July 8.

The sky was a little dark this morning, and the morning was like dusk. The streets were full of wild winds. It seemed that the annual heavy rainstorm was coming.

Cheng Yun quickly ran up the roof and started collecting his clothes. He also had to run several times before he finished collecting the bed sheets and quilt covers he had hung yesterday.

After collecting his clothes, he returned to the rooftop to have a breath. The rooftop was completely different from the previous few days.

The flowers and green plants that the old Dharma master planted last night have grown to this day!

I saw that the four flower beds in the corner were full of beautiful flowers, each with several types, arranged neatly. Beautiful and unique ornamental plants grew among the flowers, some like succulents, some like pine trees, some like a mini tree, and some with strange shapes that Cheng Yun had never seen.

The originally dead tree in the flower bed in the middle has been dug up by Cheng Yun, and replaced by another tree less than one meter high. The branches are black ink, the leaves are red like blood, and they are as tall as a cover. There are many small strawberry-sized fruits on the tree. The tree is full of fruit seedlings, and I don’t know what the fruits they bear.

Even the small fish pond was refilled by Cheng Yun. There were some aquatic plants planted in the water. The rockery was covered with a layer of green moss-like plants, and there were small trees like bamboos scattered. There were two pots of miniature bonsai next to it, looking like a real mountain.

This scene just looks refreshed and happy!

Suddenly, as if he had sensed something, he turned around and saw the old monk standing behind him, leaning on a crutch.

"Are you leaving?" he asked.

"No, I'll leave at 10 o'clock." The old master shook his head, looked up at the sky, and said, "The rainstorm is coming soon. Many of the flowers you chose yesterday are quite fragile. I'm afraid that I just planted them yesterday, and today they will be destroyed by the rainstorm."

"So you came up and cast them?"

"No, I'm here to remind you to build a shed for them to shelter from the wind and rain."

"Okay." Cheng Yun shrugged, not feeling disappointed. He was just thinking about how he would protect these precious and delicate plants.

The old wizard walked to several flower beds to see the growth of the plants, and finally nodded, saying, "They are still pretty good. Only the four-season trees have shown autumn shapes in midsummer in advance. It should be because the temperature dropped sharply last night and I used the birth-inducing spell."

"Four Seasons Tree." Cheng Yun walked to the edge of the Four Seasons Tree and reached out to pick a fruit: "Can this be eaten?"

"It can be eaten." The old master smiled slightly, "I dare not give it to you because it is poisonous."

"Is this effective after eating it?" Cheng Yun put the little fruit close to his nose and sniffed it gently, only to feel a soft and rich fragrance coming to his nose. It was a bit like a mixture of strawberries and pineapples, but it was even better. It smelled early in the morning and seemed to have a good mood for the whole day.

"effect?"

"Yeah, that's the function."

"It tastes good." said the old master.

"Uh, what else?" Cheng Yun was a little embarrassed.

"There is a lot of water and can quench thirst." The old master said, and then continued, "Eating too much can also help you get hungry, but this tree is probably only enough for you to eat."

"I don't mean that, I mean... Isn't this a plant in the magic world? Isn't there anything fruits produced by plants in the magic world..." Cheng Yun was a little embarrassed and pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "For example, to improve qualifications, quickly replenish physical strength, mana, or throw them out during battles as special functions such as bomb explosions?"

"No!" The old master looked indifferent, "I can only replenish my physical strength, because it contains a lot of sugar, but it can also replenish a lot of trace elements, but you can't feel it."

"What about other plants that bear fruit?" Cheng Yun asked unwillingly.

"It's all the same, only the difference between taste, moisture and nutrition." The old master was speechless, and finally said, "The other flowers are the same, and the medicinal value is almost non-existent to you. The only function is that it has a strong ornamentality and smells fragrant. Its special ability is to be able to bloom all the time."

"..." Cheng Yun felt extremely disappointed.

"This heavy rain will last four days, you'd better be careful in these three days." The old master said, then turned around and walked downstairs, "I'll go down and prepare some things first."

"Are you sure it will last for four days?" Cheng Yun asked subconsciously, but he felt something was wrong after asking - what a magical power of the old Dharma Master? Since he said it would last for four days, he would definitely not be wrong!

He planned to go out for a big meal in a few days, and he had agreed with Yu Dian a few days ago! Although Yu Dian may not take it seriously, he could not say it and forget it!

However, the old monk shook his head and looked up at the sky: "It should be, so the weather forecast says that anyway."

“Weather forecast…”

The old master went down slowly, leaving Cheng Yun alone on the roof. He stood for a while, picked two fruits with greed and ate them before he quickly ran downstairs.

It happened that Cheng Yan had just gotten up.

"Have you collected your clothes?" Cheng Yan asked, obviously she also saw the weather today.

"I've collected it." Cheng Yun said, and as soon as he was about to leave, he stopped and said to Cheng Yan, "You go to the front desk to help me guard. I'll go out to buy something. Do you want to eat in the morning? I'll bring it back to you when I see it."

"What are you going out to buy?" Cheng Yan frowned.

"film."

"I want to eat Guokui, the Xiaobeimen family." Cheng Yan said, "bring an umbrella."

