Chapter 24: Uncle Wu

The emaciated old man couldn't help but ask with a little curiosity: "I see that the little brother you used just now is the technique of sealing acupoints and intercepting pulses, right?

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The emaciated old man, who was stunned, glanced at Xiao Xiaobai with a strange expression, and then couldn't help but say, "Little brother, do you think you can help my companion relieve the pain on his body first?"

"Huh.." Xiao Xiaobai looked sideways at the emaciated old man and smiled: "Old man, what do you call it?"

"My surname is Qiu, and the people in the rivers and lakes call me the Ninth Master," the emaciated old man also said simply to Xiao Xiaobai as if he was introducing himself.

Qiu Jiuye?Xiao Xiaobai raised his eyebrows and looked at the emaciated old man with a smile: "It sounds like you have a lot of status, what, do you think I should give you a face?"

"Young man, shouldn't you respect the elders?" asked the emaciated old man Qiu Jiuye with a frown.

Xiao Xiaobai looked at Qiu Jiuye with a deeper smile on the corner of his mouth and was slightly silent before saying, "Old man, do you know what you are in my eyes now?"

"What is it?, the fish on the cutting board?" Qiu Jiuye asked with a slightly curious smile as he looked at Xiao Xiaobai.

Xiao Xiaobai, who shook his head lightly, looked at Qiu Jiuye seriously before saying, "In my eyes, you are an old immortal buried in the loess to his neck." No, maybe you can't say you're old, but you're just not far from death. Or, let me make it clearer, your body is too evil, and there is a faint smell of earth, begging for a living under the soil, right?

"Who the hell are you?" Qiu Jiuye, who had a staggered smile on his face, couldn't help but look at Xiao Xiaobai in surprise.

"It's just a small person!" Xiao Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "Qiu Jiuye, I just want to remind you that although I don't dare to kill people here, I have a way to make you die faster, and I don't know it." I don't like to cause trouble, but I hate it when people come to me. ā€

Qiu Jiuye, whose face changed slightly, looked at Xiao Xiaobai's indifferent and calm expression, and couldn't help but feel a little awe-inspiring in his heart.

After Xiao Xiaobai finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Qiu Jiuye, and closed his eyes and crossed his knees to cultivate.

Looking at Xiao Xiaobai, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, Qiu Jiuye, who was silent for a moment, got up and got out of bed, came to the corner of the wall not far away and squatted down, and stretched out his hand to help up the sturdy man who was still moaning in suppressed pain with convulsions: "Tieshan, how are you?"

"Ninth Master! Please, stun me!" This iron-clad man, who was covered in cold sweat at this moment, as if he had just been fished out of the water, heard Qiu Jiuye's voice, and suddenly couldn't help but speak with difficulty.

Seeing him look at him like this, Qiu Jiuye, who was looking at him like an embarrassed and eager pleading, couldn't help but twitch his old face, and then stretched out his hand and slashed at the back of the head of the strong man Tie Shan, making him roll his eyes and faint like a stiff body.

And then, he turned his head to look at Xiao Xiaobai as if he was conscious, to be precise, he looked at Qiu Jiuye beside Xiao Xiaobai, but he was as stiff as a ghost, his eyes and mouth slowly widened.

A faint cold aura permeated the cell, making the other temporary inmates who honestly crawled to sleep on the bunk opposite Xiao Xiaobai's bed couldn't help but instinctively shrink and wrap the blankets on their bodies.

However, Qiu Jiuye felt even more chilly in his heart at this time, sitting next to the unconscious Tie Shan, as if he couldn't get up, his thin body was faintly trembling slightly.

Xiao Xiaobai didn't have the heart to pay attention to Qiu Jiuye at this time, he was immersed in cultivation, absorbing and refining spiritual energy slowly became a kind of physical instinct, and he could even be slightly distracted to study and ponder the Taixuan Medicine Sutra.

In the corner room on the first floor of a residential building in the detention center, a bronze compass that was quietly placed suddenly turned sharply on an old desk.

"Huh?" A middle-aged man who was sleeping on the bed not far away suddenly opened his eyes as if he was aware of it, got up with his eyebrows, got out of bed and put on a police uniform jacket, came to the desk to look at the compass, couldn't help but close his eyes and sense it slightly, and then opened his eyes again and couldn't help but whisper in surprise: "Ghost qi? How can it be? How can there be such a heavy ghost qi in this detention center?"

