A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 402 Drawing Thunder
It was not morning work time, so Wang Maochun and Chen Shanmeng were both wearing casual clothes.

When the two saw Zhu Cheng and Zhu Peng here, they knew it must be related to Zhu Shizhong's lightning-struck death case.

Wang Maochun and Chen Shanmeng were both in their fifties and had spent most of their lives in officialdom. They were still standing at the door and guessed that it was Ge Hengtai who wanted to find Zhu Cheng and Zhu Peng to make them feel uncomfortable.

If not for this, Ge Hengtai would have nothing better to do than to call them both over.

Sure enough, when Ge Hengtai saw them come in, he just exchanged a few words of greeting, handed them a black broken piece of wood, and then told them the whole story.

"My lords, please tell me, is this just making random accusations and taking human life lightly?" Ge Hengtai asked sternly with a dark face.

Wang Maochun saw that Ge Hengtai was angry, but his face was calm and he just stood there without saying a word.

Chen Shanmeng pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Zhu Cheng and asked, "Zhu Sizheng, is this the thing you said can attract thunder from the sky?"

Although Chen Shanmeng's voice was soft, the meaning of his question was as heavy as a mountain.

Zhu Cheng immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He couldn't deny it, but he didn't dare to agree either.

The hall was silent, and everyone's eyes were all on Zhu Cheng. He felt as if thousands of arrows were piercing his heart.

Just then, Duan Rong suddenly coughed.

In this silent hall, his cough at this moment was no different from beating a drum.

As expected, Ge Hengtai, Wang Maochun, and Chen Shanmeng all looked at him. Wang Maochun and Chen Shanmeng didn't recognize Duan Rong yet, and their eyes were full of doubt.

Duan Rong said: "Sorry, my throat is not feeling well. But, that thing can indeed attract thunder."

Chen Shanmeng looked Duan Rong up and down and asked, "Forgive me for my poor eyesight, but I don't know which government office you are from, sir?"

Ge Hengtai immediately introduced Duan Rong's identity to Wang Maochun and Chen Shanmeng, and they both looked at Duan Rong again with understanding expressions.

Chen Shanmeng asked, "Master Duan, are you saying that this thing can draw down the thunder from the sky?"

Chen Shanmeng weighed the broken wood in his hand and looked at Duan Rong.

Duan Rong said: "That's right!"

Chen Shanmeng said, "What evidence do you have? Lord Duan, I have been a criminal for most of my life! This is the first time I have heard of using thunderbolts to commit murder. Moreover, it was done with such a small thing. Without further evidence, it would be hard to convince people!"

Duan Rong really admired Chen Shanmeng's sophistication and magnanimity.

Chen Shanmeng clearly thought that he was talking nonsense, but he could still say such a long string of high-sounding nonsense.

Duan Rong said: "There is no special evidence."

After saying this, Chen Shanmeng still had no expression on his face. But Ge Hengtai and Wang Maochun both smiled faintly.

But Duan Rong said, "We can only draw down the thunder again."

The smiles on Ge Hengtai and Wang Maochun's faces froze immediately. They both thought they had heard wrongly.

Chen Shanmeng's expression jumped, and he weighed the broken wood in his hand again, and said, "Are you saying that you want to use this thing to draw down the thunder again?"

Duan Rong said: "Not this one. This one is broken. I will make another one to draw down the thunder again."

Everyone in the hall looked at Duan Rong in astonishment, including Zhu Cheng and Zhu Peng who were standing beside him.

Duan Rong wanted to tell them that this was called an experiment. It was a series of operations or activities designed to test a theory or confirm a hypothesis. In Yang Zhenning's words, 90% of science is experimental activities, and the foundation of science is experiment.

Chen Shanmeng looked at Duan Rong and saw that his face was calm and his eyes were gentle. At this moment, he even doubted whether the thing in his hand could really attract thunder from the sky?

Chen Shanmeng's expression changed, and he said in a tone that sounded quite admonishing, "Master Duan, this is a serious matter, don't joke about it!"

