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"You are from the Yong family." The old farmer looked at Yong Bowen suspiciously, "You child, how can you curse your own family members to death? It really doesn't matter! What relationship do you have with Mr. Yong? Are you his distant relatives? Have they moved? It's been so many years, it's time to move, the Feng Shui of this place is not very good. "

Yong Bowen glanced at Mian Mian, saw that the old black cat nodded affirmatively, and said, "Mr. Yong is my grandfather. My father's name is Yong Rong, also called Yong Huarong." Since there is a conflict between Chinese characters and natural times in the name, Yong Hansheng made the decision to remove the Chinese characters in the middle, leaving only two characters. The Chinese characters will be added again after a hundred years in the future.

"You are the son of little brother Rong?" The old farmer looked at Yong Bowen, "That's even more wrong. You can't curse family members even if you are joking. Do you understand this taboo? How unlucky!"

Hearing what the old farmer said, Yong Bowen was a little suspicious.The mage doesn't believe that speaking casually will cause taboos, and an expert would never speak in such a tone.If this old farmer was really an old man of the Taiping Road, even if he lived in seclusion in the countryside for many years, he would not speak the words of a layman.He couldn't help but glanced at Mian Mian again, hating that the old black cat was smart and slippery but couldn't speak, otherwise he could have asked the old farmer who he was.

But now that we've come to this point, Yong Bowen can't help but answer, and said: "Master, what I just said is indeed true, now I am the only one left in the Yong family, and everyone else has passed away!"

This time the old farmer was really stunned, and murmured in a daze: "How is this possible? Mr. Yong is a living fairy-like figure. Why did he disappear? When I left, he still smiled and said that he would give it to him when I came back." Bring local bacon, and have a few drinks with me, why is it gone? The Yong family is such a big family, how can it be gone if you don’t have it?"

Yong Bowen saw that the old farmer was so distraught that he was about to stand unsteadily, so he quickly let him into the house.

Although no one has taken care of the furniture in this old house for many years, they were all made of high-quality materials back then, and they were not broken.

Yong Bowen found a rag in the car and wiped the ashes, told the old man to sit down and calm down, and then gave him a bottle of mineral water from the car. Seeing that he was slowly recovering from the shock, he asked, "Master , what's your name?"

"My name is Wang Laoshuan. At the beginning, Mr. Yong called me Shuanzi, and said my name was too rustic. He wanted to change my name. Unfortunately, I left before changing it." The old farmer sipped mineral water, "At the beginning, I was reluctant to leave, but my father insisted on moving back to Guanli because he remembered the fallen leaves returning to his roots and the old house in his hometown. Sigh, tell me, why did Mr. Yong, such a good person, disappear? You just said What kind of massacre?"

Yong Bowen nodded and told the story of the bloody case.Yong Hansheng never told him about this matter in detail. What he knew was obtained from the Ai family and his wife, which basically belonged to hearsay, and many details could not be shared.

After hearing this, Wang Laoshuan asked: "You are really lucky. It is not easy to escape this catastrophe."

Yong Bowen said: "At that time, my grandfather and Grandpa Songyan took me to an old friend's house, so I escaped this difficulty. Later, Grandpa Songyan and Grandpa passed away one after another, and I was sent to other people's foster care." As for Later, in order to retaliate, Yong Hansheng made a big fuss at the headquarters of the International Masters Committee in New York and broke into the headquarters of the major league. Because he was not sure about the identity of the old farmer, he naturally skipped it.

After hearing this, Wang Laoshuan sighed, patted his thigh and said, "Oh, Mr. Yong has been doing good deeds all his life. He is a famous living god in ten miles and eight villages. Even the high officials in the province come to him to see a doctor. How can he be so old? He ended up with a ruined family, God is really a blind man!" Although his expression was a little sad, it was probably just the kind of sympathy shown by an outsider who didn't do his own business, which made Yong Bowen feel that the old man was not good enough. It would be Taiping Dao's disciples back then, otherwise it would be impossible for him to act so plainly when he heard that the head of the family destroyed the family, so he stopped talking, stopped going into details, and started talking about the old days in the new rural village. some things.Most old people like to recall the past, and this Wang Laoshuan is no exception. When he talked about those things in the village when he was young, he immediately started talking endlessly.Yong Bowen had also heard Yong Hansheng talk about some interesting things in the village before, and what he told Wang Laoshuan at this time can confirm a thing or two.

After chatting for more than 20 minutes, Wang Laoshuan got up to leave.Yong Bowen had long been a little impatient to hear that, seeing that Wang Laoshuan was finally going to leave, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and pretending to hold back a few words, he sent Wang Laoshuan to leave.

Wang Laoshuan went out to bid farewell to Yong Bowen, saying that he would go to the village to meet other old friends, so he walked slowly towards the village with staggering steps, seeing that his body was not very healthy, he didn't know that this old man How can my sons and daughters rest assured that he has traveled so far alone at such an age.

Yong Bowen watched Wang Laoshuan go away, turned his head and asked Mian Mian, "Who is he?"

Mian Mian looked at Yong Bowen very seriously and yelled "Meow Meow" twice, jumped to the ground, jumped and somersaulted, and a rare person stood up, raised his two front paws and gesticulated randomly, full of work After more than two minutes, he stopped and looked at Yong Bowen hopefully.

Master Yong stroked his chin and pondered for a long time, then said seriously: "I don't understand what you mean!"

Poor cotton fell to the ground with a plop.

"Okay, okay, I know you've worked hard, but if I don't understand it, I just can't understand it." Yong Bowen picked up Mianmian comfortingly, "You said you are stupid enough, after so many years with my grandpa, he Meditate and practice every day, even if you don't teach you, you can still learn a trick or two. If you practice hard, it should be no problem to evolve into a demon. Who has this opportunity and doesn't quickly become a demon, uttering words and changing human form? It's good for you, you put such a good convenience in vain, but you can't even say a word until now, what a stupid cat."

Cotton simply covered his ears, closed his eyes, and lay down in Yong Bowen's arms like a dead cat, without moving, letting him nagging, just turning a deaf ear.

Yong Bowen had nothing to do with the old cat, so he packed up his things, drove out of the hospital, closed the door again, and drove away. He had a lot to do.

As soon as Yong Bowen drove away, a person slowly appeared in front of the gate like a ghost, it was Wang Laoshuan.

He still had the same old look, but he swept away the air of the ordinary old farmer just now, stood there, Yuan stopped and stood up, his cloudy old eyes shone brightly, he had turned into a master, and he didn't have the slightest senility.He stretched out in the air and grabbed the tail of the strong wind that the car brought when it left, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, then turned around without bending over to make a gesture, jumped up on the flat ground, and rolled over easily The nearly two-meter-high courtyard wall moves lightly and smoothly, how can it be a bit old-fashioned?