Text Text_Chapter 8 Worship
After seeing the strength of Yang An's iceberg, Wen Xing's attitude immediately changed greatly, and she apologized with horror on her amorous face.
It was impossible for Yang An to be angry about this little thing, so he just smiled and said, "If you can touch it for me, it will definitely not be strange." ”
When he said this, Yang An's eyes stopped on Wen Xing's upturned buttocks again, and he subconsciously rubbed his hands.
Wen Xing fell, her originally frightened face immediately turned red, and her eyes looked at Yang An very hesitantly.
Can this not be hesitated, if Yang An insists on touching it to be unpleasant, then ...... She really doesn't seem to have much to do.
"Ahem, just kidding, kidding."
Seeing that Wen Xing was serious, Yang An was embarrassed, he was not so obscene that he looked like this, even if he really wanted to touch it, then he would touch it with his own ability!
Wen Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked, "Then Mr. Blood Demon, I don't know if you are free now, can you go back to the Thirteenth District with us?" ”
Yang An shook his head without thinking about it and said, "I'm not free now; And tell me to your boss, just say that I will only return to China now, and I should rest for a while, and don't bother me in a short time. ”
If Yang An said this just now, Wen Xing and Wang Lin would be furious, but now the two of them didn't dare to say a word.
Because, the two understand that Yang An does have the strength to speak this arrogant word.
"Okay, I've wasted so much time with you, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."
As soon as the words fell, Wen Xing saw Yang An's figure in front of him move suddenly, swept past him at a very fast speed, and rushed out of the alley.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Yang An disappeared.
But Wen Xing in the alley covered her buttocks with a blushing face at the moment, and she didn't know what she was thinking when her eyes flickered.
Wang Lin next to him hadn't gotten up from the ground yet, so naturally he didn't know what was going on, if he saw it, even if he knew that he was not Yang An's opponent, he would probably be furious.
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Here, after Yang An walked out of the alley, his face was full of aftertaste, and he smiled: "Sure enough, it feels a lot better than I imagined." ”
At the moment when he walked out of the alley just now, when he passed by Wen Xing's side, Yang An touched it with his hand, tsk, that feeling naturally needless to say.
As for obscenity?
No kidding, okay! Just now, he touched it by himself, and it was definitely not obscene, okay!
"If necessary, these thirteen districts should also be able to help a lot."
After reminiscing, Yang An remembered the business while walking towards his destination; The so-called Thirteenth District, in fact, is very easy to understand, it is a department in Huaxia that specializes in dealing with people like Yang An.
It's a bit similar to the legendary dragon group or something.,But it's not as exaggerated as the dragon group.,The people you deal with are just masters who are stronger than ordinary people.,There's no supernatural or anything.。
At least, Yang An has been abroad for so many years, and he really hasn't met any strangers or anything.
And because of the special department, the thirteenth district has many privileges, and these privileges, Yang An thought about it, it is indeed possible to help himself.
But unless it is absolutely necessary, Yang An will never ask the thirteenth district for help; After all, the official department, he really doesn't want to deal with it more.
Thinking of this, it didn't take long for Yang An to walk out of this somewhat dilapidated area, and when he arrived in front of a mountain that was not too big or small, he found a path and walked up.
Yang An was very fast, and after walking about a cup of tea, he was halfway up the mountainside, and there were some people here, each carrying some incense paper money in his hand.
There is a cemetery on this mountainside.
The cemetery, the environment is naturally not very good, and the cemetery where the descendants worship is better, but the cemetery that no one worships all year round is overgrown with weeds, so it is not desolate.
It is said that it is safe to enter the earth, but if you can't even get a clean place to rest after death, it's a little sad to think about.
Yang An bought some incense paper money on the side of the road, and walked to a secluded part of the cemetery with his things, where there were two tombstones standing side by side.
There is no inscription on the tombstone, just two yellowed photos, a man and a woman, all of whom look very young.
The tomb is overgrown with weeds, and I am afraid it has not been cleaned for more than ten years.
Looking at the two photos on the tombstone, Yang An looked a little dazed, as if sad but a little strange.
yes, strange.
In those ten years, the faces that can only exist in the memory are always a little different when I see them now, after all, the faces on the photos will not change, but the memories are always vaguely changed.
"Hey, lad, are you their descendant?"
When Yang An was in the middle of the gods, he was carrying an empty bag next to him, and the old aunt who seemed to have just finished worshipping asked with curiosity on her face.
"yes." Yang An nodded and said.
When the old aunt heard this, her expression suddenly became surprised, and after looking Yang An up and down, she asked, "Then why did you come to worship now?" The old man of our family has been gone for seven or eight years, and he happens to be buried next to him, and I often come to see him and talk to him, but after so many years, I have never seen you come to worship. ”
After a pause, the old aunt paused and said, "I thought they had no descendants...... You look at the grass next to the grave, and it has grown to our old man several times. ”
Yang An listened, and looked at the side again, which was the tombstone of this old aunt and wife, but it was very clean.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Anyan said, "In the future, there will be no more weeds here." ”
"Young man, it's not that my aunt said you, this ancestor still has to come to worship often, no matter how busy you are, you have to come at least once a year."
Yang An nodded with a smile and said, "Don't worry, auntie, I will come to see them often in the future." ”
The old lady nodded contentedly, and then turned around and left.
Then, Yang An put down the incense paper money in his hand and began to clean up the weeds around the tomb.
"When you sent me abroad, although I don't know why, you did protect me; You told me not to come back for the rest of my life, and not to investigate why you were killed......"
As he spoke, Yang An's movements paused slightly, and he said again: "But, how is this possible?" This is the revenge of killing my parents, if I don't kill the enemy, how can I live? ”
That's right, the people on these two tombstones are Yang An's parents, who died when he was less than ten years old.
As he spoke, Yang An suddenly took off a round jade pendant from his neck, this jade pendant was crystal flawless, and he knew that it was a good jade when he saw it, revealing an amazing aura.
"For so many years, I have asked many people, but no one knows what secret this jade hides, so that it can kill you and make me an orphan."