The vixen's journey through time

Zhang Shen, who was floating in mid-air, was very proud of himself, feeling that he was more awesome than the King of Heaven!

Zhang Shen opened his mouth and laughed: "Hahaha!"

Zhang Shen smiled so wildly: "Hahaha..."

Zhang Shen's laughter stopped suddenly: "Hahaha!"

Something fell into Zhang Shen's mouth, and it was still warm and tasted something wrong.

"What? Bah, bah, bah!" Zhang Shen vomited wildly.

But it turned out that it was bird poop, or the poop of a crow!

"Yue! Ugh! Bah, bah, bah..."

I vomited up all the thick phlegm, and my mouth still smelled like shit.

Zhang Shen is so angry! He raised his international finger and pointed at the crow that was still hovering in the air and cursed: "Damn crow! If you have the ability, come down and let's fight!"

The crow didn't bother to pay attention to him, but his eyes were full of contempt.

"Damn crow! If you still poop if you have the ability, I respect you as a master!"

"Damn crow! I'm sorry you don't dare! If you don't cut off your wings obediently, grandpa, I will roast you and serve you as a banquet!" Obviously, this revenge was enough for Zhang Shen to kill the crow.

"Damn crow! Are you scared? If you are scared, kneel down and beg for mercy, huh? What's going on?"

Suddenly, crackling liquid dripped on Zhang Shen's face, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it.

Fortunately, fortunately, it turned out to be rainwater, not bird poop, which scared him.

"Damn crow, it's raining, your grandpa, I'm going back, so I won't be the same as you..."

Zhang Shen said that he was about to fall back to the ground.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get back to the ground.

And the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

"Damn it! What's going on? Why can't you get down?" Zhang Shen was puzzled.

The rainwater has also changed from the previous drop shape to the current vertical shape, just like the branches, stretching endlessly.

Soon, Zhang Shen was soaked in water.

Especially his hair, which was not much in the first place, clumped into clumps when it was soaked by the rain, leaving the Mediterranean Sea empty.

Look, it's ridiculous.

But now is not the time to worry about this. He just wants to go down and feel safe when he returns to the ground.

Otherwise, he was always worried that along with the rain, there would be thunder.

But sometimes, I'm really afraid of what will happen.

Suddenly there was a thunder in the sky.

boom! With a bang, lightning pierced the sky, shining brightly on Zhang Shenhai's head.

Amidst the patter of rain, there was a sparse sound, but it turned out that it was Zhang Shen who peed in fear.

But no one noticed him now. The villagers in Z town on the ground were hurriedly harvesting rice.

Everyone threw away their sickles and rushed to the drying field, hoping to rush back and collect the rice in the drying field.

But the rain was so heavy that by the time they arrived, most of the rice was already soaked in water. Even if it was taken back, it would be spoiled if not handled properly.

Either it's moldy or it's sprouting. In short, this batch of grain cannot be paid to the public.

There wasn't much dried grain in the warehouse, almost all the people on the drying field were wiped out, and those in the fields hadn't had time to take it back...

I can only hope for tomorrow. I hope it will be sunny and sunny.

But the next day, the rain not only didn't stop, but got heavier and heavier. It was impossible to go to the fields to harvest, and even if it was taken back, it couldn't be dried in the rain.

On the third day, the rain became heavier, so I put my hope on the fourth day. On the fourth day, the rain was still heavy, so heavy that I couldn't see the sky.

As expected, the batch of rice that was recovered from the drying farm turned moldy and sprouted as expected. Only drying with fire saved less than a quarter of it.

Village communities that harvested early were able to save a lot of grain, but all the second-season rice they planted was soaked in water.

Some were uprooted by the water, some were directly submerged, and some were floating in the water. Look, they were already rotting.

The villagers in Z town cried to the sky.

"Oh God! Please don't let it rain again..."

"Oh my God! Does this still allow people to live?"

"Oh my God! If we could turn back time, we would be as prepared as the Baliqiao Brigade!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Oh God! We were wrong! You punish us! Don't waste food!"

"We were wrong! It doesn't matter to us if you strike with lightning, we just ask you not to let it rain again..."

"Woooooooo..."

"Wow wow wow..."

The villagers cried so miserably.

"Ahhh!" This was Zhang Shen's scream.

By the way, I almost forgot about this thing.

But it turned out that Zhang Shen had been trapped in mid-air for the past three days, unable to go up (of course, he didn't want to go up) and unable to come down.

Calling the sky will only wet him with downpours and then strike him with thunder.

He was now blackened by lightning and could not be washed away by the rain. He could blow out smoke rings when he opened his mouth. His clothes were in rags and he was in such a state of wretchedness that he was worse than a beggar.

Call the ground? The people on the ground had no time to pay attention to him. The most important thing was that no one could see him at the moment.

In the rain curtain, the sound of rain, thunder, and the cries of everyone were intertwined. Who could hear his screams and cries?

"Oh God! When are you going to let me go? If this continues, people will die!" Zhang Shen also began to beg God.

However, God was too lazy to pay attention to him. Not only did it not stop raining, it also rained harder and thundered more.

On the fourth day, people on the ground cried for help, and Zhang Shen in the air also cried for help.

On the fifth day, the villagers cried hoarsely. Zhang Shen was soaked in the rain, but his whole body felt hot. He must have caught a cold.

On the sixth day, everyone stopped begging and just watched helplessly as Zhang Shen was dying.

It wasn't until the seventh day, when the last heavy rain came, that the glow appeared in the sky.

"The rain has stopped! The rain has stopped!..." The villagers cheered, and as promised, they ran collectively to the fields.

The fields were a mess.

The rice that was too late to be harvested was gone and rotted in the ground.

The planted seedlings were ruined and could not be repaired...

"Wow……"

The villagers collapsed and cried.

"Save—life—"

"Save-life!..."

Zhang Shen was trapped in mid-air for seven days, with only air coming out and no air coming in. The sunlight was so harsh that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

Suddenly, a huge force pulled him, and he fell heavily.

The drop location is in the center of the villagers.

With a bang, a big rock fell from the sky? No, it seems to be a person!

Is it a person? who?

"It's the mayor!"

"Mayor, why did you... fall from the sky? And you look like you were struck by lightning?"

There was silence in the crowd, and suddenly, someone said, "It's him! It must be because he didn't know what evil he had done, so God punished him! Look, he was struck by lightning!"

"We have run out of food and can't even pay the public food, but he eats so fat! It must be him who is such a scourge. He has done something shameful and has been punished by God!"

"But, God! If you want to chop him, just chop him to death. Why do you have to involve the villagers of our Z town!..."