the old house of the Hua family has a history of many years."

"For hundreds of years, no matter how strong wind or heavy rain or how bad the weather is, I have experienced a lot. The house has been safe and sound, but today... I have encountered an accident."

Hua Wenwu hesitated and said, "In my opinion, this is a bit abnormal."

"Uncle Second, you must be too careful."

Hua Die shook her head and sighed: "The reason why accidents are accidents is uncontrollable and there is no rule. Besides, it doesn't mean they are safe before."
To be continued...