Chapter 24 Would you eat shit secretly?
Jiang Yuan explained: "Grandmaster, didn't you say that the disciples of our sect take it as their responsibility to exorcise demons and monsters, care about their country and the world, and protect the peace and tranquility of the people, and can act according to their heart when necessary?
The country has been at war for years. Our ancestors were great fighters, either expanding territory or on their way to do so. It was the common people who suffered. Whenever a situation of life and death arose, the disciples would fight.
So every few years, there was a war, and the disciples participated in it, and some people died. Every few years, there was another war, and some people died again...
The most recent one was the National Defense War. At that time, my master was still young. In order to keep the incense for the Xuanmen, the elders of the sect did not let him go down the mountain. Everyone else died in the battle.
Our current home was given to us by the government, along with a generous bonus. Master said that at the time, ordinary people couldn't even get enough to eat, so he distributed the money to the people. This house was in great condition when he gave it to us, but because he had no money to maintain it and he wasn't very capable, it fell into such disrepair.
By the way, the country has kept the mountain where Xuanmen was located. During the war, my grandfather and his aunt were afraid that after their death, our master would not be able to keep the family property, so they demolished everything that could be demolished and handed it over to the country. The plaque bestowed by the emperor on our family is still in the museum.
Fortunately, they were all demolished. My master said that when the enemy raided, they bombed our hilltop flat, and now it's all overgrown with grass. Before he died, my master told me that it was our ancestral heritage, and I wouldn't sell it even if I starved to death.
He pointed to the small wooden box left in the cloth bag and said, "This is the title deed."
Duan Anluo was silent for a long time, then asked with a cold face, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Jiang Yuan was stunned. "You, you didn't ask."
Duan Anluo couldn't help but kick Jiang Yuan in the ass. "You won't tell me if I don't ask you? You won't tell me about such a big thing?"
Jiang Yuan's body swayed, and after being stunned for two seconds, he knelt down with a plop, "I was wrong."
The master was angry, it must be his fault.
Duan Anluo said slowly, "They were right. Their country and race are about to be destroyed. What kind of life are they still living? What kind of evil are they suppressing? The demons in human skin deserve to be killed! Xuanmen has remembered this blood debt. Whenever there is a chance..."
Duan Anluo's eyes were cold and evil, and he clenched his fists tightly. He stood there for a long time before calming himself down. "Get up, go buy some wine and meat, replace the tributes, and change the table."
In the past, we didn’t have money to buy incense and offerings, so they had to eat so poorly. Now that we have money, we will eat well in the future.
Jiang Yuan didn't dare to get up. He knelt on the ground and asked cautiously, "Then, Master, if I don't get 60 points on the test, can you please not dig them out?"
Duan Anluo's mouth twitched, and he wanted to kick him.
Little fool!
Jiang Yuan stared at Duan Anluo blankly. He didn't dare to get up until he got a definite answer. In case his master didn't agree, he would have to kneel down and beg for mercy.
"No more digging, I'll just hang you on the wall."
Jiang Yuan got up happily, so he felt relieved.
He can die, but his ancestors cannot be dug up.
However, he was hung on the wall because he failed to get 60 points in the exam. Does this mean that the master doesn’t like him anymore?
Duan Anluo lit three incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner. "Pack up and get ready to go out."
"Master, where are you going?"
"Go buy furniture, repair the house, improve the food, and buy a cart of incense as thick as an arm." After talking for a long time, Duan Anluo suddenly realized, "Why didn't you go to school today?"
Mu Qingzhuo didn’t go either, he’s going to die!
Jiang Yuan scratched his head and said, "Our school went on a research trip."
The school held this kind of event every semester. Students could sign up voluntarily, but they had to pay for round-trip transportation, meals, and entrance fees, which came to about 100 to 200 yuan. To save money, Jiang Yuan never signed up.
Duan Anluo saw through it and asked, "Where's the money I gave you? Are you reluctant to spend it?"
