who?
Wang Bing?
Isn't this Bingye's name?
In order to further confirm the identity of the middle-aged man, I walked directly into the guest room without covering up.
The two of them noticed someone coming in and looked up at me.
And I also looked at the middle-aged man, and I could see his true face clearly.
Wang Dashan, Mr. Bing’s son, I call him uncle.
But because of what happened to my family back then, Bingye’s family had a falling out with our family. My uncle also hated me very much. All my relatives always thought that the arrival of my corpse-born son would bring bad luck to the entire family. In fact, they were just looking for excuses to exclude our family. That’s all.
"Let me introduce, this is..."
Taoist Longyuan was about to introduce me to his uncle, but I stopped him.
"This is my uncle, I know him." I stopped Taoist Long Yuan from introducing him and told me about the relationship between us.
The uncle smiled awkwardly, it was impossible for him not to recognize me.
"Ah? Since we know each other, it's easy to talk!" Taoist Longyuan seemed not to know about the past conflicts between our two families, and mistakenly thought that relatives could talk to each other well.
That's not what I meant.
When my grandfather went to the funeral, Master Bing told me that he was the only one who gave face to his second uncle, and his elders went to their homes one by one to invite the rest.
Therefore, if it weren't for Mr. Bing, those relatives might not be present at the funeral for Mr. Bing.
"Let's not go off topic!" The uncle deliberately avoided my appearance. He turned around and said to Taoist Longyuan with a pleading look on his face: "Taoist Master, can you let me see Master Lu Qing? It's really urgent!"
"Master Lu Qing is my senior brother. He passed away two years ago. Now I am in charge of Xuanyuan Taoist Temple. Although you have brought my senior brother's token, I cannot leave the Taoist temple for the time being. If you need any help, I will ask a few disciples to How about going with you?" Taoist Longyuan put forward his own suggestion, but it was not adopted by the uncle.
The uncle expressed disbelief in Lu Qingzhen's death.
Even the uncle knew that Master Lu Qing was called the Celestial Master. Since the Celestial Master passed away, why was it not announced to the world?
Seeing that their tone of voice was getting worse and worse, the uncle was even a little unreasonable and wanted Lu Qing to live or die.
"How many times have I told you that I cannot leave the Taoist temple during this period!"
Taoist Longyuan finally couldn't help it and slapped the table angrily.
"Come here, see the guests off!"
Two young Taoist priests came upon hearing the sound and forcibly took the uncle away from the study.
The uncle refused to give up and even used foul language.
"I was there when Master Bing died. Uncle, why didn't you look for me?" I joked.
"Bah! Bastard! I would not hire a charlatan like you!" The uncle's resentment towards me has not dissipated, and it seems that this method can anger me.
I just smiled contemptuously and didn't take it seriously.
As the uncle's voice gradually faded away, Taoist Longyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are all your relatives like this?" Taoist Master Longyuan asked me.
"I have no relatives," I replied.
That I was a corpse-born child had long been known in the Taoist circles. Who didn't know that my relatives and friends were quarreling over this matter?
I respectfully call him uncle, but I still have a little bit of human conscience.
If you don't give him face, I won't even look at him.
"Hey, this kind of person is the most troublesome. I guess he will come again tomorrow." Taoist Longyuan sighed helplessly.
"No! He will definitely come to me." I smiled confidently.
Taoist Longyuan looked at me with a puzzled expression, and I didn't explain much.
Originally, today we were looking for Master Lu Qing, but since Master Lu Qing has passed away, there is no need to continue the investigation.
So I said goodbye to Taoist Longyuan, and he asked me to come to Xuanyuan Taoist Temple often when I have time in the future. He likes outstanding young people like me the most, and we can communicate more. The hope of Taoism in the future depends on young people like me.
After being praised, I left the Taoist temple.
Xuanyuan Taoist Temple does not have the answer I want, so I can only place my only hope on the mysterious organization 749 Bureau.
Of course, when I left Xuanyuan Taoist Temple, I mentioned 749 games in front of Taoist Longyuan.
"I am just a Taoist priest. How do I know this kind of national organization? I asked the wrong person!"
Taoist Master Long Yuan answered my questions decisively.
But he was full of loopholes, and I saw his flaws.
I didn't say it was a national organization, and Taoist Long Yuan's eyes dodged when he spoke. There are various signs that Taoist Long Yuan has a certain understanding of Bureau 749.
