Chapter 13 The Story of the Wang Family

Wang Pao returned to his residence in Qingcheng, an old house temporarily rented. This is Wang Pao's usual style. He doesn't like to live in so-called hotels. He keeps in mind a law handed down by his ancestors. In order to show a trace of silence, he should try his best to avoid revealing his identity. The place.

There are too many idle people in hotels, hotels, and there are surveillance cameras all over. No matter how powerful you are, you can't leave a clue in any way.

Wang Pao was very excited. He seemed to have touched a clue that he had been pursuing for more than ten years.

Wang Pao silently lit a cigarette, and he tried his best to calm his mind.

Some of the past events more than ten years ago slowly came to his mind.

Wang Pao has felt that he is different from others since he was a child. He has received some education that is very different from others. When other children are still crying for toys and snacks, he has been able to easily open all the iron and copper locks on the market with a wire, when other children are still sleeping in the morning. He had been up for two or three hours and practiced the so-called running skills on all kinds of rugged roads. When other children were still doting and crying in the arms of his father and mother, Wang Pao could only sit alone in the room to study more difficult challenges.

There is only one person in Wang Pao's impression, that is, his grandfather, an old man named Wang Beicheng.

Maybe Wang Pao doesn't know that many years ago, this person called Wang Beicheng was used to calling him 'unable to steal'.

Stealing, the small one, is a business, which makes people unbearable, but the big one is an art, which is amazing.

Wang Pao has never met his father or his mother. Wang Beicheng only told him that at that time, in the hospital, his mother had a difficult delivery. The hospital gave his family a choice, whether to have an adult or a child?

His mother held tears and held Wang Beicheng's hand tightly, "Dad, there is only one blood left in the Wang family. You must stay!"

My father-in-law accompanied my daughter-in-law into the delivery room. There are really not many such things.

There is no need to say what happened later. Wang Beicheng chose to have a child. Because of this, Wang Pao came to this world. Wang Pao knew that his grandfather was still worried about the previous things. He often saw the elderly man drinking wine, smoking cigarettes and holding photos of his daughter-in-law. , crying shoulders shrugged and weeping.

Wang Beicheng often tells Wang Pao that the greatest honor of the Wang family in their life is to have such a strong and good daughter-in-law who focuses on the overall situation.

Wang Beicheng does not believe in God, does not believe in Buddha, and does not believe in Jesus and God, but he always respectfully gives incense to his daughter-in-law on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and then gritted his teeth and muttered, "Lanlan, in the next life, my father will make you a cow and a horse. You died for the Wang family."

Chen Xiaolan, this is the name of Wang Pao's mother. Wang Pao only knows so much about his mother.

Wang Pao asked his father countless times, but Wang Beicheng always said nothing. He just said that the time had not come. If you really want to know, you can practice the means left by your ancestors.

Wang Pao didn't want to. He cried and made trouble. At the age of 15, he even had to run away from home.

Wang Beicheng knelt down and knelt in front of his grandson. He told his grandson a story about the old Wang family. That night, Wang Pao didn't sleep all night, just like tonight, and he couldn't calm down.

Wang Beicheng told him that the Wang family is a thief's family. It has been living in the market since the Song Dynasty. Later, with the inheritance of generations, the technology of stealing has reached the point of magic. The most beautiful time was the end of the Qing Dynasty. It once stole things for the old Buddha's family for the royal family. In the period of the Republic of China, the Wang family Ding Kai When it began to wither, there was only one Wang Beicheng left, but Wang Beicheng's theft technology has undoubtedly reached the peak. In those years, when the Japanese pirates were rampant, Wang Beicheng was young and warm-blooded. He participated in the gathering of eight gates with the heroes in the world. The Japanese who killed him fled with the wind. Wang Beicheng even sneaked in with his superb light skills. The Japanese headquarters stole all the knives of the highest commander of the Japanese army at that time and made a name for it.

Wang Pa likes to listen to the stories of his ancestors. He feels that it was the happiest days since he was a child.

Wang Beicheng is already very old, but that night, he is still talking about his blood boiling. Maybe a person's life will stay at his most beautiful and frivolous time.

"Grandpa, what happened later?" Wang Pao looked at Wang Beicheng.

Wang Beicheng sat in the Taishi chair of Lao Wang's old house and sighed heavily, "When I participated in the Eight Men Juyi, it was the most glorious time in my life. Xiao Pao, you know, people like us are often looked down upon. Thieves are difficult to go to the elegant hall, but at the time when I However, it has achieved the infinite merits of the old Wang family, and also let the world know that the thief can also be famous for thousands of years.

Wang Pao nodded, and the hero did not ask the source, which was the case at that time.

"The party of the eight sects was the most united and united of the three sects and nine streams in the world, but this is the case in the world. In the case of the national cause without interests, people can sacrifice their lives and forget their lives, but once there are interests and some vulgar things in the world, the nature will inevitably change."

At this point, Wang Beicheng's face was a little painful.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?"

Wang Beicheng shook his head and his tears slid down in an instant. "During the period of gathering, led by the killing of Zhang Qingyang, everyone worked together to deal with the Japanese pirates. On a winter night, he killed the Japanese commander Noda Hirashi and got a hot-blooded picture from him."

"Hot-blooded picture?" Wang Pao has heard of this kind of thing for the first time.

