Incense to the ancestors, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 35 Revenge
at this time.

"squeak"

Three meters away from Wang Xiaobao, a chrysalis ran over.

It looks like a small wild dog with a sharp mouth, but with thick and slippery hair, short and thick limbs, black eyes are particularly alert, and it moves swiftly like a rabbit running in the watermelon field.

This was the first time Wang Xiaobao saw Xun, and he was very curious.

He picked up the steel fork, concentrating on it, and at a certain moment, with a flick of his wrist, the steel fork pierced out quickly.

did not expect.

This is a reversal, and it actually drilled towards Wang Xiaobao's crotch, vigilant and smart, knowing that the most dangerous place is the safest place.

But Wang Xiaobao was faster, swinging the steel fork, stabbing out like lightning.

"squeak--!"

With a scream, Yun was pierced by the steel fork.

All around, other Yun heard the sound and fled quickly.

Wang Xiaobao was anxious, and took out a handful of small stones from his pocket.

This is the thumb-sized stone that Xiaotao gave him when he was playing with the slingshot.

Without even thinking about it, Wang Xiaobao threw it out, and the stones hit different directions like hidden weapons.

"shhhhhh"

There were bursts of sharp piercing sounds.

He didn't even notice that the stones he threw casually carried a trace of inner energy of Jiuyin Zhenqi, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

all of a sudden.

There were screams in the watermelon field.

Yun was all hit, and died completely after rolling twice on the ground.

in the wooden house.

Xiaotao was awakened by Yin's cry, and rubbed his eyes to see this scene, feeling both surprised and happy.

"Brother Xiaobao, did you hit Yun?"

"Hit!"

Wang Xiaobao replied with a smile, beckoning to him.

Xiaotao rushed over and saw the killed Yun in the watermelon field. He clapped his hands and shouted excitedly, and picked up the corpses of Yun one by one without being afraid.

Wang Xiaobao looked at the scorpion that was stabbed to death by his steel fork, and his mind roared.

It was as if there was a lightning strike, and it was also like a thunderstorm.

A huge flow of information is coming
"Earth. China Lu Xun, Four Great Masterpieces. Tang Poetry, Song Ci, Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting"

This is Lu Xun's memory inheritance.

Similar to empowerment.

Lu Xun's literary talents and other literary knowledge of the earth he knew were all given to Wang Xiaobao.

Similar information transmission.

Wang Xiaobao was dizzy for a while, but fortunately he was protected by Jiuyin Zhenqi, so he didn't faint.

After a while.

He just got used to it, and many strange memories already appeared in his mind, and a kind of love for literature arose leisurely in his heart.

At the same time, there is a strong sense of patriotism.

This is Lu Xun's patriotic heart!
It was also transmitted to Wang Xiaobao.

Wang Xiaobao said to himself: "Study for the rise of the country!"

On Yanxing at this time, all countries coexist, technology is advanced, and it is similar to the earth.

The country of Yan where Wang Xiaobao lives is in the development stage, and there is a certain gap between science and technology, medicine, economy, etc. and foreign developed countries.

now.

Inheriting Lu Xun's literary memory and patriotism, Wang Xiaobao's mood suddenly improved a lot.

In the past, he only studied for himself, thinking about getting into a good university and earning money to support his family, but now, he has a kind of pride and righteousness to strengthen our country and our nation.

"The great hero is for the country and the people!"

Wang Xiaobao's eyes shone brightly.

His realm of life has quietly reached a new height.

The sky is getting brighter.

Wang Xiaobao and Xiaotao pushed the shelf cart and took the eight chickens home.

On the road, I met villagers who got up early to do farm work, and they all surrounded them curiously, and they were amazed that it was definitely a real skill to hit so many cockroaches at once.

"Little Treasure is amazing!"

Aunt Zhang ran over when she heard the sound, and was surprised and happy when she saw the meat in the car, and invited the villagers to come to his house to eat meat at noon.

With so many chrysanthemums, it's enough to feed the whole village.

A lunch, eating out the taste of the festival.

A few girls from the village also came and peeked at Wang Xiaobao. When Wang Xiaobo looked at them, they blushed and turned their heads away.

After dinner, Wang Xiaobao will go back.

After Aunt Zhang stewed the chicken that Wang Xiaobao stabbed to death with a steel fork, she asked Wang Xiaobao to take it home to give his parents a taste of it.

When Wang Xiaobao packed his things, he saw that the walls were covered with awards.

There are class No. 1 certificates, grade No. 1 certificates, and provincial competition awards. There are even several special trophies placed on the cabinet next to them, which are impressively national competition awards.

The winner of the certificate is named "Zhang Xiaofang".

