At the end of the ending, Wu Xie wore the mask of the third master, took the white wooden box, and returned to Changsha.

He found a basement from the third uncle's room, and also learned about the third uncle's plan, a plan to let the nine doors out of the control of "it", so that the seemingly powerful "it" fell apart and was completely destroyed.

The Wu family almost sacrificed three generations for this plan, and the third generation of himself committed suicide - and the third uncle would never allow the plan to be implemented until 90% and then no longer execute, so he became the last 10% of the plan, and he must make the plan 100% complete, and he can't let "it" have any possibility of resurrection.

And this "it" is also the ultimate cause of the death of the wooden fish.

His game is not over.

The people involved in this bureau have an unimaginable degree of prudence, and the calculations, scheming, control, courage and endurance of their predecessors are terrifying.

The third uncle's house is surrounded by ghosts, and there is an incomparably huge secret buried in it, the remnants of a huge game.

According to Muyu's reminder, he had already guessed what was buried inside.

It is a "trump card", a "trump card" that cannot be easily used, and if this thing were to be in this world, it would destroy all the dependencies of "it".

Not long ago, the organization had disappeared completely, and that great and absurd secret had been completely burned by fire, and all this would forever become a speck of historical dust that could not be revealed, and no one knew that it once existed.

However, "it" is still there, "it" is still hidden deeper than the organization, and "it" is bigger and more dangerous than the organization.

He still hasn't dared to open it to see what was written in the letter left by Muyu, but he already knew that Muyu's plan and the third uncle's plan were related and overlapped.

There must have been something exchanged between the third uncle and the wooden fish when they were in the snake swamp, even if they may not have been in contact again, but where the plan went, it was extremely clear in their hearts, this was a tacit understanding beyond the constraints of time and space.

Muyu completed an important part of his own plan and broke the death bureau 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," and he almost got stuck underneath.

Wu Xie silently slandered, unconsciously touched his face, and looked in the mirror again.

The door was suddenly knocked twice, Wu Xie subconsciously turned his head, and his cold gaze was facing Pan Zi, who came in with food.

Pan Zi was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses until he saw Wu Xie turn his head to clean up the materials on the table.

That glance just now, really, really looks like the third master.

"Why are you stunned, eat and eat." Wu Xie piled all the information aside, "My stomach is hungry." ”

"Okay, Third Master, I'm mentioning your favorite Longjing shrimp and Dongpo meat today."

"Not bad." Wu Xie smiled a little at the corner of his mouth, raised the tail of his chopsticks and knocked on the table.

Pan Zi took out another bottle of Moutai, "Third master, come on?" ”

Wu Xie slashed rice into his mouth and said vaguely: "It's full." ”

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In the months that followed, a lot happened.

After dealing with the initial wave of turmoil, Wu Xie's life slowly returned to normal, and he used his identity as the third uncle to tell the people below that Wu Sanye was going to other places to inspect for a period of time, and the business of the shop would be handed over to his nephew to take care of, and Pan Zi's current task was to assist the little third master.

Xie Yuchen's men secretly came from the capital and removed the mask from his face in the secret hut that Xiaohua had built for him.

He turned back into Wu Xie, the innocent little third master.

But he didn't have time to be sad, even if he took off the mask, he was no longer fragile, and under the persecution of Panzi's professor and reality, he learned the necessary strength, bravery, decisiveness, responsibility, and bloody cruelty.

On the day he took off his mask, he set up a large table of wine in the courtyard, respecting the sky, the earth, the elders, the brothers, and everything.

At the end of the drink, he splashed and rolled Wang Mengmeng into trouble, and let him drive himself back to the water side with a big gold cup.

Sitting on the railing of the gazebo, he dangled his legs, rambling his thoughts, recalling everything he could recall.

In the afterglow, he caught a glimpse of moonlight-like white, streaking through the pool under his eyes.

He suddenly became interested, stared at the white that swam very fast, and found that it was a very rare white grass goldfish, the whole body was silvery-white, in the moonlight, the water waves, the whole fish was very beautiful.

He stared at the fish all the time, like training his eyes, until the fish was tired of swimming, surfaced, and hid under the lotus leaf, staring at Wu Xie with big round eyes, not dodging or dodging, very calm.

"You're going to watch me, right?" To the fish, he muttered to himself.

