At the end of the ending, Wu Xie returned to Changsha wearing Sanye's mask and holding the white wooden box.
He discovered a basement from the third uncle's room, and also learned about the third uncle's plan, a plan to free the Nine Gates from "it"'s control, causing the seemingly powerful "it" to fall apart and be completely destroyed.<
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The Wu family almost sacrificed three generations for this plan. The third generation himself committed suicide - and the third uncle would never allow the plan to be implemented until 90%, so he became the last person in the plan.
He must complete the plan 100% and not let "it" have any possibility of resurgence.
And this "it" is the ultimate cause of the death of the wooden fish.
His game is not over yet.
The level of caution of the people involved in this game is unimaginable. The calculations, scheming, control, courage and endurance of the seniors, and their actions in strategizing all this are terrifying.
The third uncle's house is surrounded by ghosts and ghosts, and there is an extremely huge secret buried inside, a remnant of a huge game.
According to Muyu's reminder, he had already guessed what was buried inside.
That is a "killing mace", a "killing mace" that cannot be used easily. If this thing comes to the world, it will destroy all the dependencies of "it".
Not long ago, that organization finally completely disappeared, and that huge and ridiculous secret was completely burned by a fire. All this will forever become a historical dust that cannot be revealed, and no one knows that it ever existed.
Passed.
However, "it" is still there, and the "it" that is deeper than the organization is still there. "It" is bigger and more dangerous than the organization.
He hasn't dared to open it yet to read what was written in the letter Muyu left him, but he already knows that Muyu's plan and his third uncle's plan are connected and overlapping.
There must have been some exchanges between Uncle San and Muyu when they were in Snake Marsh. Even though they may not have contacted each other again, the progress of the plan was extremely clear in their hearts. This was a tacit understanding that transcended the constraints of time and space.<
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Muyu completed an important part of his own plan and broke the death trap set by "it". So what about the third uncle? Where will the third uncle be now?
The man said, "We still have a long way to go." He almost got trapped underneath.
Wu Xie silently cursed, unconsciously touched his face, and looked in the mirror again.
The door was suddenly knocked twice. Wu Xie turned his head subconsciously, and his cold eyes met Pan Zi who came in with food.
Pan Zi was stunned for a moment, and he didn't come back to his senses until he saw Wu Xie turning around to pack up the information on the table.
That look just now, really, really looks like Mr. San.
"What are you doing standing around? Let's eat and eat." Wu Xie piled the information aside, "I'm so hungry."
"Okay, Third Master, today I'm going to mention your favorite Longjing shrimps and Dongpo pork."
"Not bad." Wu Xie smiled a little, raised his chopsticks and tapped them on the table.
Pan Zi took out another bottle of Moutai and asked, "Third Master, would you like some?"
Wu Xie shoveled the rice into his mouth fiercely and said vaguely: "It's full."
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In the next few months, a lot of things happened.
After dealing with the initial wave of turmoil, Wu Xie's life slowly returned to normal. He used his identity as the third uncle to tell his subordinates that Mr. Wu was going to inspect other places for a period of time, and the business of the shop would be handed over to his nephew.
Li, Pan Zi’s current task is to assist the mistress.
Jie Yuchen's men secretly came from the capital and removed the mask from his face in the secret cabin Xiaohua built for him.
He became Wu Xie again, the innocent mistress.
But he didn't have extra time to be sad. Even after taking off the mask, he was no longer fragile. Under Pan Zi's teaching and the reality, he learned the necessary strength, bravery, determination, responsibility, and bloody battles.
Cruel.
On the day he took off his mask, he set up a big table of wine in the courtyard to pay homage to the sky, the earth, his elders, his brothers, and everything else.
At the end of the drinking, he started rolling around and made Wang Mengmeng get into trouble, so he asked him to drive him back to Zaishui in a big golden cup.
Sitting on the railing of the pavilion, he swayed his legs and thought endlessly, recalling everything he could recall.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of white like moonlight, passing through the pool under his eyes.
He suddenly became interested and stared at the white color that swam very fast. He found that it was a very rare white grass goldfish. Its whole body was silvery white. Under the cool moonlight, the water rippled and the whole fish was covered with cloth.
Spiritual and very beautiful.
He kept staring at the fish, as if training his sharp eyes, until the fish got tired of swimming, surfaced, and hid under the lotus leaf. It stared at Wu Xie with its big round eyes, not dodging or avoiding, and was very calm.
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"You will look at me, right." He said to himself facing the fish.
