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    Although his body had not yet recovered, Yang Zongbao did not rest in bed, but visited several people on the note nearby.

    "Sir, these people are so ungrateful that they are hiding behind closed doors one by one!" Because Yang Zongbao felt that it would be more sincere to come to the door in person, he asked Rigui to drive him around.  The person he visited this time lived in a temple next to the cemetery. When Yang Zongbao went to find him, he had no idea where he was and could only ask the host.  The hostess of the temple had a strong accent, and it took Yang Zongbao and Ri Gui a long time to figure out that the Zhou Changgong they were looking for was growing vegetables in the vegetable field behind the temple.

    "He's growing vegetables, so he didn't say he couldn't see him. If he doesn't come out, we'll go in!" Yang Zongbao comforted the Japanese ghost and didn't rush to find anyone. Instead, he knelt down on the futon in front of the Buddha and faced the Buddha statue.  Kowtowed 9 times.  Japanese ghosts don't believe in ghosts and gods, so they just stand on the sidelines.

    But the host, who had been drowsy all the time, looked at Yang Zongbao a few more times.

    After Yang Zongbao kowtowed, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked up at the three-meter-long Buddha statue in front of him.

    The Buddha statue was supposed to be a copper embryo originally, but after being supported by incense for many years, it has become as black as ink and has a solemn appearance

    "Master!" Yang Zongbao suddenly spoke.

    "Donor?" the host answered from the side.

    "Forget it, it's okay!" As he spoke, Yang Zongbao decided not to say it, got up and took Rigui out of the side door.

    As expected, there is half an acre of vegetable land behind the temple, and an old man is applying manure and fertilizer.

    "Sir, it stinks!" The Japanese ghost saw Yang Zongbao raising his feet and was about to walk into the vegetable field where manure had just been poured, and quickly stopped him.

    "It's okay!" Yang Zongbao was completely concerned and stepped in.

    The old man ignored him and continued to work on his own.  Yang Zongbao stood aside with good temper.

    Finally, when the dung bucket was empty, the old man gave Yang Zongbao a positive look.

    A face full of ravines, two thick gray eyebrows, eyes as big as bells

    "Old man!" Yang Zongbao didn't know what to call him for a moment.

    "I've seen you like this before!" Unexpectedly, Zhou Changgong spoke first: "Is he a child of the Yang family?"

    "Yes!" Although it was strange, Yang Zongbao still agreed.

    "What do you want from me?" Zhou Changgong didn't hesitate.

    Yang Zongbao smiled slightly and explained the whole story.

    After Zhou Changgong heard this, he did not answer immediately. Instead, he squatted on the field ridge, took off the cigarette bag from his waist, and started smoking: "I used to be a long-term worker in your grandma's house. When your grandpa came to marry his wife, I also served him.  He. Your grandfather was bitten by a dog and got leprosy. I saved him with earthwork, so you still have some face in front of your grandfather. "

    "Thank you, old man!" Yang Zongbao hurriedly thanked him.

    "Don't thank me, I haven't promised you yet. Logically speaking, my grandma asked me to help, and I must give her face! But it's not that simple! Your grandpa is good to me, and this is your family's family matter. I can't  Intervene! So you should go back!" Unexpectedly, Zhou Changgong refused.

    "You old man" The Japanese ghost was dissatisfied with the old man's attitude towards Yang Zongbao, so he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to ask for an explanation.

    "Don't threaten me!" Unexpectedly, Zhou Changgong didn't care and rolled up his sleeves.  This rolled up sleeve actually made the Japanese ghost pause.  The tangled purple-red muscles did not match Zhou Changgong¡¯s age.

    "Did you see it?" Zhou Changgong raised his arm: "I want to be serious, you kid can't come within ten steps of me!"

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    Neither Yang Zongbao nor Rigui offered any rebuttal.

    "You guys go back. I'm no longer your parent's employee, there's no point in looking for me!" After Zhou Changgong finished speaking, he was about to drive them away.

    "Well, that's what I'm saying! There's nothing wrong with you, sir! But it's different with my family!" Yang Zongbao was not discouraged by Zhou Changgong's words. Instead, he sat on the ridge of the field and stretched his legs that were numb from squatting.

    "What did you say?" Zhou Changgong's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that the very elegant young man in front of him could be such a rogue: "You want to threaten my family. Isn't this too mean?"

    "Zhou Baochuan is your youngest son, right?" Yang Zongbao took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Changgong: "This is the IOU he wrote to me. He borrowed a lot of money for gambling, and it happened to be in my hands.  superior¡­¡­"

    Zhou Changgong took the IOU and had the urge to tear it up.

    "Uncle, it's okay if you tear it up!" Yang Zongbao saw Zhou Changgong's intention and said, "Isn't it just a few hundred thousand? It is said that you didn't live a good life after leaving the Yang family? You gave birth to three daughters and got married.  No, a younger son is addicted to gambling Isn't that why you live in the temple???¡±

    "Get out of here, get out of here, that brat's matter has nothing to do with me!" Zhou Changgong threw the IOU in front of Yang Zongbao.

    "Uncle, you are so angry!" Yang Zongbao smiled softly: "That's okay, your son is still gambling. Although he has no money, his kidneys, heart, and liver are all money Speaking of this man  It¡¯s really strange. A life is not worth much when taken together, but it can still be worth some money when sold separately!

