Chapter 014 Things are developing in a strange direction

"Uncle San, our family isn't just an ordinary tomb-robbing family, right?"

Seeing Wu Sansheng pretending to be stupid, Wuxie chose to speak frankly.

"Nephew, what do you mean by that? Don't you understand our family situation? We are not ordinary at all. We are just so-so, a little famous in the underworld."

Wu Sansheng didn't understand what he meant by "unusual", so he smiled cautiously and repeated the same thing over and over again.

Wuxie sneered in his heart. He knew that his third uncle was good at pretending, but now that he knew the truth, he had decided to reveal it!

"Haha, Third Uncle, Third Uncle, I'm not as smart or calculating as you guys, but I'm not stupid. I've always felt like you guys were hiding something from me!

Second Uncle is always mysterious and keeps to himself. He keeps half the story to me and hides the other half. He also always wants me to practice martial arts and always shows me some strange ancient books. Do you think this is normal?"

This must be because his second uncle wants to lay a good foundation for him so that it will be easier for him to learn martial arts or Taoism in the future!

Wuxie accepted this well and gave a thumbs up to his second uncle who cared about him so much.

Unexpectedly, after all his calculations, it was his meticulous second brother who was the first to reveal the truth?

The backstab came unexpectedly, and Wu Sansheng felt a toothache at first, then he felt gloating.

It seems that Wuxie is not as stupid as they thought before. Does his second brother know about this?

Judging from Wuxie's cleverness, if the second brother is not on guard, he will be caught by this kid and then fall into the ditch.

Wu Sansheng was indifferent to the matter, his eyes rolling around, thinking that if his second brother fell down, he would go up and laugh at him.

I'd better help clean up first and then laugh at it~

"Also, Third Uncle, you sometimes 'flash' back and forth between two places eight hundred miles apart, and you appear and disappear mysteriously at home too.

I never thought much about it before, but now I think, no normal person can do it at your speed, right?

Master Wu San...won't you explain it to me?"

Wuxie raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Sansheng, his expression as smug as possible.

He felt that Wu Sansheng must have used some unusual means secretly because he wanted to be lazy and save trouble!

Because of the example of Zhang Moyu, I accepted the good Wuxie and my thoughts have gone down the path of metaphysics and never turned back.

Wu Sansheng's face was really frozen now. He didn't know what expression to make on his face and his heart was beating wildly.

Ever since Xie Lianhuan faked his death more than ten years ago, he and Xie Lianhuan began to share the same identity.

Although they were careful again and again, they were still two people and there would be occasional omissions.

Wuxie was a restless kid when he was little and liked to run around everywhere.

Normally, he liked to run to the place where they held meetings, and there was someone guarding the door who would report him when they saw him coming. The difficult part was that sometimes Wu Xie would be in the old house and run into Jie Lianhuan sneaking out of the secret room to get some fresh air.

At that time, he thought Jie Lian acted well, and Wuxie was young at that time and didn't think too much, so he didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, Wuxie secretly took it to heart.

Wu Sansheng was brainstorming, frantically thinking about how to exonerate himself and explain to Wuxie, and Wuxie spoke with an understanding and kind smile.

"Why aren't you talking? Uncle San, are you trying to trick me again?"

Wu Sansheng was about to speak, but suddenly he was stuck in his tracks and said with a wry smile:

"You are my only one! My dear nephew! You just think too much. There are not so many weird things in life. Isn't it normal?"

As he spoke, Wu Sansheng turned the tables on Wuxie and looked at him with suspicion.

"Xiao Xie, after hearing what you said today, I wonder what's going on in your little head. I feel like you might be a bit paranoid."

However, Wuxie, who had learned his lesson now, was not fooled by Wu Sansheng anymore. Instead, he crossed his arms over his chest, and looked at Wu Sansheng with a half-smile on his face, imitating his second uncle's usual expression.

That expression seemed to be saying: You keep making up stories, I wonder how you can fool people anymore!

I don’t know if it’s because Wu Erbai usually suppresses him too much, or if it’s because his guilt towards Wuxie has taken over his IQ, but Wu Sansheng suddenly felt a lot of pressure at this moment, and he almost blurted out something he shouldn’t have said.

At the critical moment, Wuxie spoke first and interrupted Wu Sansheng's thoughts.

"Hand over the technique."

The sudden and disjointed words left Wu Sanxing completely bewildered.

Seeing that his third uncle was still trying to fool him, Wuxie didn't want to beat around the bush with him anymore. He rolled his eyes impatiently and spoke carefully again.

"Our family's cultivation method! I'm not the child I used to be. Take a look at this diary. It was written by my grandfather when he was young. It's ironclad evidence!

If our family didn't have something special, would Grandpa have been able to escape death so many times and still be able to jump around and chase you around the yard when he was old? "

After saying this, he thought again that this technique might require losing something in order to practice, and this might be the reason why his family didn't want him to know these things.

Wuxie felt that he should express his opinion again. He didn't want to practice, but he had never seen any cultivation method before and was curious and wanted to take a look.

After all, if even he is gone, then the Wu family will have no descendants. Wuxie feels that he is still a very filial person.

Wuxie looked at his uncle with pity and his voice softened.

"Don't worry, Third Uncle. I know all your painstaking efforts. I'll just watch and I won't practice!"

Wu Sansheng's face was still full of confusion.

What kind of exercises?

What kind of cultivation?

Do they have such things at home?

Wasn’t it because he had a group of good brothers that his father was able to be so extravagant in the past?

Wu Sanxing fell into deep thought...

"My nephew, you have such a rich imagination.

"Kungfu cultivation and the like? You were born under the red flag, grew up in New China, and went to university. How could you still believe in these illusory things? Is this what your teachers at school taught you?"

Wu Sanxing was a little confused. Wasn't Wuxie a materialist before? Why did he think of these things and believe them so firmly?

Could it be that someone secretly approached Wuxie and showed him something he shouldn't see in advance?

Wu Sansheng narrowed his eyes, looked at Wuxie with a foxy smile, and began to ask questions.

"I've been with you for so many years, and I still don't know you, kid? As soon as you stick your butt out, I know what shit you're going to do.

Tell me, is there anyone gossiping about you?

What a mess, yet you can make it sound so convincing. Tell us everything you know. That person knows so much about our family affairs, maybe there is a mole in the family!