"Grandpa's precious grandson, put it away, it will be yours in the future, grandpa has nothing to leave you, but as long as you can learn a little bit of the old craft in this book, you can live without worry. But remember, don't bump into the fight, this is also your grandfather's instructions...... Cough...... Cough...... cough ......" After speaking, the old man began to cough heavily, and his heartbeat on the heart rate meter became more and more irregular.

"Doctor, doctor, I want the best doctor, hurry, hurry, scream!" Wushuang pushed away the crowd and yelled.

......

A week later, it happened to be the day when Dong Ye burned his first seven days. At midnight, the cold wind was blowing on the streets of the Northeast, and the dark coins were swept into the night sky by the cold wind, as if a pair of invisible hands were greedily asking for it.

With his hands behind his back, this once arrogant and arrogant young man has gained a little more maturity in a few days. "Hey!" he sighed heavily.

"Lao Tie, let's mourn, the old man is already in his prime, and he is also the number one person in our Changchun in this life, and he is vigorous and vigorous, enough for this!" "It was his old classmate and best buddy Lu Haotian who comforted him, and the two children grew up together with bare buttocks since childhood.

"Mouse, do you know, when the old man was leaving, I saw unwillingness in his eyes, he was unwilling to die like this, he must be very curious to know what secrets are hidden in the cracks of the Xing'an Mountains, I can't let his old man die blindly. Wushuang sat on the curb of the road, lit a cigarette, and said with a smoke ring spitting out a smoke ring.

"Damn, you madman! No wonder the old man said that you are bold, should you not hide from them and go to Xing'anling to retake the road of the geophysical reconnaissance team? Lao Tie, I didn't pour cold water on you, your grandfather had a good way, right? But didn't he also plant himself in it when he came? It's up to you? Who of us buddies doesn't know who? I'm afraid you read that book and haven't studied it thoroughly? You better stop and stop. In case of...... In case ......" Lu Haotian didn't continue, he knew his good buddy's temper too well, and he couldn't pull back ten cows for what he decided.

"Leave tomorrow! Don't tell Second Master Ma and my grandmother. ”

The Dong family doesn't look at it as only one grandson, Wushuang, but it is a big family. Ma Er is equivalent to the role of the old housekeeper at home, he is the nephew of Dong Ye's younger brother Ma Sihai, he has been with Dong Ye since he was a child, and he is loyal to the Dong family. Don't look at his usual humble and easy-going family, but when he was just liberated, he was the king of thieves in all directions, and it is said that he inherited the ability to fly the eaves and walk the wall taught by Wu Gongyao. Even now, the rivers and lakes still call him the second master.

Wushuang stayed up all night tonight, with a desk lamp on in the room, and he sat on a chair staring at the map of Russia that his grandfather Wu Gongyao snatched from Jin Bihui more than half a century ago. This map was discovered by Mushuang from the bottom mezzanine of a small box containing the ancient books of the thief. During World War I, Tsarist Russia occupied the four northeastern provinces, plundered mineral resources on a large scale, and invested countless manpower and financial resources in the Xing'an Mountains, and finally discovered a gold vein in Laojingou, never thinking that there was an ancient tomb of the Qing Dynasty hidden in the gold vein. He carefully recalled the story told by his grandfather, and found that this abandoned old golden ditch was also located in the Yilkuri Mountain, which belonged to the same dimension as the mysterious crack in the Yilkuri Mountain.

Could it be that the Russian old Maozi discovered some secret in the old golden ditch back then, and what is the connection between this secret and the mysterious crack? Perhaps the grandfather Wu Gongyao had not yet entered the deepest part of the golden vein of the old golden ditch at that time. Between this golden vein and the crack in the ground, there is only a towering Ilhuli Snow Mountain, could it be that they are connected to each other?

The craft of the mountain walker is not something that can be learned overnight, although he grew up beside his grandfather, but there are too many ancient taboos hidden in the vast forests of the Great Xing'an Mountains, he is only in his early twenties, and it is inevitable that he will not return to the blood of the moment. He had to find a guide.

Dong Ye's death made the already peaceful rivers and lakes re-set off waves, and the speed of the momentum was far beyond the imagination of Wushuang, a young man who was not deeply involved in the world.

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

The old man seemed to be very familiar with the scenery and things here, and walked straight to the Dong family's compound with the precious dragon descending wooden cane and knocked on the door bolt.

"Who? In the middle of the night, you still don't 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 also followed Dong Ye to the north and south to see the well-informed master, and he knew at a glance that these four people were not good.

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

"I'm Dong Ye's old friend, I heard that he just left a few days ago, I think it's enough to burn some paper in front of his spirit, is it convenient?" The old man's words were full of domineering that people couldn't refuse.

"It's too late, I'm sorry, the lord's house has already rested, please come back tomorrow. Chen Bogang wanted to close the door with his hand, but was unexpectedly blocked by a "black suit" reaching out.

The people who can serve by Dong Ye's side are all from the older generation of Kanto beards, although this Uncle Chen has been moving to Changchun for decades, he is still stained with the gangsterism of his ancestors. He glared angrily in front of the door and shouted: "Master, this Gadda is the Dong family, you don't go out to inquire, hmph! Don't talk about you, even if Qiao Si comes, you have to bow your waist!"

Uncle Chen is a loud voice, this noise doesn't matter, and Ma Er, who was already asleep, woke up. Ma Er leaned on the window and looked outside...... My heart trembled. "Oh!

Second Master Ma hurriedly ran out to meet him with a face full of humility. "The distinguished guest is not far away, Ma someone doesn't know that Boss Tong's late night visit is disrespectful!" He gave Uncle Chen a look, whispered in his ear, and instructed: "Go and tell Master Sù, don't come out no matter what happens, I'll deal with it here." "According to the rules of the older generation, Wushuang should call him Master before he found the Kui Fu.

"Huh...... Second Master Ma, I haven't seen my body for many years and my body is still so healthy, why, don't you want to invite my uncle to go in for a cup of tea?" Boss Tong casually 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 wait for me in the car. With that, Boss Tong turned around and followed Ma Erye into the back house of the Dong family.

Ma Er first took him to Dong Ye's spiritual seat to offer incense, and then prepared a good Pu'er and gave him a guest seat. This Boss Tong is not an ordinary person, and there will be no more than three people in the world who can recognize his identity. Boss Tong's original name was Tong Sixi, who was the youngest disciple of Wu Gongyao, the hero of the troubled times, and the descendant of the Golden Point lineage. It's just that somehow, Wu Gongyao finally expelled this favorite disciple from the sect, and Tong Sixi has not had a past with other brothers and sisters for at least fifty years.

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

"It's unfortunate that Boss Tong came, the master happened to be not at home today, this kid is playful, maybe he went to Jiangnan to relax, or he went to Sichuan and Shu to find romance. ”

"Yes, it's okay, I have time to wait. Please tell the master, just say that his fourth grandfather wants to borrow it. Tong Sixi said with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, I'll bring it, but you don't know our master's temper, he's very stubborn, and it's his business whether he borrows it or not. Boss Tong, please, Ma someone will not be far away. Ma Er stood up and respectfully shook hands with Tong Sixi and said goodbye.

If there is a high-definition camera nearby that slows down the picture by a hundred times, you may find a detail that cannot be detected by the naked eye, at the moment when Ma Er shook hands with Tong Sixi, another arm poked out from his wide cuffs, and the speed of that arm was as fast as lightning, like a strong wind gently skimming Tong Sixi's wrist.