I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

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Pengcheng International Airport, 12:[-] noon.

When Wang Quan came out of the exit, he saw Wang Ping at a glance.

"Hahaha, son smash!"

A hearty and hearty laugh sounded out, and Wang Ping, who was waiting at the exit of the plane, saw Wang Quan, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Hahahaha." Wang Ping rushed towards Wang Quan with a smile.

At this moment, what appears in front of the people around is the meeting of two fathers and sons who respect each other, running towards each other excitedly, wanting to give each other a loving hug.

Both Wang Quan and Wang Ping opened their arms, ready to embrace.

The moment Wang Quan and Wang Ping got close, Wang Quan hugged Wang Ping, but at this moment, Wang Ping brushed past Wang Quan, and hugged another blond middle-aged man beside Wang Quan.

For a moment, Wang Quan's figure froze and stagnated, as if he had been cast with a spell of immobilization.

On the other side, Wang Ping's hearty laughter sounded beside him.

"Rogers, long time no see, I didn't expect you to come back."

At this time, Wang Ping was hugging a middle-aged foreigner with fair hair and fair skin.

The foreigner was dressed in clothes similar to those of King Quan, with a shoulder bag on his back, short blond hair, and a beard wrapped around his chin. He looked simple and friendly.

He is a colleague of Wang Quan. He has known Wang Quan since he was studying in China in high school.

"Wang Ping, I haven't grown strong in a few years." Rogers spoke Chinese with a Sichuan accent, smiling all over his face.

"Where is it, Rogers, you too, getting younger and younger."

Having said that, Wang Ping bowed to Rogers.

"Rogers, my father has troubled you to take care of him. I didn't bother you. Please don't care about my father for my sake."

Now Wang Ping looks like an elder, and his father is a junior. He looks very sorry that the junior must have caused trouble to Rogers.

Rogers said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm used to it, and it's not once or twice that the kingship of Guawazi has caused me trouble."

Hearing this, Wang Ping looked serious and pulled Wang Quan to the road.

"Dad, look at you, you have caused Rogers trouble again, and apologize now."

Wang Quan rolled his eyes suddenly, curled his lips and bluffed.

"Where did I cause trouble, it was Rogers who gave me trouble."

He glared at Rogers, and Rogers glared at the two without showing any weakness.

For a while, the two middle-aged men were planning to fight.

At this moment, Wang Ping said leisurely.

"I invite you to drink, I treat you."

Immediately, the eyes of Wang Quan and Rogers brightened, the fighting look disappeared, and they hooked their shoulders.

"Rogers son, look at how sensible my son is, don't you envy him?"

"Envy, envy, Wang Quan, let's hurry up and drink. I'm already thirsty. The wine on the plane is like horse urine. It doesn't quench my thirst at all."

"Yes, yes, horse urine, I see that you drink horse urine with great enthusiasm."

"Hahaha, right? Didn't I pour you a glass of horse urine as well?"

The two walked out of the airport with Wang Ping and returned to Wang Ping's apartment.

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Crystal Apartment, Room 201.

Wang Ping, Wang Quan, and Rogers sat around the dining table in the hall, eating hot pot and drinking wine.

Knowing that Wang Quan came back to spend the Spring Festival with him, Wang Ping ordered a nearby big hotel in advance to order a hot pot meal for himself, as well as good liquor.

"Rogers, how is the matter with you in Rome?" Wang Ping picked up a piece of mutton in the hot pot and asked while eating.

Rogers took a sip of his liquor and complained.

"What else can I do, cold salad, Wang Quan, a melon skin thing, collapsed half of the tomb, and the Roman archaeologists over there didn't let me and Wang Quan go. We can only look outside and call 6666."

"C'mon, it's not you, Rogers. You're so fucking okay and asked me to whore some Roman girl. It made me remove my membranes and comfort me all night, and my kidneys didn't feel like mine anymore. If it wasn't like this, I wouldn't be walking against a wall. Hit the agency."

"Damn it, you're a fairy, it's you who clamored for prostitution, so I took you there."

"Won't you stop me from ordering?"

The two quarreled again, halfway through the quarrel, and reconciled after King Quan and Rogers clinked glasses and drank a glass of liquor.

Wang Ping couldn't laugh or cry. After so many years, these two melon skins are still the same.

"By the way, son, I enjoyed your five hundred thousand." Wang Quan and Rogers said to Wang Ping, shoulder to shoulder.

"Huh? Don't tell me you spent it all. Wait, what did you do with the five hundred thousand?" Wang Ping frowned.

