Psychic Fan My Good Son

There was a loud noise in the sky, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain, like a bucket of water poured down by the neighbor's aunt, so sudden, so... Heavy. -_-The old man was angry and crying. There is no way out, as if fate has bowed its head. "I was wrong." Wen Cheng said. What a miracle, the second the words came out of my mouth, the heavy rain that was enough to flood the farmers' houses without even a living straw in three minutes... Stopped in an instant. Sigh... I sigh at the saying that God's will plays tricks on people.