When she got home, Zhang Li was already cooking. She made some of Wu Bei's favorite dishes and steamed crabs.
After a while, Wu Mei also came home from school. As soon as she came back, she said happily: "Brother, guess how much I got in this math simulation?"
Wu Bei blinked: "One hundred and four?"
High school mathematics is very difficult. A score of 130 is considered a high score, and a score of 140 is already at the academic level.
Wu Mei chuckled: "One hundred and four is nothing, this time I got a hundred and forty-six!"
Wu Bei was surprised: "One hundred and forty-six? So high!"
Wu Mei nodded: "Even I was shocked. I was the only one in the school to solve the last question."
Wu Bei gave a thumbs up: "My little girl is amazing!" Naturally, he was very happy about Wu Mei's achievements and praised her repeatedly.
When it was getting dark, someone knocked on the door. Wu Bei went to open the door and saw several middle-aged men standing at the door. He knew these people. They were Man Dawu's brothers. What were they doing here?
The leader was Man Dawu's eldest brother, named Man Da Cang. He had a dark face and smelled of cigarette smoke. He looked around and asked with a smile: "Wu Bei, where is your mother?"
Wu Bei was neither cold nor hot, and refused to let them in. He said, "My mother is busy. Tell me if you have something to say."
Man Dacang coughed and said: "Wu Bei, Dawu and Conghu are still lying in the hospital, and they can't be cured no matter how hard they are treated. I heard that the locust tree in your house has a spiritual power. Can you talk to the locust tree fairy?"
Can you please intercede and let Dawu and Conghu go?"
Wu Bei was secretly amused. He pretended to be thinking, and after a while he said: "Man Dawu and his son are digging trees and removing walls. Do you think the Sophora Tree Fairy can not be angry?"
Man Dacang said quickly: "Yes, yes, don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again in the future. I will let Dawu handle the real estate procedures for your family, and they will be legal and compliant."
Wu Bei said: "Then I will give it a try and see if this Sophora Tree Fairy can give me face. I will inform you when there is news."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." These people were polite and thanked them repeatedly.
After all the brothers left, Wu Bei closed the door and went home for dinner.
After dinner, he continued to treat Zhang Li until she fell asleep. After that, he used Zhenli to open Wu Mei's pulse meridians.
Using Qi to open up the meridians is something that others can do but dare not do, because if one does not do it well, the result will be either madness or stupidity.
However, once the brain meridians are opened, the effect is extremely obvious, and the longer it takes, the stronger Wu Mei's mental development becomes.
By the time Wu Mei fell asleep, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. He got on his bicycle and headed to the county hospital.
The county hospital is the best hospital in Mingyang County, with more than a thousand beds. It is a tertiary hospital with relatively advanced medical equipment.
Soon after, Wu Bei came to the ward and asked nurses Man Dawu and Man Conghu where they were hospitalized.
When he arrived at the ward, he pushed the door open and saw two beds inside, with Man Dawu and Man Conghu and his son lying on them respectively. The two men's faces were ashen, their bodies were shaking from time to time, and their expressions were very painful.
Especially Man Dawu, who felt pain all over his body at the slightest touch and let out a shrill scream.
Taking care of the two of them was Man Dawu's wife, a woman in her fifties, with red eyes, who had stayed up late and worked hard.
Seeing Wu Bei come in, Man Dawu's wife quickly stood up: "Wu Bei, why are you here?"
Wu Bei: "I'll come over and take a look."
Man Dawu's wife began to wipe her tears: "You said these two people who killed a thousand swords, why did they tear down the walls of your house and dig up your trees? It's fine now. I have offended the Sophora Tree Fairy and I have to bear the consequences."
Wu Bei: "This afternoon, Man Dacang and the others came to find me and asked me to ask the Sophora Tree Fairy to intercede. I did so."
Man Dawu's wife perked up: "Wu Bei, what did the Sophora Tree Fairy say?"
Wu Bei pretended to be surprised: "I took a nap at night, and the Sophora Tree Fairy gave me a dream. It said that Man Dawu had done a lot of bad things and should have been severely punished. But it was because I was interceding for him.