I don't know how long he sat quietly, his face suddenly had a little cool dampness, he looked at the top of the lotus pond, and found that it was foggy, and the pond surrounded by rockeries and pavilions in the middle would fog up every morning since the beginning of winter.

It's already December, the temperature in Hangzhou has plummeted, the grass and trees are frosty, the snow is about to be unbearable, and it is anxious to fall, and a few fruit trees in the courtyard are already covered with a layer of rustling frost.

"It's foggy, boss, let's go back." Wang Mengmeng was trembling and wrapped in a big cotton coat, and his sleepy eyes were almost unable to open.

"Not going back."

Wu Xie jumped down from the railing, stomped on his cold feet on the spot, and felt the warmth brought by the blood return before raising his feet and walking outside the pavilion.

"Where are you going?"

Wang Mengmeng hurriedly followed him.

"Sleep."

"Not going back to Wushanju?"

"I woke up in the afternoon."

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Since taking off the mask, those old guys in various halls have deceived Wu and evil at first, and have made some small messes to test him.

However, Wu Xie, who has already figured out their old background, naturally has a way to deal with them, he is not afraid at all, after losing everything he can lose, he does not have so much indecision after thinking about it, and he will shoot when it is time to strike.

After the second uncle knew that he had taken over the third uncle's stall, he called him and told him that the whip was in his own hand, and he was more decisive, and that the whip bearer had to control whether he should abandon or stay, and that the excess weeds would have to be cleaned up, and everyone wanted to step on the untidy lawn.

Wu Xie felt that he thought the same way, and the warning signs on the lawn had to stand in their hearts to be effective.

So he sharpened his knife and slaughtered the cows and horses who were making trouble, slaughtered one by one, what were he afraid of, Xiaohua sent him ten bodyguards.

After the gang on Dao'er was eliminated from a wave of unsuitable guys and gradually replaced with guys who were more suitable for Wu Xie's rhythm, some old stubborns who couldn't move for the time being sadly found that this newly appointed little third master was not a soft persimmon that was easy to rub, and he was worthy of being the successor brought out by the third master.

Wu Xie used a total of three stages to deal with these things, the first stage was when he played the third uncle, with the help of Pan Zi to find out the rules, organize everything smoothly, how to go appropriate, and he already had a very clear plan in his heart.

The second stage is accumulation and development, how to manage the plate, which has tricks, Pan Zi has been with the third uncle for a long time, and he can definitely be Wu Xie's teacher in this regard, Wu Xie himself slowly figured out some tricks of 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 extent, things will become easier and easier, because you have the opportunity to make mistakes, you have the opportunity to turn around, and any overall gains are greater than losses, and your system can survive.

In the third stage, Enwei and Shi, he can be said to be very beautiful in this stage, even Panzi sometimes sighs, Xiao Sanye is a very qualified leader, when watching Xiao Sanye wave his hand to arrange, there will be a feeling that the ancient military division is arranging the troops.

Pan Zi is an old man, and to be able to get such a high evaluation from such an old Jianghu mouth, Wu Xie is still a little complacent.

Overall, the third uncle's handicap is running very comfortably, and Wu Xie has gradually mastered some right to speak in the south, which also gives him more qualifications to do what he wants to do and should do.

Although it is not as flamboyant as when the third uncle was there, sometimes the profit calculated at the end of the month will be one or two percent more than when the third uncle was there.

Wu Xie is a person who is very easy to satisfy, and that is enough.

Even though he sometimes dreamed of that terrible scene at night, he slowly accepted it, tried to listen, tried to see, and gradually, the thick fog in the dream began to dissipate.

He also saw what Muyu said.

"Naive, you have to move forward, when the time comes, escape is the stupidest and worst solution, and the pain can only be slowly alleviated when it is released."

"Diverge, diverge......"

Wu Xie woke up from his sleep and wanted to drink water, but found that the cup on the bedside table was empty, and stepped on his slippers to get a glass of water.

When I passed by the window, I found that the moon was so big tonight, bright as jade, and the area in the center of the courtyard was very bright, like a stage for spotlighting.

He suddenly had an impulse, so he took a sip of the rest of the water, opened the door and ran out, stood in the moonlight, raised his hands high, made a posture that shines with the sun and the moon, and then closed his eyes and raised his arms and legs, and played a set of Tai Chi.