    "You" Zhou Changgong seemed to have aged ten years instantly: "You are indeed the son of the Yang family!"

    "Concession!" Yang Zongbao clasped his fists.

    ¡°Get out, get out of here!¡± Zhou Changgong shouted angrily.

    "It doesn't matter whether I get out or not, but you just need to get things done!" Yang Zongbao didn't hesitate and let Rigui help him up.

    "I'll take care of the matter for you, but you can't take any more ideas from that brat!" Zhou Changgong jumped.

    "Okay, let's go to the Buddhist hall! Ahem!" Yang Zongbao was not in a hurry to leave.

    "What else do you want?" Zhou Changgong stopped in front of Yang Zongbao.

    "Go and talk to the host!" Yang Zongbao stopped coughing to prevent it from spilling over.

    "What are you talking about?"

    "Uncle, you are too lenient about this!" Yang Zongbao's face turned cold and he suddenly turned his face.

    "Uh!" Seeing Yang Zongbao turning his back, Zhou Changgong was at a loss.

    "Yingsheng, go away, he has seen through us!" The abbot of the temple, who spoke a dialect just now, now speaks standard Mandarin.

    "What's going on? Are you playing double act?" The Japanese ghost also saw something was wrong.

    "How did you tell?" the host walked up to Yang Zongbao and asked.

    "Zhou Changgong went to a private school. Even if he later worked as a long-term worker, he would not be without any literary qualities. Besides, when he mentioned Zhou Baochuan just now, he was too deliberate!" Yang Zongbao shrugged.

    ¡°None of what you said is evidence!¡± the host retorted.

    "Well, this is just a feeling. The servants trained by the Yang family will not be so unruly! Why do you talk to the master?"

    "This is true!" The host was satisfied: "Yingsheng is my apprentice!"

    "What about the thing I asked you just now?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "The things that the master entrusted to me should naturally be done!" The host clasped his hands together and said, "I still hope that you will control my unfilial son!"

    "Why are you helping me? Logically speaking, the old man is also your master?" Yang Zongbao felt uneasy.

    "I am a slave of the Xiao family!"

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    After returning to the car, Yang Zongbao took several sips of water before he recovered.

    "Sir, what's going on?" Rigui suddenly felt like he had traveled through time and space. Why did those people talk like that?

    ¡°It¡¯s just that they tried some trick to fool us!¡± Yang Zongbao explained concisely.

    "Oh! But what does it mean to entrust your son to you? Is it possible that you still have to help him discipline his son?" The Japanese ghost was angry.

    "He is asking for help!" Yang Zongbao sighed.  Zhou Changgong will definitely not be alive this time.  Even if his benefactor dies in front of him, the old man will think about his request.  But I don¡¯t know how much Zhou Changgong¡¯s death will affect the old man.  Yang Zongbao didn't know how many more people would die, but it had to be done.  The old lady made it clear that only human life can make the old man have any scruples.  The old man has believed in fate his whole life and has been studying it

    "Shall we go to the next place?" Rigui asked tentatively.

    "Go! It will be better if you finish running earlier!" After Yang Zongbao said that, he leaned on the sofa to rest.

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    Both sides are preparing.

    "Is your dad at home?"

    After Shen Aimin was brought home, he was not allowed to leave the yard. Whenever he had free time, he was ordered to pull weeds in the yard.  I hadn't seen anyone for ten days and a half, so I was startled when I suddenly heard someone's voice.

    "You, you are" Shen Aimin saw the person asking the question and was so excited that he could not speak.

    "Take me in!" the old monk said lovingly.

    "Okayok" Shen Aimin hurriedly welcomed him in.

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    The storm is coming, and everyone is making their own opinions.

    But the effect of Yang Tianming¡¯s virus was much more powerful than he imagined.  In less than a month, an infectious disease situation has already emerged, and the number of people infected with the virus is increasing exponentially every day

    When Yang Zongbao received the notice, his first reaction was that Yang Tianming was responsible, so he hurriedly contacted him.

    &nbsp"I did it!" Faced with Yang Zongbao's question, Yang Tian was obviously very relaxed.

    "Why, I looked at the symptoms and analyzed the virus. There is no solution. This time you have a real DNA infectious disease! Different from your previous nonsense, this time it is an indiscriminate infection. All animals with DNA will be in danger.  !" Yang Zongbao tried his best to stay calm: "Do you have the antidote? Take it out before things get out of hand!"

    "I'm sorry! I'm only responsible for researching viruses, not treatments!" Yang Tianming waved his hand and said he didn't care: "Besides, things are going so smoothly only with the help of your confidante Qiangwei!"

    "You" Yang Zongbao couldn't catch his breath: "Why did you drag her into the water? She will die!"

    "Are you feeling distressed?" Yang Tianming chuckled: "I didn't expect that my son is still a lover! Don't forget, I am helping you!"

    "Help me or are you harming me?" Yang Zongbao didn't expect that Yang Tianming would go behind his back and do such a shameless thing: "I have already found a way!"

    "What method? Just encourage those old people to commit suicide? In exchange for the old man's sympathy? You are too naive, Yang Zongbao, let me tell you, I am so ruthless, I can't compare to one percent of the old man!" Yang Tianming pointed out Yang  Zongbao left no room for chance.
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