, decided to forgive him."
"Really?" Man Dawu's wife was overjoyed, "Won't the Sophora Tree Fairy punish him?"
Wu Bei looked solemn: "But the Sophora Tree Immortal said that he can be exempted from death, but not alive. After they wake up, they will kneel in front of the big locust tree for a day and a night, and kowtow once every minute."
Man Dawu's wife quickly said: "Okay, as long as the person is fine, we will accept it even if he kneels for two days!"
Wu Bei nodded, then pretended to go to the bed to check on the patient, and secretly removed the golden needle. As soon as the golden needle came out, the two of them became obviously much quieter.
Seeing this scene, Man Dawu's daughter-in-law pretended that the locust tree appeared and quickly prayed with her hands together and muttered some words.
Wu Bei left quickly. Under normal circumstances, Man Dawu and his son would be able to recover tomorrow. However, his anger did not go away, so he asked them to kneel in front of the locust tree for a day and a night.
After walking out of the ward, Wu Bei went to the nurse's station to ask about Song Shijin's location.
Song Shijin's family was rich and he lived in the ICU ward, where he spent ten thousand or twenty thousand a day. When Wu Bei arrived near the ward, he looked through the door and saw Song Shijin lying inside, dying.
There was a group of people guarding the door of the ward, including a middle-aged couple with red eyes. Next to them was an old lady with a serious expression and her eyes staring straight at the door of the ward.
Wu Bei's appearance attracted the attention of these people. The middle-aged man glanced at it, then stood up and said, "Are you Wu Bei?"
Of course he knew Wu Bei. Wu Zhendong, whose son Song Shijin was killed by a car, was Wu Bei's father. When Wu Bei investigated the truth of the matter, he was the one who ordered the beating, which ultimately led to Wu Bei's negligent wounding and two years in prison.
Wu Bei also recognized this middle-aged man. He was Song Shijin's father, Song Hongbin, the second generation head of the Song family. The Song family had great influence in Mingyang County. When the Song family celebrated their birthdays, even the county prince had to come to congratulate him.
"It's me." Wu Bei looked calm.
Song Hongbin took a few steps forward, and behind him, several strong bodyguards also followed.
He looked Wu Bei up and down: "You are actually released from prison! I remember that you should have been sentenced to seven years."
Wu Bei said calmly: "I behaved well and made meritorious service, so my sentence has been reduced."
"What are you doing here?" Song Hongbin frowned. How did he know about the news about his son's accident?
Wu Bei smiled and said: "I heard that Song Shijin was going to die, so I came over to see him off on his last journey."
"You..." Song Hongbin's face turned red with anger, "You are talking nonsense, Shijin is very nice!"
"Really? Isn't he the one lying in the ICU?" Wu Bei said with a smile on his face, "This bitch can still get away with killing my father. But the cycle of retribution means that he also has this day! I have to thank God!"
"Boy! Don't act wild here!" Song Hongbin was so angry that his liver ached, and he waved his hand, signaling for the bodyguard to take action.
Two bodyguards rushed towards Wu Bei to subdue him. Wu Bei stepped back and did not conflict with them. He said coldly: "Song Hongbin, you are not a thing. I curse you to be haunted by nightmares forever. Life is worse than death!"
After saying that, he turned around and left. Song Hongbin was so angry that he kicked down the trash can next to him and yelled at the bodyguard: "Go after me and beat me hard!"
However, when the bodyguard rushed out, Wu Bei had already disappeared. In fact, he had not gone far. He was standing on the roof of the building, looking across the ground, staring at Song Hongbin.
"If you hadn't raised a trash offspring like Song Shijin, my father would not have died! Song Hongbin, be prepared to endure endless pain!"
He sat down cross-legged and began to cast an ancient spell, the Great Nightmare Curse. This spell can cause nightmares and make people unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, making life worse than death!
A series of strange syllables came out of his mouth. These syllables could not be heard by normal people, but they had extremely strong penetrating power. They penetrated through the floor and all affected Song Hongbin's body.
Song Hongbin was still angry when he suddenly felt cold all over and shivered subconsciously.
This chapter has been completed!