In a small town, a rickety old man walked with a seven or eight-year-old boy in the flow of people.

"Yang Zhi, look there. ”

The old man stopped and pointed not far away. There, a thief with a slewd eye was quietly untying the money bag from a man's waist, and then quickly disappeared into the crowd.

This scene is only three breaths before and after.

"Master, why don't you stop that thief from stealing money?"

Yang Zhi looked at the old man puzzled, his eyes were pure and clear.

"Master has raised you for eight years, and what you take to raise you is like this. What do you teach you on weekdays, Master's task today, steal three money bags, if you can't do it, you are not allowed to eat for three days. ”

The old man's face was angry, he snorted coldly, and left quickly. A few dodges, Yang Zhizai couldn't find him.

"Master, the apprentice can't do it, the apprentice really can't do it. ”

Yang Zhi squatted on the ground aggrievedly, his little face full of grievances. Since he could speak, this old man who adopted him, in addition to raising him as an adult, also taught him the art of stealing that everyone is ashamed of.

The old man was very kind to him, and he never got angry with him except as he had just done.

Although I have been taught for a few years, I also know that all the food and clothing I eat and wear come from thieves. However, people are inherently good, and Yang Zhi always feels that it is wrong to steal and get something for nothing.

This point is a headache for the current head of the thief. Thief Gate, a sect that has existed for an unknown number of years. Stealing the door has never been strong, and it has never been destroyed.

Because of the theft, there is no fixed place, let alone fixed rules. And now there are two people left. One is Yang Zhi, and the other is the old man just now, Yang Zhi's master.

To this day, because Yang Zhi is still young, he doesn't understand what a door theft is. I only know that his master has said more than once that one day in the future, he will hand over the thief door to him.

Yang Zhi squatted on the ground, very embarrassed. On the one hand, it is the master who raised him, and on the other hand, it is the things that he thinks are wrong from the bottom of his heart.

At his age, he can't think of a compromise. Suddenly, he saw the master's rickety figure again.

"Forget it, Master is already old, I better not make him angry, I can only be sorry for those uncles. ”

Yang Zhi made a decision, and his gaze fell on the waist of the person who came and went.

Because people are wearing cheongsam, there is a disadvantage of the eclectic cheongsam, that is, there is no pocket. Even the money is carried in a money bag and tied around the waist.

Suddenly, a middle-aged fat man came into view, and around his waist, a money bag was bulging. Yang Zhi's eyes lit up, but they dimmed again. He was still hesitating, Master's mission was in conflict with his kindness, and it was impossible to adjust so quickly.

The middle-aged fat man left, and Yang Zhi, who regained his courage, was looking for a target this time. After a while, a young man walked over, and Yang Zhi's eyes lit up.

Although it is not right to steal, it is much better to steal from young people than from old people. Yang Zhi began to adjust his breathing, began to adjust his nerves, and did not even let go of flesh and blood.

Stealing, it seems simple, and the process is only a few breaths. However, it requires various coordination of breathing, body, and environment, and if there is a little disharmony, it will be discovered by the person who stole it.

At that time, if you can't steal, you will be beaten, and you may even be sent to the official.

"Whew. ”

Taking a deep breath, Yang Zhi adjusted the dexterity of his fingers to the point of being very soft.

When the young man walked in front of him, Yang Zhi started secretly and walked towards the young man. The walking youth had no idea that he had become someone else's prey. Yang Zhi, who is only half as tall as a young man, is extremely fast.

He followed the steps of the youth, but did not show his footsteps. His tender and soft hands reached for the money bag on the young man's waist.

"Two breaths left. ”

Yang Zhi secretly cheered up in his heart, remembering the master's teachings, compromised and stealed, and only had three breaths.

Once exceeded, it must be abandoned immediately or it will be discovered. Yang Zhi's little hand had already untied the first knot of the rope. There are a total of five dead knots, but this kind of dead knot is not difficult for Yang Zhi.

Another breath passed, and when there was still one last breath left, Yang Zhi finally took off the money bag, and then turned around and immediately disappeared into the crowd. There are three breaths before and after, and the control is perfect.

The young man never noticed it. However, Yang Zhi, who succeeded, was not a little happy. Pack your money bag and look for your next target.

Maybe God has pity on Yang Zhi, a kind-hearted thief, today, and soon a suitable object came into sight, and after some adjustments, Yang Zhi succeeded in this time without much effort.

Three missions, two more have been completed, and one is still missing. Although he didn't like it in his heart, Yang Zhi still conscientiously completed the task assigned by his master.

The third time, Yang Zhi was almost scared enough, and by the second breath, the subject was almost discovered. If it weren't for Yang Zhi's firm mind, he would definitely be discovered.

In the end, the object was confused, and it was still won by Yang Zhi. Half a day has passed since the mission was completed. Yang Zhi put away the money bag and went to find the master. From the beginning to the end, he didn't look to see if there was any money in his purse.

"Uncle, please save me your mother, please save me your mother. ”

On the side of the street, a little girl with a dirty face and a tattered linen dress knelt in front of a middle-aged man, constantly kowtowing. In the back, a middle-aged woman, with air in and out, looked like she was about to die.

"Stinky beggar, get out of the way. ”

The middle-aged man looked disgusted and left in a hurry.

"Uncles and aunts, please save my mother, please. ”

The little girl kept kowtowing to passers-by, and her forehead was already dripping with blood. But sympathy, always a very luxurious thing. There were no less than ten people passing by, and there was no sympathy in their eyes, but there was a lot of disgust.

"Little sister, don't beg them, I'll give you money, take your mother to see Langzhong. ”

A childish voice came, and a pair of immature little hands held the little girl who was about to kowtow again.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The little girl didn't doubt this boy of her age, perhaps because Yang Zhi was her only hope.

Yang Zhi helped the little girl and sent the middle-aged woman to Langzhong's house. After leaving all the three stolen money bags, he left silently.

As soon as he left the clinic, he saw the master looking at him with a satisfied face.

"Master, I'm sorry, I gave the money bag to me. ”

Yang Zhi bowed his head apologetically.

"Good boy, you have grown up, you understand what a thief is and there is a way, and Master is very satisfied. Let's go, let's go back. ”

The rickety figure stretched out his old palm, held Yang Zhi's small hand, and walked into the flow of people.

Yang Zhi's little face suddenly became happy, and in the clinic, the little girl looked at Yang Zhi's weak back and shed tears of innocence and gratitude. Then he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.