But this person does hide a bandit spirit that is not easy to 'expose', and the bandit spirit should only be available to people who have really killed people and made Jiangyang thieves, and this momentum cannot be hidden. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ. Ma Chengfeng felt that even if this person was not Zhang Tie's 'chicken', he was probably an old-timer on the rivers and lakes. He didn't hurry to leave, leaned against the corner and 'smoked' a small cigarette and looked at the locksmith.

Xie locksmith's business is good, an afternoon of work continues, although the keys are all small money, and even some, people give him a cigarette, he simply does not charge money, but the guests come and go endlessly, two hours he at least with more than 20 keys.

He is a pure old craft, and he doesn't need modern tools with sandpaper grinding wheels. Pure handicraft, holding the old key in the right hand and looking at it in front of you, then you can clearly remember the size of the old key and the size of the serrations. He picked up the new key, filed it, cut the serrations with iron scissors, and at the end of the day, a new key was polished like the old one. Ma Chengfeng was dumbfounded by this craftsmanship.

Everyone also talked about it, saying that Xie Locksmith has been polishing keys by hand for decades, and no key that has passed through him for so many years cannot open the keyhole.

At this time, I saw a young man sneaking over with a wooden box in the distance.

"Master Xie, please help me look at this lock." This small box is not big, pure elm, there is no carving on it, but the lock nose is very strong, and there is an ancient small copper lock hanging on it, this copper lock is amazing, it looks like that style is during the Qing Dynasty, but it is not a modern process can be opened.

The locksmith looked up at the young man, who quickly lowered his head and said, "Can you open it?" How much? ”

"It's not a question of money or not, Housheng, where did you get this box from?" He asked.

"Ah...... At home, my ancestors left behind, I heard that it was my wife's 'milk' and 'milk' dowry. "He hesitated.

At sunset, there were fewer and fewer people in the market, and in front of the old locksmith's stall, there were only a few of them, the young man and Ma Chengfeng.

Xie locksmith took the small box in his hand and looked at it repeatedly, this box is actually nothing special, except that the copper lock style is too old. After so many years, I'm afraid that the springs in the lock cylinder are going to rust, right? However, with a little polishing, this copper lock is estimated to be sold as an antique, which may be the reason why men are reluctant to break it open by brute force.

Xie locksmith stared at the man and asked, "The next life?" What did you just say? Are you too 'milk' 'milk' dowry? ”

'Ahh Milk''' left behind is true. ”

"Huh...... You want to say that this copper lock is possible, but what if it is this box...... Anyone who has studied carpentry for a few months can play it all, and there is no craftsmanship of the previous dynasty at all! The old locksmith punctured his lies.

"This ...... This...... I...... I'm not open! The man picked up the small wooden box and turned around to run, but unexpectedly, a big hand of the locksmith behind him had already grabbed his shoulder, and the guy who was hurting screamed and knelt on the ground.

This trick Ma Chengfeng sees is real, and it is clearly the "bone-breaker" in the thief's 'door'.

"Can't I open it? If you don't let go of me and call people! The guy cried and chirped.

"Hmph...... Shout, it's better to call the strip too, let's go to the court and have a good break. Locksmith Xie sneered.

As soon as these words came out, the guy immediately didn't dare to squeak, as if someone had grabbed the handle.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere." The old locksmith was not afraid that he would run away, so he let go of his hand and began to close the stall. His unlocking booth is not small, all the tools are packed up, and there are forty or fifty pounds in the big bamboo basket, and the old man is at least seventy years old, and he doesn't take a breath when he carries the bamboo basket.

He dragged the young man with him as if he were walking out towards the tunzi outside the bazaar. Ma Chengfeng and the others followed, because that tunzi was the boundary where Ma Lao lived crookedly.

In the dark, Ma Chengfeng felt that there was something strange in this matter, and it was such a coincidence in the world, could it be that it was in the wooden box......

As he expected, the locksmith Xie took the young man straight to the Wu family, who was doing white things. As soon as I entered the 'door', I placed the heavy bamboo basket on the ground. "Big sister, Lao Xie is late, don't blame me, but it's also a matter of your heart! You should go on the road in peace, and I will bring you all your money and your son. ”

He shoved the boy with a gentle push, and he stumbled to his knees in front of the old mother's spiritual seat.

It turned out that he was the son of unfilial piety, Ma Chengfeng hated it and really wanted to rush up and dismantle him, where could he find such a good mother? I haven't seen my mother since I was a child, how can the world not cherish it!! He dreamed that there was an old mother waiting for him at home, but this kid did such a thing that was not as good as a pig and a dog, 'forced' the old mother to death, and framed his own sister!

"Lanzi? Come out. Xie Locksmith shouted. The 'girl' child who cried in front of Ma Chengfeng last night ran out of the house wearing linen and filial piety.

"Brother? You...... This ......" She looked at her brother blankly, and for a moment she was at a loss.

It turned out that the old mother hid the money and passbook in this wooden box a few months ago, and locked it with the family heirloom Qing Dynasty copper lock, the lock has no key, the key has long been lost, and the old mother is afraid that the money will be stolen by outsiders. If someone steals, they must be afraid of this copper lock, and if they want to open the copper lock, they must find Xie locksmith, so the old lady has already said hello to Xie locksmith in advance. The old man originally planned to leave the money to his son. But he never thought that his son would steal money, blame his sister, and then not go home. The old lady was on fire, and her condition worsened, and she died.

"Brother!! It turns out that you stole our mother's money? Do you know that our mother is waiting for this money to save her life!! The younger sister rushed up and grabbed him by the collar and yelled.

Facing the spiritual position of his old mother, he drooped his head expressionlessly and didn't say a word. Let my sister punch after punch on the 'chest' mouth.

"Miss Wu, it seems that it is not you who should be hanged, but him!" Ma Chengfeng hugged his shoulders and said coldly.

"Humph! This is our Wu family's family matter, who are you? Get out! The man rushed up angrily and was about to reason with Ma Chengfeng, but was kicked to the ground by Chang Xiaoman.

"Hey! Forget it, he is right, after all, this is his Wu family matter, and we outsiders don't have to ask. The locksmith picked him up, and then returned the little wooden box to him. This money is all left to you by your mother, as for what to do, you can decide for yourself. "He is also not worth it for the hard-working mother.