Chapter 371: A Fortunate Person Has Heaven's Favor

No, the father and son obviously aren't preparing to destroy my uncle's corpse!

Wang Ping'an's mind flashed with a brief insight, and his gaze at Du Guan and his son turned ice‑cold; he hadn't forgotten how Zhang Guilian had flattered his aunt not long ago, and he said:

"These pig‑dog‑like father and son clearly have designs on my uncle's Mountain God Token!"

Not long ago.

Zhang Guilian deliberately flattered Li Ping; not only him, even a three‑year‑old could see Zhang Guilian's ulterior motives. His ears and eyes were sharp, and he could faintly hear wave after wave of sarcastic jeers around him.

Even the Zhang Family Members who came to help could see Zhang Guilian's ulterior motives.

Obviously.

It was known that Zhang Deben had become the Lion Ridge Mountain God; Zhang Guilian's family wanted to profit from Zhang Deben again. The Zhang Guilian family, who had not moved for years, nose in the air, completely disregarding Zhang Deben's family, once more sent Zhang Guilian over to deliberately flatter Li Ping.

If it weren't for Du Guan covertly stirring the waters, not even the on‑looking Zhang Family Members would have believed it.

At that time he could see the Zhang Guilian family's shamelessness; he didn't know how Zhang Guilian had previously treated his uncle's family, but since last night his cousin invited the Zhang Guilian family, Zhang Guilian uttered those shameless words, and he personally witnessed Zhang Guilian's attitude upon first arriving at the Zhang household.

It was a world apart from the deliberate flattery Zhang Guilian showed before his aunt not long ago.

No one could have imagined.

The Du father and son now had designs on his uncle's Mountain God Token.

Ah!

After a long while, the Du father and son moved cautiously, daring not to make a sound for fear of waking the sleeping Zhang Family Members and Wang Family Members nearby; after much effort they pried open Zhang Deben's coffin and gently pushed it aside.

Du Wenxuan looked at Zhang Deben's corpse in the coffin, his face turning pale with fright, on the verge of screaming.

As the saying goes: a dead tiger still retains its aura!

Even though Zhang Deben had been bedridden for years and was somewhat frail, his many years traversing Shizi Ling, hunting beast after beast, left a terrifying aura that was still extremely frightening.

What are you shouting for? Are you trying to wake everyone up just to amuse yourself!

Du Guan immediately covered Du Wenxuan's mouth and glared fiercely at him; fortunately he reacted in time, otherwise that dog would have shouted out.

That would have been a huge trouble!

While speaking, Du Guan subconsciously glanced down at Zhang Deben's corpse lying in the coffin; it was startled to some degree, but he was an old veteran and had seen Zhang Deben at his peak, so he wasn't going to be scared into shouting by a corpse.

His gaze was more on the ancient, plain token deliberately placed on Zhang Deben's corpse!

"Mountain God Token!"

Du Guan's eyes lit up instantly, and as he reached to grab it, he suddenly felt water droplets falling on his shoe, soaking it; a bad thought from a ghost story he had once seen flashed through his mind, his pupils contracting, and he said in terror:

"It can't be…"

As Du Guan trembled all over, his face turning pale and shaking, trying to check the surroundings for abnormalities, his peripheral vision suddenly caught water stains dripping from Du Wenxuan's crotch.

Like a tiny river!

Du Guan snapped to attention, glared at Du Wenxuan, and angrily asked, "Did you get scared enough to wet yourself?"

Du Wenxuan was nearly driven to scream by Zhang Deben's corpse; it was no surprise that he was startled the first time he saw it. He had seen dead bodies before, but a corpse as imposing as Zhang Deben's was his first. The brat was already cowardly, so being frightened was normal; he never expected that Du Wenxuan could actually wet his pants from fear.

He couldn't help but doubt again whether this brat was even his own offspring, how could he be so spineless?

Du Wenxuan snapped back to his senses, awkward and at a loss.

"Fine, I'm too lazy to waste words with you; let's seal the coffin first, leaving here is the real business!"

Du Guan suppressed the anger in his heart and said.

Du Wenxuan, while helping to reseal the coffin, asked curiously:

"Father, if we just leave like this, they'll easily figure it out—we've done something bad, fled in fear of punishment; if they catch up to us, or find our home, that'll be trouble."

"Better to stay here; they won't open the coffin to inspect, so they'll never know we took their Mountain God Token!"

"Kid, have you got water in your brain? No, hasn't the water in your head already leaked out of your crotch? How are you still spouting nonsense here?"

Du Guan whispered scoldingly: "Yes, they won't examine Zhang Deben's corpse, but can you guarantee that Zhang Deben won't appear in their dreams and tell them what we did? He might be reporting us right now; if we don't leave now, we may not be able to leave later."

"Father, you're right; let's go quickly!"

You have reached this novel.

Du Wenxuan was startled, recalling that the Zhang Family Members knew Zhang Deben had become the Lion Ridge Mountain God because Zhang Deben had told them in a dream.

Their misdeeds were unknown to others, but Zhang Deben couldn't be unaware; perhaps he was now reporting their crimes in his dreams, making everything clear to the Zhang Family Members.

If the Zhang Family Members learned they had taken Zhang Deben's Mountain God Token, they'd tear the father and son apart without hesitation.

Du Wenxuan followed Du Guan out of the main hall, and just as they were about to leave the courtyard, he suddenly said, "Father, shouldn't we call my mother?"

"Call? How would you call her, when your mother sleeps with your aunt; if you call your mother, wouldn't you wake your aunt too?"

Du Guan snorted coldly: "Don't worry, your mother is at least your uncle's biological sister; even if your uncle's family finds out we took your uncle's Mountain God Token, they won't do anything to your mother!"

Of course.

There was another thought he didn't voice, that he was eager for Zhang Deben's family to deal with Zhang Guilian, preferably ending Zhang Guilian's life.

As the saying goes: the three greatest joys in life are promotion, wealth, and a dead wife.

If it weren't for that tigress Zhang Guilian pressing him, he wouldn't even dare to take a concubine, let alone drink wine at a flower banquet.

"Father…"

Du Wenxuan wanted to say more, but Du Guan had no patience for his chatter, and impatiently said, "Fine, if you want to call, go call; I'm leaving first!"

"No, no, no!"

Du Wenxuan's complexion changed dramatically; he cared for his mother, but expecting her to sacrifice her life for him? That would have to wait for the next life, and he rushed into the carriage outside the courtyard, eager to say:

"Father, we should leave quickly; my mother has good fortune, and when I become the Lion Ridge Mountain God, the Zhang Family won't dare touch my mother!"

(End of chapter)