Duan Rong said, "I know. It's actually quite troublesome to draw the thunder again. But if we don't do this, Lord Ge will accuse us of making random accusations and taking human lives lightly. Then we can only draw it again."

When everyone in the hall heard this, they were all shocked. Is this a troublesome thing or not?

Can only quote once more???
Listen to your tone, it's as if this thunder belongs to your family?

You think you are the God of Thunder?!
Zhu Cheng no longer cared about etiquette at this time, he directly pulled Duan Rong aside.

Zhu Cheng looked at Duan Rong. He was quite grateful to Duan Rong for not hiding aside at this time, but taking over the matter. He was really at a loss at that moment.

Zhu Cheng whispered, "Brother Duan, if we admit our mistakes now, there is still room for maneuver. Zhu Peng and I will at most deduct some of our salaries, and you will at most deduct some of your merit points. With your previous resume, it will not be a problem for you to advance to an inner sect disciple. But if you insist on holding on, I'm afraid the matter will only get bigger and bigger, and it will be even more difficult to resolve."

Duan Rong said, "Don't worry! Lord Zhu, if something really happens, just tell them that I asked you to arrest people. I was also the one who told you to draw the thunder. The two of you are only guilty of negligence at most."

After Duan Rong finished speaking, he smiled and patted Zhu Cheng on the shoulder.

Zhu Cheng was speechless. For some reason, he could tell that Duan Rong seemed very confident.

"Could that thing really be able to attract thunder from the sky?" Zhu Cheng's heart suddenly wavered.

Duan Rong was of course very confident.

Because this thing has been verified countless times in previous lives and has already been widely used.

It is said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

This thing, in its essence, is actually the structure of a lightning rod.

The lightning rod, if we talk about its principle, should be called a lightning rod. However, it guides lightning into the ground to protect the safety of buildings and people.

But the person who murdered Shangshu Ling Zhu Shizhong actually led the thunder into the water flow surrounding the bed, killing Zhu Shizhong and Li Muping who were having fun on the bed.

Although no one knows who the person behind this is, he has obviously mastered the method of attracting thunder. He may not know the principle, but he has obviously discovered this method. However, this discovery is most likely just some kind of accidental event.

Duan Rong walked back to the center of the hall, looked at Ge, Wang, and Chen, and said, "It's settled. But we have to wait for the thunderstorm. I can't be sure of the exact date. During this period, I hope Master Ge can ensure the safety of the craftsmen."

Ge Hengtai was slightly stunned. At this time, Duan Rong was still making demands on him. However, Ge Hengtai always had a bad temper. He said loudly: "Don't worry about this! If one of them dies, I will cut off his head and give them their lives in exchange!"

"Okay!" Duan Rong said, "I still need to make some preparations, so I'll take my leave first."

After Duan Rong finished speaking, he clasped his fists slightly, then turned around and walked out.

Zhu Cheng's heart tightened, and he immediately bowed and said, "My Lords, I am leaving too!"

After Zhu Cheng finished speaking, he hurried away.

Zhu Peng also bowed and was about to leave, but Chen Shanmeng immediately stopped him and said, "Take this evidence away! You've lost everything!"

Zhu Peng then took the blackened piece of wood from Chen Shanmeng's hand, bowed hurriedly, and hurriedly chased after Duan Rong.

As soon as Duan Rong walked out of Ge Hengtai's mansion, Zhu Cheng and Zhu Peng followed him one after another.

At this point, both of them no longer called Duan Rong "Sir Duan", but simply called him "Brother Duan".

"Can you really draw down the thunder from the sky?"

"Tell me the truth. Are you trying to fool them? Or are you really planning to bring down a thunderbolt?"

Duan Rong suddenly stopped, looked up at the stars in the dark sky, and asked, "It's still summer now, so the thunderstorm in Shenyun Mansion shouldn't take too long, right?"

