Collect crowd into immortals

Chapter 106 Countless Calculus
The foot of Lotus Mountain.

A beam of brilliance flashed across the sky, and finally landed in front of a mansion in the center of Jingnan City.

When the brilliance dissipated, a hale and hearty old man with white hair and childlike face appeared on the spot.

When the two guards standing in front of the mansion saw this person, they quickly clasped their fists and saluted.

"Master Immortal Master!"

"Master Immortal Master!"

"Ok!"

The old man, Chen Guting, nodded and walked towards the door.

As for this, the two guards did not intend to stop him at all, allowing him to come and go as he pleased.

But just after walking a few steps, Chen Guting's footsteps suddenly stopped, because he just remembered that he didn't seem to have sent a message to the nephew who was guarding here in advance. exist?"

"Yes! Immortal Chief, the guardian and his wife are in the back garden, so let me know!"

As he spoke, one of the guards put away his weapon first, and trotted towards the backyard.

But at this moment, Chen Guting waved his hand, "No need! Just keep your posts!"

"Yes, Master Immortal Master!"

After being rejected, the guard who had only run a few steps suddenly collapsed.Since the fairy head refused, he naturally couldn't offend.

It was just that when he went back, he turned back three times every step. It took him a long time to slowly return to the original place and guard the door with his companions who were gloating about his misfortune.

Chen Guting was aware of this, but he didn't care. After receiving the news, he no longer hesitated and strode toward the back garden.

In a small pavilion in the back garden.

Guard Chen Changzhi was talking about recent interesting events with his wife, Li Jiawen and his wife.

One of the two talked about the current situation in the school, and the other talked about the situation of practicing spells.

While talking about having fun, a figure suddenly broke in.

Seeing this person, the couple quickly stood up, greeted and sat down.

"Uncle Wu! Why do you always come to my nephew when you have time? Rare guest! Rare guest! If I remember correctly, this is the first time in your life!"

"Why? This Jingnan City has become your territory, and I can't come here anymore, old man?"

"You are always joking! You are a person who does great things! You are not like the two of us, who have no ambitions and enjoy themselves in peace!"

"That's you! That's not the case with Jiawen! Don't involve Jiawen when you play badly, Jiawen is a good boy!"

"Look at what Uncle Wu said! You're not burying your nephew! Did your nephew offend you recently?"

……

Just like that, the uncle and nephew chatted with each other one by one, while Li Jiawen, she kept covering her mouth and giggling.

After a while, Chen Guting talked about the purpose of this trip.

"Okay, let's stop chatting with you kid! Changzhi, are there any people in the city who are particularly good at arithmetic? You can introduce some to Fifth Uncle. Fifth Uncle will be useful."

"Amath talent?"

Chen Changzhi was taken aback for a moment, his eyes full of doubts.

Arithmetic talent, what does Fifth Uncle want this for?
Chen Changzhi was a little suspicious. He had heard wrong!
But after confirming with Uncle Wu again, he no longer doubted his ears.Uncle Wu really needs arithmetic talents.

Just, why do you need this all of a sudden?
Why did Uncle Wu suddenly become interested in those earthly gadgets?

Although he was puzzled, Chen Changzhi did not rush to ask, but after thinking about it for a moment, he said:

"Uncle Wu, can you be more specific, what exactly is it?
As far as my nephew knows, there are several types of arithmetic, such as teaching, accounting, and..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Uncle Wu: "Teacher, this is comprehensive!"

"Teacher? Wait a minute, Uncle Fifth!"

After responding, Chen Changzhi immediately summoned his consciousness and made several instructions to the maid guarding the door.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a mustache came in.

"I've seen my lord, I've seen my wife!"

"Hmm! Xiang Yu, in our Jingnan City, which master has the highest level of arithmetic?"

"Arithmetic level?"

Master Chen Xiangyu's expression remained unchanged, obviously he had already known the news in advance.

