After the middle-aged man's two arms were scrapped, his combat effectiveness immediately dropped to almost zero.

How is it possible to use a charm without two hands? How is it possible to be against me?

The middle-aged man was a little frightened, and quickly retreated, he wanted to escape.

However, I didn't give him this chance.

I chased him straight and stabbed him in the right leg with a knife.

I also got rid of his right leg.

After losing his right leg, the middle-aged man fell to the ground, unable to even make a decent counterattack.

I sneered and put the knife on his neck.

Unexpectedly, with such a simple thing, he actually caught Zhao Bufan's master.

In this way, the level of the people on the dust-free mountain is not very good?

When I was thinking about this, the middle-aged man suddenly gritted his teeth and opened his mouth: "Who are you?" You are not Zhao Bufan. ”

I laughed: "How can you tell that I am not Zhao Bufan?" ”

The middle-aged man said: "Zhao Bufan won't make a move at me, you must be a fake." Who are you. ”

I wasn't interested in answering his question, but said lightly, "Now, I'll ask you a few questions." If you answer, and you answer correctly, I can consider sparing your life. ”

"If the answer is wrong, or if you deliberately conceal it, then don't blame me for being rude."

As a result, I haven't even said what questions to ask.

The middle-aged man said, "Your methods and ways are very familiar. It's a bit like Lin Hesheng. Where the hell did you come from? ”

I said faintly, "You guessed right, Lin Hesheng is my grandfather." ”

The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed: "I see, it turned out to be the Lin family." No wonder it's so difficult. ”

At the moment when I got my identity, the middle-aged man seemed to be a little disheartened.

He didn't seem to want to resist anymore, so he completely resigned himself to his fate and let me manipulate him in all ways.

I was slightly stunned in my heart: Dustless Mountain, are you so jealous of my grandfather? Why did grandpa never talk about it before he died?

Could it be ...... Grandpa was dismissive of the dust-free mountain and didn't bother to bring it up?

I thought about it in my heart, and then I started to stick needles in middle-aged people.

I have taken away one arm and one leg of this man, and have restrained this man's movements.

But after all, he is very strong, who knows if he will go out of his body to deal with me?

So I first trapped his soul in my body, and then sealed his eight meridians with needles.

The middle-aged man has been silently watching me do this.

In the end, he sighed and said faintly: "Lin Hesheng's heir, is he so unconfident? Even if you tie me up layer by layer, you still have to seal my acupuncture points with needles. ”

"If this spreads, I'm afraid it will greatly lose your grandfather's face."

I turned a deaf ear to the words of the middle-aged man, but I didn't hear them.

Face? What is face?

Is it the one that can only be saved if you have a life?

If it's because of a moment of negligence. If you lose your life, what do you want to do with face?

Besides, if a person dies, isn't it at the mercy of the other party's arrangement, and he is powerless to resist? I wouldn't do such a stupid thing anyway.

Soon, the middle-aged man was trapped by me.

I focused on taking care of the middle-aged man's limbs, and after making sure that his arms and legs could not move, I breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Next, it's time for interrogation.

I said lightly, "Tell me, what's your name?" ”

The middle-aged man's answer was a bit incorrect: "My nickname is Three Hands." ”

Me: "......"

I was a little speechless, frowned and said, "Is it a thief?" ”

Three hands, isn't that a thief?

Could it be that this guy was a thief before joining Dustless Mountain? Or maybe although you are a master in the dustless mountain, you can't change your old habits?

In short, this name made me think about it a lot.

And after the middle-aged man said his nickname, he shut up and refused to say anything else.

I slapped him on the face with a peachwood knife: "What about your real name?" ”

The middle-aged man said lightly: "Is your real name important?" I'll just say it. I'm afraid it's also fake, you can't verify the authenticity, it's better not to listen. ”

I said lightly, "Name." ”

The middle-aged man frowned, and finally spoke, "Guan Su." ”

I have no way to verify the authenticity of this name.