He didn't know how long he had been sitting quietly, but suddenly there was a slight coolness on his face. He looked above the lotus pond and found that it was foggy. Since the beginning of winter, the pond surrounded by rockeries and pavilions has been rising every morning.
Fog.
It is already December, the temperature in Hangzhou has dropped sharply, the grass and trees are covered with frost, and the snow is about to fall. Several fruit trees in the courtyard are already covered with a layer of rustling frost. "It's foggy, boss, let's go back." Wang Mengmeng shivered, wrapped in a big cotton coat, and could hardly open his eyes due to sleepiness.
"Not going back."
Wu Xie jumped down from the railing and stamped his cold feet on the spot. After feeling the warmth brought by the return of blood, he lifted his feet and walked out of the pavilion.
"Where to go?"
Wang Mengmeng quickly followed him.
"Sleep."
"Aren't you going back to Wushanju?"
"I woke up in the afternoon."
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After taking off the mask, the old guys in various halls initially deceived Wu Xie and made some minor troubles to test him.
However, Wu Xie, who has figured out their background, will naturally have a way to deal with them. He is no longer afraid at all. After losing everything he can lose, he no longer thinks so much and is indecisive. He will take action when it is time to take action.<
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After the second uncle learned that he had taken over the third uncle's stall, he called him and told him that the whip was in his hands and he should be decisive. Whether to discard or keep it was under the control of the whip holder, and the excess weeds had to be cleared away.
Everyone wants to step on an untidy lawn.
Wu Xie felt that he thought the same way, and the warning signs on the lawn had to be erected in their hearts to be effective.
So he sharpened his knife and slaughtered the cattle and horses that were causing trouble one by one. What was he afraid of? Xiaohua sent ten bodyguards to him.
After the gang on Dao'er eliminated a wave of unsuitable guys and gradually replaced them with guys who were more adaptable to Wu Xie's rhythm, some old diehards who were temporarily unable to move sadly discovered that this newly appointed mistress was nothing.
A soft persimmon who is easy to rub, he is worthy of being the successor brought out by the third master. He uses both kindness and power to act more slippery than the third master.
Wu Xie used a total of three stages to deal with these things. The first stage was when he was playing the role of third uncle. With the help of Pan Zi, he figured out the rules and organized everything smoothly. In his heart, he knew which way to go.
We already have a very clear plan.
The second stage is accumulation and development, and how to run a plate. There are tips for this. Pan Zi has been with his third uncle for a long time, and he can definitely be Wu Xie's teacher in this regard. Wu Xie himself gradually figured out the secrets.
I learned some tips from the old fox.
It turns out that when you have done something very completely, especially after you have skipped the primitive accumulation stage and developed to a certain level, things will become easier and easier to come by, because you have the opportunity to make mistakes, and you have the opportunity to make mistakes.
If the opportunity turns around and any overall gain is greater than the loss, your system will survive.
The third stage is the combination of kindness and power. He implemented this stage very beautifully. Even Pan Zi sometimes lamented that the third master is a very qualified leader. When watching the third master wave his hands and make arrangements, there will be an ancient feeling.
The feeling of military advisors arranging troops.
Pan Zi is an old man, so Wu Xie is a little complacent to receive such high praise from such an old man.
Overall, Uncle San's handicaps are running smoothly. Wu Xie has gradually gained some say in the south, which also gives him more qualifications to do what he wants and should do.
Although it is not as public and prosperous as when the third uncle was here, sometimes the profit calculated at the end of the month is actually one or two percent more than when the third uncle was here.
Wu Xie is a person who is easily satisfied, and this is enough.
Even though he still dreamed of that terrible scene sometimes at night, he slowly accepted it, tried hard to listen, and tried hard to see. Gradually, the thick fog in his dreams began to dissipate.
He also saw clearly what Muyu said.
"Innocent, you have to move forward. When the time comes, escaping is the stupidest and worst solution. Only by spreading out can the pain be gradually alleviated."
"Spread out, spread out..."
Wu Xie woke up from his sleep and wanted to drink water. He found that the cup on the bedside table was empty, so he put on his slippers and went to get a glass of water.
When I passed by the window, I noticed that the moon tonight was so big and as bright as jade. The area in the center of the yard was illuminated very brightly, like a stage where the light was focused.
He suddenly had an impulse, so he drank the rest of the water in one sip, opened the door and ran out, stood in the moonlight, raised his hands high in a posture like the sun and the moon, and then raised his arms and legs with his eyes closed.
, did a set of Tai Chi.
