I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

Although the bamboo dragonfly is a toy long ago, it is very popular in modern times, and it is easy to evoke the memories of many adults when they were young.

When adults were young, they were not like today’s children. They played with four-wheel-drive fighting tops. Their toys were often simple, such as slingshots, bamboo dragonflies, and rubber bands.

The vendors selling bamboo dragonflies are very lively. Whether there are children in the family or single adults passing by, they will buy a bamboo dragonfly. It is a nostalgia for the past and the youthful years.

Wang Ping walked over: "Boss, how many bamboo dragonflies do you have?"

The vendor froze, his eyes widening.

how many?Hey, the way this man speaks is so pleasing.

Afterwards, the vendor smiled and said, "There are many, many, how many do you want, boss?"

"Give me 100."

At this moment, a child ran over and blinked at the bamboo dragonfly.

"Uncle, can you bamboo dragonfly take me to the sky, just like Doraemon?"

The boss, who was happy to have a big business visit, subconsciously said casually, "Yes, yes, my little friend, this bamboo dragonfly can take you to heaven, maybe it can even send you to heaven."

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Time is like three seconds for a real man, and it will pass quickly after a lick.

Four or five days have passed since the Honglian Street Middle School incident, and there was no business in these days, and Wang Ping was as idle as a salted fish.

At twelve o'clock at noon, Wang Ping stayed up all night catching up on new comics and reading novels. He didn't go to sleep until dawn, and he didn't wake up until now.

Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang.

"Hello, SF Express, is Mr. Wang Ping at home? I have your express package."

Wang Ping scratched the head of the sleeping chicken coop.

express delivery?When did you buy something yourself?

He doesn't remember buying anything online, wait, is it from Coach Anxi?Impossible, the antique calligraphy and painting are sent by SF Express?Is it so trendy?

Opening the door, Wang Ping signed for the package and got it.

"Huh? Dad sent it?" Wang Ping frowned slightly.

It wasn't from Coach Anxi, but from Dad.

Seeing these boxy, not too big, at most ordinary box-sized express packages, Wang Ping suddenly remembered.

"Is this the box that Grandpa Zeng left me?"

More than a month ago, Wang Ping spoke with Wang Quan for the last time.

At that time, Wang Quan said that he would go to the Nether King's Cave, and also said that Grandpa Zeng had something for himself, but he could only give it to himself when he was 25 years old.

"Today is my birthday, I just turned 25." Wang Ping muttered to himself.

After closing the door and quickly washing up, Wang Ping quickly opened the package.

Inside the package is a wooden box, the size of a biscuit box, except for the wooden box, there is also a letter.

On the envelope was written the words "Lovely Father - Royal Power, Stay".

Wang Ping's eyelids twitched, and he recognized the words on the envelope as his father's handwriting.

Open the envelope:

"Son, it's been more than a month, have you missed your kind and loving father? I know you must miss it, needless to say, Papa doesn't miss you, wow! (Note: See here first Don't tear up the letter, read it first, and get to the point later)"

Afterwards, Wang Ping followed the line of Dad on the letter.

Blank……

This letter is not the size of a simple homework paper. The letter is very long, like a roll of fax paper, similar to a roll of toilet paper.

Wang Ping kept flipping down the letter, but it was all blank. After flipping through it for a while, when he was about to reach the end of the letter, he finally saw the words.

"Hahahaha, isn't it very painful to turn over, hey, Pi is very happy just now, boy, do you feel the joy and love of your loving father now (Note: Please turn the back to see, the old man is no longer skinny, Dad promises that the text will be in the back)."

Seeing this, Wang Ping's veins bulged. If Dad stood in front of him now, he would be able to punch his shit out all at once.

He made a decision.

If there is no text after turning over the back, he decided to go to the Nether King's Cave to find his father, and beat him up first, so that his feces and urine would be spat out, causing his father's gene to mutate.

Open the back and look.

"Son, you can see this, it means that you have endured the urge to beat daddy. Papa is very relieved. You still love papa. Okay, let's stop joking with you and talk about business."

"Son, when you read this letter, your father and I may have... outlived you."

"Don't worry about me. I have a very good life in the Nether King's Cave. I eat and drink spicy food. In fact, I just told you last time that I am going to the Nether King's Cave. I am not only looking for traces of the Wang family, but more importantly, Looking for your great grandfather."

"I'm not mistaken, I'm looking for your great-grandfather, not for your great-grandfather's bones, but for your great-great-grandfather himself. He's not dead yet."

