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The third Phantom Ghost Hand

Rich people will carry a Swiss watch on their hands. Before Tong Sixi knew it, the gold watch on his wrist had been smoothed out by Ma Erye. He is worthy of being a thief. His speed of shooting is still as good as the 60s. This move is called the Phantom Ghost Hand, which is a unique skill in the thief that year.

Tong Sixi's wolfish ambition is self-evident. He thought that after Master Dong's death, no one in his family could protect the ancient book left by his ancestors. Master Ma Er wanted to give him a warning and told him that as long as Ma Er was there, he would not want to come to the Dong family to act wildly.

Ma Er is a generation younger than Tong Sixi, and they both have their own strengths. He has practiced this skill of quick eyes and quick hands since he was a child, while Tong Sixi's golden dot specializes in Feng Shui and mysterious techniques, how can he see through his tricks!

Ma Er had not taken action for many years, so he got a Swiss gold watch with this move, and it was taken from the master's master's master's master's hand, so he was naturally proud. He hummed a small song and weighed the 6-digit gold watch in his hand to ask for credit.

Wushuang stood in front of the window in his room with his shoulders in his arms, and had already seen it very clearly. When he saw Mr. Ma pushing the door into the room, he smiled and said, "Uncle Second, this ghost hand is still not as brave as he used to be! That person is Tong Sixi? I ​​think that's just that. With his ability, he still wants to take it away?" Wushuang is too young and doesn't understand the dangers of the world. He didn't look up to Tong Sixi, but Ma Er.

"Young Master will sell this watch tomorrow. It's probably enough to buy it..." Suddenly, Ma Er frowned, his spirit just now was completely gone, his whole face twitched slightly, and his face became paler and paler.

"Uncle Second? What's wrong with you?"

"It's broken, I'm careless. It seems that Tong Sixi has two brushes. I thought I'd been silently passing his watch, but I didn't expect that his speed was faster than me, and inadvertently strangled the qi in my left hand." Ma Er tried to lift his left hand, but there was no trace of blood in his left arm, so he didn't listen to his orders at all. He rolled up his sleeves and saw that a fingerprint appeared at the joints of his left arm. Tong Sixi used just the right force, and even hid him, a veteran old thief. If it weren't for the fact that he had just tried his best to find the flaws, I was afraid that this arm would be useless after a long time.

This old thief king was well-informed and quickly tapped the acupoints with his right hand. He waited until the qi and blood were running smoothly again before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young master, you have to go out to hide for two days. This old guy is a top expert. The reason why he dares to come to you today is that he has a thief about that book. If he wants to force himself, no one can stop him. But when we talk about it, I'm not allowed to enter Xing'anling alone."

"The second uncle was actually joking. Why am I going to Xing'anling alone? If I want to go out to hide, I will definitely go to Jiangnan. Miss Gada is so beautiful, haha..."

Ma Er poured a glass of water for Wushuang and handed it over and said, "You kid is something I have grown up since I was a child. I know what you want to shit with your butt. I still want to hide it from me? Just go there. The old man is unwilling to leave. As a descendant, I should inherit his mantle and fulfill his last wish. But if you want to go to Xing'anling, you have to go to find my second uncle first. You kid are too reckless. I can only feel at ease if he leads the way into the mountain."

The second uncle Ma Erye mentioned was Ma Sihai, the eldest disciple of Wu Gongyao back then. Ma Sihai learned the craft of holding treasures from his master. The person who holds treasures with a pair of wise eyes can recognize the treasures in the world. No matter whether it is the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in the mountains, the night pearl in the old clams in the water, or the native dog in the family has a dog treasure in his body, they can't hide it from his naked eyes. It has the same effect as Tong Sixi's golden dot technique.

Ma Sihai is a little older than Mr. Dong, but because Mr. Dong is Wu Gongyao's own son, he is called the eldest brother. However, in terms of real talent and knowledge, he is the only one among his brothers. The three disciples Wu Gongyao accepted during his lifetime learned his skills, but it was his own son's turn to teach him nothing. Mr. Dong followed his father and listened to him and read a lot, and learned a lot, but he didn't have a solid understanding of the various schools. It seems that Wu Gongyao did not want his son to be involved in the bloody storm of the world a hundred years later.

When he was a child, Wushuang followed his grandfather to visit Ma Sihai to Xing'anling. The old man was over 70 years old and still looked radiant, as if he was in his 50s. Especially his brown eyes, he saw through the world and talked about the past and present.

After the liberation, the most free and easy one among the brothers, Ma Sihai was the one who still lived in the ancient Xing'an Mountains covered with pines and cypresses. He carried a hunting rifle into the mountains to hunt, and when he encountered any spiritual objects in the mountains on the way, he would easily exchange for some change. Although his life was simple, it was better than the freedom of a living god.

Ma Sihai has a little granddaughter named Ma Ya, who is two or three years younger than Wushuang. At that time, two old men were drinking tea in the house and recalling the passionate years of their youth. The two children were having fun in the mountains. Now that I think about Ma Ya, it should be nearly twenty years old, and I don’t know if this girl is still as naughty as before.

That night, Wushuang, who was young and unsleeping all night, why did Tong Sixi deliberately get this classical book of thieves? He has made a fortune by relying on his ability to make money, and a luxury car alone is worth millions. What secret does this forty-year-old man still want to see in the "Thief of Heaven"?

In the early morning, before the dawn could shine, Lu Haotian drove to the Dong family to pick up his brothers early.

"Mouse, you go too? Please calm me down? This time, we are not happy to go to Jiangnan more than before. There are dangers everywhere in the secret realm of Xing'anling. You said that even my grandfather has caught it, let alone me?" Wushuang was unwilling to let his good brother lie in the muddy water.

"Oh, let's go quickly, who will follow us? I see my big muscle mass. I dare to follow him to Zhiba from Xing'anling. If I come out, I will definitely ensure that you are foolproof. Tiezi, to be honest, our brothers grew up with bare butts. My buddy is just afraid of you... I'm afraid of you... No, I have to go with you. I'll discuss this matter." Lu Haotian is also stubborn. He has been an old neighbor with Wushuang since he was a child. The two families are like brothers. Before Lu Haotian was born, his father recognized Mr. Dong as his godfather. Last night, his son came back and talked about Wushuang's current situation. His father didn't say anything and threw the car keys and two stacks of money to him.

The boy couldn't help Wushuang saying anything else. He pushed Wushuang into the car, and the two drove onto the highway in the first ray of dawn.

There is nothing to say along the way. The Xing'anling area is a primeval forest that stretches for thousands of miles. The car passes Heihe City, then walks Provincial Highway 310, and finally arrives at Ganhe Town. This place is not far from the pure land that Wushuang remembers when he was a child, but Heilongtun, where Ma Sihai lives, cannot drive, so the two of them can only get off here temporarily. The driving has already exhausted the two young people.

He raised his head and looked at the dazzling stars above his head, breathing the clean air of Xing'anling, and a few drops of burning tears oozed out of his eyes.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying like this young man?"
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