I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

Is there really a Taoist royal family? !

Has my casual flickering words come true? !

Wang Ping stared wide-eyed, and patted his head. He was sure that he was not drunk, and he knew that his father was not lying.

The so-called telling the truth after drinking, wine words are often more truthful.

The more he thought about it, the more Wang Ping felt his scalp go numb, and he gasped.

Has my mouth been opened, my fake identity has become real...

In order to find out the truth of the matter, Wang Ping suddenly looked at his father.

Wang Quan is staging a "fierce battle" with Rogers, fighting with a fried fish in one hand and shredded squid in the other.

The two collided with fried fish and shredded squid, as if two ancient artifacts were intertwined.

At this time, Wang Quan also had his own dubbing, and he made the sound of "kin, kin, kin" to indicate that it was the interweaving sound of weapons colliding together.

Not to mention, there is really a sense of sight of two peerless melon skins fighting.

Seeing the two of them fighting in full swing, Wang Ping held his forehead, speechless.

These two old melon skins...

Forget it, let's wait until they sober up and ask.

Wang Ping got up to clean up, and let the two make a fuss in the hall.

Not long after, after cleaning the dinner table and packing the briefcase of the old man Wang Quan.

Ok?

"What is this?" Wang Ping asked involuntarily as he looked at the stack of photos in his father's briefcase.

Those were black and white photos. The photos had already turned yellow and were old, but it could be seen that each photo was well preserved.

Every photo is a group photo of people, more or less, in various colors.

However, if you look closely at the photos, you can find that there is an old man in the seemingly various group photos.

This old man appeared in the group photo of every photo, because of his smile with big yellow teeth and clothes that are different from ordinary people, it is instantly recognizable.

Wang Ping recognized this old man. He had seen it when he was a child. It was the posthumous photo of his great-grandfather that his father, Wang Quan, had shown him.

In the photo, Grandpa Zeng took a group photo with people in a Taoist costume, with a bright smile and the demeanor of an old urchin alive.

"Any words?"

Wang Ping looked at each photo and found that there were words on the back of each photo.

The handwriting on each photo is different, obviously not written by the same person, probably written by the person who took the photo with Grandpa Zeng.

Take one of the photos at random.

Pay attention to this photo.

This is a photo of Grandpa Zeng and an old man in police uniform.

The old man in police uniform has gray temples, and he has not retired at such an age. He is obviously an officer in the police station.

Turning to the back of the photo, there are a few lines written:

[Thank you Wang Tianshi for your life-saving grace, the gratitude will surely be reciprocated, Guo Fengqi, stay. 】

Looking at the photo and the words left behind, Wang Ping sighed with emotion.

"Grandpa Zeng doesn't look like the crazy man that my father said, but a Taoist priest who helps others. Maybe he is a model Taoist priest."

While sighing, Wang Ping picked up another photo.

This is a photo of Grandpa Zeng and a little boy.

The little boy's face was still covered with mud, but he did not hide his bright smile.

Turning to the back of the photo, there are still a few lines written:

【Grandpa Wang taught me that the heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka. You must first beat their heads, dismantle their bones, and blow up their ancestral graves, so that the hatred value can be fully filled, little egg, stay. 】

I am most afraid of the air becoming quiet...

Wang Ping's emotional smile froze abruptly, feeling like being slapped in the face by Grandpa Zeng across the Huangquan River, and it always hurt.

After a long time, after looking at the photos one after another, Wang Ping came to a conclusion.

"Grandpa Zeng, it's a miracle to live to be eighty years old. It seems that my family is really a Taoist family that has been passed down for thousands of years."

From the comments on the back of each photo, Wang Ping found that most of the comments contained the famous words of Grandpa Zeng.

These famous quotes are summed up in Wang Ping's words, four words, come out and be beaten.

Who the hell, if you implement these famous sayings, don't even think about it, just come out and get beaten.

Wang Ping suspected that if his great-grandfather really acted on these famous words and did not have a strong background, he was afraid that he would be beaten to the point of paralysis and incontinence.

Finally, after checking each photo again, Wang Ping found nothing else.

The only thing I found was that in the photo of the little Danzi from earlier, Xiaodanzi was holding a talisman paper in his hand.

Looking through the magnifying glass, the talisman paper was exactly the same as the amulet blessed by Wang Ping.