"Yes!" Wang Beicheng seemed to be immersed in his memory and said, "There are four sentences written on the hot-blooded picture, through the intestines, the chaos of the enemy country, the rebirth of Nirvana, and the white hair and red face. It refers to the four precious jades of our China, the penetrating jade, the enemy's jade, the nirvana jade, the red jade, wearing the intestine jade. It is rumored that you can not get drunk with thousands of cups, have the enemy's jade, and can be rich. The enemy country, but Nirvana jade, has the effect of rebirth from the dead. As for the beauty jade, it can make people always young and stay young for a lifetime.

Wang Pao was stunned.

"Grandpa, are these things real?"

Wang Beicheng smiled sadly, "True or false, is it that important? All I know is that when everyone heard about these four pieces of jade, everyone's face was full of shock and surprise. In the end, it slowly became greedy. I was also one of them.

Wang Pao was immediately relieved. Who can not be moved by such a treasure?

"What happened later? Grandpa!"

Wang Beicheng sighed for a long breath again, "Later, the Japanese left, and the eight sects of Juyi were also disbanded, but it was about the hot-blooded map. Everyone talked about it with great interest. What's more, they began to find Zhang Qingyang and the eldest brother Zhou Furong at that time. They wanted to take themselves as the country and the people. Knowing more secrets of the hot-blooded map, it is said to be a requirement, which is no different from forcing. Brother Zhang Qingyang and Brother Zhou Furong didn't want to see everyone kill each other. After discussion, they handed over the hot-blooded map to the country and put it in the National Museum.

"This choice is not the best way."

Wang Beicheng nodded, "Yes, Brother Zhang Qingyang is still my most admired person until now. At the time of Bamen Juyi, only he can lead the overall situation and lead everyone to defeat the Japanese devils. Compared with him, I, Wang Beicheng, is not even as good as shit."

"Grandpa..." Wang Pao clearly saw that the old man's face in front of him was full of regret.

"Oh..." Wang Beicheng sighed again, and he wiped away his tears.

"Grandpa, what happened later?" Wang Pao asked again.

Wang Beicheng lit a cigarette in silence. After smoking, he said, "A lot of things have been a long way, but I can't forget the four pieces of precious jade in my heart. Finally, on the night of your father's wedding, I was happy for a moment and gave him and your uncle about the four pieces of precious jade. I said it again, but I didn't expect that it was because of that time that it became my lifelong regret.

Wang Pao stopped talking. This was the first time that his grandfather took the initiative to mention his father. Never before.

"I told them about the four pieces of precious jade and hot-blooded pictures, but I didn't expect the two guys to be so bold that they went directly to the National Museum. The two of them stole the hot-blooded pictures. However, when they escaped, your father was still found because he touched the alarm, and the two were chased. Hit the deep mountains, later...later..."

Wang Beicheng choked and cried.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?"

Wang Pao knows that things must be unusual.

Wang Beicheng finally calmed down and shook his head. "Later, someone found your uncle's body in the deep mountains, but your father never appeared again."

"My father, what's wrong with my father? Uncle, how did uncle die?" Wang Pao is a little confused.

"Your uncle was stabbed to death in the heart with a dagger. On the handle of the knife, there is only one person's fingerprint, which is your father's fingerprint."

As soon as Wang Beicheng finished his words, Wang Cannon suddenly became like a bolt from the blue. Did his father kill his uncle? Is this possible?

"Grandpa, my father killed my uncle?"

Wang Beicheng cried again and cried for a long time. At the end, he said, "Your father and your uncle are usually inseparable. How can he kill your uncle?" Since then, your father has become a wanted criminal across the country, but the hot-blooded map has never appeared again.

"But why is there only my father's fingerprint on the dagger?" Wang Pao can't figure it out.

Wang Beicheng wiped his tears. "I've been thinking about this for a long time, and I can't figure it out. Later, your mother also got sick because she missed your father. Her health was getting worse day by day, which eventually led to dystocia. But she thought the same as me. She thought that it was impossible for your father to kill your uncle anyway. Your father hasn't appeared for so many years, and he probably died a long time ago. Although I don't know what happened at the beginning, I always feel that in the deep mountains that day, in addition to your father and your uncle, there must be another person. He is the real murderer of everything, and the hot-blooded picture must also be in his hands. Go."

Wang Pao was shocked and couldn't say a word. He finally understood why his grandfather didn't tell him about his father. He also understood why his mother would rather die than give birth to herself. She hoped that she would grow up well and solve this mystery for the old Wang family.

"Xiao Pao, I have been strict with you since I was a child. Your childhood is harder than others. Others are laughing, you are crying, others are playing, and you are practicing the methods of the Lao Wang family. I hope you understand that it is really heartbreaking for Grandpa to do this, but I can't help it. I'm old. I won't live for a few years. You are the only one left in the Wang family. One, these things must be done by you. I really don't believe that my son will kill my other son, Xiao Pao. Remember my words. This person who is trying to get a hot-blooded picture will definitely try his best to find four pieces of precious jade. As long as four pieces of precious jade appear, he will definitely appear..."

After saying this, Wang Beicheng stopped talking. After a week, he was depressed. When he was dying, he could not say a word. He just stared at Wang Pao. Wang Pao understood that the old man wanted to tell him that the mystery of the old Wang family could not be solved, and he could not close his eyes.