"I won't get off for a while!"

Cheng Yun often ran away when he opened the door.

Not long after, he bought a few films, each of which was five or six meters long, and brought a few racks.

Of course, there is Cheng Yan’s Guokui and everyone’s breakfast.

"Is this the film you bought?" Cheng Yan stared at him and held the pile of transparent plastic films. He saw that these films were thin and thick, a bit like enlarged plastic film. They were very wide and folded and put into plastic bags. They were usually used by rural people to build big rolls or seedlings.

"Um."

"What did you use it for?"

Seeing that the wind was getting stronger and cooler outside, Cheng Yun did not dare to answer her, so he put down the breakfast and ran upstairs: "The breakfast is on the table, you can eat it first. If I haven't gotten down yet, please help me with a while. I have something to do!"

Cheng Yan nodded, picked up the pot and chewed it.

A few days ago, the hotel collected a lot of things and left many cardboard boxes, both large and small, and when they were disassembled, they were made of cardboard. Of course, these cardboards could not stop the heavy rainstorms for several consecutive days, but the heavy rains in Jinguan City were actually only relatively speaking, and were far less exaggerated in the news. As long as you wrap a thin layer of plastic film on these cardboards, even if it is not enough to block the rains for the past few days, there will be no more leaks.

Cheng Yun’s idea was to build a shelf with a guardrail next to the flower bed, which could use a table and a plastic bench. If there was no way, then build a shelf. Then cover the thicker film and use paperboard wrapped in films where necessary, which is to transmit light and block the rain.

The most troublesome thing is fixation! Very troublesome!

There is very little heavy rain in the Jinguan Plain, but the wind blows during heavy rain in summer is not small. If it is not fixed, the wind will fall apart as soon as it blows!

So Cheng Yun brought many tools, including not only tape, nails, and even small electric drills.

These flowers are not only the hard work of the old master, but also unique in this world. Cheng Yun feels that since they come to this world, they can't survive for a day or two.

About twenty minutes later, a muffled thunder rang over his head, piercing into his ears and shaking the earth!

Bang!

A raindrop as big as a bean hit Cheng Yun's head.

At this time, he had just set up two shelves and was building the third one. Even if he put aside the flower bed and the small fish pond in the middle, he would have to work at least twenty minutes.

But since the first raindrop hit him, the rain became heavier in the blink of an eye, falling densely from the sky, hitting the floor, making a clattering sound, and for a moment, there were countless bead curtains hanging in the air.

The rooftop floor was instantly wet.

Cheng Yun was stunned for a moment, took off his clothes and continued to work hard.

Not long after, an umbrella stretched out from behind him and blocked a lot of rain for him.

Cheng Yun looked up and saw a black umbrella. He turned his head and saw Cheng Yan standing behind him wearing a white shirt. She held a small floral umbrella with one hand, and a small plastic bag with her little finger, which contained a bag of fried dumplings. The other hand held the big black umbrella to block the rain for him.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Yan looked at him with a wrinkle.

"Build a shed." Cheng Yun had water droplets hanging on his eyelashes, which affected his vision a little, so he reached out to wipe the rain on his face, but his hair was completely wet, and his hair kept dripping water downwards, and soon wet his face again.

“Where did these flowers come from?”

"I bought it yesterday."

"It's pretty." Cheng Yan said, and asked again, "What kind of flowers are these? It seems uncommon."

"Stop talking, please help me hold an umbrella first. I guess I will be able to handle it in more than ten minutes." Cheng Yun quickly changed the topic. He knew that Cheng Yan's curiosity and desire for knowledge were very strong, and it was this that created her knowledge reserves far beyond ordinary people. So if he did not change the topic and he could not answer or was perfunctory, Cheng Yan would probably find ways to find out what kind of flowers these flowers were.

About a few minutes later, Ms. Yin also came up with an umbrella. She looked at Cheng Yun with a eager look and said, "Webmaster, I'll help you!"

"No, I'm almost done."

After setting up a shed for the four flower beds in the corner, and erecting a few pieces of cardboard for the small fish pond to block the wind, Cheng Yun also checked the strength of the shed, and tinkered for a few minutes before he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the tools and walked into the building.

"Is that in the middle not aligned?" asked the Female Yin.

"That's okay." Cheng Yun asked the old master. The four-season tree is very strong and not easy to be pulled up or blown away, and other seedlings are also very low and resistant to fucking, and are not easy to be damaged.

"Oh." Yin Nuxia stood in the building, curiously put away the umbrella in her hand, and then pressed the button on the umbrella handle, and the umbrella automatically popped up and opened it. Then she showed a 'whoo so magical and fun' expression.

She was very happy to play with an automatic umbrella.

"There is not a height for holding an umbrella in the room." Cheng Yun rolled his eyes, and she made the floor full of water.

"No need to grow any longer, I'm already tall enough." The 155-meter-old female hero Yin continued to play with the umbrella and said subconsciously without raising her head.

"Puff!" Cheng Yan chuckled and couldn't help but lower his head to glance at her.

The female hero Yin suddenly froze. She obviously felt Cheng Yan's gaze and looked up at Cheng Yan.

At that moment, sparks burst out in her eyes!
Chapter completed!