In fact, he was entrusted with money behind his back, and the main family is likely to be Liu Ersuo's second uncle, as soon as Liu Tiezhu died, the family business he had saved all his life naturally fell into the hands of his eldest son.

Mr. Feng Shui used the "corpse control technique" to kill the eldest son of the Liu family, and the family property fell into the old second-hand.

"Did you feel it that day, there was a strange aura on him, that was the luck of the Liu family. Even if Liu Tiezhu's second son gets the family property, it is useless, because his family is out of luck, and it won't take long for the family to be ruined, and the ultimate beneficiary is the 'heavenly operator'. "He is blind and not blind, he has already seen it clearly, but he did not break it that day.

Ma Chengfeng asked disdainfully: "What you are a thief is a loss?" How much do you want to lose? Then why don't you get rid of him when you know it? ”

"There are two brushes that can be used as a celestial operator, I don't know if he can't move before he is fine, boy, the weeds on the ground are so high, but if you gently pull it, you will find that the roots below are deep! This is the rivers and lakes! ”

Five or six days have passed in a flash, and Ma Chengfeng has been a little distracted these days. I don't go out every day, so I squat in the yard and look at the village entrance path, as if I was waiting for something. What are you waiting for? The post office came down to deliver the admission letter. In the past few days, the students have received admission letters one after another, but he has not yet arrived.

It's not that there are no schools that want him, but now almost all schools in the county, city, and even the province are bleeding in order to rob him, a rural child, and his score can also rank in the top ten in the province.

I remember when I was a child, my grandmother would walk back from the trail at the east end of the village every day at noon. In the morning, grandma can sew and do laundry for several families, just to buy meat for her baby grandson. While holding the hot broth, the grandmother called the eldest grandson's milk name, Xiaofeng...... Xiaofeng ...... This village road is almost called the happiest memory of childhood.

"Sharpen the scissors, kitchen knife!" A middle-aged man wearing a ragged coat full of patches walked in from the east side of the trail with a sharpening burden on his shoulder. The ragged coat was covered with knives of different uses, and it jingled as it walked.

As soon as they heard the shouting, several old ladies hurriedly took out their kitchen knives and ran out to ask the sharpener to polish them. This sharpener is good, you have money to give, and he doesn't mind if he doesn't have money to stutter. He is not like other profiteers, who never shout at the knives hanging on his body, since he doesn't sell them, isn't it too heavy for him to shave so much?

Ma Chengfeng found that the shadow under the feet of this sharpener was very faint, similar to himself, and he didn't look at the burden he was carrying and there were so many knives hanging on his body, but he didn't breathe when he walked the road. But there is one point, it is early autumn, the temperature outside is at most 20 degrees, but he has been sweating on his head.

The admission letter still didn't come today, Ma Chengfeng sat in the room with his head drooping, listening to the old blind man pouring wine into his mouth more and more annoyingly.

Zhang Huifang came later, Huifang was in a good mood today, she took out the admission notice from her pocket and showed it in front of Cheng Feng, this girl was admitted to a secondary school in Rehe. Don't look at it as just an ordinary secondary school, but the secondary school package was distributed that year, and it was already a good result for ordinary country children to go to a secondary school. That's not much different from a college student in front of the villagers and elders.

"Hey! You're all gone, it looks like I'm going to drop out of school, and no school is willing to ask me for such a high score, it seems that I'm really a dead star. Ma Chengfeng said dejectedly.

"Cheng Feng, don't give up, we envy you that it's too late, don't worry, wait."

"Can you not be in a hurry? When are you leaving? I'll send you off. Ma Chengfeng looked at Huifang affectionately, a little reluctant.

16-year-old children are in the period of emotional ignorance, and they can't say whether they like it or what, they only know who is good to them, and it is enough to see who is pleasing to the eye.

"I also wanted to report to school early, but ...... But...... My mother's health is not very good these days, and I am afraid that I will not be able to leave. The smile on Niang Huifang's face immediately put away.

"Aunt Zhang? Yesterday I saw her chatting with a group of old ladies, is she in good spirits? ”

Huifang sighed: "Who doesn't say it? It's true that I'm sick like a mountain, but this morning I said that I was so tired that I couldn't get up. My dad and I thought about sending her to the county if it wasn't good tomorrow. ”

The drunk old blind man had been lying on the kang and snoring, and when he heard this, he suddenly sat up and asked mysteriously: "Girl, did your mother sharpen her knife yesterday?" ”

"Yes, yes, but what does this have to do with sharpening knives?" Huifang was puzzled.

The old blind man hurriedly put on his clothes and asked Ma Chengfeng and Huifang to take him to take a look. The Zhang family and the Ma family are not far apart, and it takes two minutes to arrive. As soon as he entered Zhang's house, the old blind man immediately stopped moving, he rolled his eyes as if he could see something, and sprinkled every corner of the small courtyard.

"Cheng Feng, don't go in, his family is unlucky, don't get involved." The reason why the old blind man in front of him knows so much about yin and yang eyes is because he has a pair of them himself! It's just that his yin and yang eyes are not refined, but someone outside the world has opened his yin and yang eyes. His blind eyes can see things that ordinary people can't.