Jiang Yuan lowered his head in embarrassment. "I want to save money to buy a mattress for my master. I like a soft one, but the boss said it would cost over 4,000."
Duan Anluo: "...Silly boy, you don't have to get 60 points. If you can get 30 points, Master won't hang you on the wall."
Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up. 30 points, he was confident. He had been practicing questions with Han Zhen for the past two days, so 30 points was no problem!
The grandfather and grandson drove out in their electric car and went straight to the decoration market.
The most vivid memory of the original owner was the time she was murdered, while the details of her daily life were vague. Therefore, Duan Anluo wanted everything he saw, and anything new he saw he wanted to buy. He even wanted to buy the turtles he caught in the river that an old man was selling on the roadside, and put them on the altar for his disciples to see.
Look, this is a modern turtle, with lace on its butt. There was no such thing in the past.
Jiang Yuan bought him a bowl of shaved ice and handed him a small spoon to distract him. Sect Leader Jiang felt that his master and his grandfather didn't want to see the turtle.
Jiang Yuan parked the car on the side of the road, in a shady place, and told Duan Anluo, "Master, it's hot outside. Please sit in the car. I'll go buy a clothes hanger and be back soon."
Duan Anluo waved the plastic spoon in his hand and said, "Go ahead, go ahead. I will never get off the bus because I'm afraid of the heat."
So passers-by saw a nobleman who was as handsome as a banished immortal and exuded an ethereal aura, eating shaved ice from a roadside stall with a focused expression. Everyone who passed by would look at him.
This street is a hub for all kinds of building materials. Small shops line the street, offering affordable prices that are accessible to ordinary people. People living nearby often come here to buy broken furniture. For larger items, the owners will even deliver and install them for free.
Across the street, however, a completely different scene unfolded. The ten-story Wanjia Building was filled with high-quality building materials, specifically designed for high-end renovations. Both this building materials street and the commercial building were owned by the Wan family.
At this moment, Wan Kaixuan, the second young master of the Wan family, who had come to check the accounts, happened to be coming out of his own shopping mall. With a casual glance, he accurately captured Duan Anluo across the street. There was no way around it; his face was too recognizable.
"Hey, isn't this Young Master Duan?" Wan Kaixuan's lips curled up sarcastically. "How come you're homeless after being kicked out of the Duan family and now you're eating garbage on the street?"
Duan Anluo turned around at the sound, his eyes settling on Wan Kaixuan. He searched the original owner's memories, but couldn't recall who this person was.
It doesn’t matter who it is; what matters is the naked sarcasm and malice in the other person’s eyes—that’s enough.
He was already in a bad mood, and the little egg bubble boy just wanted to provoke him, huh!
Seeing him looking at him, Wan Kaixuan deliberately drove his sports car next to Duan Anluo's electric scooter. The luxurious supercar and the electric scooter formed a glaring contrast.
He wanted to continue mocking Duan Anluo from a close distance, but when his eyes met Duan Anluo's face, his heart suddenly jumped. The Duan Anluo in front of him was completely different from before.
Especially that detached and otherworldly temperament... If it weren't for the color of the pupils and the iconic teardrop mole at the corner of the eye, he would almost suspect that he had scolded the wrong person.
After being amazed, there was anger: Why did Duan Anluo become even more attractive after leaving the Duan family?
If he saw me, he would be so ashamed that he would turn around and run away, fearing that I would see his miserable state.
Or he should wag his tail and beg for mercy, try to please me, and ask me to give him a bite to eat.
Instead of looking at myself like a stranger like now, without shame, without flattery, or even emotional fluctuations!
What the hell is he elegant? Why is he still pretending to be so arrogant when he is in such a mess?
Wan Kaixuan wanted to smash Duan Anluo's face right away. Can you please have some fucking emotional reaction?
