Under One Person: Beginning of the Wang Family Young Master

The author is not familiar with the dialect, so please point out any mistakes. Thanks in advance. 】

[Zombie Self-help]

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Biyou Village.

Early in the morning, the lively and energetic girl Liu Wukui came to the door of a house with Fu Rong, who was her best friend.

Hearing the rustling sound in the house, Liu Wukui frowned: "There won't be mice in Brother Quan's room, right?"

"What kind of mice can there be? I think he's already up." Fu Rong rolled her eyes and pushed the door open.

What they didn't expect was that the person inside was just about to come out.

This guy has black hair, a wolf-tail hairstyle, and a handsome face. If you don't look closely, you might think he is a girl.

He wore a short-sleeved top, shorts, and a pair of sandals on his feet, and walked out with a suitcase.

When he saw Liu Wukui and Fu Rong, he was stunned at first, then smiled and greeted them: "Hey! Fu Rong, Kui'er, I was just about to look for you."

"Looking for us? What's the matter?" Fu Rong asked nervously.

Liu Wukui, who was standing aside, noticed the suitcase in the boy's hand at a glance, and was about to cry in a blink of an eye.

"Brother Quan, are you leaving?" She looked at the boy aggrievedly.

Although there are many companions in the village, except Fu Rong, there are not many who can play with her. The only one who pampers her like Fu Rong is this brother Quan.

Looking at her big watery eyes, Wang Quan shrugged helplessly, "I've been out for a long time, I want to go home and take a look."

By the way, go back to see how the boy at home is doing now. If he still grows up crooked, he will have to teach him a lesson.

As the saying goes: Beat your brother as early as possible, and keep beating him if he doesn't obey.

Fu Rong opened her mouth when she heard it, but she didn't say a word.

It's not a life-and-death separation, it's hypocritical to say too much.

Liu Wukui's mouth shrank, as if he was about to cry, "Brother Quan, will you come back?"

Wang Quan reached out and rubbed her head, messing up her hair, with a bit of pampering in his eyes. He really likes this sister.

"Of course I will come back. Here, I prepared a gift for you."

As he said that, he took out two amulets he made from a handbag and handed them over.

"Kui'er, I'm sorry. I can't cure your brother's illness. I can only make a small toy to comfort him."

When he mentioned his brother, Liu Wukui was startled, and then quickly shook his head, then took the amulet and said with a smile: "This is not Brother Quan's fault. I haven't thanked you for helping to take care of my brother."

Wang Quan smiled, took out a small sword-shaped mirror, and handed it to Fu Rong.

"You want me to use this as a sword?" Fu Rong took the mirror and waved it casually, which was surprisingly easy.

Let alone Wang Quan, Liu Wukui's mouth twitched when he saw it.

"Sister Rong, Brother Quan obviously wants you to dress up yourself." As she said, she looked at Wang Quan with a playful look.

She didn't expect that Brother Quan actually had this intention.

Unfortunately, Wang Quan's words broke her beautiful fantasy.

"Even if you are forced into the mountains by debt, don't forget to dress yourself up, just in case you meet a wronged person... ahem, my dear, if you meet a dear and he doesn't like you, that would be bad."

Wang Quan smiled and said, stamped his feet, and disappeared in the house in a flash.

Fu Rong, who had just reacted, was about to take action, but Wang Quan's figure was gone in front of her. She gritted her teeth and turned to look.

I saw a black shadow carrying a suitcase and turned a corner and disappeared.

"Wang Quan, die for me!"

Fu Rong didn't think about it, swung the mirror and slashed in that direction.

A sword energy cut the empty room in front of him into two halves, but it didn't stir up much smoke and dust, and there was not even a fart sound.

At the other end of the empty room, Wang Quan couldn't help shaking when he saw the sword energy that he had thrown aside, leaving a nearly three-inch mark on the ground.

"You are indeed a master of sword energy."

After saying that, he ran away with his suitcase.

He had not been in the village for a long time, but he was popular and received a lot of care. Now that he was leaving, he naturally prepared gifts for everyone.

He came all the way to the center of the village and gave away almost all the gifts, except for the one in front of him.

"I heard from Qiu Rang that you are leaving?" Village Chief Ma sat on the doorstep waiting for him.

Wang Quan smiled and nodded, "There is a worrying person at home. I have been away for a long time, so I have to go back to see him."

Although he already knew it, but when Wang Quan said this,

, but it made Village Chief Ma feel a little sorry.

"I originally wanted to ask you to help recast this self-cultivation furnace, but you were helping Liu Wukui treat her brother all day, and I didn't have time to tell you."

Seeing his regretful expression, Wang Quan looked at the half-dismantled self-cultivation furnace in the house and frowned.

He looked down at Village Chief Ma and advised again: "In the Battle of Conferred Gods, Jiejiao was defeated because of weak character and mixed good and bad."

"Old Ma, you, the new Jiejiao, don't go the old way."

Hearing this, Village Chief Ma chuckled and stood up, "Don't worry, I know my limits."

Seeing his frivolous attitude, Wang Quan wanted to persuade him again, but after thinking about it, he didn't say much. Some people always have to hit the wall before they are willing.

Thinking of this, he didn't say much about this matter, but took out his mobile phone and opened the address book.

"Old Ma, you have the Divine Machine, and I don't have anything to give you. I'll just give you my phone number. If you encounter any problems, feel free to contact me."

"I can't guarantee big things, but for some small things, my name Wang Quan can still calm them down."

Village Chief Ma was not polite. He took the phone and called himself directly, then hung up quickly and handed it back.

"The name of the Wang family, one of the four families, may really come in handy."

"Don't!" Hearing this, Wang Quan interrupted him hurriedly, "My family is big and powerful, and we have made many enemies. You'd better not get involved at all."

"I'm talking about my name. If you encounter any problems, report my name, Lingze Hand Wang Quan."

"Can your name be as useful as the Wang family?" Village Chief Ma raised his eyebrows.

Although he rarely left the village, he was still familiar with the things in the circle, but he really had never heard of the "Lingze Hand".

If he really had heard of it, he would have invited people to the village long ago.

The reason why the two of them get along well is because Wang Quan knows a lot.

He knows a little bit about Qimen numerology, horizontal training Vajra, innate supernatural powers, weapon techniques, etc.

These have helped the village deal with a lot of troubles, and Wang Quan is unexpectedly easy to get along with, so they became friends.

Seeing him like this, Wang Quan knew that he didn't believe it, but thinking about the patients he met in this village, he didn't feel embarrassed to say anything more.

"Anyway, I've said what I should say. It doesn't matter whether you use this title or not. But in the end, I have to warn you again."

"Old Ma, you are not sick, and your memory is not forgotten because of some disease."

"That's all. Goodbye."

After saying that, Wang Quan turned around and left without looking back, mumbling a song.

"The gate of Biyou Village is always open to you

I stand at the entrance of the village to welcome you

The people of Biyou Village are always trustworthy

..."

Behind him, Bi Yuan, Fu Rong, Liu Wukui and other top talents appeared one by one and watched him go away.