I Have a Luck Altar

Wang Ping's eyes widened. He looked at this scene in disbelief. He blinked subconsciously. After confirming that it was not his hallucination, he quickly stepped forward and raised his voice:

"Brother Yuan, you're back!"

Turning over and dismounting, Chen Yuan walked up to Wang Ping with a smile on his lips, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"You've lost a lot of weight, kid. Do you often run to the Yanyu Building?"

Hearing this, Wang Ping was a little embarrassed. When Chen Yuan left, he secretly set a goal for himself, but he couldn't hold on after a few months.

When he became the head arrester, the bad wind outside blows on his face, making him unable to control himself even more. In this small Ping'an County, he is considered a number one person, and some people ask him to do things.

Not to mention that because of Chen Yuan, even the county magistrate and the county lieutenant were unwilling to provoke him.

Of course, Wang Ping still has self-knowledge in essence, he has never done anything wrong under the banner of Chen Yuan, and everything he does on weekdays is also within the rules.

Before, the county captain hinted that he should go to Nanling Mansion to find Chen Yuan to do something, but he pretended not to know and directly refused.

He knew in his heart that Brother Yuan was a person who did great things, and he was just an ordinary person, so it was fine if he couldn't help much, and he must not cause trouble to him.

Human friendship is innumerable, and it is really over when it is used up.

Although Chen Yuan is now famous and powerful, Wang Ping still thinks that Chen Yuan is still the brother Yuan who went shopping together in Goulan. He also wants to keep that 'pure' friendship.

That's why he often mentions Chen Yuan, just to warn himself, be careful in everything

"I don't go there often, maybe every now and then." Wang Ping chuckled, he didn't have the authority of a county-level headhunter, but he seemed to have returned to the time when he followed Chen Yuan as a follower.

"Okay, it's more nourishing than my days."

Chen Yuan laughed out loud.

"Brother Yuan, who are you here this time?"

"Passing by, let's take a look at you and Mr. Zhao." After finishing speaking, Chen Yuan waved at Yue Shan and the others:

"Go and find an inn to stay at, don't follow me."

Yueshan Yanqing and Mo Donghe looked at each other, nodded, and said in unison:

"Humble duty obeys."

"You guys leave too, let's wait another day for the matter of Yanyu Tower." Wang Ping told the policemen behind him.

"Yes, this subordinate obeys."

"The subordinate obeys."

Some of the dazed arresters quickly turned around and left, and while walking, some even looked back and discussed in a low voice:

"That is the good brother that Wang Catcher often mentions, Chen Yuan, right?"

"It's him, haven't you heard him say Brother Yuan?"

"It's this one. I met him a few times when I was working in the cell. It is said that this one is no longer what it used to be. Even the county lieutenant has to call himself a subordinate and bow down when he sees him."

"I heard that he was a fast catcher just like us a year ago. Why do you think the gap is so big?"

"He is real gold, and sooner or later he will become a big shot, and we are just small clods, different"

"It's the same for a real man."

"Okay, okay, hurry up, I haven't finished my tour today."

Walking on the streets in the north of the city, everything was still familiar. Chen Yuan told Wang Ping some gossip, mostly Wang Ping was talking, and he was listening.

There's no way, the gap between him and Wang Ping is too big, and he doesn't understand it.

Although they have been away for more than half a year, there is no gap between them, just like yesterday.

In Wang Ping's narration, Chen Yuan also learned about some of the later situations in Ping'an County, but generally speaking, it was nothing, except that a new county lieutenant was appointed.

Then Wang Ping worked hard, and with the support of Chen Yuan, the martial arts entered the country quickly, and boarded the position of headhunter that had been vacant before. Wang Ping said,

The position of arresting head seems to be specially reserved for him by county magistrate Wu Qingfeng.

Walking and walking, Chen Yuan and Chen Yuan walked to the previous Zhou Ji Steamed Bun Shop, but now they are no longer familiar people, but changed people. Chen Yuan pointed to the door plaque and said:

"Where are Uncle Zhou and the others?"

Although he left, Wang Ping was still there. The Zhou family should not be bullied, and there should be something hidden inside.

Wang Ping: "Brother Yuan, after you left, Uncle Zhou and the others left Ping'an County. They said they were going to join a relative. I told them that I was fine, but...they left without saying goodbye."

Sighing, Wang Ping looked at Chen Yuan's side face and added another sentence in his heart.

"Maybe. Xiaofang also knows that she won't be able to wait."

Nodding his head, Chen Yuan didn't ask any more questions.

Still the same sentence, the former small policeman was suitable for Xiaofang, but the later Mr. Chen is no longer suitable. It's not that Chen Yuan looked down on the two commoners.

but

The gap between them is too big. With the practice of martial arts, Chen Yuan will definitely offend his enemies. How can two ordinary people resist?

