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"Grandpa's baby grandson, put it away, it will be yours in the future. Grandpa has nothing to leave for you, but as long as you can learn some of the old skills in "The Thousand Mechanics and Thiefs", you can be worry-free forever. But remember, don't hit the fight, this is also your great-grandfather's instructions... cough... cough... cough..." After saying that, the old man began to cough again, and his heartbeat became more and more irregular on the heart rate meter.

"Doctor! Doctor! I want the best doctor! Quick! Go and call!" Wushuang pushed away like crazy and shouted.

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A week later, it happened to be the day when Mr. Dong burned his first seventh year. At midnight, the streets of the northeast were cold and the flames were ignited. The cold wind was swept into the night sky, as if a pair of invisible big hands were greedily asking for it.

Wushuang held his hands behind his back, this once arrogant and frivolous young man became more mature in a few days. "Ah!" He sighed heavily.

"Old Tie, let me be sad. The old man is already in his seventies. He has been a famous figure in Changchun for his whole life. He lives a grand and powerful life, and he is a talented person!" What comforted him was his old classmate and his best friend Lu Haotian. The two children grew up together with their bare butts since childhood.

"Rat, do you know? When the old man left, I saw the unwillingness in his eyes. He was unwilling to die like this. He must have wanted to know what secret is hidden in the cracks in the Xing'anling ground. I can't let him die with his eyes open." Wushuang sat on the curb, lit a cigarette, and said in a sophisticated manner.

"Damn, you crazy! No wonder the old man said you are so brave. You wouldn't go to Xing'anling to retrace the road of the geophysical exploration team without hiding it? Isn't I poured cold water on you? Your grandpa is so good at it? But he was still in the end? Just you? Who doesn't know who, my brother? I'm afraid you've read that book with only half of your understanding, don't you study it thoroughly? You'd better stop calming down. What if... what..." Lu Haotian didn't continue to say that he knew the temper of his good buddy too much, and he couldn't even pull back the ten cows.

"Let's go tomorrow! Don't tell Mr. Ma and my grandma."

Although the Dong family only has Wushuang, it is a big family. Ma Er is equivalent to the old housekeeper in the family. He is the nephew of Mr. Dong's junior brother Ma Sihai. He has been with Mr. Dong since he was a child and is loyal to the Dong family. Although he is usually humble and easy-going to the family, he was a thief in the famous town at that time. It is said that he inherited the ability to fly over the eaves and walk around the walls taught by Wu Gongyao. Even now, he still calls him the second master.

Wushuang was not asleep all night tonight, and the desk lamp was on in the room. He sat on a chair and stared at the Russian map that his great-grandfather Wu Gongyao grabbed from Jin Bihui more than half a century ago. This map was discovered by Wushuang from the mezzanine at the bottom of the small box containing ancient books of the Thieves. During World War I, Tsarist Russia occupied four northeastern provinces and plundered mineral resources. He invested countless manpower and financial resources in the Xing'anling area. Finally, he discovered a golden vein in Laojingou. He never thought that there was an ancient tomb in the Qing Dynasty. He recalled the story told by his grandfather carefully and found that the abandoned Laojingou was also located in the Yilehuli Mountains, which belongs to the same dimension as the mysterious crack in Yilehuli Mountains.

Did the Russian Russians discover some secret in Laojingou? What is the connection between this secret and the mysterious crack? Perhaps the great-grandfather Wu Gongyao had not yet entered the deepest part of the golden vein of Laojingou at that time. There was only a towering Yilehuli Snow Mountain between the crack of this golden vein. Could it be that they were originally connected?

The skill of walking people cannot be learned overnight. Although they grew up beside their grandfather, there are too many ancient taboos hidden in the vast forests of Daxinganling. He is only in his early twenties. He is still young and will inevitably come and return with his temporary energy. He must find a guide.

Mr. Dong's passing has caused waves to the already peaceful world again. The speed of the situation is far beyond what Wushuang, a young man who is not yet experienced in the world, can imagine.

