Chapter 663: Going to the Grave
Fu Yuanqiu was defeated by Wang Ping'an's explanation, and he couldn't find a reason to scold people.
Of course, for ordinary cultivators, he could not only scold, but also take a few blows to vent his anger. But for Wang Ping'an, a guy with a mysterious background and a mysterious cultivation, he can only pinch his nose and treat him as an uncle.
After all, they have now been recruited and nominally under the command of the Operations Department, and at some point, he can also order Wang Ping'an to do some small things.
For example, the last time he was ordered to rescue Luo Chuan and his wife, he did a good job, and this matter made him earn enough face in the management of the Operations Department.
Since Wang Ping'an was not afraid of the retaliation of the Wudang faction, Fu Yuanqiu had no choice but to follow his wishes, and at the same time wanted to see what Wang Ping'an's hole cards were, and he was not afraid of offending the Wudang faction.
Wang Ping'an is now a person from the Operations Department, and even if Wudang wants to retaliate, he will not retaliate openly, but will only use covert means to retaliate in secret.
Assassination is often the most direct and effective means.
Wang Ping'an didn't know this, but he didn't care.
With merit protection, he can pit those enemies who can threaten his life to death at any time.
When it comes to merit, Wang Ping'an seems to have just remembered that there are still two points of merit left to complete the system task.
And there are only two days left before the Chinese New Year.
Whether to go into the mountains and find two powerful mutant beasts to kill, or kill two more bad guys, you must make a choice.
After packing up his things, Wang Ping'an held two jars of aged wine and sent them to his father.
It's the New Year, and since there is good wine stored in the system space, you must honor your father a little, and by the way, you will seal a big red envelope for the second elder.
In the past, when the soul did not recover, Wang Ping'an asked his parents for red envelopes, but now that he can make money, he naturally wants to return their big red envelopes.
Holding two jars of wine, when I entered the small courtyard of my parents' villa, I saw my father sitting on a small stool at the door, folding yellow paper.
"I'll send you something, hey, what are you doing with so much yellow paper?" Wang Ping'an put the wine in the living room and put two thick red envelopes on the table.
"Tomorrow Chinese New Year's Eve, go to the grave of your ancestors, and then you have to go too, this is the rule." Wang Degui reminded.
"Uh...... Yes. Wang Ping'an was a little worried, if he went to the grave tomorrow afternoon, then the plan to go into the mountains to find wild beasts to make merit would be in vain.
My mother was frying rice cakes and other things in the kitchen, and when she heard Wang Ping'an's voice, she said, "What has your sister been doing these two days? I don't read books or do my homework during the holidays, so I can't stay with you all day to play." ”
"I'm not playing, I'm cultivating......"
When my mother heard this, she immediately became anxious: "What? Cultivation? Like your friends? This is not good, Feng Xi is a girl's family, and it is not suitable for her to fight and kill, and with her grades, she will go to Peking University and Tsinghua University in the future." ”
"Judging from the current social changes, I estimate that next year's college entrance examination may have one more cultivation course. Even if you can't use it for the college entrance examination, it's good to use it for self-defense. You should have heard that the other day when the school bus was taking these students home, they were attacked by wild beasts on the road, and three or four people died. ”
"I've heard about it, but I still don't want her to cultivate, can't she study hard? ”
"Some time ago, you saw that zombie, and you also said that it was unscientific, but it is real, so how can you explain it?"
"I don't care, do you still have a talisman jade pendant? give your sister a few more pieces, otherwise I won't worry." If you can't find it, I'll give her this piece of mine. ”
"......" Wang Ping'an saw that his mother was a little cheating and unreasonable, so he immediately decided to flash people, "Okay, okay, I must find a way to find another talisman jade pendant for my sister, the talisman jade pendant on you and your father, you must not give it away." ”
Seeing Wang Ping'an fleeing in the wilderness, her mother Su Wenting sighed.
said to Wang Degui, who was sitting at the door: "Alas, our son, it has changed too much in the past six months, and I can't believe that he was born by me...... It's making money and cultivating again, and it feels like he's a different person. The stupid second fool in the past is my son. ”
"Don't talk nonsense, others used to call him stupid, you can fight with others. Now that your son has finally become smarter, you say he doesn't look like it. Anyway, I am very satisfied with my current son, not only has the ability, but also is filial...... You see, not only did you bring two jars of good wine, but you also secretly put two big red envelopes on the table. ”
"The wine is yours, and the red envelope is mine. Su Wenting said lightly, and the gift was distributed.
