Bang Ye said: "It's a coincidence, you ask others must not know, but I know that I saw Hekui Mountain fifty years ago, he is the same age as me, just from Inner Mongolia to go to Outer Mongolia, there is no grudge between us, and at that time, the Dongmeng Horse Gang was also out of the jurisdiction of the thief." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info we talked a lot that time, and the most talked about was his son, he had a son, named He Zhanpeng, this kid was talented and intelligent, and his bones were amazing. At the age of twelve, you can live with me in a few tricks. At that time, I had the heart to keep him and educate him well. But Lao He refused to live or die, and later I heard that the two of them were actually working for the Japanese. ”

"Crane Zhanpeng, Organ Gate, Ouch...... It turns out that this is the meaning of the two words that my grandmother wrote on my hand?" Wushuang suddenly realized that he remembered the scene when he saw Mo Xiaoqi that day.

"Senior, I've seen how powerful this puppet is that is, although the puppet he controls is not as comfortable as a living person, but the puppet can do everything instead of He Zhanpeng, and he can't catch it, just like Zeboke just now, it's not to kill, it's not to kill, is there a way to break the puppet gong?" Wushuang asked him.

Bang Ye shook his head helplessly, he is a horse walker, not a person in the traditional sense of the rivers and lakes, he can only say that he has a little bit of the rivers and lakes, he doesn't know anything about external skills, and he fights with a pair of bodies and brute force. He had no say in that regard.

"The old man is not talented, he really doesn't dare to teach the master, if the detailed master is still there, maybe he will have a way. In terms of kung fu, who can compare with him?" The prestige of Ma Fuxiang, the enemy of ten thousand people, has long been like thunder, and even the stick master has to obey him.

"I'm afraid it's too late to invite my third master, our opponent this time may be Crane Zhanpeng, we should have figured out a way to deal with it in advance!"

At this time, outside the yurt, all the brothers also searched almost the same. Yun Qiang shouted outside the door: "Master, there are no suspicious people in the ranch, this guy must have run away." ”

"Forget it, it's really a disappointment, I knew it would be like this, how good is it for everyone to eat and chat? Okay, let's disperse, let the brothers take turns to keep vigil tonight, the others should go to sleep and sleep, and tomorrow is going to go again." Wushuang was already tired, and he really didn't have much heart to study Crane Zhanpeng's puppet skills, so he turned around and followed Yun Qiang into his tent and fell asleep.

But not long after closing his eyes, the curtain of his tent was opened. At this time, who would dare to disturb Wushuang's rest? His subordinates didn't dare to speak loudly even before passing by Wushuang's tent at night, for fear of disturbing him.

He was very alert, and even when he was asleep, his head and eyes were sleeping, but his ears were not sleeping. As soon as he heard that someone had opened the curtain and wanted to come in, he jumped up with a short knife in his hand, and rushed to the man as fast as lightning, the sharp blade of the short knife stuck in the man's neck, and if he moved the man, the man's throat would be cut immediately.

"Don't ...... Other...... It's me!" I didn't expect that it was no one else in front of me, it was Chu Tianyue.

Wushuang put away the knife and said unhappily: "Why don't you sleep in my tent in the middle of the night?

"I have something to tell you. She hesitated.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow!"

"No, we'll set off tomorrow, there are people around us, and there are some things I can only say to you. "It sounds like it's still a secret.

"I'm ...... Are you supposed to ...... No...... I can tell you clearly, I'm a serious person, and my heart belongs, besides, I'm not interested in glasses girls like you. Wushuang deliberately mocked her.

"Don't be stinky, I'm not interested in you, I have something in my heart that I want to talk to you about, maybe I can only tell you about this matter. But I don't know how to speak. Chu Tianyue stood in front of the yurt somehow, and was teased by Wushuang just now, and her face turned red.

At this moment, a group of brothers who were on vigil passed by the tent, and everyone took a look...... Ouch...... What kind of rhythm is this? Miss Chu didn't sleep in the middle of the night, what was she doing in the tent?

The brothers immediately hid far away, and then whispered, and from time to time there was a hearty laugh, probably laughing at Chu Tianyue who wanted to climb high.

"Come in and sit. Wushuang got up and lit a cigarette and motioned for her to come in.

A few days ago, when Chu Tianyue first met Wushuang, she didn't dare to be alone with a beard when she was killed. But in the past two days, she has also learned a little about Wushuang, and his responsibility for Ma Ya also shows his loyalty to his feelings, shouldn't he......

She thought about it, but she still got in, and closed the curtain with her hand, afraid that the next words would reach other people's ears.

Chu Tianyue sat in front of Wushuang and didn't speak, just stared at Wushuang and smoked, and looked at Wushuang stupidly for a long time. Finally, she took out a book from her bosom and threw it in front of him, the book was very clumsy, the surface of the book was broken, fortunately, there was a title page in it that was still intact, but the handwriting on the top was ......

This book bears some resemblance to the unequaled Thousand Machines Thief, talking about his clumsiness, not the content. On the title page, there is a large row of vertical writing, judging from the handwriting, it must be handwritten with a brush, probably the name of the book. However, this font is unrecognizable, very cumbersome, that is, it is not northern Hu, nor is it a traditional character, and it is not Sanskrit, just like ...... It's like a prescription prescribed by a doctor in a hospital, but the more you look closely, the more you feel that it is as chic as flowing water.

Wushuang carefully opened the book, flipped through the pages one by one, and found that most of the paintings here were paintings, almost all of them were all kinds of charms, and then looked back at the dispensing ratio diagrams, all kinds of prescriptions and medicine primers that he had never heard of, of course, it may not be that he had not heard of it, but that he couldn't recognize the words on it at all.

"This ...... Are you going to sell it to me?" Wushuang blinked and looked at Chu Tianyue with stupid eyes. "I'm more interested in antiques, but books...... You can't be an anti-book, right?"

"You just wrote a reverse book! If you don't sell it, you won't sell it! If you offer a sky-high price, I won't sell it! This is an heirloom left to me by my grandfather! I can tell you, except for my father and me, you are the only one in the world who has seen this book. Chu Tianyue glared at him angrily and said.

"Your grandfather? Your grandfather is a Taoist priest? Why do I look at the ghost drawings on it? What? Your family is going to 'get out of the horse'?" Wushuang is also confused, isn't she a materialist? Isn't she an atheist? How could such a mysterious book be handed down at home?