The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

Throw the ashes into the sea, let the waves rush and dilute, and the ends of the earth will never meet.

Wang Fu Yang knelt in front of his father's coffin and did not dare to get up. He imagined himself squatting on the edge of the Pacific Ocean, with snot and tears, a black umbrella and ashes, and felt that he might not be able to resist jumping into the sea.

Wang Fuyang sniffed: "I don't know if I'm so fat, I can sink down."

It was so fake, even Wang Ping could see that he was selling miserably.

Xie Yubo did his homework, he tilted his head: "Isn't there such a thing as a sea burial?"

Wang Fuyang: "Yes, but it's not good to change in the middle, right? Before my mother died, my father promised to connect with her tomb. Young master, do you have any other way? You can ask me to do anything."

Xie Yubo dug into his pocket and took out two talismans. He borrowed a fountain pen like Wang Fuyang, and wrote the name of the murderer on it, scribbling like a primary school student.

Boss Wang squatted beside Xie Yubo, boasting at every turn: "The font is elegant, flamboyant and phoenix dancing, you are really a god!"

Xie Yubo raised the corners of his mouth and eyes, and said triumphantly, "Of course, I followed Bao—"

"It's nothing."

Wang Ping stretched his neck suspiciously, where did his young master write before?Can you see where to go?

I saw that the characters on the yellow talisman were really elegant, in short, they were too ugly to read.

Wang Ping spurned Wang Fuyang for being shameless, and then thought that the young master couldn't write beautiful characters because he couldn't see, and his heart ached suddenly.

If their young master's eyes are normal, then the written characters must be drawn horizontally and vertically with silver hooks!

In order to prevent the young master from doubting himself, Wang Ping immediately followed Wang Fuyang and said, "Zhang Xu has the style of Su Su!"

Xie Yubo didn't quite understand, but he firmly believed that Uncle Wang was praising himself.

He went straight downstairs and lit one in the massage room.

In the flames, there seemed to be evil spirits tearing and struggling, and the shadows cast on the wall by the flames were distorted and ugly.

When Huang Fuyu was covered in ashes, the lingering yin energy in the massage room dissipated with a gust of wind.

Xie Yubo handed the remaining one to Wang Fuyang: "It's just a temporary solution. You open the ashes urn, let this talisman ignite, put it in and burn it, and evil thoughts will no longer arise. This is the root cause."

"Don't worry, this talisman has the name of the murderer written on it, and it has nothing to do with your father. After you're done, you pick out the foreign objects inside and throw it away, and seal it up again for burial."

"Okay, okay! Thank you, young master." Wang Fuyang said very kindly, "Young master used three talismans, and the talisman papers are priceless. From now on, young master will be another owner of this massage parlor I will look for the video left by my sister-in-law at night, and I will definitely find the essence of blind massage for you to learn from."

Xie Yubo said "Oh" slowly, I actually don't really want to learn.However, it is safe to hold the information.

"Thank you."

Wang Fuyang said again: "Tomorrow I will make a new signboard called 'Wang Xie Massage Hall', how about it?"

Xie Yubo: "Not good. In the old days, Wang Xietang's front swallows flew into the homes of ordinary people. I just did it with a little effort. Boss Wang really doesn't need to share my property. He just needs to teach me a craft to make a living and help me cover up my itinerary."

The average price of a piece of talisman paper is less than five cents, and fifteen cents is an investment, even the great masters are embarrassed.

"Young master is really a man of culture! You have saved two generations of our Wang family, even if my grandfather is still alive, he will not object. In this way, the name will not be changed, and the account will be divided, and the head office will be divided."

Xie Yubo couldn't evade it, so he accepted it. He was very happy to have the money in the account.

Early the next morning, Wang Fuyang solemnly kowtowed three times in front of his father, and then kowtowed three more in front of his mother.

Then he took out the urn, lit the talisman paper and put it in, the flame jumped, as if it was engulfed in something crackling and incinerated.