He knew a lot of inside information. Duan Anluo had not only occupied the family for many years, but he was also vicious and had repeatedly bullied Duan Mingxuan, the true blood of the Duan family. He pushed Duan Mingxuan down the stairs and broke his ribs, preventing Mingxuan from taking the exam, and even pushed Mingxuan into the bathtub, almost drowning him!
Duan Mingxuan had a miserable life and a soft personality. He finally returned to his biological parents, but was abused by this imposter. The Duan family kicked him out and left him to fend for himself. It was too easy for him!
Duan Anluo calmly scooped another spoonful of ice into his mouth, then slowly and seriously examined Wan Kaixuan's face.
After a moment, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he uttered a sentence that made Wan Kaixuan furious: "You are not your father's biological child."
Wan Kaixuan was instantly stunned by this, his anger rising to the top of his head, "How dare you scold me!"
He suddenly opened the car door and jumped out. "You are not your father's biological child! No, you don't even know who your father is. You are just a bastard with unknown origins! You took Mingxuan's seat and bullied him! It's your bad luck to run into me today. I will teach you a lesson on Mingxuan's behalf!"
Facing the furious Wan Kaixuan, Duan Anluo remained calm, even with a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "Are you sure you want to hit me? If you're really sure..." He paused, and said lightly, "I'll just lie down."
These words were like a basin of cold water poured over Wan Kaixuan's forehead. Duan Anluo now looked thin and pale, as if he would fall down at the slightest breeze. He looked like he had a terminal illness.
The Wan family was indeed wealthy and powerful, but the business was all managed by his eldest brother. His father had always disliked his youngest son. If he really beat Duan Anluo up in the street, or even killed someone, and damaged the Wan family's reputation, his father would definitely not forgive him.
But after making such harsh remarks and getting off the bus, he decided to go back in disgrace in front of everyone? Didn't he have any dignity?
He forced himself to maintain his composure and roared in a timid tone, "You! Give me a fucking apology! Kowtow to Mingxuan and admit your mistake, and I'll forgive you!"
Duan Anluo seemed to have ignored his threat. He slowly used a spoon to pick at the fruit in the shaved ice while adding fuel to the fire: "What kind of dog are you? You believe everything others say? Golden retriever? Is it a big golden retriever?"
He shook his head. "No, the internet says that golden retrievers look at everyone as good. But your temper... Tsk, you bite everyone you see. Are you rabid?"
At this point, Duan Anluo paused again. He suddenly leaned forward a little and asked curiously, "Do you eat shit secretly?"
Wan Kaixuan was so enraged by Duan Anluo that his face turned from red to purple, veins popping out of his forehead. Unable to contain himself any longer, he rushed forward with his fist raised: "Get the hell out here! I'm going to beat you to death!"
"Stop!" Duan Anluo suddenly raised one hand and made a stopping gesture, interrupting the other party's action. His expression was extremely serious. "Before you start, I have something to say."
Wan Kaixuan was stunned by this posture, and then sneered in his heart. According to Duan Anluo's previous bad temper, he would have pounced on him and beat him up.
It's not like they haven't fought before. Duan Anluo was ruthless and cruel, and he never talked nonsense when he could get ahead.
He was acting so abnormally today and still talking so much. Wan Kaixuan was certain in his heart: This kid must have been living like a stray dog since leaving the Duan family. He must have contracted some serious illness and was dying. He was bluffing!
Duan Anluo took another sip of ice before looking up. With an extremely sincere tone, as if stating scientific facts, he slowly said, "I'm not lying to you. You really aren't your father's biological child. Look at your father. He's not handsome, but he was also a handsome young man when he was young, right? Now look at you."
Duan Anluo's eyes swept over his face, pity in them. "Your forehead looks like a fork, and your face looks like...pants? You don't have a mirror, but you can pee, right? Can't you pee and take a good look at yourself? How do you resemble your father?"
Wan Kaixuan was shaking all over with anger.