While pondering, he glanced at the hale and hearty old man guarding the side again, and his heart trembled even more, knowing that this should be the elder of the clan that the maid Xiaohuan had mentioned.

He is the elder who guards the adults, and he is also a person on the mountain!
Thinking of this, he raised his hands and saluted the old man. Then he collected his thoughts and said, "As far as I know, if the level of teaching in a single round is the same, the masters who are teaching in the academy now..."

Just as he was talking, he was planned by the old man: "Research level! Research level!"

Hearing this, Chen Xiangyu glanced at the guard who was sitting at the original position from the corner of his eye. Seeing that the other party did not speak, he did not hesitate, and immediately named another candidate.
“This little man really knows a few things.

The first is Mr. Chen Zengwen who lives in Yanyu Lane. The old man has taught arithmetic for more than [-] years and has taught generations of arithmetic geniuses.

The current dean of our Liyang Academy, Chen Guoli, Chen Yuanlan from the finance department, and Chen Chengjiang from the land department are all the old man's favorite students.

As for other accountants working in restaurants and commercial firms, there are countless of them.

And as far as the villain knows, even if this old Mr. Chen Zengwen has left the academy, he still continues to study arithmetic problems. There are even rumors that the old Mr. Chen does not go to bed until he solves ten difficult problems every day!

Thinking about it, his old man's arithmetic level should be the highest.

In addition, there are Mr. Chen Zhixian and Mr. Chen Yuanwei who are still teaching in the academy..."

After finishing these words, the master hesitated for a moment and then added: "By the way, I also heard that there was a teacher, or rather a fanatic, named Xu Xinming in the city. He once said that he would invent a newer method. For simple arithmetic, just don't know if it's true or not."

"Easier arithmetic method, somewhat interesting."

Chen Guting stroked his beard thoughtfully, "But this Xu Xinming? Was he recruited from outside?"

"Yes! About 30 years ago, when we went to Ziyun Island to recruit, he was put on the ship by his parents. Now 30 years later, he has already married a wife and had children. He currently teaches arithmetic in a small academy. In his spare time In addition, he is also deducing his arithmetic method."

After finishing speaking, the master stood where he was and said nothing more.

"So, it's interesting!"

Chen Guting nodded, expressing his understanding.

But after a while, he suddenly stood up, "Then let's go to that Chen Zengwen's house first!"

Hearing this, Chen Changzhi did not hesitate, and followed with his wife Li Jiawen.

He wanted to see why his fifth uncle, who had never cared about worldly things, suddenly came to Jingnancheng and said he was looking for some arithmetic genius.

Isn't there enough clansmen in the family?
Or is it that the elderly are getting stronger and want to get married and have children, so they want to find a good teacher for their children in advance?

It's not necessary!
No, just now Uncle Wu can be said to have a high level of research, so what is the reason for this?
Chen Changzhi couldn't figure it out!
But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, follow up and have a look, maybe you can see the clues!
But what he didn't know was that when he heard that Uncle Wu was looking for an arithmetic genius, an astonishing guess suddenly flashed in his wife Li Jiawen's mind.

However, because of confidentiality, Li Jiawen didn't say much.

A quarter of an hour later.

A group of people walked through layers of streets and alleys, and stopped in front of a well-arranged small courtyard.

In the courtyard, the aging Chen Zengwen was teasing his little grandson with his wife.

Suddenly, there was a hasty knock on the door, followed by a group of visitors with extraordinary temperament.

Seeing several people entering the door, Chen Zengwen was not afraid at all. After handing his naughty grandson to his wife next to him, he stood up and asked calmly: "Who are you?"

"Old man, I am Chen Xiangyu, the master of the guardian mansion. This is our Lord guardian, and this is the wife of the guardian. As for this..."

Master Chen Xiangyu was still about to continue his introduction, but he saw Chen Zengwen, who was still calm just now, suddenly staggered towards Chen Guting, and the old man's eyes were still filled with tears of joy.

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor?"

The eager ancestor's voice stunned everyone.