At two o'clock in the morning, an extended Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the old street alley. Three men in black walked down with sunglasses surrounded by a brightly dressed old man.

The old man seemed to be very familiar with the scenery and things here. He walked straight to the Dong family courtyard with the precious dragon-slaying wooden cane and knocked on the door bolt.

"Who? It's midnight, can you let people sleep?" Uncle Chen reluctantly put on his clothes and ran out.

He opened the door and was stunned. When he was young, he was also a knowledgeable master who followed Mr. Dong to travel around the country. He knew at a glance that these four people were not good.

"Who are you looking for?" Uncle Chen said angrily.

"I am Mr. Dong's old friend. I heard that he had just left for a few days. I wanted to burn some paper in front of him to the best of his wishes. Is it convenient?" The old man's words were irresistible and domineering.

"It's too late, sorry, the host has already rested. Please come again tomorrow." Uncle Chen was about to turn around and close the door, but unexpectedly he was blocked by a "black suit".

All the people who can serve Mr. Dong are from the older generation of Guandong beards. Although Mr. Chen has been moving to Changchun for decades, he still has the banditry spirit of his ancestors. He glared at the door with his eyes angrily and shouted: "Master, this is the Dong family, you don't go out to inquire, Humph! Don't talk about you, even if Qiao Si comes, he has to bend his waist!"

Uncle Chen was a loud voice. It didn't matter if this noise was not bad, so he woke Ma Er who had already fallen asleep. Ma Er lay on the window and looked out... His heart trembled suddenly. "Oh! It's amazing, why is it him?"

Mr. Ma hurried out with a pious face full of despicable face and rushed out to meet him. "The distinguished guest is missing before the door is out of the way. Mr. Ma doesn't know that Boss Tong is visiting late at night!" He winked at Uncle Chen and whispered in his ear, "Go and tell me, don't come out no matter what happens, I will deal with it here." According to the rules of the older generation, Wushuang should call him Mr. before he found the Kuifu.

"Haha...Ma Ermai, I'm still so healthy after not seeing me for many years. Why don't you want to invite me, the uncle, to have a cup of tea?" Boss Tong took off the mink hat on his head and handed it to his subordinates.

"That's nature, that's nature, your boss Tong is a distinguished guest. But they..."

"You three are waiting for me in the car." As he said that, Boss Tong turned around and followed Mr. Ma into the back house of Dong's family.

Ma Er first took him to the spiritual throne of Master Dong to sing incense, and then prepared the best Pu'er to let him go to the guest seat. This boss Tong is not an ordinary person. I think there will be no more than three people in the world who can see through his identity. Boss Tong was originally named Tong Sixi. Back then, he was the youngest disciple around Wu Gongyao, the hero of troubled times, and was also the descendant of the Golden Dot lineage. But for some reason, Wu Gongyao finally drove his favorite disciple out of the master. It turns out that Tong Sixi has not had any contact with other brothers for at least fifty years.

Tong Sixi took a sip of tea and went straight to the point, and asked, "Second, I don't want to go around the circle with you, go and call me out."

"Boss Tong came here unfortunately. My husband happened to be not at home today. This child is so playful. Maybe he has gone to Jiangnan to relax or search for his romantic life in Sichuan."

"Is that? It doesn't matter. I have time to wait. Please tell me, and I will say that my fourth grandpa, I want to read "Thousand Mechanics and Thief"." Tong Sixi said with a wicked smile on his lips.

"Okay, I will definitely bring you the words, but you don't know our young master's temper. He is very stubborn. As for whether he borrows it or not, it's his business. Boss Tong, please, Mr. Ma will give it away not far away." Ma Er stood up and shook hands and said goodbye to Tong Sixi respectfully.

If a high-definition camera nearby slowed the screen down a hundred times, you might find a detail that could not be noticed by the naked eye. At the moment when Ma Er shook hands with Tong Sixi, another arm was poked out from his wide cuff. The speed of that arm was as fast as lightning, and it gently slid across Tong Sixi's wrist like a strong wind.
Chapter completed!