The capital is in chaos again.

This time it's because of the fall of the Eastern Family.

Dongfang Shuo, as a public figure, his sacrifice caused a sensational impact on the Chinese people. However, the death announced to the public was naturally not killed by Mo Yi, but General Dongfang Shuo, who was old and died of a sudden heart attack at home.

Although the rest of the Dongfang family members were not implicated in the investigation in this incident, the deaths of Dongfang Shuo and Dongfang Hu have made the once brilliant and dazzling Dongfang family fall off the altar, and it is even difficult to compete with the power of the five small families.

As the driving force behind all these events, Gao Fei was in the Scripture Pavilion at the Dragon Group base at this time, and when he first joined the Soul Group, he heard Bonier say that only by reaching the position of the Twelve Peaks could he check the books on the secret history of Huaxia martial arts in the Scripture Pavilion.

However, Gao Fei now inquired about another way, the Tianhao disciple also has the right to look through part of the secret history of martial arts, and Gao Fei was recommended by Bao Shangfeng as a Tianhao disciple not long ago, and now that the formalities have been completed, he has become a genuine Tianhao disciple.

In the third hidden door of the Zangjing Pavilion, there is a huge display wall dedicated to storing the history of Chinese martial arts and related materials, when he saw the thousands of books stacked densely packed on the exhibition shelves, Gao Fei's head suddenly became bigger.

"When will you find so many books?"

"What books are you looking for? The old man may be able to help you. As soon as Gao Fei sighed, a white-haired old man appeared quietly.

Even though Gao Fei's psychological quality was super strong, he was also taken aback by the old man who suddenly jumped out, because after he entered the third layer of the Scripture Pavilion, he deliberately looked at the environment, and he didn't find anyone in it at all.

"Who are you?" Goofy asked.

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that there were really people in the dragon group who didn't know him, and when he came back to his senses, the old man showed a kind smile: "Haha! It doesn't matter who I am, but I am familiar with every floor of the Scripture Pavilion and can help you find the books you want." ”

Gao Fei suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are the librarian of the Scripture Pavilion." ”

Librarian?

The old man couldn't help but laugh: "Haha! Then I'm the librarian." ”

"Yes, yes, no, no, you're still embarrassed to admit it? In fact, being able to become the librarian of the Dragon Group's Scripture Pavilion is also very face-saving. ”

Gao Fei educated the old man a little, and Gao Fei was a little dissatisfied with the old man's behavior that he was embarrassed to admit to his profession.

The white-haired old man rolled his eyes for a while, and finally regained his kind smile: "Say, what book are you looking for?"

"I want to know about the martial arts chaos twenty years ago, are there any books recorded here?" Gao Fei became nervous.

The old man's expression changed slightly: "What do you know about that thing?"

"Hey, I said you old man, do you have a bit of professionalism? As a librarian, you just need to help others find the books they need, why do you ask so much?" Goofy was not happy.

Old man?

The corners of the white-haired old man's mouth twitched, he had been in the dragon group for more than twenty years, and he had never heard anyone dare to call him that.

"The book you are looking for is listed as one of the most precious books in the Scripture Pavilion, and it is stored in the fourth layer of the Scripture Pavilion, only the twelve peaks of the dragon group are qualified to read it, are you the twelve peaks?" the old man's tone seemed to have some taste of revenge.

"I'm not the Twelve Upper Peaks, but I'm a disciple of the Heavenly Number, can't I enter the Fourth Layer of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?" Gao Fei still held out a glimmer of hope.

The old man said in a firm tone: "Then you can't enter the fourth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. ”

Gao Fei felt a sense of loss in his heart, but he still refused to give up, and asked again, "Old man, can you enter the fourth floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?"

The white-haired old man couldn't accept Gao Fei's call of his 'old man' for a while, and every time Gao Fei shouted, he instinctively rolled his eyes.

"Of course I can go in, because I'm twelve...... Librarian. The old man looked a little proud.

Gao Fei immediately became excited, and began to pinch the other party's shoulders and beat his back: "Grandpa! you must be bored and tired in such a large Tibetan Scripture Pavilion every day, you sit down, I will help you relax and relax, my massage techniques are very formal, and I have been specially trained in a large foot bath shop." ”

The corners of the white-haired old man's mouth twitched, and the massage techniques he learned from the foot bath shop?

"Alright, don't be courteous here, I know what's going on in your kid's head, but I can tell you for sure, it can't be!" the old man was tough.

Gao Fei didn't give up easily: "Grandpa, don't make a decision in a hurry, it's not too late to make a decision after feeling my massage techniques." ”

"Hmph, if I'm not mistaken, you just called me 'old man'. ”

It seems that this white-haired old man is very vindictive.

"Yes, why don't I remember? I've always called you grandpa!" Gao Fei pretended to be crazy and sold stupidly, and his skills were first-class: "By the way, grandpa, what is your surname?"