"Grandpa Zeng knows the long-lost Purple Thunder Talisman?" Wang Ping looked strange.

According to Zhang Hao's brother and sister, the amulet they made is the long-lost Purple Thunder Talisman, which has been lost for at least a thousand years.

However, his great-grandfather actually had the Purple Thunder Talisman?

When he realized this, Wang Ping exclaimed.

"Guigui, this is too beautiful, isn't it true that my mouth has been blessed by Buddha and Dharma, and consecrated?"

First it was the identity of the Wang family, and now it is the Zilei Talisman. The lies I said before came true one after another.

Now Wang Ping has a feeling.

My own great-grandpa, it seems like he's so crazy.

At this moment, Wang Quan, who was already sleeping soundly on the sofa in the hall, suddenly murmured a dream, which caught Wang Ping's attention.

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"What is the mistake made by the distant ancestor, crazy grandpa."

Whispering in sleep, although the voice was low, Wang Ping heard it clearly, he couldn't help but startled, and turned to look at his father who was sleeping on the sofa.

Wang Ping's eyes burst into light, and he looked at his father in disbelief.

Isn't this sentence exactly what Ah Jian told himself a few days ago, about the reason for the increase in Yin Qi.

Now, my father actually whispered this sentence.

For a moment, Wang Ping was stunned, his heart churning with huge waves.

He was very sure that he hadn't told his father about Yin Qi, but now his father whispered this sentence, and also said about the crazy grandpa, that is, his great-grandpa.

In this way... my great-grandfather told my father about the mistakes made by the distant ancestors.

For a moment, Wang Ping was convinced again about his identity as the Wang family.

Before that, even if there were photos, including Wang Quan, perhaps Wang Ping would not be completely convinced that Grandpa Zeng was a Taoist Wang family.

But accompanied by Wang Quan's unintentional dream talk, Wang Ping already believed it, even affirmed it.

Taoist royal family really exists!

There is no other reason. Ah Jian and Lu Hongwu have clearly told themselves that the matter of the increase of yin energy, whether it is the government or the orthodox Taoist priests, only the top-level older generation knows, and it is a top secret that cannot be passed on.

……

It was not until nightfall that Wang Quan and Rogers woke up, had dessert with Wang Ping, and the three of them sat on the sofa and watched TV.

"Father, I was looking through your briefcase just now. Did you find out those photos of Grandpa Zeng?" Wang Ping asked casually.

Wang Quan: "Huh? You saw the photos, yes, I asked someone to investigate them."

"Then what else did you find out?"

Wang Ping was very curious. Wang Quan spent three million on a whim to investigate what Grandpa Zeng found out.

Maybe through these investigations, Wang Ping can get some unknown secrets, maybe he can also learn about the Taoist Wang family.

Scratching his sleepy head, Wang Quan thought for a while.

"Not much, because the investigation is still going on, it's just that those photos are collected from all over the country, from different places in different provinces."

"Son, I remember I mentioned it to you before, the crazy grandpa often disappears every three to five days, and only comes back for several days."

Hearing this, Wang Ping nodded and said.

"Remember, you said that Grandpa Zeng went to see a mental patient."

Wang Quan yawned on his forehead.

"I thought so when I was a child, but after this investigation, I found that it doesn't seem to be the case. Every time my grandfather went out, he didn't go to see a mental patient, but went to all parts of the country like traveling. .”

At this time, Rogers interjected.

"It's the right behavior not to take you there, who knows what you will do to inseminate the blood."

"Fuck, Rodgers, what you said, I was very kind and innocent when I was young, okay? I feel so fresh and refined when I look at a girl's buttocks, without a trace of filth."

Wang Quan said, he slashed at Rogers with a knife in one hand, Rogers seemed to be used to it, quickly blocked it with one hand, and responded.

"Really, I can't see that you, a seed monster, still have time to be pure."

Seeing Wang Quan and Rogers sparring with swords, Wang Ping asked unhurriedly.

"Father, please stop discussing. Seriously, have you found anything other than the photos? Tell me the story of Grandpa Zeng."

Give up the discussion with Rogers, King Quan responded.

"I found out that your great-grandfather has a lot of mentally ill friends, and Zhang is one of them. Oh! By the way, there is another one. The place your great-grandfather told me about really exists. Yes, I didn't expect it to be true."