Zhu Peng suddenly said, "Wang Maochun and the others will definitely ask the old Taoist priest from the Imperial Astronomical Bureau about this matter. The old Taoist priest can tell whether it will rain the next day by looking at the stars at night."

"Really?" Duan Rong was very curious.

Duan Rong had always felt that Zhu Peng was a little unreliable, so he looked at Zhu Cheng and asked, "Is that old Taoist really that powerful?"

Zhu Cheng said, "That old Taoist priest is quite capable. He can accurately predict major floods and droughts. As for normal rainfall, he can still accurately predict it within one or two days."

Duan Rong smacked his lips when he heard this. There are so many extraordinary people in the Jianghu! The man who could discover the method to draw down thunder, and the old Taoist in the Sitianjian who could predict the rain by observing the stars, Duan Rong felt that it was a bit incredible.

In the world of the previous life, although humans lived in a prosperous scientific age, why was it that while technology was developing, people's lives were becoming more and more tiring? Wasn't there something wrong?
Since crossing over, he has seen quite a few people with supernatural powers. Sometimes Duan Rong also reflects on himself.

Shenyun Prefecture, the capital city, is full of flowers and the sea of news is also turbulent.

The death of Shangshu Ling by lightning was originally a very explosive topic.

But now it suddenly came out that someone had brought down thunder from the sky, which killed Zhu Shizhong!

This news spread throughout the streets and alleys of Shenyun Mansion in just one day. What people were talking about more was that a guy named Duan Rong wanted to bring down thunder from the sky! To prove that the death of Shangshu Ling Zhu Shizhong was not a natural disaster, but a human plot!

Someone murdered Zhu Shizhong!

It’s hard not to be hot with this kind of news!

Even the storytellers in the teahouse began to tell this story.

However, in the stories told by these storytellers, there are clearly two factions. One faction exaggerates Duan Rong to be a god, while the other faction says that Duan Rong is a charlatan.

Rumors were spreading among the people, and no one could agree on anything.

Seeing rumors spreading in the city, Wang Maochun became a little anxious and went to the Imperial Observatory two or three times a day.

It was a blessing from God. That night, the old Taoist priest told Wang Maochun that there would be a heavy thunderstorm at 3 p.m. the next day.

That night, Wang Maochun sent someone to tell the Dali Temple about this matter and asked them to tell Duan Rong to be prepared.

At that time, Duan Rong was sleeping soundly in the post station. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside and Zhu Cheng rushed in.

In fact, Duan Rong had already prepared all those things and was just waiting for the news of thunderstorm.

Zhu Chenggang arrested Duan Rong and gave him a lecture.

Duan Rong was sleepy and muttered, "It's the afternoon tomorrow. Why rush? I'll have a good sleep first." After saying that, he covered his head and fell asleep again.

Zhu Cheng looked at Duan Rong who looked like nothing had happened and was really helpless. He had already brought the message, and seeing Duan Rong fall into a deep sleep again, he sighed and thought that he could only come back tomorrow morning.

In the afternoon, at 5:55 pm, beside a wild lake ten miles southeast of Shenyun Mansion.

This barren forest is usually seldom visited by people and is a habitat for wild birds.

But today, the place was bustling with noise and a large crowd of people gathered around to watch the fun.

Wang Maochun had not expected that so many people would come. He dispatched teams of soldiers to maintain order and finally blocked the dark crowd outside.

Zhu Cheng and Zhu Peng both looked pale as they looked at the dark crowd.

If Duan Rong fails this time, it will not be just a matter of playing tricks on a first-rank official, but playing tricks on the people of the entire city. A spit from each of them can drown him!
It was already 5:50 pm, and in another 3:50, it would be 5:30 pm. But the sun was still blazing overhead, and it was extremely hot. There was not a single breeze, and even the leaves on the trees were drooping in the sun. Moreover, the crowd was already soaked.

Wang Maochun, Chen Shanmeng, Ge Hengtai and others were under the shade of a tree. The servants were fanning them with cattail leaves, but the wind was hot and they were sweating profusely.