After a while, a black clot appeared in the jar, as if the ashes of the murderer were wrapped in the ashes of the runes.He took a sieve and sifted his father's ashes into a new urn. Thinking of the murderer's face, he was so angry that he sifted three times.

Those black clots were the trash cans he threw several kilometers away.

He returned to the massage parlor that night, and went up to the second floor with a heavy heart. The things that had been beating in the room slowly left, and everything returned to calm.

Wang Fuyang leaned against the door and felt the back of his head being knocked down, just like the force his father knocked on his head when he didn't do his homework many years ago.

"I'm sorry, Dad, you've been here for so long, and my son can't understand what you mean. He should have listened to you and studied hard."

After having a wife and children, Wang Fuyang seldom cried, and he wiped away the unstoppable tears.

Mr. Xie said that people are dead and their souls are scattered, the second floor is just the resentment left by his father, don't be reluctant, sending it away is the only way to be complete.

……

The conversation was divided into two parts. As soon as Xie Yubo came home from the massage parlor, and as soon as he entered the door, his mother, father and brother were all sitting at the dining table waiting for him to have dinner.

Xie Yubo roughly understood that his brother couldn't do three tricks with him, so he went home to rescue soldiers.

"Xiao Bo, brother said you want to learn massage?" Xue Jing looked at her lovingly.

"Are you too tired? It will affect your normal studies." Xie Jianming frowned.

Xie Chenbo coughed, where did Xiaobo get his studies.

Xie Jianming quickly changed his words: "It affects my rest at night."

Xie Yubo seriously fabricated the facts: "Dad, Mom, brother. I stayed with Boss Wang for a while after school in the afternoon. Boss Wang is very nice and steady. He said he would teach me his sister-in-law's blind massage techniques. I will Learn from your elder brother and strive to create your own value in life."

Brother Xie who was drinking chicken soup: "..." Well, I'm full.

The positive attitude towards life is too contagious, especially when these words come from his son who had a gloomy life.

Xie Jianming turned his back in an instant: "Okay, don't be afraid of suffering, just like my father started his business outside."

Xue Jing: "You learn slowly, don't rush for success. By the way, do you want mom to buy around the massage parlor? Let's open a big one."

"Thank you, Mom. I will make plans after my son has learned something." Xie Yubo picked up the bowl and ate in small mouthfuls. It is impossible for him to learn something in this life.

Xue Jing picked up a piece of chicken leg for him, "Eating a chicken leg will give you the strength to learn."

Xie Yubo's eyes moved, and he remembered that when he went to school in the morning, he asked Uncle Wang why Xie's family reacted so strongly to fortune-telling. Uncle Wang said that Xue Jing was not in good health.

In the last half year of his previous life, he was forced to change his career, and studied medicine with Nanpu masters, and after getting his true instruction, he might be able to try to recuperate Xue Jing's body.

After the meal, Xie Yubo asked Xue Jing to go for a walk together, and while supporting Xue Jing, took the opportunity to check her pulse.

Uncle Wang didn't make it very clear. Xie Yubo heard from him that Xue Jing had an important operation, but she was too weak to afford the operation.But without surgery, the consequences are also very serious.His wife was in a dilemma, so Xie Jianming simply quit all the work in the group and devoted himself to being with Xue Jing.

Through chatting, Xie Yubo came up with everything he saw, heard and asked. He gradually had a prescription in his heart, but he didn't want to give it out rashly.

Let Wang Fuyang go to inquire another day, find a famous Chinese medicine doctor, put the prescription under his name, and then ask Wang Fuyang to introduce it to Xue Jing.

Plan pass.

Xue Jing felt the warmth of her younger son's hand around her wrist, and her eyes were filled with smiles. This was the first time they walked together like a mother and son.She felt relieved, and felt her steps became lighter.

