Chapter 372

【A good person naturally has heavenly favor?】

Wang Ping'an, who was following beside them, couldn't help laughing aloud upon hearing the Du father and son's conversation.

Not to mention that Zhang Guilian and his maternal uncle are siblings; even if they were biological father and son, having done such a thing, even if his uncle were willing to let Zhang Guilian go, the rest of the Zhang Family, and even the people of Zhang Family Village, would not easily let Zhang Guilian off.

How could it be as easy as the Du father and son say?

The Du father and son have committed a heinous act, leaving Zhang Guilian here as if they don't care at all; that Zhang Guilian will face retribution shows how cold-hearted they are.

Du Wenxuan scrambled into the carriage, impatiently saying: "Father, quickly give me the Mountain God Token; I want to see how to use it!"

"Wait a moment!"

Du Guan had the horses ready and said perfunctorily: "Once we reach a safe place, I'll give you the Mountain God Token!"

As they spoke, a flash of harshness flickered in Du Guan's eyes; as for the benefits of becoming the Mountain God, he understood them no less than Du Wenxuan did.

If this Mountain God Token could make him the Mountain God, let alone Du Wenxuan being his good-for-nothing biological son; even if Du Wenxuan were his own father, even the Heavenly King himself, one couldn't expect him to hand over the token.

He risked his life to pry open Zhang Deben's coffin, taking the Mountain God Token from Zhang Deben's corpse—does he really think he's a great father, doing this for Du Wenxuan?

Du Wenxuan complained: "Father, whether you give it now or after we reach a safe place, what's the difference? Anyway, keeping the Mountain God Token on you is useless."

It would be better to just give it to me; who knows, once I figure out how to use this Mountain God Token and become the Mountain God of Shizi Ling, we won't need to flee anymore!

Du Guan seemed not to have heard Du Wenxuan's words, sitting in the carriage, preparing to focus on driving.

【Interesting, truly interesting; it looks like there will be a good show to watch soon!】

Wang Ping'an was about to deal with the Du father and son, after all the Mountain God Token is now in Du Guan's bosom, satisfying the condition to catch the thief red-handed; he couldn't really let these two beasts escape, and just as he was about to act, he clearly noticed the harshness on Du Guan's face, as if he had made some decision.

Combining this father-son duo's dialogue, a flash of inspiration went through Wang Ping'an's mind.

Skill: Ghost Wall!

Wang Ping'an didn't rush to deal with the Du father and son; instead, he wanted to see, for the sake of this Mountain God Token, what lengths the Du family father and son would go to.

Father and son killing each other?

Wang Ping'an didn't know whether he should look forward to it or not.

Who would make father and son kill each other, which is the most tragic thing under heaven, yet precisely because of what the Du father and son have done, their mutual slaughter is deserved.

One lap, two laps, three, four laps…

Under the effect of Ghost Wall, Du Guan urged the swift horse to pull the carriage, running lap after lap around the Zhang Family courtyard, exhausting the horse to the point of panting; only after confirming they had reached a safe place did he rein in the horse to stop.

Du Wenxuan urged impatiently: "Father, we should have reached a safe zone by now; can you give me the Mountain God Token?"

"Still…"

Du Guan was about to refuse when, before he could finish speaking, he caught sight of a wooden stick hanging on the carriage, one of his self-defense items; besides this wooden stick, there was also a sharp weapon; he furtively picked up the wooden stick and said:

"Alright, come out, I'll give you the Mountain God Token right now, you little bastard; I've given you this Mountain God Token—if you can't become the Mountain God of Shizi Ling, just watch how I'll deal with you!"

"Father, you're really underestimating me; even that thing of Zhang Deben can become the Mountain God of Shizi Ling, so why can't I? Just watch—I'll be given this Mountain God Token, and before long I'll become the Mountain God of Shizi Ling..." Du Wenxuan chattered on, unable to hide his inner excitement, for becoming the Mountain God of Shizi Ling would be a great joy; before he could finish speaking, his head had just popped out of the carriage.

"Bang!"

Du Guan struck Du Wenxuan's head hard with a stick, the sound dull, leaving Du Wenxuan with a bloody head wound.

The next moment.

Du Wenxuan slumped unconscious in the carriage, unable to utter a word, his face and eyes filled with utter disbelief.

Obviously.

He never imagined his father would attack him.

Although his father had refused to hand over the Mountain God Token, he faintly sensed something was off, but under the temptation of becoming the Mountain God, his whole being was filled with excitement, thrill, stimulation, and so on, leaving no room to notice the oddness.

"You wretch, I can understand having improper thoughts about other things, but to harbor such thoughts about this Mountain God Token—do you even deserve to possess it?"

Du Guan coldly gazed at Du Wenxuan, who lay limp like a dead dog on the ground, showing not a trace of fatherly affection.

He had raised Du Wenxuan for many years, yet this little bastard was a good-for-nothing, consuming the hard-earned money he had scraped together and bringing back hardly a single copper coin for the household.

This novel you have arrived at.

From childhood, he had sent this brat to study at the school; over the years, he had practically poured all the money the boy earned each year into his education, yet this kid couldn't even compete with Wang Ruhai in studies, not even passing a basic child's examination.

As for this brat, he was actually quite disappointed.

If it weren't for Zhang Guilian, that tigress, keeping him in check, he would have long wanted to take a concubine.

As for taking a concubine with Zhang Guilian again?

He hadn't even thought of it; with this brat being such a big "instrument" and yet turning out this way, it shows Zhang Guilan's nature is no good—no matter how many little tunes he practiced, it would be useless.

Moreover, he would have to waste his money!

Once he becomes the Mountain God of Shizi Ling, would he still need to worry about Zhang Guilian beating him up?

Not to mention Zhang Guilian; even the common folk near Shizi Ling would have to live according to his mood—if a beautiful maiden appeared near Shizi Ling and was offered to him as a concubine—no, rather as a goddess—it would be obligatory.

There are countless opportunities to practice little tunes, so there's no need to bother with this worthless thing anymore.

Du Guan looked at Du Wenxuan with a sinister expression, wanting to give him a harsh lesson; as a result, his life— to vent his hatred—since this thing is a good-for-nothing, he had been angered by it many times; he raised the wooden stick, but in the end he still didn't bring it down, letting out a faint sigh, and said:

"Forget it, no matter what, this brat is ultimately my son; even if I had raised a dog for this many years, I'd have developed feelings for it!"

Having said that, Du Guan grabbed Du Wenxuan's shoulders with both hands and threw him off the carriage; just as he was about to drive the carriage away, a "bang!" sounded—his head felt as if slapped, and he fainted outright.

Wang Ping'an controlled the Paper Person to emerge from behind the scenes, looking at the Du father and son both lying on the ground, he shook his head and thought to himself: "Truly a fine pair of father and son—for a single Mountain God Token, the father almost killed his son!"

(End of chapter)