The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 56: Helping a fellow Taoist to overcome the tribulation? I actually did it!

The duo from the Special Affairs Department stood far away at the end of the old street, sometimes looking up at the old house, sometimes looking down at the readings on the instruments.

Every time I glanced at it, my brows would jump: This reading! This reading!!!
They have a heavy responsibility, and they have to patrol and record any areas within their jurisdiction that are obviously abnormal. Although they can't knock on the door of this old house every day, they often pass by the wall and scan it with an instrument:
The wall's Reiatsu readings fluctuated between 10 and 20 on a daily basis, and there were never any major fluctuations;
The drone was raised and scanned the center of the old house from a distance. The daily readings were close to five digits and were stable, with very little fluctuation. But today, today...

Today, even though this old house was nearly a hundred meters away, the spiritual pressure it emitted still made them both tremble with fear.

The black cloud was pressing right on top of the old house. The instrument was pointed at it and scanned it. It was over 50,000, over 60,000, over 50,000…

Then it suddenly jumped to a number of over 100,000, and a bolt of lightning struck down. It paused for a while, then jumped to over 100,000 again, and another bolt of lightning struck down!
"This... someone is going through a tribulation... this is really someone going through a tribulation..."

Zhang Bingxin murmured. He was young and had a low level of cultivation, but he was more sensitive to spiritual energy, and the pressure from the black cloud was greater.

At this moment, looking up at the black cloud from afar, he felt the hairs on his back stand up one by one:
Why do we have to endure the tribulation in the city!
Why cross the river in a residential area?
Wouldn't it be better for you to go to the deep mountains and forests to transcend the tribulation? Wouldn't it be better for you to go to an uninhabited area to transcend the tribulation? There are only wooden houses here. What if the lightning strikes the wrong way and hits the nearby residents?
That old house still has an owner... Has the owner evacuated?
"Hello, is this the fire department?" While he was shivering, his senior brother had already dialed the number:

"There are lightning strikes above the old house at No. 18 Nanhua Road. There is a great fire hazard. Please help...

What? Is there a fire? Not yet, but with such dense lightning, it's easy for a fire to start... Hello, hello?"

beep...beep...beep...

Gu Yulin smiled bitterly. If there is no fire, no one will care. It seems that it still needs to go through the internal line of the Special Affairs Department?
"Forget it, let's wait here... If there really is a fire, we can cast a spell to gather clouds and make it rain quickly. It should be possible..."

The two brothers climbed onto the roof of an old, deserted house, set out a small table, small flags, incense burners, and command arrows, rubbing their hands, ready to go at any time. At the other end of the old street, upstairs of Tianxiang Building, the proprietress held the railing with a worried look on her face:

"I have done everything I can to help you. Xiaoyu, you must be safe!"

In the mansion, Shen Le shook his hands for a while, and then turned his attention back to the thundercloud. It was definitely impossible to catch it with his hands, he didn't want to die yet;
What about using something else to pick it up?

For example, a lightning rod?
——Does my house have a lightning rod installed?

He recalled it carefully and it seemed that he had never pretended before.

It's too late to install it now, not to mention that the yard is so thunderous that you can't get in. Even if you can get in, how can you make a phone call now, place an order, and have workers come to install it?

After completing a set of processes, all the mines that should strike have been struck, and all those who should die have died!

What can I do - is there any way I can help...

Shen Le stood up, frowning, and turned around. From east to west, from west to east, his eyes suddenly lit up:
Got it!

The boss lady sent over a lunch box, and at the bottom of the box, there was a pair of metal chopsticks!
Metal conducts electricity, so just plug it in. Its height far exceeds any house in the two-courtyard model of East Road!
Shen Le picked up the metal chopsticks, walked quickly to the side of the model, and thrust hard. The floor of the model was made of thin wooden boards with a layer of clay on top, which was very fragile. He thrust hard and pierced through the board immediately.

The metal chopsticks stood firmly on the "mud ground" next to the "pool". Suddenly, a miniature thundercloud lit up, and a bolt of lightning deflected and hit the chopsticks directly!

"Stable!"

Shen Le breathed a sigh of relief. Lightning struck one after another, making the surface of the metal chopsticks shiny and glossy, as if they were polished. After three or five consecutive thunderbolts, the fog and clouds dispersed, leaving only a drizzle of rain falling down, and the sky outside suddenly lit up.

"It seems to be okay? ...It should be okay, right?"

Shen Le lay down beside the model and looked down. The house was normal, the pool was normal, and the flowers and trees beside the pool...

The one with white flowers, which looks like Xiaoyu's...

It seems to be still there?

Or does it exist in the form of a flower tree?

Are there no little people in white clothes appearing by the pool, in the waterside pavilion, or under the shade of the trees?
It’s better not to disturb them for now and give them some time to relax.

It is said, I heard, in the novels, that when a monster successfully survives the catastrophe, it usually loses half its life and is in a very bad state. Maybe the white skirt was even burnt...

Shen Le retracted his gaze, ate calmly, and even washed the bowl. Outside the mansion, the two Maoshan Taoist priests who were staring at Lei Yun also breathed a sigh of relief:

"Thank God...it didn't catch fire. This house is made entirely of wood, and there are also wooden houses around it. If it had caught fire, it would have been a big trouble!"

"Brother, shall we retreat?"

"You stay here, I'll go to the front door to take a look." The senior brother hesitated for a moment:
"Just keep an eye on them from a distance and observe who is going through the tribulation in there and what happens after that. Don't get close! Don't get close!"

Although he roughly knew that the person who could survive the calamity in the territory of the owner of the mansion would probably not be some evil demon or ghost, he still tried his best to put his own safety first!

Zhang Bingxin agreed, put away all the magical instruments, lay on the roof, raised the "camera" a little, and observed from a distance through the lens.

Gu Yulin walked quickly around to the front door of the mansion and watched from afar. As soon as he raised his phone, he saw a pretty figure holding an umbrella coming across the old street:

"Madam boss? ... Is the person who is going through the tribulation in there related to her?"

The door creaked open. Shen Le stood outside the door and was obviously relieved when he saw the proprietress:

"You are finally here! Your little Yu..."

"I know. I'm here to pick her up." The proprietress smiled and held a bamboo box in front of him with her right hand. Before the lid was opened, a sweet fragrance was already oozing out of it:
"Mr. Shen, thank you for your help today. We will definitely repay your kindness later."

Shen Le sniffed hard, took the box with one hand, and made way:

"No hurry, go pick her up first!"

There’s no need to mention repaying anything. What exactly is in this box?
smell good!
It smells so good that I feel like a hand grows out of my stomach and reaches out from my throat to grab some food!
Go away, go away!

(End of this chapter)