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Chapter Seven: The Veteran Thief on Taiping Street

I looked at my second master blankly: "Why is the Thirteen Ghost Sect such a powerful force trying to get in trouble with our Yuan family?"

My second master shook his head and said: "Why did the Thirteen Ghost Sect attack the Yuan family? Your master and I are also puzzled!

Logically speaking, there is no grudge or intersection between the Yuan family and the Thirteen Ghost Sects. They should not be so cruel to the Yuan family.

Moreover, with the power of the Thirteen Ghost Sect, there is no need to go to such trouble if they want to destroy the entire Yuan family. With their strength, they can completely wipe out all traces of the Yuan family after annihilating the Yuan family, so why bother?

"This is the answer..."

My second grandfather pondered for a moment, and then said with sincerity: "Yuan Zheng, your father has always hoped that you could live in peace, grow up like an ordinary person, and start a family.

If you choose to forget the hatred of the Yuan family, do not learn secret arts, and do not enter the world, you can still live a stable life. Otherwise, what is waiting for you is a bloody storm in the world. What are you going to do?"

I looked directly at my second grandfather and said, "I must avenge my parents and my grandfather. No matter how powerful the Thirteen Ghosts are, they are still human beings. I don't believe they can't be killed."

My second master shook his head and said, "Don't rush to reply. I'll give you a month to think about it.

This month, you follow me and follow me. After one month, if you still want to join the world, I will help you get started.

You eat, take a good rest, and think carefully."

As soon as I opened my eyes the next day, I followed my second grandfather closely, and whenever I had the chance, I would nudge him to lead me in.

My second uncle always smiled and told me to wait.

I have been with my second grandfather for half a month, and my heart has already become cold.

My second grandfather turns out to be a liar!

Taiping Street, where my second grandfather lives, is actually Feng Shui Street.

There is a saying in Feng Shui Street that "the king occupies the head and the ghost guards the tail".

That is to say: The person who occupies the first house on the street is the most powerful man. The person who occupies the last house has no real ability and is just a "rumor boy" who can only talk things out.

My second master occupies the first house on Feng Shui Street. No matter who sees him, he must respectfully call out "third master!"

My second grandfather is known as "Yuan 30,000". He hung a sign at the door that read: "The first is to break the ground, the second is to build the beam, the third is to open the door. If you only accept one thing, take out 30,000."

With such a bearish rule, people on the Feng Shui street say that my second master is benevolent and righteous, and this is to leave food for them.

Others don’t know what’s going on with my second master, but I can see it clearly! He has no ability at all, he can only make people confused by bluffing! When he fools people, he is even more evil than the rumor mill at the end of the street.

My second grandfather always puts on airs in front of others, but he never hides it in front of me.

I asked my second uncle: If you can’t even read a compass, how can you still read Feng Shui?

As a result, my second grandfather said: "If you don't know how to read a compass, if I don't take it, it will be a problem."

Are these all human words?

I once watched my second grandfather break ground, and I was almost frightened to death.

The auspicious time for starting work has passed, and my second master just woke up.

When my second master slowly wandered to the place, the sun was at its peak at noon. The boss and the foreman were about to make the sun burn. Those workers looked at my second master, their eyes were burning, and they wanted to come up and beat them.

people.

My second uncle walked to the edge of the construction site in three steps and kicked the stone on the ground. The fist-sized stone was kicked more than a meter away by my second uncle. He said: "Let's break ground!"

I almost made my second grandfather angry.

You said, you are using your strength to bluff people!

Come up and kick a stone as big as your fist away, and that's it?

No fool can be fooled!

Can your old arms and legs withstand being beaten?

When I was still thinking about how to run away with my second uncle, my second uncle got excited and walked up to the boss with his hands behind his back: "Add another 30,000 yuan and send the money to my house tomorrow at noon, so that the horoscope behind you can be given to me."

Beard will deliver it in person. Otherwise, don’t blame me for not giving you face.”

After my second master said that, he turned around and left. The boss and Mustache were so frightened that they trotted after my second master, saying one by one: "Absolutely, thank you, third master. It's because I'm ignorant and offended you."

My second grandfather ignored him and left directly.

Suddenly, those two people actually prepared generous gifts and came to apologize.

The mustache reported his number, and I found out that he was a famous Feng Shui master from the neighboring province.

Mustache came to apologize. Many people from Feng Shui Street came to intercede. Seven or eight people begged my second master for a long time before he showed mercy and let them kowtow to him three times and let him go.

My second master did not ask for any of the generous gifts prepared by those two people, so he accepted the 30,000 yuan.

I asked my second master: "Don't you always bluff people? How come they all believe you?"

My second grandfather told me: "The highest level of bluffing someone is to let them bluff themselves. There is so much knowledge here."

My second master never fails to bluff people, but I feel more and more unsure of myself. What can a person like this teach me? Can he teach me how to fool people?

I have never seen such a "thief" person!

I gave him the nickname "Senior Thief". I would call him that without restraint when no one was around. I didn't expect that the second master didn't mind either, which surprised me. If he were my master, he wouldn't call me that.

Mouth torn?

One month came quickly, and the veteran thief called me over: "This month, I asked you to follow me, just to let you see the deceitfulness of the world.

These days, you see that even the surface of Jianghu is not considered. Entering Jianghu is equivalent to wallowing in blood and living in lies.

If you can accept it, I will show you how to get started.

If you can't accept this kind of life, I can change your identity for you and arrange your future."

I said without any hesitation: "I agree, take me in!"

"Besides, how long can I live if I don't join the world and learn secret arts? When I'm thirty-six, will I find someone to save me?"

The veteran thief still sat there without getting up: "I have to ask you one more question? If you answer it correctly, I will show you the way. Do you know why I keep letting you watch me play tricks?"

I looked up at the veteran thief: "You don't want me to be deceived!"

"Yes! Your master, your father's cultivation is not shallow, but he is a little less cunning. I don't want you to make the same mistake again." The veteran thief stood up slowly: "Follow me!"

The veteran thief took me into the back room and asked me to kneel down in front of the shrine covered with red silk. He lit three sticks of incense himself, closed his eyes and faced the shrine and muttered: "Master, I am the unworthy disciple Yuan Kaishan."

, take my grandson Yuan Zheng with me to worship our ancestor..."

The veteran thieves were worshiping their ancestors there, but the more I thought about it, the more something was wrong.

I have been with the veteran thief for so long, and I have learned a bit of his thief nature. I always think about things first when encountering problems.

I have been here for a month and I have never seen the shrine open. The veteran thief even brought his employer to worship at the shrine. How can this patriarch not care about anything?

Besides, there is a red cloth covering the shrine. Does that mean that outsiders are not allowed to see it? To worship the ancestor of your family, you still cover it with a curtain?
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