The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 55 What are these waitresses at Tianxianglou? !

Shen Le stretched his neck and stood on tiptoe, looking in the direction where the lightning struck.

The lightning we usually see is hanging far up in the sky, flashing down one after another, striking somewhere unknown.

If you are lucky enough to see the landing point clearly, it must be a landmark building such as the Statue of Liberty in the United States or Guangzhou's Little Slender Waist.

But today, the rumbling thunder was one after another, just like there was a child upstairs riding a roller coaster on the floor.

The lightning flashed non-stop, which made people shudder with fear. He was not sure because of the wall, but... it seemed that every one of them struck the next yard?

It won’t hit the big camphor tree, right?

Could it be that the big camphor tree is going through a tribulation? !
As soon as he thought of this, Shen Le's heart tightened, and he ran to the next door. He pushed open the gate and stepped into the alley, and was blown backwards by the strong wind and rain, unable to open his eyes:

"Woo... the rain is ridiculously heavy!"

He charged twice, and was blown back both times. He tried to charge again for the third time, but a thunderstorm rolled over his head, and a bolt of lightning struck straight down, almost hitting his feet. Shen Le jumped back in fright:
"Hey!"

I won’t go over there. Is it okay if I don’t go over there?
Things like overcoming tribulation are not something a mortal like me can get involved in. Can't I just sit there and watch?

Fortunately, with the house model, it can be monitored remotely in real time. Shen Le quickly slipped back to the workshop and lay down beside the model to look at it. He took a glance and breathed a sigh of relief:

Thank God, the big camphor tree - or rather, A-Lu, whose gender is still unknown, was not the target of this attack.

Although the area covered by the thunderclouds was vast, the lightning did not shoot towards the third courtyard on the east road.

The fake tree made of camphor tree branches and leaves stood firmly in the center of the yard model. Although the branches and leaves were shaking, there was no sign of fire, breaking, or falling. It seemed that it was just blown by the wind...

"It seems to be something that happened in the second courtyard? Who survived the tribulation in the second courtyard? Could it be that fish?"

Shen Le lay on the side of the workbench, stretched his neck, and looked into the second courtyard. It was too difficult to see clearly through the thick simulated thundercloud, so he had to lie down and look inside through the gap between the thundercloud and the courtyard wall:

"The pond... is fine. The fish in the pond... haven't jumped out yet. The flowers and trees beside the pond... seem to be normal too. Eh? Where's Xiaoyu?"

What about that girl?

Where is the vague little person in the model?

Why did it disappear?
He won't be struck to death by lightning, will he?!
Shen Le was extremely shocked. A good girl came to his house, and if she died, even if she was struck by lightning——

Even if he doesn't have to take responsibility, he still feels bad!

Shen Le supported himself on the table and was about to stand up. At this moment, there was a loud explosion above his head, and another flash of lightning pierced through the air and landed in the second courtyard on the east road.

A bright light flashed past, Shen Le's eyes suddenly lit up, and he lay down again:

The light illuminated the small courtyard model. As it flickered on and off, Shen Le suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something extra in this small courtyard that was only a dozen centimeters by a few dozen centimeters in size!
What's more?
House? No, there is no less or more house.
A pool? There was no more or less stone in the pool, and the surface of the water did not expand or shrink;
The artificial lotus in the pond didn't catch fire, and the fish in the pond at least didn't jump to the shore and lie dead. As for the flower trees beside the pond... flower trees...

When did a flower tree half a person’s height appear?
And it is full of white flowers, big and big, at least as big as a palm. Light, rich and gorgeous, floating in the air.

Even if it is shrunk 100 times, if you tilt your head to look at the model under a simulated thundercloud, you can still see the breathtaking beauty through the postures of the trees and flowers.

Shen Le subconsciously took a deep breath. At this moment, an incredible thought suddenly struck his mind like lightning: Don't tell me that this flower tree is Xiaoyu!
Don't!
Thinking back carefully, every detail I saw before actually confirmed this idea. The restaurant called Tianxianglou...it was obvious that the proprietress was not an ordinary person...

The waiters in Tianxianglou, Xiaoyu in white, Xiaoge in purple, Xiaozhao in pink, Xiaodou in green... Qiaoqiao in white shirt and red skirt...

And what I saw with my spiritual eyes was the green mist covering them, the same green mist as the camphor tree, and the white, purple, pink, and green mists above the green mist...

However, at this time, it is too late to worry about whether this flower tree is Xiaoyu.

Overhead, the firestorm rolled once again, and thin streaks of lightning struck down from the black clouds floating on the model.

Shen Le just looked at the small flower tree in the model, which dropped a flower, then another flower, and then another flower...

There is only one left!

Once this one falls off, will it be the end? !

Just as I was thinking about it, suppressed thunder rumbled in the dark clouds, and it was obvious that another wave of lightning was about to come.

The flower tree has bent down, the flowers have closed, and the leaves are swaying desperately. Seven or eight branches have broken off and flown upwards.

Before the lightning even struck, the broken branches caught fire and turned to ash in an instant. And in the thundercloud, lightning flashed again:
"do not!!!"

Shen Le subconsciously reached out to grab it. His fingers flicked and were blocked by the thundercloud, and then he felt a pain. He reflexively retracted his hand and swung it around frantically:
“Ouch! It hurts!!!”

Turning over his fingers, he found that the pads of his four fingers, from the index finger to the pinky finger, were all covered with a layer of black ash, as if they had really been hit by an electric current. Shen Le tried to straighten his fingers, but couldn't. He tried to separate his fingers, but couldn't...

"I'm not really getting electrocuted, am I?!"

Just as I was panicking, the copper sheet felt slightly warm, and a stream of heat emanated from my chest and flowed to my right hand.

Shen Le raised his right hand to his eyes and watched the skin on his fingers curl, become brittle, and peel off, revealing a layer of intact, pink new skin. He clenched his fist again and opened his fingers, and they were intact!

"It seems... I can't interfere like this... I can help, but I absolutely can't risk my life! - So, how can I help?"

Shen Le frowned and thought. At the same time, on the old street outside the mansion, two people were running towards them, sweating profusely, carrying equipment:
"Brother! That thunder... is... what?"

"I can't say for sure..."

Comrade Gu Yulin, the senior of the Special Affairs Bureau duo, ran while trying to lift the camera on his shoulder. The camera was pointed at the thundercloud, and a reading immediately popped up:
"Brother! What is this? Is it in Shen Le's house? Should we go and save him? How do we save him?"

"…I'm thinking, maybe I should call the fire department…"

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　　Who said yesterday that it was the Zhaizi who was undergoing a tribulation!

　　come out!

　　Your house is going through a catastrophe!!!
　　
　
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