The Heaven’s Jailer

"Master, you finally got the hang of it, you even learned how to shop online!" Delia stood up excitedly. The old house is small in size and the living room is only a few square meters. There is no need to walk to the door at all. Once you turn your hand, you will pull the door. opened,

However, when she saw the courier outside through the iron fence security door, her smile suddenly stiffened on her face.

After a pause for half a second, Delia finally reacted and suddenly closed the opened door again, and then leaned her back against the door, her face full of shock.

"What's wrong?" An old man asked suspiciously on the sofa only two or three meters away. The old man is already in his seventies or eighties, and his hair is more than half gray. Of course, the old man has a bigger feature. Each hand is missing two fingers.

"The owner of the sale just now came to the door." Delia said with an ugly face.

"Open the door, he can find you so quickly, you can't run away. You have a hard stubble this time." The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a sigh.

Delia seemed very convinced by the old man's words, took a deep breath, turned around and opened the wooden door again, unscrewed the lock of the anti-theft door, and then looked at Liu Lang with a complicated expression.

"Your master saved you." Liu Lang glanced at Delia and stepped into the room. The reason he said so was because if Delia was a few seconds later, he would break in.

At that time, it would not be as polite as it is now.

"Return things to others." The old man looked at Liu Lang up and down. After a long time, he turned his head and said to Delia.

Delia gritted her teeth, reached out her hand from her pocket and took the emerald green mobile phone out of her pocket and handed it to Liu Lang.

Liu Lang couldn't help being a little surprised. He could spit out what he ate. It seemed that the master and disciple were very different from ordinary thieves.

He originally came here with full of anger, after all, under the public, it was a great challenge to him to steal the emperor's green jade cell phone.

But at this moment, Liu Lang felt like he had nowhere to focus.

If the other party smashes with him or runs away without a word, he has a reason to take action, but now, the other party directly surrenders and stands in front of him. When fighting, he pays special attention to the prisoners, and he also pays attention to frankness during the trial. Leniency, resistance and strictness, Liu Lang felt that if he did something more, it would not be interesting enough.

Crucially, he was curious about the old man on the sofa.

Glancing at the old man, Liu Lang took the phone that Delia had handed over and weighed it a little bit, knowing that this phone was indeed the one he had lost.

"The child is ignorant, so I asked the little brother to raise his precious hand and give her a way out." The old man stood up slowly while leaning on the sofa. Only then did Liu Lang discover that in addition to finger problems, the old man had a calf missing. The leg on the left is empty from below the knee.

"Does the old gentleman look at me a little bit high, what if I just happen to find here?" Liu Lang faintly smiled and asked tentatively.

"There are so many coincidental things in the world." The old man shook his head and said: "In our business, technology always ranks second. The first place is the ability to judge the situation, what can be stolen. , What can not be stolen, this is the key. In this respect, my apprentice obviously did not learn well."

After hearing what the old man said, Liu Lang became more curious about the old man's past.

"The old gentleman stole something that couldn't be stolen?" Liu Lang asked, looking at the old man's mutilated hands and feet.

"Yes. So, the above is my experience in exchange for blood, but people who haven't really shed blood can't understand it." The old man glanced at Delia, "His craftsmanship is no worse than mine. But the ability to judge the situation is much worse than I was back then. It was actually her luck to meet her little brother."

"How can you see it?" Liu Lang asked.

"Because, looking at the eyes of the little brother, I know that the little brother is not a bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty person. She can learn a lesson, but she can't lose her life. This is great luck." The old man said with emotion.

Liu Lang had to admit that the old man was very accurate, and he began to re-examine the old man.

"Qi Refining Realm Cultivator?" As the real eye, after scanning the old man, Liu Lang couldn't help showing a shocked expression in his eyes. This old man is more than 300 years old and has the cultivation base of the early Qi Refining Realm. No wonder, From the moment he entered the room, he felt that the old man had a distinctive temperament.

Perhaps, the old man also noticed his identity as a cultivator.

Otherwise, he will not let his apprentice give up resistance.

The old man's name is Liu Xiachun. A cultivator in the early stage of the Qi Refining Realm had his fingers and calves broken, and then lived in seclusion in an old community in a bustling city. Obviously, he was a person with a story.

"Old sir, I don't need to investigate the matter of your apprentice, but I am very interested in your matter. I don't know, can you talk about it?" Liu Lang said in a deep thought.

"Those who are about to enter the soil, there is nothing to say. Some things have been held in my heart for many years. I have to find someone to talk to me, otherwise I will feel uneasy when I die. Since the little brother is interested, I will talk about it." Liu Xiachun Sit down slowly, "Delia, close the door, come here too, you should also know what school you learned from."

"Yes." Delia hurriedly closed the door when she heard the words, and then carefully stood beside the old man.

"Thieves also have martial arts?" Liu Lang was very curious and sat down silently.

"Delia, you asked me my name before, but I didn't say it. Now I can tell you that my name is Liu Xiachun, and my ancestor is Liu Xiatuo, a thief of the Spring and Autumn Period."

"Liu Xia Tuo, Pirate Tuo?" Liu Lang asked in surprise.

Pirate Tuo was a celebrity in the Spring and Autumn Period. Not only was he known as the originator of thieves, he also led a large-scale slave uprising at that time. The idiom of Pirates also originated from that era.

"Yes!" Liu Xiachun nodded, "Since our ancestor Liu Xiatuo, the children of our Liu Xia family have practiced stealing skills for generations, but these skills can only be spread within the family, and then they gradually decline. By my generation, I was already the only descendant, and by coincidence, I gained a whole body of cultivation. Therefore, when I was young, I was proud and relied on my cultivation to commit crimes all around without fail. Later, the courage grew stronger and he became more defiant."

"There is nothing in the world that I can't steal. My eyes gradually turned to the family of the sect. About eighty years ago, I accidentally learned about a treasure-hidden place, precisely because of this treasure-hidden place. , I am left with this lifelong disability."

"What place of treasure?" Liu Lang couldn't help being curious.

Liu Xiachun was silent for a moment, and said every word: "Mo family treasure house!"