Chapter 664: Wildfire

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"Which grandson of the tortoise, the old black couple's tombstones are scratched, it is not human. Ouch, what is written on it ..." Wang Degui was distressed that the tombstone was destroyed. He still made this tombstone by craftsmen.
Wang Jiayu wrote with his fingers, which was too sloppy. He spent a long time trying to understand what was written on it.
However, Wang Ping, who is a master of hard calligraphy and brush calligraphy, recognized the above words at a glance, and also recognized two typos. Hearing his father ’s failure to recognize his father ’s sense of superiority, he almost overflowed.
"Dad, it's okay. Waiting for the New Year, and then find someone to carve a stone tablet, it won't cost a few dollars," Wang Ping said comfortingly.
"I am not distressed by the money, but ruin the tombstone, this is a sin, and I want to cut off the son." Wang Degui explained seriously and seriously.
"Then you don't have to worry about it anymore. If you want to cut off your sons and grandchildren, it is also a matter of Wang Jiayu's family. Well, his own business, after all, he has been castrated."
Wang Degui puzzled: "Well? This is Wang Jiayu's mixed ball? His father and mother didn't come back. Why did you draw the gravestone of your own father and mother as soon as you came back?"
"Who knows, his guy has always been a mystery."
"Forget it, let's go to your grandpa and grandpa grandpa."
The two said, walking along the mountain path between the graves.
The tombs on the hill are a bit chaotic, and sometimes the road is blocked, others have to go around for a while and reopen a road.
When burying people in the village, they will always come to Mr. Fengshui to see the dark house. On this hillside, people say that a good place can be buried as long as it is an open space.
Of course, there are some generations of elders who have formed a tomb group, so they ca n’t easily occupy it side by side, which will cause disputes.
The ancestral tomb of Wang Ping's family is in a good position. There is a flat ground in front of the tomb at the top of the hill. It was specially developed. When the family sacrifices, there is enough place to light the yellow paper of the candle.
Around the tomb, there are centuries-old cypresses, and the west side of the mountain is a rushing river, lush and beautiful. According to Mr. Feng Shui, this place is one of the best shaded houses in the village.
In the past, villagers fought to fight for the open space on the top of the mountain. Wang Pingzu had been generous and had the right to speak in the village in order to grab a good place on the top of the mountain.
The cemetery is now a little crowded, and within a few years, the villagers may have fighting events for these empty spaces.
For example, Wang Ping's grandmother's age is approaching. If she dies, she must be buried in this family cemetery. If there is one more tomb, it will be two or three meters more compact than the graveyard of others.
One day, the two cemeteries will be packed together.
Therefore, when the villagers are capable, they usually plant many trees and occupy the open space around the ancestral tomb in advance.
Wang Degui has no ability. Without Wang Ping's help, he wouldn't be the village chief in his life, and he wouldn't be able to expand the open area around the ancestral tomb.
Fortunately, Wang Ping was born, and no one dared to the location around his family's ancestral tomb even if a tree was not planted.
This is determined by comprehensive strength.
If Wang Ping'an wants to grab more positions, no one can dare to compete with him in the village, even if the village party secretary is not enough.
When Wang Ping's father lit the yellow paper, he had already made a circle around the ancestral tomb and arranged the location of grandma's tomb.
With his knowledge of feng shui, you can find an excellent location of a dark house with just a glance.
Grandma will be grateful if she uses comfort in the future.
"Erbao, what are you going to do, come and burn some paper for your grandpa and grandpa, and say something about New Year's greetings." Wang Degui was busy with his work, and the offerings were also set.
"Hey, it's good." Wang Ping's good faith, he gave his ancestors no shame, even if he is an immortal, he must be grateful for the flesh of this life.
He kowtowed his head properly and burned the paper. Wang Pingan clicked a small firecracker and put it in a crackle.
At this time, there were more villagers worshipping on the mountain, and the sound of firecrackers came one after another.
Because this kind of mountain is specially used as a cemetery, weeds and weeds on the mountain are often cleaned up, especially the empty space in front of the grave, which is cleaned more cleanly, and is not afraid of burning the mountain.
Of course, this is only relatively safe, and occasionally ignites a small fire, which is within everyone's acceptance, anyway, it will be extinguished soon.
However, this year's situation is a little special. One is drought and there is little rain. The other is the Chiyue incident that scared villagers from going up the mountain. The grass on the mountain was not cleared this year. Blowing, at the foot of the mountain and at the mountainside, several flames suddenly appeared.
"It's on fire, it's on fire, everyone come to save the fire ... The people on the mountain, hurry down, don't be trapped by the fire."
At the foot of the mountain, someone shouted in his throat.
Today's wind direction is a little chaotic, small flames rubbing around, and in a blink of an eye, a dozen large-scale wildfires appear.
At the top of the mountain, Wang Degui was panicked when he saw a fire under the mountain.
"What's the fire? I just let my ancestors bless our family's life, but I didn't ask for this wildfire, Erbao, don't pack up, go down the mountain!"
Wang Degui shouted to Wang Ping, who was packing up the offerings in the bamboo basket.
Wang Ping'an was not in a hurry, watching the fire spreading down the mountain, and shook his head in praise: "Gee, the fire ban on the mountain slogan, that's good. Set the fire on the mountain, sit underneath ... Go up the mountain with a cigarette, detain for 15 days ... Look, is this what happened? "
"Can you call a cigarette and set fire to the sacrifice of the grave? Hurry up and escape, don't watch the excitement here." Wang Degui said impatiently.
"Escape, this can't be ignited, it won't burn." Wang Ping said, took out a rain symbol, flicked it, and flew to the nearest burning point.
These low-end Fulu, Wang Ping grabbed the Fu Luzong practitioner.
The rain rain symbol has always been regarded as a chicken-ribbed rung by Wang Ping'an. Throwing in the system warehouse is almost moldy. I didn't expect to finally have a place to use it today.
Fu Lu activated, and suddenly attracted a damp cloud, bang, bang, a torrential rain, immediately fell, and wiped out the wildfire of a dozen feet.
Ding, merit +1!
Wang Pingan was stunned, but he did not expect that fire fighting can also increase merit.
If I knew this, I would have set fire a long time ago ... Ah, I am not such a person. Even if I accidentally set fire and save the fire, I will not be rewarded for merit.
This point of self-knowledge is still there.
To be human, you still need to be kind.
So Wang Ping's excitement broke down, and a few rain symbols popped out, suddenly black clouds, suspended in the fire area, chasing the fire and rain.
Wang Degui was stunned, and the villagers worshipped on the mountain were also stunned. Some people even took out their mobile phones and silently photographed this miracle, preparing to spread it online and let everyone take a look.
For a long time, Wang Degui thought of it and asked, "Erbao, is this your cultivator's method? Really like a god, walking in the clouds and raining? Can you teach your father?"