Ge Hengtai glanced at the bright sun overhead and asked, "The old Taoist said it will rain at 3 p.m.?"

Wang Maochun said, "Yes, it's the afternoon. Don't worry, there are still three quarters left."

Duan Rong was not far away. He found a shady place, sat down on the ground, and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

This kind of weather can make people lose their temper due to the heat.

Many people have obviously underestimated the power of this hot tiger. Some of those who originally wanted to watch the excitement could not stand it and have already retreated, but the majority of them are still staying where they are.

After a while, Ge Hengtai suddenly stared at the clerk with a sundial not far away and asked, "What time is it?"

The clerk said, "Your Excellency, it is already 3:00 pm!"

Ge Hengtai jumped up from his chair and said, "It's already 3:00 PM, and the sun is still shining brightly. That old Taoist priest..."

Before Ge Hengtai could finish his words, the wind suddenly blew up and he could only swallow his words.

When the wind blows, your body feels cool!

As the wind rises, dark clouds appear in the sky, coming in full force!

Zhu Cheng immediately shouted, "Duan Rong, here he comes!"

Duan Rong had already stood up. He turned around, smiled at Zhu Cheng, and then suddenly jumped out!

In the strong wind, Duan Rong's figure was as fast as a ghost!

Everyone present was startled!
The dark crowd was blocked by the soldiers about ten feet away from the wild lake, but when Duan Rong flashed into the lake, many sharp-eyed people saw it, and suddenly a loud noise broke out in the crowd.

Duan Rong flashed to the center of the lake, his true energy surged, and he stood on the lake! At his feet, the lake water was churning like boiling water because of the surge of true energy.

Duan Rong flipped his hand and held a brand new wooden object in his hand.

In the past two or three days, he had already tried it several times to ensure that there was indeed an arc flashing at the tip of the needle and that no accidents would occur on the spot.

He held the object in his hand, and the strong wind blew a small wooden windmill next to it, making it turn.

The windmill drove the wooden handle, rubbing it back and forth on the fur in the secret compartment.

Duan Rong suddenly leaned forward and untied the thread tied to a lotus flower on the lake.

He had already sunk a large stone to the bottom of the lake in advance to secure the things in his hands.

Duan Rong tied the thread tightly to the object.

The object had been fixed on the edge of the lake, and although it was still floating back and forth, the amplitude was not large.

Duan Rong took it and flashed away, retreating two feet away from the lake.

The moment he stood still, his spiritual sense suddenly spread out, covering the entire lake.

He has to keep an eye on the condition of that thing at all times.

He had two spares of this thing. If anything happened to the one in the lake, he would immediately get a replacement.

At this time, dark clouds had covered the sky, the sky suddenly darkened, and the strong wind made the surface of the lake wrinkled. The big tree not far from Duan Rong and his sleeves were also rustling in the wind.

Sporadic raindrops as big as beans fell down immediately, making crackling sounds!
A strong smell of rain floated up!
Almost without any pause, heavy rain began to pour down!

Then, a flash of lightning, like a white dragon, tore open the dark sky!
But after two or three breaths, Duan Rong's hair suddenly stood up!

At that moment, his figure suddenly rose up, and only a black shadow was seen flying backwards in the rain like a leaf boat on the river.

He knew it was coming!
"Crack!"

The sound was indescribable, but it was completely different from the rumble of thunder.

I saw a ray of white light, like a white dragon, rushing down from Tianfu. At that moment, its body connected the heaven and the earth!
The rain seemed to be non-existent! Because the light was too bright!

The entire wild lake is bright white, like a huge mirror reflecting dazzling light!

It only took a brief moment and passed by!

The world was silent! The crowd was silent! It was as if nothing had happened!
People seemed to be oblivious to the sound of the heavy rain and the whistling wind!
Although that moment was extremely short, it seemed to have struck their souls. Everyone was stunned there, petrified instantly...

"The thunder from the sky! It's really been drawn down!"

(End of this chapter)