"The surname is Gao. The old man's tone was flat, and he didn't seem to eat Goofy's set.

"Hey, you also believe in Gao, my surname is Gao, we were a family five hundred years ago. ”

Gao Fei was massaging and setting up, and the old man simply closed his eyes, looking like he only enjoyed the posture of not doing anything.

Seeing that the other party was indifferent, Gao Fei had to use his housekeeping skills, but when he just felt out three silver needles to pierce them, a huge force suddenly came from his wrist, and he was caught by the old man in his hand.

"Stinky boy, do you dare to plot against the old man?"

The white-haired old man's eyes widened, and a chill suddenly surged on his body, as if he was falling with the momentum of the waves, and he couldn't breathe.

Goofy was shocked, he didn't expect that an old man with a kind and kind appearance would suddenly turn into a lion when he started a fire. He didn't even see how the other party made a move, and he couldn't see through the majestic aura of the old man—this librarian was a top master.

"Grandpa Gao, don't get excited, I'm not framing you, I'm going to give you acupuncture. Goofy hurriedly explained that he even had a feeling of dying at any moment.

The white-haired old man raised his eyebrows: "You can do acupuncture at a young age? ”

Gao Fei was a little unhappy, his acupuncture skills were deeply inherited by the master, especially the Eight Needles of Soul Recovery, it was useless for ordinary people to find him to pierce, and now he took the initiative to take action, and the old man in front of him still didn't appreciate it.

"Grandpa Gao, we can't judge people by their appearance, that's what uneducated people do. Goofy has something to say.

The white-haired old man blew his beard angrily and glared, and someone dared to scold him for being uneducated.

"Hmph, you kid don't dare to do anything to me, otherwise I have a hundred ways to kill you in seconds, you first prick a needle in the old man's wrist, and I'll see your depth." ”

Gao Fei suddenly didn't want to perform the stunt of the Eight Needles of Soul Recovery, but when he thought of the martial arts chaos related to the secrets of the three masters, he had to grit his teeth and endure this evil breath.

It's a big deal that after the other party helped him enter the fourth layer of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and find the martial arts history book, he complained behind his back that this old guy abused his power.

Swish!

Goofy is extremely fast.

Between the calcium carbide sparks, three silver needles fell on the three meridian points on the white-haired old man's wrist.

The old man shouted, "Hey, did you open your eyes when you got the needle? ”

Whew!

In the seconds he spoke, Gao Fei put his hands together, and the acupuncture points on the old man's right arm had all been pierced, and under the illumination of the light, the row of silver needles flickered, and the old man who watched was worried.

"Why are you taking off my clothes?"

"I'm done with my arm, now I'm going to tie my body. ”

Gao Fei had already entered the state, and he didn't care whether the other party agreed or not, and very rudely tore the old man's black robe, and cut the white undershirt inside with a silver needle.

With the strength of the old man, of course, Gao Fei's behavior could be easily stopped, but he only complained a few words verbally, and did not take substantive action.

Because the effect of the Eight Needles of Soul Rejuvenation had already appeared, the white-haired old man felt that the breath in the dantian was running on its own, and then flowing through the various meridian points of the body.

"One needle of disease, two injections of life, three injections of flesh and bones......"

Gao Fei only cast the eight needles of soul rejuvenation to the third layer, this is not because he is stingy or has an opinion on the old man, so he does not pierce the fourth needle, but the role of the fourth needle is to channel the spiritual vein, helping ordinary people to quickly open the door to enter the martial arts, and the old man in front of him is obviously an ancient martial arts master, and there is no need to open the spiritual vein at all.

But the effect of the first three needles had already shocked the white-haired old man, especially when he heard the words in Gao Fei's mouth, he couldn't help but call out: "Eight Needles for Soul Recovery?

This time it was Goofy's turn to be surprised.

In this life, Hua Zhong only taught Gao Fei alone, and when Gao Fei went down the mountain, he repeatedly warned him that he could not pass on the secret book of the needle to others, and he was not even allowed to say it.

Gao Fei also took the master's words to heart, and every time he cast the Eight Needles of Soul Return, he was forced to save people between life and death, but after he went down the mountain, he performed so many needles, and no one had ever seen the mystery, even Bai Yi, who was known as the King of Huaxia Needles, only saw the Qi Luck Needle, and did not know about the Eight Needles of Soul Return.

But at this time, the old man in front of him said the name of the needle.

"What are the Eight Needles of Soul Rejuvenation?" Gao Fei immediately entered a state of pretending to be stupid.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Haha! It seems that I have admitted my mistake, the young man's massage skills are good, which foot bath shop did you learn this technique from? ”

"You're afraid you won't be able to learn that. Goofy sighed.

The old man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh?

"Recently, the above investigation has been tight, the foot bath shop was closed half a month ago, fortunately I escaped quickly at the time, otherwise you would not be able to feel such an authentic massage technique. ”