Xie Yubo wanted to improve Xue Jing's health, and wanted to give her a "physical fitness charm", but he learned about "post-traumatic sequelae and stress response" in the book today, and made up his mind not to stimulate Xue Jing with superstitious things .

Xue Jing's poor health stems from her love for Xie Yubo.Xie Yubo couldn't wait any longer, so he directly adjusted his mind on her wrist, trying to make her feel better temporarily.

Without the output of spiritual power through the props, the Sky Eye that has been backlashed will not be very effective. Xie Yubo is truly "one way to the dark".

Xue Jing was wondering that her son's sidewalk seemed to be very smooth, so Xie Yubo stepped into the lawn beside the road.

Xie Yubo was finally helped into the room by his mother, and he went to bed early and closed his eyes.

Symptoms are still mild and recover after a few hours of sleep.

"... Xie Yubo is just trying to gain fame, but does not work on production. He is not righteous to the country, and harmful to the people. He will be punished in the government to face the wall and think about his mistakes, and he will not see anyone without purpose."

"Daliang's national fortune is prosperous and happy, there is no need for the national teacher to confuse the people. Thinking about his nature is not bad, the sage said that practicing medicine can save people and help the world. Now he is specially assigned a national doctor. He ordered Xie Yubo to study hard. In the future, hanging the pot to help the world will make up for his mistakes."

Two successive imperial edicts were sent to the National Teacher's Mansion, and Xie Yubo vaguely heard Zhang Eunuch's harsh voice.

……

The drunk driving crash at the Central South Crossroads, because the car involved in the accident was a rare supercar, continued to ferment on the Internet.

Someone posted a video of taking a bicycle recorder.From the rear angle, the video clearly reproduces how the car in front accurately predicted and braked decisively, avoiding the crazy drunk driving.

"Drunk driving in broad daylight, the driver seeks benevolence and benevolence", "It makes me sweat all over", "Surviving a catastrophe must have a future", "The lucky driver of the black car of the year"...

The drunk driver died on the spot and caused no other casualties, so there is no point in cursing, so netizens focused their attention on Wang Ping's black car.

However, some people soon dissatisfied with the term "the luckiest of the year" and posted another video, which was shot from a residential building.The video shows that about 30 seconds before the accident, a passenger got out of the car while drunk.

Because of getting off the car, I escaped the call of death.

Netizens lamented: It is really not afraid of death, and it is also a real supercar! 2.8 seconds zero hundred acceleration!Knock on the gate of hell in ten seconds!

Wang Ping kept Xie Yubo's instructions in mind, and always paid attention to the aftermath of the car accident. Then he saw his car shining brightly in the online video. Fortunately, the license plate number was coded, otherwise the owner would have been picked out!

In the name of the owner of the car, he contacted the blogger to delete the video. By the way, he felt that the person who got off the car halfway was probably as scared as he was now.

He didn't pay much attention to the person who got out of the car, but someone did.

Wang's Tuina reopened, and Wang Fuyang made it lively. He invited his former neighbors to live in the hot spot. Today's audience is free!

When Shang Yange drove by, he suddenly wanted to visit.

After all, this is a massage parlor with a touch of the Republic of China. It is very attractive from all aspects, and it has nothing to do with who works there, because today is a school day.

What's more, the president has been sitting in the office for a long time, and if he doesn't go in for a walk, he will feel uncomfortable everywhere.

Free is very attractive, even though there are too many people, Shang Yange looks outstanding, and soon someone came up to inquire about the service.

"Not for the time being." Shang Yange sent them away. He took a look around and found an abrupt photo frame hanging in the middle of the history of fortune on the entire wall.

Inside was a very poor quality talisman.

——It was the one that Xie Yubo stuck on the tablet, which was taken down by Wang Fuyang to commemorate it.

Shang Yange felt that the drawing of the talisman was very nonsensical, so he scanned it casually, and it seemed to be four characters.

He seemed to recognize it.

It says——

Silly tyrant.

The author has something to say: sugar, you have to pick it yourself.