When Wang Mengmeng yawned and came out to fill the water, he found his boss standing in the middle of the yard wearing only pajamas, breathing in the air conditioner and frozen into a pile of dog.
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As for the Huo family, after Xiuxiu disappeared with the urn and ring, Xie Yuchen completely broke off the cooperation with the Huo family.
Whoever takes over this mess will be in trouble. Let Huo Youxue and Hodolf and all kinds of ghosts and snakes fight. If they can't master the core secrets, they will fight again.
I have to say that Mrs. Huo’s skills are really lasting.
Wu Xie represented the Wu family in Hangzhou and Changsha and also expressed his attitude.
He knew that Huo Zhongling and the others left by Xiaohua and the old lady were here, and Xiuxiu would definitely come back in the future to take back the Huo family.
Let’s talk about the fat man again.
While Wu Xie was busy every day with the soles of his feet hitting the back of his head, his grandson had been staying in Banai to tour the mountains and rivers, and to build and develop the tourism industry there. It was so popular that the Yuncai family also took him back and held a wedding in Banai.
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Fortunately, the date was set for half a year, otherwise Wu Xie would not have been able to attend with his third uncle’s old face.
After Fatty's invitation was sent, Wu Xie took the wooden fish's gift from Zaishui, took Xiaohua's big red envelope, and rushed to Banai with Pan Zi.
The wedding was so lively that the fat man, this good-for-nothing, almost cried with joy.
After the banquet was over, Wu Xie took the wooden fish's gift from the car and gave it to the fat man.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to open the white jade box.
A piece of letter paper was folded on top and opened. Inside was a familiar brushstroke, a wedding message written by Muyu in small seal script.
The light cold melts into the jade dusk, and I will praise IKEA from now on
Everything you ask for will come true, and the rest of your journey will be smooth
Much joy, everlasting peace
Worry-free and long-lasting health
Always happy and happy
Everything goes smoothly and everything is happy
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The fat man's eyes were a little red, especially after seeing the fiery red Tibetan Sherpa bead in the box, he almost shed tears.
"This brat..."
Wu Xie silently handed him a bowl of fruit wine.
The two of them sat by the well, facing the moon and the two shadows on the ground, and drank jar after jar of fruit wine. In the end, they didn't even know when the wine was replaced by sweet water by Agui and Yuncai, who were worried about them. In the afternoon of the next day, Wu Xie woke up, called Pan Zi, said hello to Yun Cai, and left Banai before the fat man woke up.
As Pan Zi drove the car, the green mountains outside the window seemed to be chasing them. Looking from a distance, the mountains and plains were filled with lush colors.
Wu Xie looked at the sika deer on the bridge and asked, "I didn't bother to ask before, how are you and Sister Lu doing now?"
Pan Zi was silent for a long time, and then said with a wry smile: "Just like that, I am not the right person for her. She is too clean, but I am covered in mud. She should stand in a bright and dazzling place. I can't drag her into the mud."
It's not fair to her."
Wu Xie moved his lips, wanting to say something, but he really didn't know what to say.
He knew that this was the result of Pan Zi's careful consideration.
I touched my pocket and found that I had finished my chewing gum, so I had to take out two cigarettes, handed one to Pan Zi, lit it, and said silently in my mind, "I remember, this is the first one today, and there are no more than three cigarettes a day."
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"What if you regret it in the future?" He finally asked.
Pan Zi didn't say anything, but finished the cigarette very quickly.
At this moment, Wu Xie's phone rang. When he saw the caller ID, he clicked his tongue and was too lazy to answer it.
Pan Zi caught a glimpse of the name, and tacitly slowed down the car, leaving the old guys at the entrance to wait. There were so many things going on every day, and he really thought that the mistress was Bao Qingtian who was solving the case.
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In fact, not long after returning from Banai, Xie Yuchen came to see Wu Xie in person and put forward some of his ideas.
"Do you still remember what Muyu said at the beginning of the video?"
At that time, Wu Xie was overwhelmed by the complicated files, and the blue bags under his eyes were almost hanging on the bridge of his nose. His mind was still immersed in the documents in his hand, and he couldn't recover after hearing the words, "What?
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Xie Yuchen clicked his tongue, "The video was automatically deleted. Did your brain also be automatically deleted?"
"Maybe it's death, maybe it's being taken somewhere, or maybe it's completely disappeared." Wu Xie murmured and repeated this sentence.
"That's right." Xie Yuchen snapped his fingers and turned around to find a place to sit down, but found that the chairs were piled with various materials, so he had no choice but to continue standing.
"I thought about it carefully later, and we didn't find his body. This means that either the body was really buried somewhere where we couldn't find it, or..."