"I came back from Rome with Rogers and went to Las Vegas." King Quan grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

Suddenly, Wang Ping's expression changed.

wipe!Las Vegas?Isn't that frankly just to gamble? Why did this old bastard suddenly gamble?

Recalling Wang Quan's father's luck, Wang Ping held his forehead.

This old man who can touch the mechanism of the ancient tomb with the support of the wall is all about luck, and he is afraid that he will lose all his money...

"Father, you..."

Wang Ping was about to criticize his father, Wang Quan, when Wang Quan suddenly threw a gold card to Wang Ping.

"Ok?"

At the same time, Wang Quan spoke up.

"Your half a million yuan, I accidentally won more than ten million yuan, and there are five million yuan in it. You can spend it and spend it. How about it? Have you experienced the love of a loving father?"

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, and stared at the gold card in his hand in astonishment.

Did you hear me right?Five hundred thousand becomes ten million?What the heck, it doubled twenty times.

He looked at King Quan in disbelief, and quickly moved his eyes to Rogers, asking Rogers for confirmation.

Rogers shrugged and said: "Gambling is harmful to physical and mental health. I don't agree with it, but Wang Quan pretended to be the king of gambling when he picked up girls and took his sister to Las Vegas. Who knew he won [-] million..."

After a long while, Wang Ping came back to his senses, quickly held Wang Quan's hand, and said sincerely.

"Father, please be sure to give up archaeology and move towards a path that can give full play to your talents."

This f*cking self only has [-] million after working so hard to make fun of ghosts, and my father only has [-] million in a casino. Is there such a big gap between people?What about father and son sharing joys and sorrows?

wrong!

Wang Ping suddenly thought that if his father was so lucky in gambling, then he was also so lucky. Genetics is very metaphysical.

He rubbed his chin, thinking about going to Las Vegas too.

But at this moment, Wang Quan continued.

"Son, after I met your group of friends with secondary illnesses, I thought about it when I went back to Rome, and suddenly remembered my dead crazy grandpa. He seemed to have mentioned Taoist Wang's family to me, what else? Longhushan, what is the glory of the ancestors?"

Pausing for a while, Wang Quan recalled and said.

"What he said is similar to what your friends with secondary illnesses said. Could it be that their family members and fathers also came from the same mental hospital? It happened that I made [-] million, so I took [-] million to find someone to investigate Come on, I found something."

"My crazy grandpa really knows a friend named Zhang. According to friends who know grandpa, the two of them often go out in Taoist clothes to get crazy."

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(PS: The plot is starting to unfold, friendly reminder, the world view of this book is very big, high-energy warning! Subvert your understanding after reading it)

(PS: Readers, I have thrown out all the saved manuscripts, and the next update will not be scheduled, and it may be updated later)

Chapter One Hundred and Nine

Hearing Wang Quan's sudden words, Wang Ping, who was clamping his meat, froze.

At the same time, Wang Quan didn't know that it was Jiu Jin who came up, chatted happily, and talked eloquently.

"Son, you say it's a coincidence, your great-grandpa Zeng was crazy, and he knew a man named Zhang, and now you also know friends named Zhang. with the same secondary disease."

"I'm very suspicious now. I suspect that your friend surnamed Zhang is not the great-grandson of your great-grandfather's friend surnamed Zhang."

"By the way, speaking of your crazy great grandfather, let me tell you something to make you happy."

"My grandfather, that is your great-grandfather, before he died, he held my hand and told me that after his death, I will be the head of the Wang family for more than one hundred generations, oh! Come to think of it, the one hundred and thirty It seems like the Patriarch."

Wang Quan laughed loudly, took a gulp of wine, patted his thigh and laughed.

"Son, you don't know, hahahaha, I was still young at that time, and I was only in high school. When I heard that your grandpa Zeng entrusted me like that, I was still in the second grade and thought that we are really some hidden royal family. And a little excited."

"Thinking about it now, it's really a green age."

Rogers was also drunk, listening to Wang Quan talking about the melon years, he said without pulling his shoulders.

"Son of Wang Quan, I can see it. Your family's neurosis is inherited. It is inherited from your neurotic grandpa, hahahaha."

King Quan patted Rogers on the forehead.

"Shut up, I'm the [-]th generation head of the Wang family, why are you talking to me like that, kneel down, and punish you to plug in the electric fan."

Apparently the two were drunk and started to go crazy.

The crazy two didn't notice that Wang Ping, who was sitting across the table, was looking dull.

There seemed to be a stormy sea rolling in my heart.

Listening to Wang Quan's narration, Wang Ping had a sense of unreality as if he saw someone tearing up the devil with his own hands and shooting the devil from eight hundred miles away.