He asked Huifang to take out the kitchen knife that had just been sharpened in the kitchen, this sharpener has good skills, and the blade is very smooth and sharp, but for some reason, this kitchen knife feels very cold after touching it, not normal cold, and it makes people shiver when they touch it.

"The sharpener must be a ghostsmith. As the so-called bell is solved, the bell must be tied to the bell, and your mother's illness can be handled as long as you find him. The old blind man said.

"Isn't it just sharpening a kitchen knife? How can this still be sick? Hui Fang asked in surprise as she looked at the fierce blade.

The old blind man told them that these old craftsmen who walked the streets and alleys could not be easily offended. Like a shaver, a carpenter, a sharpener, a coffin maker...... They don't worship the same ancestor, they worship the ghost craftsman. These people can steal the luck of the master with their own craft.

"Yadan, don't go out of your family of three before Cheng Feng finds the ghost craftsman, now that your family is memorizing, it's easy to choke when you drink water. Hurry up and find a piece of red cloth and wrap the kitchen knife around it, so that it doesn't see the light. ”

Cheng Feng asked, "Blind, is it really so evil?" Then why am I looking for him? This kind of person walks the streets and alleys, and he may not know where he has slipped away. Besides, even if I find him, will I still be able to snatch back the intangible substance of luck? ”

"Then it depends on your ability, you are the grandson of Ma Laoer, and you still ask me about this? Go ahead, I won't be able to steal them back in twelve hours, and I won't be able to give them luck!" ”

Taking possession of things that do not belong to oneself by extraordinary means is theft, and there are thousands of methods and skills of stealing, and there are no surprises. The line is the champion, and the same is true for the thief. The method of smuggling was mentioned in "The Book of Theft", although Cheng Feng had seen it, he did not fully understand the subtlety.

In the night, a dark shadow shuttled through the barren forest, he was extremely fast, and his eyes shot two faint green lights, like a hunting cat.

Quack Quack ...... In the forest, the crows scattered in all directions, the bright moonlight followed his strange steps, and the black shadow shuttled through the forest towards the ruined temple behind the forest.

I don't know how many years the ruined temple is, and the statues of the gods enshrined in it are covered in pitch black and covered with cobwebs, and they have long been indistinguishable. Under the broken bricks and tiles of the main hall, a bonfire crackled, and a middle-aged man wielding a kitchen knife was dancing strangely under the firelight, and the shadow behind him was thick and heavy, like a ghost behind him.

Suddenly, he stood still, and he felt that the hairs on the back of his neck were all standing up, how to describe that feeling? It's like walking at night when someone suddenly stares at me from the dark.

"Hmph......" he sneered.

Even if his identity as a ghost craftsman is revealed, what can he do? In this day's time, he has stolen the luck of more than a dozen families, and he is now in the head of good luck, and no one can bear him.

A small pebble flew and hit him on the back of the head with a snap, and he immediately hit a bag, and he grinned in pain. Shouldn't it be? If you are lucky, even if someone plots, you will definitely not be able to beat it, right?

"Who? What kind of hero is a hero who has the ability to come out and hide in the shadows to sneak attack? Newspaper the tuba! He covered his head and looked around. But the temple was quiet, and there was not even a shadow of a ghost except for himself.

"If you are a friend in the rivers and lakes, please show up!" He shouted again.

At this moment, a ghostly wind blew, and he felt a cold hand on his shoulder. He frowned, what the hell is this guy coming from? What a quick move!

"Don't move!" The guy behind him said in a low voice.

The sharpener didn't know the details of Ma Chengfeng, and he didn't dare to move when he stood there. "Dare to ask if my brother's family lives in Nanshan or Beishan?" This is a smug (ask if you eat hard food).

"Don't me! You immoral old thief! Ma Chengfeng scolded.

Although his grandfather is the second son of Ma, there is no mention of the black words of the rivers and lakes in "The Book of Thieves", and the doorways of these black words that half-grown children do not understand.

"How many acres of land are there behind the brother's house, is it sorghum or bud rice planted in the field?" There is a bit of learning in this black sentence. Sorghum is not valuable, the Northeast used to be poor, and the sorghum that matured in autumn could not be sold for a few dollars, but the sorghum stalk is sweet, and the Northeast dialect is called sweet stalk, just like the way to eat sugarcane. One stalk is enough to pass a child through the whole day.

The bud is long into a lock, and the same sound is the same as the "lock" in the former Kanto beard gathering place. The beard robs money and lives!

If you want to answer the sorghum plant, it means that you are robbing money, and answering the bud rice is fatal. Asking a few acres is to find out your seniority in the rivers and lakes.

"Speak human words! What mess? Ma Chengfeng was also a little anxious when he did this kind of thing for the first time, and kicked him on the calf.

As soon as the sharpener heard it, he knew that the person behind him was not running the rivers and lakes, and he was bold. He was kicked to his knees by Ma Chengfeng, took out a short knife from his chest and turned around and stabbed it.