I couldn't help but squint my eyes and look up, but I couldn't see very far away in the daylight.

I don’t know if I missed it or Ding Xiaoyi was too lazy to clean it up.

Zhang Gu was surprised to find that there was a big watermelon beside him. Immediately, a look of joy appeared in his eyes. For a moment, regardless of the image, he rushed forward, picked up the melon, sat on the ground and started eating.

The iced watermelon is sweet and crisp, which not only quenches thirst but also quenches hunger.

After eating most of the watermelon in one go, Zhang Gu put the remaining half of the watermelon in the box. He regained a lot of strength and immediately continued to walk forward holding up his walking stick and paper umbrella.

He didn't know how long he had been walking. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Zhang Gu had no choice but to stop and rest.

I took out the remaining half of the watermelon from the box and took a bite, but I felt that the taste was not right.

After taking a closer look, I discovered that the watermelon was stained with ink.

The ink had a bitter smell and dyed most of the watermelon black. When Zhang Gu saw this, he grinned: "I have been writing books all my life. How dare I say that I am a book writer without some ink?"

After saying that, he hugged the melon and started to chew it.

Just as he was eating the melon, the sky had turned completely dark, which was completely different from the scorching heat during the day. A strong wind blew, and Zhang Gu actually felt waves of ice coldness.

I couldn't help but tighten the collar of my tight shirt and moved half of my body to the corner a few inches.

However, the wind got stronger and stronger, whistling loudly

"clatter!!"

There was a crisp sound, and Zhang Gu couldn't help but take a closer look, only to see that there was an ice pimple as big as a pigeon egg on the ground.

It was still very hot during the day, and it actually started to hail at night.

Seeing this, Zhang Gu couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. No wonder people say that the land of Shu goes to the west and is outside the territory, and it is difficult for ordinary people to survive.

Just as he was surprised at the strange weather, the hail was getting heavier and heavier. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Gu quickly held the small wooden box in his arms and hid in the corner with an umbrella in his hand.

In just a blink of an eye, the paper umbrella in my hand was riddled with holes.

Zhang Gu's body was also bruised and bruised. After he noticed that the hail stopped, he immediately opened his clothes, took a look at the small wooden box that was tightly hidden behind him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But just when he put down the broken umbrella in his hand and subconsciously looked up, Zhang Gu's face suddenly froze.
Chapter completed!