Duan Anluo still felt that he was not pissed enough, so he shook his head and pouted, "Tsk tsk tsk," "Huh? Your mother isn't your grandfather's biological daughter? And neither is your uncle? Are you your uncle's child? Oh my God, your family's relationship... is even more complicated than the love story of the guy at the corner of the street."
Wan Kaixuan's face turned purple, and he was so angry that he was about to lose his mind. Duan Anluo added fearlessly, "You probably don't know who Da Huang is, right? He's a famous stray dog on our street. He pounces on little bitches when he sees them, and ended up getting his balls chopped off, haha."
"You! You fucking bastard!" Wan Kaixuan covered his chest, almost suffocating.
Duan Anluo looked scared and moved his butt back as if to avoid something dirty. "Don't talk to me anymore. I think you're dirty."
This series of precise and vicious personal attacks, like a barrage of cannonballs, completely blew Wan Kaixuan away. He rushed over with red eyes, "I'm going to fucking kill you!"
"Stop! What do you want to do?" Jiang Yuan, who had just bought a clothes hanger, came out of the store and saw someone who was about to attack his master. He had practiced this before, so in a hurry he rushed over from several meters away, holding a wooden clothes hanger, and stood in front of Duan Anluo, glaring at Wan Kaixuan.
However, just as Jiang Yuan stood firm, he was pushed away by a gentle force behind him.
The child turned around and looked at Duan Anluo anxiously: "Master! Are you okay? Did he not touch you?"
Duan Anluo winked at him and said, "Move to the side a little. We'll have enough money to buy an air conditioner and even add a sofa."
Jiang Yuan didn't react for a moment and looked at his ancestor blankly. What did he mean?
Wan Kaixuan was startled by Jiang Yuan and paused for a moment. Duan Anluo came out of the tram, straightened his clothes, and looked at him provocatively: Come on, hit me, I see if you dare to hit me?
Wan Kaixuan couldn't bear it any longer and punched Duan Anluo again.
Then Duan Anluo's body shook very naturally, and he fell down limply like a puppet with its strings cut, lying on the green grass.
"Ah!" Jiang Yuan was so frightened that his three souls flew away in two parts. His master was beaten!
Duan Anluo was lying on the ground, barely breathing, holding his chest. His face turned pale in an instant, and he was about to die.
"Master!!!" Jiang Yuan's shrill cry instantly attracted more people.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yuan lost his soul. Because he was too scared, his soul came out by itself, and his body suddenly fell down.
"Another one!" The Chinese love to watch the fun, and many people gathered around in an instant. "Someone's being beaten! Look, the rich second-generation kid driving a sports car is beating someone up!"
"What a brutal move! They pulled him out of the car and beat him up! I saw this handsome guy fall down with my own eyes."
"How inhumane! Look at what they've done to him. He's almost dead."
Wan Kaixuan looked at his hands and said, "No, I didn't touch them at all!"
"He was almost beaten to death, and you still say you didn't touch him!"
Duan Anluo struggled to sit up, as if he would die in the next second, "Are you going to call the police, or settle this privately?"
"Fuck you!" Wan Kaixuan looked at Duan Anluo lying on the ground, shocked and angry, unable to help but curse. He forced himself to remain calm and shouted in a cowardly voice, "You're definitely faking it! You're not okay at all!"
Duan Anluo didn't say anything, just sat there quietly, his cold eyes staring at him calmly.
There was no anger or pleading in that look, only an all-knowing indifference.
Wan Kaixuan felt uneasy when he saw this look and swallowed the rest of his words.
He looked at Duan Anluo carefully. His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and his lips were pale. He was in poor health, and it didn't look like he was pretending.
Once the police are called and he is sent to the hospital for a medical examination, he won't be able to explain what happens during the process.
Even if it is finally proved that he was not the one who hit the boy, his father would not forgive him.