When Wang Mengmeng yawned and came out to release water, he found that his own boss standing in the middle of the yard was wearing pajamas, soaking in the air conditioner, and freezing into a dog.

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On the Huo family's side, after Xiuxiu disappeared with the urn and ring, Xie Yuchen completely broke off the cooperation with the Huo family.

Whoever takes over that mess now will be in trouble, let Huo Youxue and Huo Daofu and all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods fight, and if they can't master the core secrets, they will fight again, and they will all fight with each other.

I have to say that Mrs. Huo's hand is really long-lasting.

Wu Xie represented the Wu family in Hangzhou and Changsha, and also expressed his attitude.

He knew that Xiaohua and Huo Zhongling, who were left by the old lady, were there, and Xiuxiu would definitely come back in the future and take back the Huo family.

Let's talk about the fat man's side.

When Wu Xie was busy hitting the back of his head every day, this grandson had been staying in Banai to play in the mountains and rivers, building and developing the tourism industry over there, and it was a big deal, and the Yuncai family also took it back and held a wedding in Banai.

Fortunately, the date is set for half a year, otherwise Wu Xie would not have been able to participate in the old face of the third uncle.

After the fat man's invitation was sent, Wu Xie took the gift of the wooden fish from the water side, took the big red envelope of Xiaohua, and rushed to Banai with Panzi.

The wedding was very lively, and the fat man, who had no interest, almost cried with joy.

After the banquet was over, Wu Xie took the wooden fish's entourage from the car and stuffed it to the fat man.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to open the white jade box.

A piece of letter paper was folded on it, and when it was opened, there were familiar brushstrokes inside, which were the wedding greetings written by Muyu with a small seal.

The light cold melts the jade twilight, and from now on IKEA

All the requests are granted, and the rest of the line is smooth

How joyful, long Shuning

Worry-free, long-term health

Always happy, all winning

And smoothly, everything is happy

……

The fat man's eyes were a little red, especially after seeing the fiery red Tibetan snow bead in the box, his tears almost fell out.

"This stinky boy ......"

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, and finally they didn't even know when the wine was replaced with sweet water by Ah Gui and Yun, who were worried about them.

The next afternoon, Wu Xie woke up, called Panzi, said hello to Yuncai, and left Banai without waiting for the fat man to wake up.

Panzi drove the car, and the verdant 100,000 mountains outside the window seemed to be chasing them, and from a distance, the mountains were full of lush and splendid 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 now?" ”

Pan Zi was silent for a long time before he smiled bitterly and said: "That's it, I'm not the right person for her, she's too clean, but I'm covered in mud, she should stand in a bright and dazzling place, I can't pull 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 eating the gum, so I had to take out two cigarettes, hand one to Pan Zi, light the fire, and silently recite in my heart, "I remember, this is the first one today, and a maximum of three a day."

"What if you regret it later?" He finally asked.

Panzi didn't speak, but finished the cigarette at a fast pace.

At this moment, Wu Xie's phone rang, and as soon as he looked at the caller ID, he sighed and was too lazy to answer.

Pan Zi caught a glimpse of the name, and tacitly slowed down the car, letting the old things in Tangkou wait, there are a lot of every day, and he really regards the little third master as Bao Qingtian who solves the case.

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In fact, not long after returning from Banai, Xie Yuchen personally came to find Wu Xie once, and put forward a little idea of his own.

"Do you remember what Muyu said at the beginning of the video?"

At that time, Wu Xie was entangled in cumbersome files, his two blue eye bags were about to hang on the bridge of his nose, his brain was still immersed in the documents in his hand, and he didn't come back to his senses when he heard the words, "What? ”

Xie Yuchen sighed, "The video was automatically deleted, and your brain was also automatically deleted?" ”

"Maybe it's death, maybe it's being taken somewhere, maybe it's disappearing completely." Wu Xie muttered the sentence repeatedly.

"That's right." Xie Yuchen snapped his fingers and turned around to find a place to sit down, but found that the chair was full of all kinds of materials, so he had no choice but to continue standing.

"I thought about it later, and we didn't find his body, which means that either the body was really buried in a place where we couldn't find it, or it ......"

"He's been taken!"