She is Aunt Zhang's daughter.

"It turns out that Xiaofang's study is really so good!"

Wang Xiaobao was surprised.

Xiaofang was in the third year of high school in the county. She often played with Wang Xiaobao when she was a child, but since Wang Xiaobao moved to Luohe City with her parents, she seldom contacted her.

Many times, he heard his father Wang Dabao talk about how outstanding the children of other people are, especially Xiaofang from the village, who is a well-known school bully in the county.

Wang Xiaobao didn't think so at first.

Seeing so many awards at this moment, he was shocked and stunned.

She tore off one of the legs that Aunt Zhang had given her, and put it on the table.

"Let's leave this leg to Xiaofang. She is also in her third year of high school this year and needs to replenish her body."

Wang Xiaobao said.

When Aunt Zhang saw this, an inexplicable smile flashed in her eyes.

Suddenly asked: "Xiaobao, tell your aunt honestly, your mother asked you to come back this time, right?! Did she mention anything else?"

Wang Xiaobao was taken aback, shook his head and said: "I came back by myself."

Aunt Zhang smiled, obviously not believing it.

As soon as Wang Xiaobao walked out of the village, he found a few girls in the village standing on tiptoe by the side of the road looking at something.

Seeing Wang Xiaobao, they all ran over with lowered heads and blushing faces. Without saying a word, they stuffed something into Wang Xiaobao's hand.

Scarves, gloves, and some girls' toys.

"Xiaobao, scoundrel, don't forget about us!"

When they ran away, they suddenly turned around and blushed and shouted.

Wang Xiaobao was holding a bunch of things.

These things are all handmade by those girls, and there is a hint of girly fragrance on them.

His heart was moved and warm, and he shouted: "Thank you, sisters, come to Luohe City to play when you have time."

After all, he waved, got in the car and left.

Aunt Zhang, Xiao Tao, and other villagers all waved goodbye.

Back in the house, Aunt Zhang saw the legs on the table and made a call.
"Xiaobao's mother. Ai, yes, I'm Xiaofang's mother. Xiaobao came back to help me get pregnant. The child is so obedient, handsome, and very polite. By the way, the baby mother that our two families decided back then Still counting."

wasteland.

Jagged castle.

At this time, the sky was bright, but the void was gray, and the bloody sun was in the sky. From a long distance, you could see the smoke billowing in the iron-blooded castle, and the flames blazed into the sky.

The war is over, but there are still gunshots and sword fights in the alley from time to time.

Many buildings on the street were shelled and many people died.

A large part of the city wall collapsed, and there were broken limbs everywhere, as well as the corpses of war horses torn apart by shells, dripping with blood.

Especially outside the wall of the Small Pagoda Square.

Corpses piled up like mountains, blood flowed like rivers, and swords, bows and crossbows were everywhere.

There are also three battle flags, which are also discarded in the pool of blood. They are the battle flags of "Ouyang family", "Li family" and "Tian family".

The three major families colluded with the remnants of the Tie family in the Iron-Blooded Castle, cooperating inside and outside, and took advantage of the rainy night to make a surprise attack, but they all died here.

"I survived!"

Holding a hot machine gun, Wang Xuanbao got out of the watchtower, looking at the smoky castle and countless corpses, as well as the corpses of many clansmen and ancestors of the Wang family.

He burst into tears.

"If it weren't for the support of this batch of weapons from Xiaobao's obedient grandson, our old Wang family would definitely be wiped out this time!"

"Our Wang family has always paid attention to convincing people with virtue and coexisting peacefully, but the enemy doesn't pay attention to martial arts, and actually united with the three forces and colluded with the remnants of the Tie family to attack us!"

Wang Xuanbao said loudly.

His robe was stained with blood, and he looked at the other ancestors with grief and indignation, and said, "My family, tell me, what should we do?!"

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

Wang Tianbao and the other ancestors of the Wang family waved their fists and shouted in unison with crazy expressions.

"Okay, then do it, kill them!"

Wang Xuanbao replied loudly, "Those who are alive, start with me, in this battle, you will be benevolent if you fail!"

Wang Dibao and a group of people were left to guard the castle and clean up the mess.

Everyone else was gathered together.

An army of thousands of people quickly took shape. This is the last strength of the Iron-Blooded Castle. Everyone carried rocket launchers, mortars, and machine guns, and left the city mightily.

For the first time, he took the initiative to walk out of the gate of the castle and set foot on the desolate and dead wasteland.

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Wang Zhenbao was driving a tank, and the wheels crushed corpses all over the ground, rumbling forward, with Wang Chongbao and several other ancestors as his assistants.

They were silent, but all of them had fighting spirit in their eyes and a fire in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)