"Boom!!!!"

Another thunder thunder struck Hezang's grave directly.

People were so scared that they hurriedly hid.

I have never seen such a low thunder, and every thunder was near the tomb where they worshipped, and the evil sect reached its peak.

"Why did it suddenly drop thunder? This is not a thunderstorm area!"

"The graves have been split open. It's too exaggerated. They are not golden mandarin ducks, are they favored by God? Why does God still thunder and blast their graves??"

There is no rain, but only thunder.

Lei is near the grave, and there is no other place.

I remember that farewell tonight that bouquet was amazing to countless people, but the thunder rolling sky was even more shocking to everyone’s vision and heart!

It is said that only those who commit evil will be struck by lightning.

Mr. Pang and Mr. Fu were also stunned at this time. They finally made those wreaths like flower shelves, and even found someone to carve the best tombstones. In the end, they were directly struck by lightning!

It was not thunderstorms, nor was it someone deliberately used metal to attract thunder, or it was clear that the sky was clear the moment before, and suddenly it was covered with dark clouds and lightning fell.

"I heard from the old Taoist priest in the town that the birth dates and horoscopes of the two of them actually do not match, they are incompatible. Moreover, they all died because of water. Now they are buried together, and they may become Yinsha..."

"Is Yin Sha? That's so terrible. Did God notice something and erase hidden dangers for us?" Soon several aunts came to their senses and quickly started to talk.

"In my opinion, it's just the two of them who are fathers who pretend to be gods." Luo Jun suddenly played the role of an extra and said loudly.

"Don't talk nonsense. My son and his daughter are golden mandarin and jade ducks. God blessed me. You can't listen to the old charlatan's nonsense." Pang's father said angrily.

"That's right, even the branch is farewell tonight. These are the words of God. If there is a falsehood, the sky will blow five thunders!" Father Fu said heavily.

"Boom!!!!"

"Boom!!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several thunders fell at the same time, and a loud noise exploded in the sky.

Father Fu felt that the lightning was no different from striking his face, and his facial features were so distorted that it was extremely ugly.

The aunts carried the vegetable baskets and walked down the mountain, muttering in their mouths.

They met some people who were still walking up the mountain and talked to them a few times, but they saw the people who had bought flowers to worship and looked at the grave from afar.

When they saw the crazy thunder dancing on the grave, they all turned around and left!

Originally, many people came with the trend and felt like they saw a large group of people going to the temple to burn incense, but you just went over to play so that it would not seem so strange.

So when many people heard that the Tomb of the Mutual Burial was struck by lightning, coupled with the rumors of the old Taoist priests and other neighbors' gossip, the wind direction immediately changed.

"I just said, there is no such a godly thing. God is favored by everyone, and this is not even a thunderstorm!"

"It's all blown up, so I don't understand. If you want to make a feudal superstition, so many people will take it seriously."

People dispersed very quickly, just like when many people saw that ray of golden twilight farewell, they began to spread the grand ghost marriage so much that it was so great that the grave was attacked by thunderstorms and the tombstones were almost blown up. This kind of thing will soon spread throughout Nanhe Town. Not to mention whether public opinion can be reversed immediately, at least many people will not numbly believe it.

...

"Old Fu, what should I do? When will this damn thunder not be struck? Now, where will it not be struck? If you struck here, Zhen Zhi's affairs will be difficult." Mr. Pang said with a headache.

"Hmph, God's weather changes as soon as possible. Who has the final say? Anyway, our two families have become relatives, and Nanhe Town is not our final say in the future. We say they are golden mandarin ducks, and they are. Let's go back and invite a few more prestigious old Taoist priests to stuff more money and let them continue to spread the word. Those old Taoist priests can live, but they can't say this thunder is a gift from God?" Father Fu had already made plans in his heart.

Now that we have reached this point, we have to continue.

Otherwise, after spending so much money, why is such a grand ghost marriage?

"It makes sense, it makes sense. Look at these fools. When you see Jin Xi, you say ok. When you see a little thunder, you can't say it. You're completely brainless." Pang's father nodded.

No matter how much I said that, when I saw the mess in front of the grave, Pang's father was still a little depressed and panicked.

...

Fu's father was quite strong, and he had already asked someone to repair the burial grave as soon as possible.

But Pang's father was a little tired and chose to go back to his own house.

He didn't drive and walked back along the old street. Suddenly, his father Pang saw the Tudi Gong Temple located near the river. It collapsed at some point and turned into a pile of bricks, tiles and soil!!

"What's wrong with this...?" Pang's father was surprised and quickly asked a small vendor next to him.

"I was struck by lightning. I didn't know what happened just now. There was a thunder in the clear sky. There was nowhere to be struck, and it happened to be struck on this land temple, which was so scary... Look at the shoe shining man, he hasn't come back to his senses now, staring at the land temple like a fool." The vendor said.

My father Pang looked at the guy who was shining his shoes and found that the guy was standing there, his eyes were dull and his expression was desperate and painful, as if he was not the land temple, but his big house.

"well."

Father Pang sighed and walked home.

After rubbing his temples, he was a little tired for a while. He was a dead son and a ghost marriage. He also had to think about working with the Fu family later. The Fu family's daughter is good, soft and weak, but her father is strong and arrogant. He doesn't know whether this marriage is good or bad, so he might lead the wolf into the house...

Sitting on the comfortable chair in the hall, Pang's father was so tired that he became sleepy. He supported his head with his hands and fell asleep unknowingly.

But after less than ten minutes of sleep, Pang's father suddenly bounced off the chair.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Aunt San, who was cleaning the side, was startled and asked hurriedly.

"Dream...Dream..." Pang's father was sweating coldly, and he looked very nervous, saying, "I saw Dongxu, Dongxu asked me for his dream!"

"I said, don't scare yourself, everyone is gone, don't think about so many things." Aunt San handed Pang's father a towel.

My father Pang picked it up and wiped it, not knowing that Aunt San used this to wipe the dust on the table just now.

"No, no, if I don't understand this, my Dongxu will suffer in hell. I will immediately call Xiaofan over and I will find a salvage team!" Mr. Pang said with great affirmation.
Chapter completed!