After all, Duan Anluo had been raised by the Duan family for over twenty years, and that friendship was genuine. When Duan Anluo was kicked out of the house, Mrs. Duan secretly sent him living expenses. What would the Duan family think if they knew he had caused trouble by beating Duan Anluo? His family and the Duan family had business dealings.
A feeling of frustration surged in his heart, and Wan Kaixuan gritted his teeth. Today he was completely defeated by Duan Anluo.
But giving money? Absolutely impossible!
He turned around abruptly and got into his sports car almost as if he was running away, just wanting to leave this place of trouble immediately.
He was furious in his heart: I will go to the Duan family to complain when I get home!
Tell the Duan family how despicable and shameless Duan Anluo is now, actually committing fraud in the street!
However, as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, "puff..." the engine seemed to fart and stalled.
Wan Kaixuan's heart tightened and he started the car again, but the sports car didn't respond.
He tried a few more times, but the newly bought sports car was like a piece of iron and didn't move at all.
"Damn it! This is so weird!" Wan Kaixuan was so angry that he punched the steering wheel, which hurt his fingers and he grimaced.
Nothing good ever happened to me since I met Duan Anluo! It was like that before, and now it's even worse!
On the other side, Jiang Yuan recovered and went to help his master first.
With Jiang Yuan's support, Duan Anluo slowly stood up. He raised his hand and gently patted Jiang Yuan on the head as if to comfort him. A very subtle warm current brushed past, and Jiang Yuan felt that his mind, which had become restless due to anxiety, instantly calmed down.
Duan Anluo thought to himself that he should find out the root cause of his little disciple's unstable soul and treat him when he had the chance.
Jiang Yuan just looked Duan Anluo up and down nervously: "Master! Are you really okay? You scared me to death!"
Duan Anluo patted the dust off his clothes and said calmly: "It's okay, he's the one in trouble now."
He raised his chin and said, "He owes me money."
Just as the other party rushed up to hit him, some memory fragments belonging to the original owner flooded into Duan Anluo's mind, and he remembered.
This Wan Kaixuan in front of him did a lot of dirty things to take advantage of the situation after the original owner was kicked out of the Duan family.
In order to vent his anger for Duan Mingxuan, this bastard actually ordered some thugs to block the original owner, beat him up, and rob him of the only money he had.
That was the money that the original owner's adoptive mother secretly gave him after all his assets were frozen and he left the Duan family penniless. However, it was snatched away by Wan Kaixuan's men without a penny left.
The original owner did do those things to Duan Mingxuan, but he fell into Duan Mingxuan's trap and lost control of his emotions after being enraged.
I have to say that Duan Mingxuan is a ruthless character. In order to achieve his goal, he dares to be ruthless to himself.
After the original owner left the Duan family, he never wanted to go back because he didn't want to disturb the Duan family's lives anymore. In order not to embarrass his adoptive parents and brother who loved him, the original owner endured all the grievances.
Duan Anluo used the original owner's body, so he would definitely support his decision, and he himself would not be able to go back. In the future, if Duan Mingxuan didn't bother him, he would have nothing to do with Duan Mingxuan.
If Duan Mingxuan dared to provoke him, he would bury Duan Mingxuan.
But since Wan Kaixuan bullied the original owner, he must repay the debt.
"Twenty thousand yuan." Duan Anluo's voice clearly penetrated the car window and reached Wan Kaixuan's ears. "For you, it's a drop in the bucket, right? You usually spend more than that on a bottle of wine. You just don't like me and want to step on me."
He paused, his eyes filled with cold sarcasm, "It's not a lot of money, but it's what you owe me."
Wan Kaixuan in the car suddenly froze, and then he remembered the little thing that happened before.
It turns out that Duan Anluo knew that it was him who hired someone to do it?
Damn, just for a mere 20,000 yuan? He's really poor to the core!
More and more people gathered around to watch the fun, pointing at him and his sports car, and some were even recording the video.
The engine still didn't move. Wan Kaixuan was angry and anxious, his face burning.
Duan Anluo added slowly, "I only want cash."
