Chapter 492 Yuan Jingui's Real Trick, the Wang Family Joins the Game

When the head of the Wang family heard that the old man was going to catch Yuan Jingui personally, he quickly said: "Father, how can I trouble you to take action on this kind of thing? Can't I just ask a few brothers from the clan to take care of it?"

Mrs. Wang waved her hand: "No, I have to go in person this time!"

"Father?" The head of the Wang family was puzzled.

"I owe that little Heavenly Master a favor. If I don't do something, I will feel uneasy!" said Mrs. Wang.

"This..." The head of the Wang family looked at Old Mrs. Wang in surprise.

Seeing the expression on the head of the Wang family, Mrs. Wang said:

"Whether it's a debt of money or a debt of love, once you owe someone else, it's like a stone weighing on your heart. Once you pay back what you owe others, the stone will be moved away."

"In order to train our eldest child, your boy asked him to follow that bastard from the Lu family to Longhu Mountain after a disagreement. As elders, we all know the strength of our eldest child."

"But the little Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain not only didn't dislike him, but also took our eldest child to travel around the country, eliminating evil spirits and old people at home, and destroying Japanese pirates outside. He worked his muscles and bones and strengthened his mind."

"He also gained a lot of merit in the Dragon Vein Land, and with the blessing of good luck, he also got Ma family's methods in addition to our own painting methods, which greatly improved his self-protection ability!"

"It's like this. It's not an exaggeration to say that he has been reborn. Tell me, is this a huge favor? Although he didn't ask us for it, we have to remember it."

In fact, he had promised Zhang Zhiwei about this matter on the train to Liaodong, but the speaker meant it and the listener did not. Zhang Zhiwei himself did not take it to heart, but the old man of the Wang family did.

After listening to his father's words, the head of the Wang family nodded and said:

"What my father said is absolutely true. We owe him a favor, but our Wang family is not doing nothing. We are also repaying it. We, the Wang family, are fully cooperating in handling Liaodong's funeral affairs."

"His Tiantong Church, our Wang family has also invested a lot of money in this matter. In this matter, our Wang family is also helping us with our people and efforts. So, father, you can be more open-minded. It is not necessary to do this. Give it to yourself." It only adds to the pressure!”

From the perspective of the Wang family leader, he may really owe Zhang Zhiwei a favor, but not much.

Mrs. Wang looked at the head of the Wang family and said in a deep voice: "Xiaobao, what you said seems to make sense, but some accounts cannot be calculated like this. What you said is what you think, but you didn't think from the other person's perspective. ”

"Actually, what we do is only for ourselves, or in other words, the biggest beneficiary of these things is us, and he is just taken care of by the way."

"Even in the current matter, the rumors spread by the omnipotent demon named Yuan Jingui contain some affairs in Liaodong, which also implicates us. Even if it has nothing to do with the Little Heavenly Master, we will deal with him."

"He did it unintentionally, but you did it intentionally. It will never be easy to reconcile this account. Therefore, we owe him a big favor."

"Xiaobao, when you get to my age, you will know that once favors are overdrawn, your weight in other people's hearts will be reduced, and over time, you will lose value."

"But favor is the hardest thing to repay. No matter how much money you have, it's difficult. If you can't pay it back, you have to carry the burden and move forward. That's why I say I owe you a favor in this life."

"You all turn a blind eye to such a huge favor. How can I, an old man, not sleep well?"

"Yuan Jingui is the mastermind of this incident. If we take him down, most of the incident will be settled. So, to be sure, I am going to take action myself."

The old man's words made the head of the Wang family silent. After a moment, he nodded heavily:

"Father, I understand. This time I go to Longhu Mountain, I will do my best to help the little Celestial Master solve his problems!"

Originally, this time he just wanted to stand in line and show support for Longhushan and Zhang Zhiwei, and didn't want to interfere too much in other matters.

But after some advice from the old man, he had a new plan. He not only wanted to stand in line, but also made great efforts.

This is not only a return of favors, but also a kind of investment. If used properly, it can even make the Little Heavenly Master owe him a favor.

Seemingly seeing the utilitarianism of the head of the Wang family, Mrs. Wang sighed and continued:

"Xiaobao, maybe the world has changed, maybe there are too many interests involved, and people are prone to impatience."