With a solemn expression and a slight groan, the middle-aged man reached out and picked up the compass, turned around and walked out directly.

Relying on the guidance of the compass, in the dark night, the middle-aged man who was quietly approaching the building where the cell was located alone suddenly stopped not too far from the cell where Xiao Xiaobai was, looked at the compass and pointer that stopped trembling, and couldn't help frowning even tighter: "Why can't you sense it again?"

The night passed quickly, and as soon as the sky was bright, Xiao Xiaobai slowly opened his eyes and ended his cultivation.

Glancing at the other temporary detainees who were still sleeping on the bed opposite, Xiao Xiaobai, who had gotten out of bed, couldn't help but look at Tie Shan and Qiu Jiuye, who were sitting in the corner of the wall.

Xiao Xiaobai, who stepped forward and squatted down slightly, stretched out his hand and moved, and the slightest trace of internal qi gathered at his fingertips, and then lightning-like points on several acupuncture points on Tie Shan's body.

Iron Mountain, which had come to its senses like a spirit, was like a drowning man who had just fled to the shore and gasped for breath.

"How was it going, how did it taste last night?" Xiao Xiaobai's cold and indifferent voice made Tie Shan, who subconsciously looked up at him, tremble again, and subconsciously dodged to the side with a look of fear in his eyes, but accidentally knocked Qiu Jiuye to the ground.

Qiu Jiuye, who was asleep, woke up this time, and when he saw Xiao Xiaobai, he couldn't help but tremble, and his face was a little pale.

Xiao Xiaobai looked at the reaction of the two of them and smiled dumbly: "Look at you, I'm a ghost?"

When Qiu Jiuye heard this, he couldn't help but shrink his eyes in an instant, and his emaciated old face looked even more bloodless.

Jingling.. With the ringing of a bell, before six o'clock, the lights of the entire detention center were already lit up, and all the temporary detainees got up to wash, and then they all went to the closed hall-like detention center cafeteria in an orderly manner to prepare for breakfast.

To Xiao Xiaobai's surprise, the food in the canteen was not bad, at least there were meat and vegetarian food, and he could eat enough.

Xiao Xiaobai, who was sitting at a table eating meat buns and noodles, suddenly felt that the seat on the side sank, and when he looked sideways, he saw a middle-aged policeman who looked forty or fifty years old, with gray hair and a slightly sickly pale face, sitting next to him, and looked at himself with a smile. Although this middle-aged policeman is not young, he can be regarded as a handsome old man. Looking at his face, he must have been handsome and extraordinary when he was young. But this had nothing to do with Xiao Xiaobai, he just glanced at it casually, then lowered his head and continued to eat.

"Young man, why did you come in?" asked the middle-aged policeman with a very amiable smile.

Xiao Xiaobai, who took a bite of noodles, said indifferently without raising his head: "Weak!"

"Uh.." The middle-aged policeman who seemed to be stunned turned his gaze to flash, but he couldn't help but smile even more on his face, looked at Xiao Xiaobai and nodded lightly: "This answer is a bit novel!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged policeman also ate his bowl of noodles, and after a few bites, he slowly spoke: "It's not a sin to be weak, and it's not a sin to be willing to be weak." But if you are crazy and desperate to become stronger, then you will definitely lose more than you gain in the end. ā€

"I'm most annoying to you like this, what do you want to say, can't you just be more direct?" Xiao Xiaobai frowned and looked at the middle-aged policeman.

The middle-aged policeman shook his head with a faint smile and said, "It's nothing, it's just a feeling." ā€

"There's something wrong!" Xiao Xiaobai, who muttered angrily, finished eating the noodles like gobbling up, picked up the last bun and got up and left.

As soon as Xiao Xiaobai left the canteen of the detention center and walked towards the corridor where the cell was located, he saw a young policeman guarding the door frowning at him and said, "Boy, don't be ignorant, Uncle Wu is willing to teach you a few words, just listen carefully, it won't hurt you." Otherwise, I'm afraid we'll inevitably meet here again in the future. ā€

"Thank you for your kindness, but it's not possible," Xiao Xiaobai smiled at the young policeman with the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and then walked straight down the aisle towards the cell.

The young policeman who saw Xiao Xiaobai leave shook his head a little helplessly and continued to stand at his post.