Wu Xie got up suddenly, the thin blanket on his knees fell to the ground, and the chair was almost overturned by him.

His eyes burst into light again, and he walked around in place, muttering to himself like a demon, "Muyu must still be alive, he is so smart, he will not leave himself behind." ”

"Who will take him?"

Is it "it"? Is the wooden fish locked up? Like Chen Wenjin back then!

"We have to save him!" Wu Xie stared at Xie Yuchen fiercely, his tone was firm and unquestionable, "He is waiting for us." ”

Xie Yuchen applauded 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 the mess at hand, holding a big bowl under the eaves, eating noodles in a daze.

A dark shadow suddenly flickered in at the door of the arcade, and as soon as he entered, he sat down at the table and took away another bowl of oily noodles that was drying.

Wu Xie was furious, "Dead blind man, you damn the bowl for me!" ”

The black blind man turned a deaf ear, took a leisurely bite of noodles, and looked at a plate of cold tomatoes on the table, "If only there was a plate of stir-fried meat with green peppers." ”

"If you want to eat it, you can fry it yourself." Wu Xie put down the bowl and went to grab it, "Give me back the rice, I haven't eaten yet." ”

The black blind man dodged after a little while, and Wu Xie persevered in pursuit, but he jumped onto the wall.

Wu grinded his teeth angrily, "Why is your skin as reinforced as cement, as thick as pigskin, am I very familiar with you, you will come to rub rice?" ”

"Good boy, come, call a master and I'll listen." The black blind man laughed very, very badly.

Wu Xie sneered, "Call your mother a rotten winter melon." ”

Then he took a step back and clapped his hands very chicly.

Rubbing around, I don't know from which corners of the house, ten cold-faced men in white shorts appeared at once, staring at the black blind men on the wall, standing there in rows, and the surging momentum almost knocked over the roof.

Wu Xie sat back proudly, "Do you know why they are all wearing white clothes?" ”

The black blind man answered with kindness, "Why? ”

"Of course, it's to make sure that you don't get dust on your body when you fight."

As soon as the words fell, the ten white-clothed men started the move of flying eaves and walking against the wall, and attacked the black blind man together.

Wu Xie Mei continued to eat noodles, in order to avoid dust flying into the bowl, he hid a little farther, who expected that after only three bites, he was grabbed by the back of his neck and lifted up.

The black blind man's grinning voice came from behind him, "Little Third Master, when Boss Xie gave you these ten people, didn't you mention to you that their instructors were all taught by me?" ”

“？” Wu Xie fixed his eyes and saw that the ten white-clothed men were all lying on the ground with convulsions, and the empty noodle bowl was still buckled on the head of one of them.

Shame! Shame!

"It's not scientific!" He shouted.

The black blind man put an electric baton in front of his eyes and shook it, "It's very scientific." ”

The one who knows the times is Junjie, Wu Xie is kind and soft, "What do you have to do today?" ”

Before letting go of him, the black blind man pinched the joints on his body and touched them, pulling them, "Although the bones are old, it is not without a quick solution." ”

Wu Xie remembered what he said before that he wanted to recognize himself as an apprentice, and he was puzzled, "Are you serious?" ”

"Of course." The black blind man walked 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, "Come, toast this bowl of tea, I will be your master from now on." ”

Wu Xie had already figured out the trick and looked at him coldly, "Who asked you to come?" ”

"Entrusted by the deceased."

The black blind man looked at him and said lightly: "Do you want to accept it, the deposit will not be refunded anyway." ”

Wu Xie's eyelids trembled, and a name was about to come out in his heart, and he said softly, "Is it him?" ”

The black blind man did not admit it, nor did he deny it, "Whoever you think in your heart, that is." ”

"What are you going to teach me?" Wu Xie picked up the cup of tea.

"I'll teach you whatever you want to learn." The black blind man urged him, "Hurry up and think about it, the tea is going to be cold." ”

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When everything falls asleep, only the fragrance of Tibetan sea flowers, scattered and shuttling in the heavy snow, quiet, tranquil, serene.

Thank you for the rewards of the bigwigs such as [Aotianxuan] [Morning Wind Speechless] [Don't Read], compare your heart.

The biography of the stolen pen is over, and tomorrow the prequel to the spirit will begin - Tibetan Sea Flower.

(End of chapter)