Everyone slept soundly this night, and Wushuang was not woken up by Lu Haotian's snoring for the first time, he bit the half-pulled sticky bean bag in his mouth and fell unconscious and fell asleep on the kang before he could swallow it. The white-haired and yellow-skinned man was obediently coiled around his pillow like a kitten, and the belated owner also slept sweetly.

He had a dream, and in the dream he returned to the strange Dragon Slaying Ridge, and he knelt in front of the altar staring at the colorful paintings on the stone tablet in a daze. In the painting, grandfather Wu Gongyao and Mo Xiaoqi rode a tall horse chasing and laughing in the forest of the Xing'an Mountains. His body gradually merged with the strange painting, and he leaned against a red pine tree and smiled at the loving little couple.

"Gongyao, please, don't go, okay? No one can find us in the rivers and lakes, why do you have to go to that crack? Please, don't go!" Mo Xiaoqi leaned on Wu Gongyao's strong chest and begged bitterly.

"Sue them, don't look for me after I leave, and if I go, I will die in vain. After I leave, I will leave the 'Thousand Machines Thief' and this map of Russia to our descendants, and we must not come again until the last resort! Xiao Qi, even if I am sorry for you. If you want to blame me...... The descendants of the family are destined not to be able to live like ordinary people. Wu Gongyao in the dream talked about his family affairs in a trance, but at the critical moment, Wushuang did not hear the ancestor's surname.

In a hurry, he rushed over and shouted, "Grandpa, whose descendants are we?"

Wu Gongyao's figure gradually blurred, and his big hand was dragging Mo Xiaoqi to death, but an endless darkness was slowly devouring him, and that infinite power took him away from Mo Xiaoqi alive, and finally disappeared completely into the darkness.

Wushuang struggled desperately, but in the dream he couldn't exert his strength, and his body was extremely weak. Grandma Mo Xiaoqi stroked her grandson's head with pity and protected him in her arms.

"Don't go, child, that crack in the ground is a place of no return, a passage to hell, and a nightmare that there is no return...... Mo Xiaoqi's words echoed in Wushuang's ears for a long time.

"No, no, no!!" Wushuang shouted and woke up from his nightmare and sat up. Tears had soaked through the quilt, and he gasped to wipe the cold sweat from his head. Outside, the sky is bright, and the roosters in the tunzi are scrambling to crow, one higher than the other, which is the unique atmosphere of the countryside.

Lu Haotian snored, the corners of his mouth flowed, Wushuang stuffed the remaining half of the sticky bean bag into his mouth, he actually subconsciously took a few bites in his sleep and swallowed it into his stomach.

Wushuang put on his coat and walked out, sitting on the steps of the small courtyard greedily breathing the fresh air in the mountains, watching the fiery dawn in the east rise little by little and climb up the mountain, the warm sun was too comfortable on his body.

A faint fragrance wafted from his side, and his fragrant hair was blown by the cool summer breeze in the mountains, Ma Yitian didn't want to disturb the purity of the new thief leader, he sat silently beside him and buttoned his coat for him. Grandpa said that after Wushuang got the Kui Fu, he would no longer be the "elder brother" he used to be, and his fate and his life would change with the arrival of the Kui Fu. But Ma Yitian felt that he was still the brother who loved him in every way before, except for ...... In addition to the fact that there seems to be an unknown aura in his eyes at this moment, which is a murderous aura, more than half a century ago, the Northeast bandit Wu Gongyao also relied on this murderous aura to make little Japan frightened, this is the innate murderous aura of the leader of the thief.

"I might have to go back. Wushuang didn't look back and said lightly.

"I know, brother is the leader now, and there are many things waiting for you to do. Ma Yitian is really reluctant to him, the little suspicion between men and women can breed the best feelings in the world, and the ignorant sprouts have been bred in Ma Yitian's heart.

He skillfully exhaled a smoke ring, which was carried higher and higher by Xu Feng, and then he extinguished the cigarette butt and habitually put his hand on the steps beside him. Suddenly, there was a hint of warmth and smoothness in his palm, and Ma Yitian silently clasped his ten fingers, just like the love between Wu Gongyao and Mo Xiaoqi in last night's dream.

His body trembled, turned his face sideways and smiled at this once good sister, the smile was very natural, Ma Yitian's delicate little face leaned on the shoulder of his sweetheart a little bit, closed his eyes and enjoyed the rare warmth.

In front of the window in the east room, a frail old man supported the eaves with his hands and sighed bitterly. It's not that he doesn't want his granddaughter to have a good home, and he also believes that the new thief leader will definitely be a man like his master Wu Gongyao. But they can't be together, he is the leader, he is the only descendant of Wu Gongyao, he must pass on the bloodline of the family, it is destined that his marriage cannot be autonomous, and he cannot choose his beloved girl like other young people.

If it is the Republic of China, the old man is very willing to let his granddaughter fill the house for Wushuang, although the feudal customs of the old society have long been abolished in this era, but the Ma family still adheres to the promise of the past, and guards the leaders of the thieves for generations to be willing to be servants.

"Is there anyone in the house? Is this Ma Sihai's house?" is the old man at home?" shouted a middle-aged man outside the courtyard.

Ma Sihai walked out of the east house, and his granddaughter hurriedly took her little hands back and stood up, for fear of being broken by her grandfather.

"Grandpa, why did you wake up so early? and sleep a little longer...... Grandfather...... Are you ......?" Ma Ya and Wushuang were stunned, Ma Sihai's face in front of him was full of wrinkles, and his gray hair also fell out overnight, or Ma Sihai's age should be like this. But he really grew old overnight.

"The people who came are not good, they are not here to find me, they are here to find the master, girl, take the master into the house to avoid it, and you are not allowed to come out without me!" Ma Sihai seemed to have expected it a long time ago.

Wushuang said: "Second grandfather, it must be Tong Sixi's people who have found it, you can't handle it yourself, I called the rat up, we have a few guys in our hands, I don't believe they dare to come hard?"

"Master obedient, go in, this is Heilongtun, if you want to come here to spread wild, they don't look at which onion they are? Ma Sihai pushed Wushuang into the room.

Ma Sihai pushed open the courtyard door and saw five or six black suits outside the courtyard, these men were not good at first glance, they were all big and round, and their waists were bulging.

"Are you looking for the wrong person? The old man can't remember where he saw you. Ma Sihai replied calmly.

The black suit led by stepped forward and respectfully clasped his fists and saluted: "Jianing has seen my uncle, Tong Sixi is my master, and today Jianing is here to visit my uncle." ”