"Those in the lineage of Yan Shenggong have long since lost the idea of ​​establishing a heart for the world, establishing a destiny for the people, inheriting the unique knowledge of the past saints, and creating peace for all generations. They only want power and money."

"I know you are very close to them. For the sake of the prosperity of the family, I shouldn't say anything more, but after we are calligraphy saints, we should also have our own pursuits, and we can't have everything linked to interests."

The head of the Wang family was stunned for a while and nodded: "Father, I understand!"

"However, regarding this matter, you don't have to worry about my safety. I have been in the world for eighty years. I have fought against ghosts from eight countries, experienced the Hongyang Rebellion, and participated in boxing incidents. I have experienced countless dangerous situations. What are you afraid of?" Mrs. Wang said with a smile.

The head of the Wang family nodded: "What my father said is absolutely true. Although Wu Man, an inexplicable layman with a complete nature, has become a monk three times and returned to secular life three times, there are not many rumors about his methods in the world. I want my father to take action. I'll definitely catch him!"

Mrs. Wang nodded and said: "Next, you can go to Longhu Mountain, and leave the rest to me!"

"Yes, father!"

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There is an area of ​​wooden houses in the city of Mindu. It is said that the timber merchants in the upper reaches of the Minjiang River moved the rafts down the river and stored them at the mouth of the Minjiang River for convenience.

Some poor workers and small businessmen bought cheap wood and nailed it into wooden houses to make a living. This has been passed down from generation to generation, forming a "slum"-style wooden house area in Fujian.

The houses in the wooden house area are generally not high, with the highest being only two to three stories. They are very old and dilapidated, with basically no electricity. The interiors are messy, with poor drainage and sewage, and are full of garbage, just like cages.

The people living here are all the lowest-class residents of Fujian, including porters who leave early and return late, rickshaw drivers, and some odd jobs...

Yuan Jingui pressed the broken straw hat on his head and looked around. This kind of environment was indeed an unprecedented experience for him, who had always been pampered.

Although his name is Chang Ming Yegan, spreading rumors and stirring up trouble is just a hobby, and the weapon refiner is his true job.

Weapon refiners are a very special group, somewhere between nature and nurture. Only very few people have this talent, and the best among them are even rarer.

Yuan Jingui is not a person with extraordinary talents. There are not many magic weapons that can be refined. The only one who has reached a higher level is Jiulongzi. But even so, he still makes a lot of money and has a lot of wealth. In this era when everyone has talent, he can even afford a car.

He has no worries about food and clothing, so he naturally pays attention to spiritual pursuits, but what he pursues is nothing more than talking. His philosophy has always been that a soft tongue can break people's bones and muscles.

This time he provoked the little heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei and his own head. It was very exciting, but also very dangerous. He made preparations immediately. He sent his wife and children away first, and then he came to meet a omnipotent Seniors, seek refuge.

As a man who is good at talking, he naturally understands the ways of the world. After understanding the preferences of the senior, he spent a high price and a good protective magic weapon to exchange for a volume from a warlord. The authentic Buddhist scriptures in Sanskrit, and the Buddhist scriptures handed down now, are all copies. They have gone through a lot of translations and annotations, and many of them have lost their original meaning. The value of an authentic Buddhist scripture can be imagined.

He found the senior with Buddhist scriptures and got his protection. The senior told him that as long as he stayed in this wooden house area, he could keep him safe.

In fact, this place is indeed very hidden. Wearing shabby clothes, a straw hat, and a magic weapon to hide the Qi breath, walking around this wooden house area every day, who would know that he is the omnipotent Changming Yegan?

"Some people work hard, but they can't make any waves. Some people can turn the world upside down with a single thought. I can cause chaos in the world with just a few words. Hehe, hehe, he is much smarter than that idiot Bai Owl Liang Ting!"

Yuan Jingui looked complacent, and then he frowned: "However, although the matter was big, it was not big enough, and it almost led to a complete ignition of the incident."

"Speaking of which, with those decent tracking abilities, they should have discovered those two idiots Shuang Zhi, and they should have found this place by now. Who knows who is coming from the Tianshi Mansion?"

"However, no matter which high-level master you are, it will be useless to come here, unless the contemporary Celestial Master comes, but that is impossible. The Celestial Master has a thousand-year inheritance. If you don't build a dangerous wall, you won't be able to go down the mountain easily."

