Dong Ye asked his baby grandson every time if he had made a cheat sheet, and Wushuang shrugged his shoulders and didn't explain, and he didn't say much. Dong Ye smiled and touched his grandson's immature face and said, there is a way to steal, as long as the theft method can be used on the right path, it is not a big rebellion. The second generation of great men in our country once said that no matter whether a black cat or a white cat can catch a mouse, it is a good cat, and this era is an era that only looks at the results.

With Dong Ye's acquiescence, coupled with the blood connection, Wushuang can be said to have inherited all the superior bloodlines of the thief door since he was born, and he is many times faster than ordinary people in learning these little tricks.

Wushuang jumped behind the female corpse, stretched out his right hand and put it on her head, and he quickly pressed several important acupuncture points on the female corpse's head with his rootless fingers. Shenting, Zhengying, Shangxing, Daying, Tianrong, Shangguan, Yingxiang...... The speed of the hand was outrageous, and if it had not been seen with one's own eyes, it would have been hard to imagine that such an old-fashioned technique was used by a boy in his early twenties.

Each of his acupuncture points is gently brushed with his fingertips, and the acupuncture points are pressed very accurately every month, according to the records on the thousand machine thieves, a total of 24 acupuncture points, and at the same time, he also has to worry that if the hand speed is slow, once the female corpse returns to the body, he will have to be torn alive, these 24 acupuncture points, in one go, one did not fall, one did not miss, this process only took 2 seconds at most.

Then Wushuang turned to her front, and gently pushed her palm at the door, and the female corpse's body stiffened and leaned directly back, falling to the ground motionless, only her eyes were still glaring angrily.

The female corpse's foul-smelling mouth opened slightly, and for some reason, white mist began to pour out of her seven orifices. The white mist was a little fishy, but the white-haired and yellow-skinned man seemed to like it very much, and jumped in front of the female corpse and sucked it desperately.

"Don't be stunned, come over and help and tie it to the coffin board. Wushuang greeted the remaining Donghu people and the two ringing horses.

"Big cabinet, this time it's really ...... Is it really okay?" said Battle.

"Don't worry, I stole her soul! But the corpse is not governed by her soul, and stealing her soul can only restrain her for a few minutes. Tie her to the coffin board. ”

Everyone rushed up and followed Wushuang's instructions, and firmly tied the female corpse to the gloomy wooden coffin board, and after tying it up, within five minutes, the skin on the surface of the female corpse began to show signs of drying, and as time passed, her corpse gradually began to decompose.

"Brother, how are you? Did you get hurt just now?" Ma Ya felt sorry for her lover, touching here, touching there, for fear that Wushuang would suffer internal injuries somewhere.

"It's okay, it's just a bruise on the back, help me press it twice. ”

"Brother, what ......did you use just now? My grandfather said that soul thieves can't be used casually, it's the same as stealing lives, it's evil magic, and it will be punished by God. ”

"Not yet, we don't have to explain it anymore, and besides, I didn't steal it, it was the white-haired beast who finally digested its soul. He made excuses for himself.

The Donghu people have seen with their own eyes the ghostly means of Wushuang just now, they have been living in the dense forests of the Xing'an Mountains, and they have little contact with the outside world, so their thinking has always been very backward and feudal. At a glance, he recognized that the white-haired and yellow-skinned man who followed Wushuang was a "fairy" with Taoism, and Wushuang could control it at a young age, and the dazzling technique just now...... In their eyes, only the messengers of the gods could do this.

"Prophet, you are the messenger of the Prophet Nakutan! Thank you to the Prophet for saving his pious people!" the three Donghu people knelt on the ground and worshiped Wushuang.

"Come on, I don't have an ignorant people like you, don't worship me!Battle, burn the coffin board!"

"Brother, what should we do next? Go chase the mountain ghost?" Ma Ya asked.

Wushuang said, this mountain ghost escaped this time I'm afraid it will be difficult to catch it again, it escaped from the dense primeval forest is like a fish in water, let's chase it on two legs? But let's get rid of the female zombies left in the tree hole by the Donghu people is also a good deed, I am a trader, never do loss-making business, Lao Tzu is so hard-working, so hung even a small life has been explained, so not easy to do is not to give your grandfather a few more years of longevity?

"Oh, God, you can see, I'm hard enough, right? You can give the old man from all over the world a few more years of life, I'll count one, two, three, if you agree, don't speak." 1，2，3...... Okay, I'll just give you an agreement!"

"Haha...... Brother, aren't you a scoundrel? But...... Thank you anyway, I know you're all for my grandfather. Ma Ya obediently took Wushuang's arm and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Big cabinet, those Donghu people...... Isn't it ......" Battle and Yun Qiang's guns were already aimed at their heads. Regardless of whether he misses or not, he never leaves a living.

Wushuang pressed down his gun, picked up the Donghu savage who was kneeling on the ground and didn't know what the catastrophe was coming, and asked, "I'm very interested in the Extremely Cold Yin Spring you just said, can you tell me more about it?"

The leader of the Donghu people said that his name was Arhan, and he was the leader of this generation of Donghu people, of course, the pure Donghu bloodline now does not exceed a hundred. They are a small tribe hidden in the Hung Yen Mountains, and they usually make a living by hunting. The ancestors of the Donghu people lived in the Great Xing'an Mountains, and later, as recorded in the official history, were slowly sinicized, some evolved into the Xianbei people, some became the ancestors of the Khitan people, and some were integrated into the Han bloodline.

Arhan is one of the few, and his Donghu tribe has a legend from ancient times to the present day that the gods have buried a great secret in a cave under a primitive banyan tree in the Great Khing'an Mountains that can revive the Donghu people. And if you want to enter the Extreme Cold Yin Spring, you must find the White Deer King, and the White Deer King will carry people through the Extreme Cold Yin Spring to the isolated island in the middle of the water, and the secret is hidden on the isolated island.

"Arhan, I'm afraid you can't go to this place for the time being, and besides, you have to return the White Deer King to the Evenks. Wushuang said that he did not know the truth of this legend. However, if it is true, with the few savages of Arhan and them, without sophisticated equipment and no exploration experience, even if there is a White Deer King, it may be difficult for them to come out alive in the extremely cold Yin Spring.

Wushuang estimated the location, this extremely cold yin spring is likely to be connected to the Dobkul River in the Xing'an Mountains, and it is also very likely to be an underground source of the Dobkul River, behind the Dobkul River is the Ilhuli Snow Mountain, and behind the snow-capped mountain is the mysterious crack in the ground. Is there any connection between the two? They are both underground, they all have many legends, and their latitude and longitude are very close, isn't it ......?

ps: In the severe cold, it is too uncomfortable, try to ensure 6000 words today, it may be a little late, please forgive me.