"Damn it, son, you don't know. When I got the wooden box left by your great-grandfather in Wangling, and after I opened the wooden box, I learned that there was a Wang family in the Nether King's Cave. I almost burst into tears. I thought your great-grandfather’s bones were still in the Nether King’s Cave.”

"But when I saw the back of the wooden box, I realized that I was wrong. This old man may not have sprouted grass on the grave, and he is alive and well."

"Grandpa Zeng is still alive, he is in the Nether King's Cave, guarding the Nether King's Cave, preventing the horror inside from being born."

"This time I went to the Nether King's Cave, in fact, to find your grandfather, to find the Wang family, and to truly inherit the position of the head of the Wang family."

"Unexpectedly, that day I casually said "I am invincible and I am very strong", and it really came true. When I go to the Nether King's Cave, I will be the head of the Wang family, and inherit the power passed down from generation to generation by the Wang family, and achieve supreme supremacy. Qing Fuming... Bah, writing too fast."

"Son, I am writing this letter to you to tell you that the Wang family is terrifying. Apart from being one of the five surnames and seven Wangs, there is actually a bigger origin, which can trace you back to the ground. "

"When I come out of the Nether King's Cave in the future, I will tell you about the matter of the Wang family. All you need to know now is enough. You have the blood of my Wang family flowing through you, and you are the sole heir of the next generation of my Wang family!"

"I know you really want to ask Dad when I will come back. I can tell you responsibly that I will come back every ten or eight years..."

"As for the exact time, I will be back in about half a year."

"Son, you don't need to come to the Nether King's Cave to find me and Grandpa Zeng. The Nether King's Cave is very dangerous. You can't enter unless you have practiced Taoism for a hundred years. Even if you have practiced Taoism for a hundred years, it is still very dangerous."

"So you must not enter the Nether King's Cave."

"In addition to telling you these things this time, the most important thing I want to tell you is that you have to keep the wooden box that your great-grandfather left you. It is said that the contents inside are very precious. It can be opened."

"The second and third layers require certain conditions to be opened, and the specific conditions are written on each layer."

"That's all about it... That's right! Son, I thought about it for a long time and I think this sentence is very suitable for me. I'm so old, this sentence is..."

"Who can say invincible, who can say invincible, only my kingship! Hahahaha"

Snapped!

Wang Ping threw the letter on the ground.

"Nima!"

Now Wang Ping feels like he fucked Ma Rong, full of shit, quite painful.

This trick is forcing the old man, why is he clearly thinking of himself, but he really wants to fuck him.

After calming down his desire to beat his father, Wang Ping picked up the wooden box.

The wooden box is small and divided into upper, middle and lower layers.

There was a key lock on the first floor. After looking for the express package, Wang Ping found a key that looked like an ancient one.

Click!The key lock turns.

With nervousness, excitement, and curiosity, Wang Ping slowly opened the wooden box.

He was thinking, this is the great-grandson thief that Grandpa Zeng has left for him, and besides, Grandpa Zeng is so awesome, what kind of treasure will he leave for him?

Could it be some golden finger?

For example, if you get a black ring, and then an old man with a bone spirit rushes out of the ring, the old man will tell Wang Ping that he will absorb Wang Ping's three years of righteousness, so that Wang Ping will stagnate and regress in three years, and endure the ridicule , and then the three-year old man will teach him how to make medicine, and teach him how to swallow the wave ruler with flame points.

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With various emotions in mind, Wang Ping opened the wooden box.

Ok?

What is this barren?

The landlady of the crystal apartment hummed a song and walked out of the house with a garbage bag to take out the garbage.

When passing by Room 201 where Wang Ping was, Room 201 was very quiet, as if there was no one there.

However, just before the landlady walked through the door of Room 201.

Snapped!

There was a clear and soft sound of falling things, followed by Wang Ping's voice from Room 201.

"I'm Cao! You're cheating!!"

The landlady was so frightened that she almost dropped the garbage bag containing melon seeds in her hand.

"What's wrong with Mr. Wang Ping." The landlady's face perfectly reproduced the "black question mark face".

At the same time, in room 201, the corner of Wang Ping's mouth twitched.

In the last second, he opened the wooden box and saw the contents of the wooden box. Without a word, he picked up the wooden box and threw it on the ground.

Cheating!

Grandpa Zeng, what f---ing barren things did you keep, what about Grandpa Black Ring, what about the agreed-upon fire, what about the agreed-upon Doudi riding a fighting horse.

Underfoot, a wooden box the size of a biscuit box was thrown to the ground. The first layer of the wooden box was opened, and the contents fell out due to the fall.

The thing is white, soft, and bigger than a wooden box...