Actually, I don't care if the name is true or not.

I asked the name, just to let the three hands know that now that he was captured by me, he must honestly cooperate.

Really. After saying the name, the three hands seemed to adjust to their identity a little.

I asked him, "Dustless Mountain, what does it have to do with the Yin Golem?" ”

The faces of the three hands changed slightly.

I pointed a knife at his heart: "Don't say you don't know. I don't believe it. If your answer isn't what I want to hear. Or unlike what I've heard before, if I find out that you are deliberately deceiving me, I will not hesitate to pierce your heart. ”

"You can't survive with my knife through your heart. Even if you can't keep your soul, you'll be gone. ”

The three hands immediately trembled violently.

I asked with a bad face, "Tell me, what is your relationship?" ”

The three hands said cautiously, "If I leak this secret, I may invite the revenge of the Dustless Mountain." Don't think about peace in this life. ”

I said faintly, "That's very simple, let's not let others know that you have leaked the secret of Dustless Mountain, right?" ”

The three hands were silent for a while, and then sighed: "Dustless Mountain, I did have contact with the Yin Golem. But things are not what you think, and the Dustless Mountain and the Netherworld Golem have some ulterior motives. ”

"This is not the case. The Dustless Mountain and the Yin Golem are also hostile. ”

"This thing is very strange and evil. They are not spirits, nor are they living. ”

"They don't seem to be the same species as us at all. The contact between the dustless mountain and the yin golem is completely about understanding the yin golem and studying the yin golem. ”

"It is said that many years ago, Dustless Mountain once caught a puppet and imprisoned him for many years."

I asked curiously, "What are you trying to do with the puppet?" ”

The three hands said, "I want to know the source of the power of the yin golem." ”

"As you know, the Yin Golem is powerful. If a yin puppet appears casually, the top master of the sect must come forward, otherwise it will not be able to defeat at all. ”

"At that time, some people considered that if they knew the cultivation method of the Yin Puppet, wouldn't they be able to travel thousands of miles in a day?"

I suddenly had a feeling that the people on the dustless mountain were really perverted.

He actually used this method to increase his cultivation speed. Isn't this playing with fire?

I asked the three hands, "What happened later?" Did you make it? ”

Sanshou smiled bitterly: "It doesn't seem to be, if I succeed, will I be caught by you?" ”

I hummed and asked, "What else can you give me about the Netherworld Golem and the Foggy Hell Mountain?" ”

The three hands said, "This news is ......"

When he said this, his face suddenly turned pale.

His eyes stared at my back, and his whole body trembled violently: "It's over, it's over, Dustless Mountain knows that I have leaked my secret." ”

I looked at him in surprise: "How come? It's just the two of us here......"

As soon as I said this, I suddenly noticed that a hand suddenly appeared on the chest of the three hands.

I was startled and let out an exclamation to step back.

But late.

I hesitated for a second, and then I lost all opportunities.

The hand slammed into the Tanzhong acupoint in my chest.

Tanzhong was hit by the key point, and my breath suddenly stagnated.

I tried hard to inhale, but I couldn't get anything.

My body kept backing away, and then with a thud, it slammed into the ground.

I curled up there, convulsing violently, not to mention how uncomfortable I was.

At this time, three hands slowly walked over.

He crouched down and looked at me. Needles were pricked into my body and my limbs were sealed.

Then he smiled and said, "Now you know, why I call it Three Hands, right?" ”

I didn't speak, but I was shouting in my heart: careless, careless. It turns out that this guy really has a third hand.

Now that I have been seriously injured in the heart and pricked with needles, there is no possibility of turning the tables around.

Unexpectedly, in just a few minutes, the situation suddenly reversed.

Seeing that I was powerless to resist, the three hands strode towards Zhao Bufan.

Zhao Bufan was lying on the ground, unconscious, bleeding from his mouth.

The three hands examined it cursorely, then sighed and stuffed a pill in his mouth.

However, looking at his solemn face, it is difficult to say whether this pill has an effect.