Just like Gu Chun's interception this time, even he didn't have much strength to resist, let alone them?

Chen Yuan's goal is to pursue longevity, and he must cut off the affection of these sons and daughters. Should he watch the other party grow old and finally turn into a handful of dust?

Also, and the most important reason, Chen Yuan, who came here through time travel, has changed his mind. He doesn't have that kind of admiration for Xiaofang.

It's good to leave now, at least they won't be implicated in future accidents

Continuing to walk, Chen Yuan came to the front door of the small courtyard of the Chen family. There was a brand new copper lock hanging on it. Wang Ping took out a key from his pocket, opened the lock, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

The small courtyard is clean and tidy, as if Chen Yuan still lived here.

Chen Yuan looked around, and a familiar feeling emerged spontaneously. I can't say it, but it feels very special.

Seeing Chen Yuan's actions, Wang Ping stepped forward and opened the door, muttering:

"I come to clean it every few days. I know that you, Brother Yuan, value this small courtyard and never let outsiders come in."

Before leaving, Chen Yuan gave Wang Ping the key to the house, so that he could look at it. Although it is only a small courtyard, it has a special meaning to him.

It would be best if nature could be preserved.

The inside of the house was very transparent, and it was cleaned very cleanly. Chen Yuan followed Wang Ping's footsteps into it, and at a glance, it was the spirit tablets of his parents and uncle.

There is also a small copper basin in front of it, and there are some clean ashes in it.

It should be something that Wang Ping left behind last time.

Wang Ping and Chen Yuan lit three sticks of incense each at the same time, put them on the incense burner, and bowed three times.

After plugging in the incense, Wang Ping turned around and touched his head, then said with a casual smile:

"Brother Yuan, I found that my memory is getting worse and worse recently. I met an acquaintance a few days ago, but I didn't recognize him at first sight."

"It's just that your cognition is biased. After stepping into martial arts, your memory will improve a lot. Perhaps, you recognized who that person was, but you forgot his name for a while."

"Really?" Wang Ping rubbed his chin, seemed a little suspicious, turned around and inadvertently saw the spiritual tablet on the altar, and said metaphorically:

"It should be. Anyway, I can't remember what Uncle Chen looks like now. He has just passed away for more than two years."

Chen Yuan smiled, and didn't plan to talk more about this topic. He felt that Wang Ping must have thought too much, but just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly froze in place, and suddenly turned around to look at the three rankings above. , with a somewhat suspicious and dignified look in his eyes. .

It seems that in his memory, the impression of his uncle is becoming more and more shallow. If Wang Ping hadn't mentioned it suddenly, he wouldn't have thought of it at all.

But how could it be?

A basalt master has almost photographic memory, and his memory is amazing. Generally, as long as it is something he has seen, he will not forget it in a short time, but now he thinks about it.

The concept of parents is getting shallower and shallower, and even like Wang Ping, he has a lot of ambiguity about the appearance of his uncle.

The keen Chen Yuan quickly sensed something was wrong.

He remembered that he had accepted all the memories of the original body when he had just transmigrated, and he still had an impression of his uncle, after all, he was raised and passed away not long ago.

But in just over half a year, his memory of his uncle's appearance was blurred!

This is normal for an ordinary person, but he is not an ordinary person. He already has the power to smash mountains and rivers, and possesses almost extraordinary means.

Chen Yuan froze in place, trying to think back, but no matter what, the uncle's appearance was very vague, as if he had passed away for many years.

His parents were fine, he died when he was young, but his uncle, who had just passed away a few years ago, directly made him realize that something was wrong.

He is not a person with a big heart. On the contrary, Chen Yuan has always been suspicious and wary of everyone. Now that Wang Ping casually said something, he subconsciously felt something was wrong.

"What's wrong, Brother Yuan?"

Seeing Chen Yuan suddenly froze in place, Wang Ping asked suspiciously.

After regaining his senses, Chen Yuan took a deep look at the spiritual position, and said to Wang Ping calmly:

"Why can't you remember? I remember you met my uncle many times."

Subconsciously touched his head again, Wang Ping's eyes seemed to be reminiscent, and he said embarrassedly after a while:

"I really can't remember what Uncle Chen looked like, but unfortunately, I didn't leave a portrait or anything."

Chen Yuan stared intently. In his memory, he seemed to have asked his uncle to keep a portrait as a souvenir, but the uncle refused, saying that some painters in the city were not skilled enough to draw the essence.

With this money, it is better to buy more medicinal materials for his cultivation.