"......" Wang Degui was stunned for three seconds before he remembered that it would be good to have wine to drink, anyway, all the money in the family was in the hands of his wife.
After Wang Ping'an went back, he asked people to pick ten mutated fruits, packed them, and asked SF Express to pick them up and mail them out the rewarding gifts.
A promise of a thousand gold, promised to others reward, will never be less.
At night, Wang Ping'an went to wander around the village, but he did not encounter a single mutant beast, and his desire to hunt the mutant beast to make merit failed.
At this time, Wang Ping'an even misses the zombie, if he kills the zombie, will it increase the merit value of ten points and eight points?
The cultivators of the rivers and lakes who lived in the village did not dare to show their heads, and they stayed away from Wang Ping'an, for fear of provoking him and being destroyed by him.
The deaths of the four disciples of the Wudang Sect have been spread all over the rivers and lakes.
Everyone is waiting for the Wudang faction to take revenge on him, and before the Wudang faction makes a move, no one wants to take the risk of offending this iron-headed second fool.
"Can you give a little merit to help the grandmother cross the street?"
"Help the old man sweep the road, can you also give a little merit?"
It's almost time for the end of the task, and there are still two points of merit left, and Wang Ping'an's mentality is a little broken.
He now especially hoped that the people of the Wudang Sect would immediately send a few killers who were full of evil, so that they could have a chance to complete this task.
Otherwise, he felt that he was doomed to fail, and he might be punished by the system, and he couldn't save a thunderbolt.
With a depressed mood, Wang Ping'an returned to the bedroom and locked the door from the inside, for fear that Xu Qing and Gu Qingcheng would come in again and torture him.
I haven't slept well for a few days, sleepy.
Sleep is too important for a child who has just turned eighteen.
Sure enough, not long after he Wang Ping'an locked it, someone pushed the door, knocked on the door without pushing it open, Wang Ping fell asleep, and the sound of knocking on the door disappeared.
"I'll just say, today Sunday, you should let Erbao rest, you have to knock on the door, it's embarrassing, right?"
"What's wrong with Sunday, you should relax more on Sunday......"
The voices of the two gradually disappeared, and Wang Ping'an slept peacefully.
Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, also called the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Wang Pingan gave Snake Wa, Laiwang, and the War Committee three people, each with a big red envelope.
100,000 per person, let them go home for a good year.
And the copper lock usually has a very high income, and the red envelope is given 10,000 yuan, which means that it will be fine.
Several employees who got the red envelopes were very happy, and they couldn't care about cultivation anymore, so they took the money home and let their families be happy.
This time they confirmed that the boss Wang Ping'an was still very generous.
With this money, the family will be able to help themselves build a house next year, and they are ready to talk about their daughter-in-law.
gave them such a big red envelope, but did not receive any merit, which made Wang Ping'an very disappointed.
He was unwilling, so he went to help his father paste the Spring Festival couplets, and even finished pasting the Spring Festival couplets in his villa, and he moved himself, but he still didn't gain any merit.
This made him a little absent-minded when he had lunch.
After lunch, Xu Qing, Gu Tingcheng, and Wang Fengxi helped their mother Su Wenting make dumplings, while Wang Ping'an followed his father to the grave.
The cemetery is on the hillside to the west of the village, and there are hundreds of graves of all sizes on that hillside, which is the public cemetery of the whole village.
After Wang Tiantian's grandparents died, they were also buried here.
When Wang Ping'an and his father passed by their old grave, they saw some crooked words on the tombstone, as if they had been drawn with their fingers.
"If you don't hold this hatred, you don't want to be a person, two fools, you wait, my Wang Jiayu won't let you go!"
Wang Ping'an was stunned, even if the word is ugly, there are actually two typos, but what puzzles him even more is that what kind of enmity he has with Wang Jiayu that makes him hate himself so much?
And carved such a bunch of ugly words on this tombstone?