Chapter 180: Evil Cannot Overcome Wickedness

Actually, Wang An's purpose in doing this was to extend the time of the ignition fuse and also to make 4 firecrackers explode together.

When Wang An had run quite a long way, he heard even more shocking "bang-bang" sounds from behind. The explosion sounds of the four firecrackers overlapped, and the sound felt quite powerful. It felt as if the air had been blown apart, basically no different from thunder.

After the "bang-bang," there was the trembling sound of the air. Immediately after, the snow pressed on the branches of the trees not far from the bend fell off one after another, simultaneously emitting a series of "clatter-clatter" sounds.

A few squirrels crawled out of tree holes, squeaking and jumping around in the trees, leaping toward the deeper forest.

Wang An stopped his steps and looked back at the explosion site, a feeling of comfort and satisfaction surging into his heart.

Putting aside the purpose of setting off firecrackers, setting off this stuff is truly damn satisfying!

Only this stuff is what a man should play with!

Wang An ran back and followed the same pattern, setting off an enhanced extra-large firecracker again. After the "bang-bang" sound, Wang An collected the remaining 7 extra-large firecrackers and put them back into the sack.

No matter what you do, you have to pay attention to the issue of numbers. Wang An remembers that those who perform shamanistic rituals always light 3 sticks of incense, and generally, when doing anything, they use 3 as the unit of measurement!

For example, the "best of three" in gambling, for example, "give you three days to consider," for example, "see you in three days," for example, "three sentences without leaving one's old profession," and "three monks drinking water," "three cobblers"... and so on, all use the number "3"!

This is to say, the number 3, when it comes to doing things, definitely has its own logic!

So setting off firecrackers should be 3, or a multiple of 3, 6 or 9. If you set off too many or too few, you really fear it won't have the desired effect.

After setting off the firecrackers, Wang An took out three strings of small whips, still like setting off firecrackers, inserting the ignition fuses of the three strings of small whips into the broken part of a small whip, and then lit the ignition fuse of the small whip.

After a round of "crackling," Wang An's mood became even more comfortable and satisfied. He actually developed a feeling of being pleased with himself, as if he were doing a great cause.

After setting off the small whips, Wang An looked at the two-kickers again. Each two-kicker had two bangs. Setting off this stuff made Wang An a bit troubled.

Mainly because it didn't match the number 3. If he only set off 3, it would be too few, and he felt the deterrent power wouldn't be enough. How the hell should he deal with this?

Wang An lit another cigarette, squatted there, pondering while smoking. Suddenly, Wang An remembered the 108 heroes of Liangshan.

Although this bunch of goods claimed to be acting on behalf of heaven, in plain terms, they were actually a group of bandits. Besides a few good people, the rest were truly not a single good thing!

The slogans were shouted loudly and righteously, but look at the things they did; which one was something a human should do?

Of course, with different perspectives, the way of looking at problems is also different. Right and wrong absolutely cannot be discussed, because the camps are different, so right and wrong are not distinguished!

It's just that some things, once done, will sooner or later bring retribution!

Wang An actually didn't have any thoughts on whether they were good or bad people! Wang An just felt that this bunch of people were all quite wicked, and none of them were easy to mess with, so they must be able to suppress "evil."

Because evil cannot overcome wickedness! Mainly, the number 108 is also not bad, and it can match with 3, simply perfect!

And so, Wang An counted 54 two-kickers and set them off one after another at this bend, "bang," "pong," "bang," "pong"...

The two-kickers in this era were all held by hand. The thumb and index finger pinched the top of the two-kicker, which is the yellow soil mud side. Don't pinch too hard when pinching, just don't let the two-kicker fall off, then use the cigarette or incense in the other hand to light the ignition fuse, and then extend the arm straight.

And then, the two-kicker would go to the sky by itself.

The quality of two-kickers in this era was very good. Everyone held them like this to set them off, but no one had ever heard of anyone's hand being blown up.

Wang An lit 2 cigarettes before setting off all 54 two-kickers. Because Wang An stood there without moving, the ground under Wang An's feet was all black ash, and this circle of black ash was very round. On this vast white road, it looked so bizarre!

After setting off the two-kickers, Wang An was covered in the smell of gunpowder, but Wang An's mood had reached its peak. He was extremely happy and laughing wildly.

Doing things to this extent, it might not be earth-shattering, but it was absolutely more than enough to explode away ghosts and drive away evil.

Whatever this or that, I'll blow you all into smoke!

Finished the work, Wang An smoked a cigarette, hummed a tune, and drove the sled home, shaking his head. The remaining stretch of road was very calm, only Wang An himself was showing off on the sled like a lunatic. When Wang An arrived home, he discovered that his brother-in-law Mu Xueli was leading his sister-in-law Mu Xueting at home. Mu Xueli was sitting on the kang chatting, while Mu Xueting was playing with the two little sisters in the family.

Seeing Wang An enter the room, Mu Xueli hurriedly got off the kang to greet Wang An, and Mu Xueting flew directly into Wang An's arms, sweetly calling "Brother-in-law."

Just as Wang An was holding Mu Xueting, the two little sisters Wang Xiaomei and Wang Xiaoli also flew over, shouting at the same time: "Big brother, big brother."

Wang An hurriedly stretched out his arms and hugged the two little sisters into his arms. At this moment, Wang An, hugging the three sisters together, felt even happier!

Because the three sisters shared by Wang An and Mu Xueqing were gathered together for the first time; it was complete!

Wang An took out the last few pieces of candy from his pocket, peeled off the paper, and put one in each of the three sisters' mouths, then put one in each of their hands. Looking at the last two pieces of candy in his hand, but seeing three sisters in front of him, he secretly put them back into his clothes pocket.

Actually, when Wang An entered the room, there were canned goods and a bowl of malted milk on the kang, and of course, paper.

But in this era, for things like candy, everyone who eats it doesn't know what it means to have eaten enough, or to be tired of it! They keep eating, and keep wanting to eat.

Wang An didn't ask what his brother-in-law came for; it was probably just a casual visit. If there were truly something, he would take the initiative to say it himself.

Sure enough, after chatting for a while, Mu Xueli said: "Brother-in-law, I made a total of 200 wooden clamps. I feel it's about enough. When do you say we go and clamp the sable?"

Wang An was quite surprised upon hearing this. One must know that wooden clamps and clamps for pheasants are completely different, because the board of the wooden clamp, although not big, needs to be sawed out one by one with a saw. That workload is truly not small!

And wooden clamps require relatively high precision. If the force is uneven, they need to be adjusted. If they can't be adjusted, they have to be dismantled and remade.

Otherwise, even if this clamp clamps a sable, the possibility of the sable running away is very high. One sable skin is worth more than 350 yuan, which is 10 months' salary for a formal employee! 20 months' salary for a temporary worker! 70 months' salary for 99% of the national population!

What kind of concept is this? But it ran away, leaving only a few hairs on the clamp. Is it painful? Is it frustrating? Is it cowardly?

That's why Wang An was so surprised. 200 clamps, how long would it take to finish making them?

It must be said that his brother-in-law is truly hardworking. As long as there is an opportunity to make money, he will absolutely grasp it tightly!

Actually, it's not just his brother-in-law. No matter when, there are more hardworking people than non-hardworking people!

Wang An thought for a while and decided to go tomorrow. For things like making money, if one isn't proactive, one must have shit in their head!

Thanks to "Yi Ren" for the reward, thank you, thank you!

Begging for follow-up reads, begging for reward votes.

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