Chapter 147: The Thunder Struck Me and Pained Me

Qin Shu, who was just about to run away, paused when she heard this, and a question mark slowly appeared above her head.

how? Is this uncle also a math enthusiast?

She retracted one of her outstretched legs, thought about it, and finally turned around and walked towards the counter.

She may not be good at fighting, but when it comes to math, she is somewhat confident as a 21st century young person who has gone through five years of college entrance examination and three years of simulated beatings.

"Uncle!"

Hongyuan's mind was in chaos. Half of him was thinking about what the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine was, and the other half was thinking about why he was such a useless person. I don’t even know what the next person in the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine is.

Qin Shu's sudden voice was like the beginning of the world, making his originally chaotic mind a little clearer.

He loosened his hands holding his head, opened his hazy eyes and glanced at the little girl in front of him. He saw a smile on her face, similar to the one she usually came to buy ice cream.

Seeing him raise his head, Qin Shu breathed a sigh of relief. If he could hear her voice, he could be saved. She was worried that he would get into trouble again, so she quickly said, "Ten thousand! Uncle, the next one out of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine is ten thousand!"

"Ten thousand..." Hong Yuan murmured to himself, and froze on the spot, seeming a little distracted.

Qin Shu stood in front of him, watching him take out a blank jade slip, and wrote from the beginning: "One, two, three..."

Qin Shu didn't know what was wrong with this person. They said that there was only one step between genius and madman, but she had never seen anyone count herself as a madman. Soon the law enforcers from Red Gold City came over, but the uncle was still very focused on writing the numbers.

Qin Shu quickly stepped forward, took out her personal discipleship badge at Xuantianmen, and explained to them: "This uncle seems to have a very serious inner demon. I just noticed that the spiritual energy in him seems to have a tendency to riot. , I just called you here.”

When these law enforcers saw Qin Shu's belt, their attitude toward her changed from disdain to respect.

"We will take him back now and it will not affect other fellow Taoists."

These law enforcers were about to step forward, but were stopped by Qin Shu, "Everyone, don't be anxious. This fellow Taoist seems to have some magic weapon to curb the spiritual energy riot. He should know what's going on with him. Let's take a look. Say it again.”

Qin Shu's words also successfully stopped these law enforcement officers. At this time, a strange scene appeared on the streets of Chijin City. A group of law enforcement officers and a little girl stood in front of the counter, watching the middle-aged uncle intently. Write arithmetic.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-five, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-six..." He stared at the blank jade slip in his hand, the veins on his forehead popped out, his hands trembled slightly, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

Seeing how hard he was working, Qin Shu wished she could teach him the Arabic numerals she had learned all her life so that he could write faster.

Finally, the number once again reached nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. You could clearly feel his emotional fluctuations. He wrote the character nine with extra vigor, and he seemed to be on the verge of going berserk.

Qin Shu reacted first when she saw this, hurriedly jumped up on the counter, held his little hand in his, and used all her strength to drive him to write two crooked characters on the jade slip.

"Ten thousand."

"Bang!" A wave of spiritual power knocked Qin Shu over. She rolled from the counter to the ground and rolled several times.

At this time, the furnishings in the room were already in a mess. Fortunately, the law enforcers were well prepared and set up a formation for his shop, which also gave the people around him a chance to escape.

Qin Shu supported the wall with one hand and stood up shakily. She saw that the panic and anxiety on the uncle's face had disappeared.

He sat down cross-legged, and his whole expression returned to the coldness it had when she first saw him, but it was more transparent than before.

He's going to advance.

Such an idea suddenly appeared in Qin Shu's mind, and Qin Shu subconsciously realized it with her legs crossed, and the temperature around her gradually dropped.

The moment she fell into trance, a force pushed her out of the house. This time she flew far, far away.

But the landing was light and Qin Shu woke up immediately, looking up at the sect elders hurriedly arriving in the sky and the faintly condensed thunderclouds in the sky.

Qin Shu took a deep breath of air. It looked like it was the thunder calamity of Jin Dan ascending to Nascent Soul? Fortunately, she was rescued. If she had stayed inside at this time and a thunderstorm struck, her life would have been restarted. Would a late-stage Golden Elixir monk still be embarrassed? Could it actually become his inner demon? Qin Shu was puzzled for a long time, and finally thought that her own way of asking questions could allow her to do hundreds of sequence problems. People can count normally, and their existence is reasonable.

The dark clouds gathering in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, and arcs of lightning could be faintly seen. This was the first time Qin Shu had seen a thunderstorm.

She had seen lightning and thunder before, but she had never seen it so powerful. She even couldn't help but start to think, could the uncle withstand it?

While she was thinking about it, Hong Yuan flew up from the shop and was about to face Lei Jie directly.

The ice crystal sword in his hand reflected a white light, and the thunder calamity in the air seemed to be provoked, and the CD he had saved for so long finally came into use.

Hongyuan touched the storage ring and took out a bronze mirror-shaped magic weapon. It seemed to be a defensive magic weapon.

However, a bolt of lightning struck, and the magical weapon shattered into pieces. Hongyuan took out another red silk ribbon...

Qin Shu watched Hongyuan take out one magic weapon after another to resist the thunder tribulation, and her heart seemed to be bleeding.

So many treasures, all broken! Heartache! Although they were not hers, she still felt heartbroken! I always felt that it was a waste of natural resources.

She couldn't help but start to think wildly in her mind. No matter how strong the thunder tribulation was, it was still lightning. It is known that lightning is generally produced in cumulonimbus clouds with vigorous convection. The upper part of the cloud is mainly positively charged, and the lower part is mainly negatively charged. Therefore, a potential difference is formed between the upper and lower parts of the cloud. When the potential difference reaches a certain level, discharge will occur...

If he can be given an insulating protective suit and a lightning rod...

Qin Shu seriously thought about the possibility of this idea, but before she thought of the alternative materials in the world of immortal cultivation, the thunder in the sky dissipated.

The uncle's hair had exploded, a bit like instant noodle hair, obviously struck by lightning.

When he opened his mouth, white smoke came out.

But his mental state seemed to be good, it seemed that the so-called thunder tribulation did not affect him at all.

It was not as long as the torment of counting.

"Hongyuan, congratulations!" The elder in the sky clasped his fists and congratulated him.

Hongyuan returned the greeting and looked around. Finally, his eyes fell on Qin Shu. He stepped on the ice crystal sword and appeared in front of Qin Shu in an instant.