"He was taken away!"
Wu Xie suddenly stood up, and the thin blanket on his knees fell to the ground. He almost knocked over the chair with him.
Light burst out from his eyes again, and he walked back and forth on the same spot, muttering to himself in a daze, "Muyu must still be alive. He is so smart that he will not leave himself a backup plan."
"Who will take him away?"
Is it "it"? Was Muyu locked up? Just like Chen Wenjin and others back then!
"We have to save him!" Wu Xie stared at Jie Yuchen fiercely, his tone was firm and unquestionable, "He is waiting for us."
Jie Yuchen clapped perfunctorily, "Congratulations on finally figuring it out. Go wash your face first. It's time for you to open the things he left for you."
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On this day, Wu Xie had just finished finishing a bunch of messy things at hand, holding a big bowl under the eaves, eating noodles in a daze.
Suddenly, a dark figure walked in at the door of the arcade. As soon as he came in, he sat at the table and took away another bowl of fried noodles.
Wu Xie was furious, "You damn blind man, put the bowl down for me!"
The blind man turned a deaf ear and took a leisurely bite of noodles. He looked at the plate of cold tomatoes on the table and said, "It would be great if there was a plate of fried meat with green peppers."
"If you want to eat, stir-fry it yourself." Wu Xie put down the bowl and went to grab it, "Give me the rice, I'm not even full yet."
The black blind man dodged with a slight sway. Wu Xie pursued him persistently, but he jumped onto the wall.
Wu Xie gritted his teeth angrily, "How come your face looks like it has been reinforced with cement and is as thick as pig skin? I know you very well and you just come here to help me?"
"Good disciple, come here, call me master and I'll listen." The black blind man laughed so hard that he deserved a beating.
Wu Xie sneered, "Call your mother a rotten winter melon."
Then he took a step back and clapped his hands gracefully.
Suddenly, from some corner of the house, ten cold-faced guys wearing white shorts suddenly appeared, staring eagerly at the black blind man on the wall, standing in rows, and the surging momentum almost destroyed the room.
The top is overturned.
Wu Xie sat back proudly, "Do you know why they are all wearing white clothes?"
The black blind man answered the question calmly, "Why?"
"Of course it's to ensure that there won't be dust on your body during the fight."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ten guys in white started flying over the walls and attacking the black blind man together.
Wu Xie happily continued to eat the noodles. In order to prevent the dust from flying into the bowl, he hid a little away. Unexpectedly, he only took three mouthfuls when someone grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up.
The smiling voice of the black blind man came from behind him, "Little Third Master, when boss Xie gave you these ten people, didn't he mention to you that all their instructors were trained by me?"
"?" Wu Xie took a closer look and saw that the ten men in white were all lying on the ground twitching, and the empty noodle bowl was still on one of them's head.
What a shame! What a shame!
"This is unscientific!" he shouted.
The blind man put an electric baton in front of his eyes and shook it, "It's very scientific."
A man who knows the current affairs is a hero. Wu Xie said in a gentle tone, "What are you doing today, old man?"
Before letting go of him, the blind man pinched the joints on his body, touched and pulled them, "Although the bones are old, there is still a quick fix."
Wu Xie remembered what he said before that he wanted to accept him as his apprentice, and he became more confused and asked, "Are you serious?"
"Of course." Hei Xiazi strolled into the hall, picked up the teapot on the table and tested the temperature, then poured a cup, walked back and put it in front of Wu Xie, "Here, toast this bowl of tea, from now on I will
You are now a master."
Wu Xie had already figured out the key and looked at him coldly, "Who asked you to come?"
"Entrusted by an old friend."
The blind man looked at him and said calmly: "It's up to you whether you want to accept it or not. The deposit will not be refunded anyway."
Wu Xie's eyelids trembled, and a name was about to come out in his heart. He whispered: "Is it him?"
Heixiazi did not admit or deny, "Whoever you are thinking about is who you are."
"What do you want to teach me?" Wu Xie picked up the cup of tea.
"I will teach you whatever you want to learn." Black Blind Man urged him, "Think about it quickly, the tea is getting cold."
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When everything falls asleep, only the fragrance of Tibetan sea flowers scatters in the heavy snow, quiet, peaceful and peaceful.
Thank you [Ao Tianju], [Chenfeng Wuyan], [Bu Nian] and other bosses for their rewards, I appreciate them.
The original story of Stealing a Biography is over, and tomorrow the prequel of The Resurrection - Hidden Sea Flower will begin.