Whether it was Master Chen Xiangyu, Chen Changzhi, Li Jiawen who came to watch the excitement, or even his wife who was taking care of her grandson, they all calmed down instantly.

They looked at the old man with tears in his eyes in dumbfounded, and for a moment, they didn't know what to say.

Why is it so good that you suddenly recognize your ancestor?
As for Chen Guting, he was also shocked for a long time before he came back to his senses.

At this moment, even he, the client, didn't know why the host they came to visit suddenly called him Patriarch, and suddenly became a relative with him.

Until a certain moment, after careful identification, he suddenly felt that the old man in front of him looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

The moment this idea was born, a familiar scene flooded into his mind.

It was 40 years ago that the mine guarded by his second brother was suddenly attacked by a large number of monsters. Although the mine was defended in the end, the second brother Chen Guyao was poisoned due to an accident. In the end, despite the clan's best efforts to save him, the panacea was not available. They all went into battle, but they were powerless.

I remember that after the death of the second brother, at the time of the funeral, apart from the monks who were still alive in the clan, all the clan members of the second brother's line in the mortal world also passed away.If Chen Guting remembered correctly, there was a young man among the mortals, who seemed somewhat similar to the old man in front of him.

Thinking of this, Chen Guting was also inexplicably excited, "Are you, second brother's grandnephew?"

"It's me, ancestor! At my uncle's funeral that year, my grandson even saw the ancestor with his own eyes."

Chen Zengwen choked up.

He also didn't expect that the chance encounter 40 years ago would actually lead to a reunion now.

To be honest, at first Chen Zengwen thought that he had completely forgotten the dream-like scene, but at this moment, when he saw that familiar face, seeing that unchanging face, he suddenly realized that that The dreamlike scene has been completely engraved in his heart.

Never forgot!

It is impossible to forget!

It's just a pity, it's just a distant dream after all!

Looking at the face in front of him that has hardly changed from before, Chen Zengwen was filled with emotion for a while.

As for Chen Guting, why is he not like this.

When we met for the first time, the other party was a strong and handsome young man.Time flies by now, and when they meet for the second time, the other party has turned into a faltering old man.

With such a strong contrast, Chen Guting didn't know what to say.

In the end, he could only sigh: "Time flies, time is merciless!"

While sighing, he also had a deeper understanding of the family rule that "the family must raise all children without spiritual roots in the mortal world".

He was still just the other party's uncle, so it was so hard to let go.

Then if it is converted into the other party's biological parents, how should they face it?How to let go?

Seeing their children and grandchildren grow old day by day, but they have hardly changed, how will they feel?

Parents of monks are like this, but what about children without spiritual roots?

Will he be better again?
Looking at his parents whose appearance has not changed, looking at his brothers and sisters who are always young and beautiful, looking at the tribesmen who can fly through the clouds, ride on the mist and wield swords for thousands of miles, how could he be willing to let go?

Rather than being in a dilemma, it would be better to make a decision from the beginning and nip everything in the bud.

Don't let the children see everything in the dream, and don't let the parents watch their children grow old day by day, and watch them go away by themselves one by one.

Although this method seems unreasonable, it is almost the best choice.

For a while, Chen Guting thought a lot!

Everything is spiritual roots and longevity!

The so-called "when loved ones see their loved ones, tears are in their eyes!"

When the grandparents and grandchildren of the two parties meet, it is natural to be unavoidable.

Lala is homely and cares about their current situation.In a flash, half an hour passed.

Only then did the two of them get down to business.

"Arithmetic? This grandson does have some research, but I don't know if he can get into the eyes of the ancestor."

"What's not pleasing to the eye, you two have to be polite!"

"Too!"

At this point, the two looked at each other and laughed.

After a while, Chen Guting's face became solemn, "Then ancestor, can I start?"

"Ancestor, please come up with a question!" Chen Zengwen said confidently.

"Today there are three feet for the hook and four feet for the strand. What is the geometry of the string?"

