Chapter Seventy-Three: The Bad Old Man in the Heavenly Prison

Hearing this, I felt like I couldn't die for a while.

However, being used as an experiment? I subconsciously fell on those monsters, and I was afraid that the encounter would be worse than death.

At this time, the white-robed woman shook her head and said: "This kid's identity is not ordinary, it's been an eventful time recently, we have broken into here one after another, I'm afraid that this kid still has accomplices, it's not safe in the dungeon, or else, lock him up in the top dungeon and lock him up with that old immortal thing!"

The red-robed woman pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "It's okay, the defense system of the heavenly prison is more tight, ordinary people will never be able to break in, at most two days will lock him up, and the black-robed Venerable will be able to come to us to pick up people, and there will be no trouble." ”

The two women discussed it, grabbed me by the shoulders with their hands, and slid up the stairs.

Before I came out, I turned my head to take a look, and the only three princesses who were left had launched a terrible cannibalization of the group of prisoners, and the bloody scene made me not even want to look at it more.

The top floor was small in size, but there were many mechanisms, and the two women walked very carefully, passing through three large iron gates that had to be recognized with fingerprints and pupils, before leading me into the innermost cell.

The temperature in this cell was even lower, there was even frost on the floor, and the wounds on my body were exposed to the cold inside, the pain was indescribable, and there was no need to torture me to extract a confession, as long as I stayed here for one night, I would be tortured half to death.

With a pop, the two women threw me in, and the thick steel door behind me was closed again, and I left without saying a word.

I clasped my hands in front of my chest, shivering, this cell area is very large, more than 100 square meters, there is nothing bare, only an iron cage more than one person high is placed in the corner, an old man sits cross-legged in it, his head bowed, I don't know what he is studying.

"Endgame, it's really an endgame, how to solve it?" The old man's voice came, and I walked over curiously, looking carefully a few meters away from the old man.

His back was hunched, his gray cloth was tattered, his back was exposed, and the black and white hair on the top of his head looked like a chicken nest.

I can't resist the cold when I come here at a bloody age, but this old man is as steady as Mount Tai, and he doesn't seem to have anything to do with it, could it be that there is a warm air in his iron cage?

I laughed to myself and quickly dispelled the funny idea.

"Young man, do you know how to play chess, come and show me!" the old man did not look back, but stretched one hand backwards at an angle of one hundred and eighty degrees, and hooked his finger at me.

My brows immediately furrowed, and I asked in surprise, "How do you know I'm a man?"

"You're not a man, are you still a eunuch?" the old man didn't answer me directly, but laughed insultingly.

I held back the unhappiness in my heart and said, "I mean, you don't even look at me, how can you tell that I'm a man, it's not logical." ”

"Hehe, old man, I have lived for more than 80 years, do you still have to use your eyes to see it? You are three feet three inches long with each step, and your height is about 1.80 meters or more, and your footsteps are all over 80 meters, you should have some foundation in martial arts, but you are not solid, your feet are sinking steadily, and your weight should be 150 pounds, this height, this weight, what is not a man?"

The old man's words made me dumbfounded, he could analyze these from my footsteps, what kind of ear power was needed.

I am familiar with the Ghost Hand Peerless Study, and there are many descriptions of human hearing, eyesight, and ear power, and if I break through to the third level of the Ghost Hand Peerless Study, my hearing will also be significantly improved, but if you want to reach the level of a mysterious old man, in addition to these, you also need extraordinary experience, and extremely strong thinking ability.

I was shocked by the old man's methods, and judging from what he had just said, he should not be a bad person, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and walked cautiously over.

When he was two meters away from the iron cage, the old man suddenly turned around, not the kind of slow turning, but his butt was attached to the ground, and he twisted directly like a roulette wheel, and there was a Go board at his feet.

"Can you play Go, can there be a solution to this endgame?" The old man bowed his head and stared at the chessboard intently, holding his chin with his palm, thinking like a serious student.

The old man's hands and feet were shackled as thick as wrists, and the cage looked stronger.

The only explanation for a normal person who would take such harsh lockdown measures on a moribund old man is that the identity of this old man is not ordinary, and if he is not locked up in this way, he is likely to run out.

"Yes, some, but not very proficient, you have no solution to this game of chess, the black son was crushed by the white son, it is already the dead end of the battle of the trapped beast, how can this be played?"

I also paid attention to the chessboard, and saw that it was already densely packed with chess pieces.

There are only a quarter of the sunspots, and more than twice as many whites, and according to my understanding of Go, the sunspots have no chance of winning.

"I'll fuck you a little slippery head, if the old man knows how to get off, do you still need to ask you? Go and go, where is cool, where to stay, don't block me here!" The old man wrinkled his nose and drank at me, spitting at me in the face.

I am more than a meter away from him, and the fact that the foaming star can fly so far shows how confident this old man is.

I took a closer look at his appearance, and he claimed to be in his eighties, but his complexion was very full, and his hair was not completely black, and he was no different from the old man in his sixties in society.

After the old man scolded me, he stopped talking and resumed his study of the game.

I became more and more curious about him, and asked, "Old man, have you offended Lianxiang, and why did they arrest you here?"

"Who's the old man? Where am I, old man...... No, Ben was a teenager who only celebrated his eighteenth birthday last year. He sprayed me in the face with another spit, and then looked down at the chess game.

My face was full of black lines, and after a pause, I said, "I feel that you are not an ordinary person, do you know how to get out?"

"Nonsense, if I can get out, as for being locked up by them for twenty years?" the old man disdained, but still bowed his head to study the chess game.

Subsequently, every time I said a word, I was either scolded by him, or I was ridiculed by his inexplicable words, and I was speechless.

sighed helplessly, it seems that this old man is not very easy to deal with.

I looked down at the wounds on my body, and strangely enough, the wounds that had been bitten by those monsters not only did not change color, but scabbed over at a very fast speed, and the same was true of the wounds inflicted on me by the white-robed woman.

Could it be that those green liquids have some kind of hormone that can mutate the body's ability to recover?

The temperature around me made my body more and more cold, and I moved my limbs, feeling that the heat was still not enough, so I simply cultivated the ghost hand mastery.

The second level of the birth door, the corresponding move is floating in the waves, originally I couldn't use it completely, but after injecting the green liquid today, the energy of the body is inexplicably abundant, and I have skillfully played it once in the cell before.

I was not afraid of physical pain, repeated the drill over and over again, although there was no longer the momentum before, but the effect of the drill was still much stronger than usual, after more than 20 minutes, a layer of fine sweat had been born all over the body.

I was about to sit cross-legged to recover my strength, but out of the corner of my eye, I found that the old man was looking at me in a daze.

"Housheng, what is your name and what does it have to do with Xie Qianyu?" the old man pursed his lips, his broom-shaped eyebrows furrowed together.

My heart shook suddenly, these few simple words shocked me unimaginably.

There are many annotations from predecessors on the Ghost Hand Peerless School, and this Xie Qianyu is one of them.

In order of generation, the position where Xie Qianyu wrote the annotations was still an era before Lin Fei.

"The ghost doctor is a sparse person, and the exercises will never be passed on, especially this ghost hand mastery, which is the only martial arts secret book in the door, is it that you are Xie Qianyu's grandson? No, no, I haven't heard that old boy has a queen, could it be that you stole his secret book?"

The old man muttered to himself, like an old urchin who didn't grow up, but every word made me feel frightened.

What is a ghost doctor, and what is the connection with my life experience?