"It's best if the little Heavenly Master comes by himself. In this case... No, this is not good. If the little Heavenly Master comes, wouldn't this matter be over? Then this is not the result I want."

Yuan Jingui was thinking secretly in his mind. In a small wooden house not far from him, there was a faint sound of a group of children reading aloud:

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and survived all the hardships. Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and consciousness."

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Outside the cabin area.

"Tap tap tap..."

An old man with silver hair, tall, thin and tall, wearing a traditional cloak and a pair of folded sleeves, led three people, walked heavily through the turbid and smelly sewage pit, and walked straight into it.

It is now the depth of winter, and the breath exhaled from the nostrils will turn into two clear pillars of air.

"Do you feel it?" the old man of the Wang family asked softly. After getting the news from Yuan Jingui, he set off, but he was not alone.

Because this matter was jointly intercepted by the Wang family and the Lu family, someone from the Lu family was also involved. As old Jianghus, they knew the other party’s personality well and could not be too particular about it. Their behavior this time was tantamount to going deep into the tiger’s den, so they each brought Got a group of good players.

But in order to avoid alerting others, most people lurked around the wooden house area. Only four people came in alone, two from a family, and they were all seniors. Of course, the oldest one was Old Mrs. Wang. As for Old Mrs. Lu, there was no difference between life and death. Ming, has been dead for some years.

"Brother Wang, there is something strange here!" said an old man from the Lu family.

He is the uncle of the Lu family, and is considered the absolute elder in the Lu family. He should have been living his old age in the village, but when he heard that Mrs. Wang was alarmed, he immediately followed him. After all, the Wang family and the Lu family have been friends for generations, and the two of them have been together since childhood. It is also a life-long friendship.

Mr. Wang said: "It's really strange. The structure and Qi pulse flow here have been touched by others, and they should have some special effects. I think we asked the warlock to deduce the whereabouts of the omnipotent demon, but they can't figure it out. It may be one of the effects." one."

The old man from the Lu family said: "This is Feng Shui. Although I don't know much about Feng Shui, I also know that the effect, scope and direction of Feng Shui Qi Bureau are fixed. For people, this influence There are two outcomes, good and bad. Brother Wang, do you think this impact is good or bad? "

Mr. Wang pondered for a moment and said: "The feng shui here is very weak for us, and it can't be said to be good or bad, but it has an impact on ordinary people. I just don't know what it affects?"

As he spoke, Mrs. Wang looked around, and soon found that the people in this wooden house area, no matter men, women, old or young, no matter what they were wearing or what kind of industry they were doing, were all smiling, and strong joy emanated from their hearts.

But this kind of joy makes people feel cold in their hearts.

A slum like the wooden house area should be a marginalized area of ​​society. Dark forces are rampant, everyone looks sad, and the atmosphere is chaotic. How could it be like this?

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. The old man of the Wang family looked back at the road he came from. It was a crossroad, surrounded by old buildings. The moist sun cast less warm sunlight.

This place is adjacent to the Minjiang River. The cold and damp river fog spreads over the river, making the place lightly covered with a layer of gauze. It inexplicably gives people the feeling that when you step on that crossroad, you have entered some kind of inhuman realm. illusion.

"The demon must have something to say for hiding here. I knew this trip would not be a peaceful one, but at my age, I am not afraid of doing this!" said Mr. Wang.

"Indeed, how can a small place turn the world upside down?" The old man of the Lu family smiled and said: "In order to prevent those Quanxing demons from ambushing us, we have brought a lot of good people. This is Quanxing's home base, and we can give him everything. Poke a hole."

The old man of the Wang family waved his hand: "There is no need to be so exaggerated. I had people investigate when I came here. There are only a few full-sex monsters here. Except for the one named Wu Man, the others are not worth mentioning."

"As for Wu Man, I just don't know his depth, so I brought a few more people. First, they were placed around to prevent Changming Yegan from escaping. Second, just in case. Even if I missed him, I could still summon him. Everyone, take it together!”

"Brother Wang is as cautious as ever in his work!" the old man from the Lu family said with a smile.

"You can't be careful," Mrs. Wang continued to walk forward, saying as he walked: "In this world, there are many ruthless people, and if your methods are not enough, you can only make up for it in other ways."