But I won’t know too much about it for the time being. I will go home and wait for my uncle to come to ask me to come out.
Don't ask why.
The question is, no one can handle this matter.
The general problem at the uncle's family is that he suspects that Mr. Bing will not die with his eyes closed and his soul is stranded in the earthly world. Now the whole family has no peace. He has tried several Feng Shui masters and Yin and Yang masters but they have not been able to solve it. In desperation, he can only ask the heavenly master, but nothing happens. The Heavenly Master has been dead for several years.
His only hope is in me.
No, early the next morning, I was already drinking tea and smoking leisurely at home.
When you get tired of it, just lean on the recliner and close your eyes to relax.
"Ayang!"
I heard someone calling me, but I didn't open my eyes and continued to close my eyes to relax.
Someone came, but it was not the uncle.
Judging by the sound, I should recognize him, but I'm not familiar with him.
"A Yang, I am your Brother Bo."
I know who it is.
The uncle's son, Wang Bo, is in his thirties. He only got married two years ago and still has no children.
"Not sincere!" I said lazily.
"Ayang, I know that the older generation has ambiguities about your family, but I am different. I am your cousin. We have played together since childhood. There is no need to carry the affairs of the previous generation to the next generation. Have you forgotten? You were bullied when you were in high school, and I brought a dozen people to help you!" Wang Bo came to me and said nice things to me.
At this moment, I opened my eyes and looked at Wang Bo.
He brought two bags of gifts, Maotai and Wuye Shen.
This is what he calls sincerity and face.
"The person who was beaten was your brother, not my cousin. Also, your brother was beaten by more than a dozen people, and I beat them all down alone. Why are you still as obsessed with face as before?"
I told the truth, and Wang Bo explained with an embarrassed look on his face, but I couldn't understand what he was explaining.
Everyone knows that a major change occurred when I was 15 years old. In order to fully integrate into the outside world, I had to attend high school for three years. Now that I am 20 years old, it is not that I have not been admitted to college, but I feel that it is meaningless for me to go to college.
"Let's not talk about anything else. Let's have a cigarette first."
Wang Bo handed me a cigarette and lit it for me respectfully.
I took a sip and looked at him with a half-smile.
"It's not sincere to go back and tell your dad."
That's right, I always get straight to the point when I talk and never talk in circles.
Wang Bo nodded understandingly and walked aside to make a phone call.
A few minutes later, Wang Bo came to me again and beeped softly.
"Ayang, we are all relatives, descendants of the same great-grandfather. It was our fault in the past, and I apologize to you on behalf of all my relatives! How about this? I will give you a red envelope privately. What do you think of it?"
While we were talking, Wang Bo brought me a thick stack of banknotes.
This is what he calls sincerity, but it is not the sincerity I want.
Seeing that I had confiscated it, Wang Bo said that he could add more money and it would be an easy discussion with his relatives.
I ignored him and closed my eyes.
Seeing that his pleas were in vain, Wang Bo became furious, and in the end he lowered his tone.
As his voice disappeared, he probably left my house.
After another ten minutes, footsteps were heard at the door of the house.
"Ayang!"
The first person to speak was the uncle.
I opened my eyes and found my uncle and his family kneeling in the living room.
"I beg you!"
The uncle put down all his dignity and even kowtowed to me.
I smiled with satisfaction, stood up from the recliner, and let them get up.
This is the sincerity I want.
I vaguely remember that when my grandfather was hospitalized, my father took me to beg Mr. Bing and his family. It was the first day of the Chinese New Year, and dozens of relatives gathered together. My father pulled me and knelt down for them, so that I could borrow 10,000 yuan. Later, I paid back 20,000 yuan.
I will always remember this shame.
Therefore, no matter how they treat my family, I will repay them in full.
On the way, my uncle told me roughly about his family’s situation.
Two months ago, my uncle went up the mountain to dig for herbal tea and got lost. The police station was alerted and a lot of manpower was spent searching for her. After a week of searching, there was no news.
I was about to give up, but the aunt herself appeared.
She wasn't starved to death, and she wasn't injured except for being a little dirty.
The eldest uncle told others that he saw people in the village getting married and invited her to a wedding banquet, and then she went.
She thought she had only been there for a few hours, but others had been searching for seven days.
The group of people took the aunt to the hospital for a checkup, but she was fine.
As a result, the family was eating together, and the aunt suddenly vomited. What she vomited were hundreds of earthworm corpses and the ashes of the ghost coins used to worship the dead.
