The weather has been abnormal recently, with winds blowing from time to time, lightning and thunder, and no water falling.
Zhang Linyuan thought happily: At least the temperature is cooling down soon.
Then his eyes darkened and the power went out.
Grass mud horse! ! How about changing a place to survive the tribulation, fellow Taoist! !
Just as he was about to take advantage of the moment of tribulation to beat someone up to vent his anger, he found that the person seemed to have been stunned.
Xiao Gong: Who are you?
Zhang Linyuan: Society, Brother Yuan
Xiao Gong: Who am I?
Zhang Linyuan: Your name is Zhang... Quandan
[The inspiration comes from the weather in Sichuan that turned out to be a monster in the early morning one day. There was a power outage at home and the air conditioner was cut off. Anger arose in my heart and evil grew in my guts.]