Wan Kaixuan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but looking at the crowd watching outside the car, he knew that he couldn't leave without paying the money.
Drivers usually keep some cash in their cars for emergencies. He opened the storage compartment and grabbed out a thick wad of cash. He didn't count it, but it was definitely more than 20,000.
He opened the car door and threw it fiercely towards Duan Anluo's face, "Take your poor money and get out!"
The banknotes stopped a few centimeters from Duan Anluo's face and fell to the ground. The onlookers pointed and said, "What kind of person is this? He has no manners. What's so great about having a few dirty coins?"
Someone filmed a video and cursed: "This is so humiliating! Being rich and unkind will not end well!"
Wan Kaixuan quickly closed the car door and isolated himself inside the car, like a turtle retreating into its shell, not daring to go out and face those gazes.
Duan Anluo looked at the red bills scattered on the ground and gestured to Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan tilted his head, huh?
Duan Anluo was helpless, "Pick it up, silly boy, why don't you want it even if you have money?"
Jiang Yuan hurried forward and picked up all the money deftly.
Duan Anluo smiled as he leaned closer to the car window. His voice wasn't loud, but it miraculously passed through the window and reached Wan Kaixuan's ears clearly: "You'll be homeless soon. I'll tell your father that you're not his biological child, hehe."
Wan Kaixuan:!!
Before Jiang Yuan had finished picking up the things, Duan Anluo leaned over and continued to taunt him: "Look, why did you bother me for no reason? I had almost forgotten about you, but you just had to bump into me. Get ready to die, you little bastard."
Jiang Yuan picked up the money, sorted it out, and handed it to Duan Anluo, "Master, I've finished picking it up."
Duan Anluo put the money into his pocket, no longer looking at Wan Kaixuan's angry eyes, turned around and said happily to Jiang Yuan: "Let's go, Master will take you shopping, and then take you to have a good meal."
His tone was particularly relaxed, as if everything that had just happened was just an insignificant episode.
People should have a big heart. Being alive is a blessing, and death is fate. If you are unhappy for even a second, you are doing yourself a disservice.
After shopping and eating, Duan Anluo returned home and lay on the newly bought mattress. He sighed comfortably, this is a bed!
Once the workers have renovated the house, changed the plumbing and electricity, laid flooring, installed new windows, installed air conditioning, and bought a big refrigerator and filled it with drinks and ice cream, won't life get better and better?
After lying down, Duan Anluo did not forget to find ten lonely ghosts, asked them to line up, and gave each ghost a set of clothes, three incense sticks, and ten gold ingots.
The mission is simple. Pretend to be Wan Kaixuan's ancestors and go find Wan Kaixuan's father. As soon as his father closes his eyes, he will appear in his dream and tell him: "Wan Kaixuan is not your biological son~"
If his father didn't deal with it, he would beat this unfilial son to death in his dreams.
Wan Kaixuan didn't take Duan Anluo's words seriously. He certainly didn't look like his father, and his father had always been indifferent to him because of his unattractive appearance. But who said that good-looking people have to have good-looking sons? Even celebrities have ugly sons. His father looked even worse than a celebrity.
He was full of anger and grievance, so he threw the car into the repair shop and went to the Duan family to complain.
He would never let Duan Anluo return to the Duan family and block Mingxuan's way!
After arriving at the Duan family, Wan Kaixuan described Duan Anluo's evil deeds of hitting people on the street and extorting 20,000 yuan from him, adding fuel to the fire. His words were filled with indignation and contempt. Duan Anluo should never come back!
In the Duan family's spacious and bright living room, the air seemed to freeze.
Duan Duohai frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
Lin Wanqiu's face was pale, her eyes filled with heartache and shock. "How could this happen? Although he is arrogant, he has good intentions. He would never do such a thing."
Wan Kaixuan: ???
No, I'm talking about passion, but you don't believe me. Then what am I to complain? A clown?
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