In the end, Chen Yuan didn't insist on it, and now, his impression of the uncle in his impression became less and less. According to some clichéd plots,

Maybe there's something really wrong here.

However, he didn't show it in front of Wang Ping, he just said:

"If you can't remember clearly, you can't remember clearly. The deceased has passed away, so why worry about it?"

Wang Ping looked at Chen Yuan with some admiration, and said softly: "Brother Yuan is still transparent."

"Okay, I still have some things to do, you go home first, go to the Sanhe Boxing Gym with me tomorrow, and visit Mr. Zhao." Chen Yuan walked out of the room, turned around and closed the door quietly.

"it is good."

Wang Ping nodded, gave Chen Yuan the key to the courtyard, and turned to leave.

After a while, only Chen Yuan was left in the yard. His eyes seemed to see the tablet inside through the closed door. After a long silence, he turned into a flash of light and flew up into the sky.

Whether there is really a problem here, one only needs to dig up the grave of his parents to find out. In his memory, his uncle once told him that his parents passed away due to illness when he was young.

Later, I seldom mentioned it again. Of course, it may also be that Chen Yuan was too young at that time, even if he mentioned it, he would have gone there long ago.

The graves of Chen Yuan's parents, including his uncle's, were buried in a clearing in a mountain forest outside Ping'an County, which he remembered clearly.

Before, because he suspected that his uncle's death had something to do with the Wusheng Sect, he had dug up his uncle's coffin. Thinking about it now, if his parents' bodies were not there,

Maybe he wronged Wushengjiao.

Not long after, Chen Yuan slowly landed on an open field according to his memory. In front of them, there were three small graves, and the one on the far right was the uncle's body.

On the left are the graves of his parents.

There was a long grass growing on it. With a wave of one hand, Chen Yuan wiped out all the weeds in an instant. He stepped forward, bowed and bowed, then stood up and removed the grave soil in front of him.

The two coffins inside were rotten and covered with worms. Chen Yuan stepped forward and opened the coffins with Gang Qi, revealing the contents inside.

He glanced blankly, then came to his father's coffin again, and opened it the same way as before.

After a long time, Chen Yuan took a deep breath, waved his hands to close the coffin, and covered it with grave soil.

He stood on the spot, his eyes flickering. Sure enough, it was the same as his previous guess. There was nothing inside, not even a dry bone.

Some just like the humid environment, and the wood-eating bugs can't even see a single maggot.

Apparently, no body was ever stored there.

Uncle lied to him!

This has to make him think deeply, does he have any more secret identity? Why is the uncle unwilling to tell him?

Is he dead or not?

Are you aware of the changes that have taken place in you now?

At this moment, Chen Yuan felt a lot of confusion in his heart, and even guessed according to the conspiracy theory, he had imagined that he was some kind of important pawn.

But after thinking about it, he dismissed the idea.

Maybe he does have some background, but the uncle should hope that he is safe, otherwise he would not be allowed to enter the yamen as a catcher, maybe the uncle wants to come,

Entering the county government basically means getting an iron rice bowl, and no matter how bad it is, you can live a stable life.

It's just that he didn't expect that a soul from another world would suddenly travel to this world, merge with the original body, and truly step into the rivers and lakes.

Also because of Wang Ping's casual remark, everything he had arranged was seen through.

If it was inferred from this conspiracy, Chen Yuan suddenly thought of another person, the monk in Ci'en Temple who had a close relationship with his uncle and was called Xu Yan. It is not normal to think about it this way.

The first time I met him, Chen Yuan found the Vajra Glazed Body, a Buddhist body training magic skill, through the guidance of the Altar of Luck. The second time I saw him, it was Chen Yuan who was chasing the traces of the Wusheng sect demon.

From his mouth, I learned the location of the back mountain.

And the third time no, there is no third time, there are only two meetings, and the third time is from a young monk of Ci'en Temple, who has been missing for many days

Hehe, interesting.

There was a smile on the corner of Chen Yuan's mouth. This feeling of seeing through was very refreshing, but he was not interested in caring about his background and messes.

Strictly speaking, he is already a new soul, and the ties to those relatives are not deep. He has only one goal, to climb to the top of martial arts, gain power over the world, and live forever!

If someone really dares to treat him as a piece of bullshit, then kill a bloody way!

After figuring this out, Chen Yuan no longer hesitated, and Yu Kong left.

Of course, these are just Chen Yuan's speculations. Maybe his parents are really ordinary, and so is his uncle, but they were all killed by the Wusheng Cult monster.

It's just that this possibility is really unlikely, because there is a fatal loophole in it. Chen Yuan's impression of his uncle is really not as clear as it was more than half a year ago!

This is unimaginable for a martial artist in the Xuantong realm.

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