"Don't underestimate your grandson, the ancestor. This is the "Pythagorean number" in "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic". Three hooks and four strands, the string must be five. The answer to this question is: five feet."

"Don't worry about Zengwen, the ancestor will be here soon!"

After a big laugh, Chen Guting continued to pose the question: "If the hook is six and the strand is eight, what is the string?"

"This question is easy! The string is ten!"

"Sixty ticks, eighty shares!"

"One hundred strings!"

Hearing that his grandnephew still gave the answer so quickly, Chen Guting suddenly smiled. It seems that his grandnephew must have discovered some tricks.

But next...

Chen Guting twitched his beard, and continued to speak: "It's still a Pythagorean number. If the hook is six, and the number is seven, what is the string?"

"Hook six, stock seven?"

Chen Zengwen's confident expression was stunned for a moment, and then he stroked his beard and walked towards the house: "Please ask the ancestor to wait for the grandson to get some tools."

After a while, the old man did some complicated calculations on the spot, and then he answered: "Ancestor, if you hook six strands of seven, the string will be: nine and two points, one centimeter, nine millimeters, five strands, four strands, four strands."

Seeing him calculating the result so quickly, Chen Guting nodded approvingly.

However, seeing his nephew's confident expression, he asked again, "Is it accurate?"

"No, not exactly!"

Hearing the question, Chen Zengwen answered decisively without any hesitation.

But after a while, it seemed that he didn't want to disappoint the ancestor, he said again: "Does the ancestor still want the latter part?"

Unexpectedly, the ancestor did not answer directly, but instead asked: "Can Zengwen give it accurately?"

"cannot!"

Chen Zengwen hesitated.

After a while, he didn't seem to want to disappoint the ancestor, and replied: "Ancestor, my grandson has encountered a similar situation before, but even if my grandson has calculated in the direction of micro-numbers for more than twenty times, he still can't get it." accurate results.

At that time, the grandson guessed whether he would calculate fifty times, a hundred times, or even thousands of times, and he could still continue to calculate, but he still couldn't get an accurate result.Also ask my ancestors to teach me. "

Hearing this guess, Chen Guting couldn't help nodding his head and laughing: "Zengwen is indeed the number one arithmetic genius in our Chen family!"

"The old ancestor is too famous!"

Chen Zengwen was not proud of the ancestor's praise, but just smiled.

Just some results!It's really nothing.

But immediately afterwards, he quickly asked again: "Does the ancestor know the exact result?"

While asking questions, he fixed his eyes on his ancestor.

You must know that this problem has troubled him for a long, long time, and even until now, he still can't solve it.If he could get the answer from the ancestor this time, even if he didn't calculate it himself, it would be considered an end to his worries.

After a hundred years, he can rest in peace.

It's a pity that when his ancestor heard his words, he smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sighed, "I don't know either, ancestor!"

"Ancestor doesn't know?"

Chen Zengwen couldn't believe it. His ancestor was a cultivator, and he was also a cultivator who studied mathematics intensively, so he didn't even know the answer to this question.

This... This was completely beyond Chen Zengwen's expectations.

In his impression, immortal cultivators have vast supernatural powers and are almost omniscient. Although the ancestor's cultivation level is not high, there is no reason that he can't solve a small arithmetic problem, right?

And if the ancestor says he doesn’t know, it means the ancestor doesn’t know, or the ancestor has never seen anyone who knows.

If it's the latter, then...

For a moment, the majestic halo that stood in Chen Zengwen's heart and shrouded the body of the immortal seemed to suddenly become thinner a lot, a lot!
"The ancestor really doesn't know. I haven't seen anyone who knows!"

Chen Guting sighed.

In fact, he has often calculated in the differential direction thousands or tens of thousands of times, but the results are indeed endless.At least, he couldn't finish it himself.

As for other people, he doesn't know.

Perhaps, only the secret calculations of those big schools can finish the calculation!

(End of this chapter)