Infernal Hero

Chapter 7 Undying Old Man

There was a song playing on the loudspeaker in the lookout area. According to Miao Shifan's introduction, it was called Nanniwan. It was a very, very old song. The loud and clear voice of the female singer gave people a sense of prosperity. Miao Shifan sat on the concrete platform and danced to the music, listening very attentively.

"This song sounds good. What's the name of the singer?" Gu Tianyou put down the Record of Purification in his hand and turned around to ask.

Miao Shifan closed his eyes and said, "Guo Lanying, a very old singer."

Gu Tianyou felt that the voice was full of vitality, unlike that of an old man, so he asked, "How old is it?"

Miao Shifan 's interest in listening to the song was interrupted. He jumped off the stage and the big iron handcuffs on his body let out a crashing sound. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Apart from the old man, there is nothing in the entire Qinzhou Prison older than her."

"Oh, that's really old." This comparison made Gu Tianyou easily imagine that Old Madame Guo was indeed very old.

A person who could compare to an old undying man was naturally not a young man. Speaking of old immortals, they were very famous in Qinzhou Prison. If Gu Tianyou was the smallest prison tyrant in the history of Qinzhou Prison, then this old gentleman was the oldest.

There were many legends about this old man in Qinzhou Prison.

Gu Tianyou had never seen this person before. He only heard people say that there was a strange old man in the Western Supervision District. It was impossible to determine how many years he had been imprisoned. It was said that he had already entered before liberation, and no one could say what the charges were. In any case, he would never be able to do so. After liberation, the new Government granted amnesty to the wronged and suffering people in the custody of the old Government and did not release him. It was said that the reason why the Qinzhou Prison had built an additional 30 feet high wall during the Republic of China was to prevent the old man from escaping to steal his mouth.

In the early 1980s, the rule of law institutions across the country were rehabilitating him, and given his age, the prison had given him a policy to let him out. However, the old man refused. Back then, he claimed to have lived for 99 years. He had spent more than 80 years here. To him, nothing was as good as this place.

99 is a modest saying. The ancients said that a hundred years old is a thief, stealing time from the heavens. It means that people over a hundred years old stole heaven's age to live. So centenarians don't like to talk about their real age, calling themselves ninety-nine after their centenarians.

Because he had lived for too long, the prisoner in the prison gave him a nickname: Old Undead.

Rumor has it that this old bastard has some special skills and knows how to play tricks. Gu Cai's tricks were extremely mysterious. For the first twenty years, he had often made his move during New Year holidays, or occasionally when his mood was cheerful. The long-serving prison guards here have seen each other more or less a few times. According to some veteran criminals, this old man had a name for every show he performed. He was a jailer, an immortal picking beans. When he performed, it was all the same as the old Jianghu people running to the docks. He spoke and performed as he pleased, and no one could see through it.

"Do you think this old bastard is already dead?" Gu Tianyou thought about those legends and felt that they were somewhat untrue. He had lived here for so long. If there really was such a person, why had I never seen him before?

"Since you call me Old Undead, of course I'm still alive."

When Miao Shifan said this, his lips curled up slightly, as if he had smiled, looking a little mysterious.

Gu Tianyou suddenly made a decision to look for this old bastard. The easiest way to find a prisoner in this place was to find He Weiran , the commissar of the prison. From Old Comrade He, Gu Tianyou learned that this famous old prison tyrant was still serving his sentence. He was in the brigade room of the West Prison District. Because he was too old, he hadn't left the brigade for many years, but he was certain that he was still alive.

Once the curiosity of an adolescent was aroused, it would be difficult to suppress it. Very quickly, Gu Tianyou gathered more information about the old man.

The old man's accusation was re-convicted after liberation. The crime of hooliganism was a very informative accusation.

Apart from the joke about the old man climbing over the wall and going out to steal his mouth, there was also another joke that was very popular.
In the late 1970s, a rebel leader with an extraordinary background was imprisoned in the West Prison District. The reason he came in was because he was a little bastard. One day in the late 1960s, he killed his high school teacher barehandedly and raped his teacher's three daughters. It was also confirmed that he had done more than one such thing in the ten most glorious years of his life. And was caught up in the campaign to put the crime right.

One morning, this person suddenly disappeared.

No man alive, no corpse dead.

On the night of the crime, the metal door was locked from the outside. The three-and-a-half kilograms iron lock was undamaged in the slightest, but a living person had disappeared out of thin air.

Investigations by the prison authorities concluded that the greatest possibility was that the man had been killed in an alternative cell and then buried by the murderer. For this reason, the prison guards dug three feet into the ground, but they found nothing.

This matter was extremely frightening. The news was tightly sealed, and it was still an open case.

In the past, the other prisoners in the guild generally believed that the old man had been killed by the old man and had his corpse destroyed. It was the night before the disappearance of that person that the old man had calculated a divination for that person and concluded that that person would not survive that night. The prison guards who were in charge of the investigation had also asked the old man about this matter, but of course, they did not receive any useful information. Prisons certainly cannot use divination as evidence. The case fell through in the end.

The case was so evil that it was widely circulated in prison. From ear to ear, this old man had become an old monster that didn't spit out his bones.

The more information he gathered, the more curious Gu Tianyou became about this person. As a result, one day, he couldn't hold back any longer and ran to the Xi Jian District's more famous cell, where he saw this legendary figure.

The old Prison Tyrant and the little Prison Tyrant's eyes met.

The turbid old eyes suddenly bloomed with a strange expression, but Gu Tianyou's eyes could not conceal his disappointment.

This old man, who was rumored to be divine, turned out to be like this. There was no white beard or hair on his face, nor was there any mysterious rumors of immortal style, nor was there any temples bulging with red light that was filled with energy. He was a skinny old man with no hair on his head, not even a beard on his face. His eyes were deep and his nose was fleshless. He looked like a skeleton that had turned into a spirit.

Gu Tianyou came with the expectation that the young hero of the martial arts novel would meet an expert, but what he saw was a rib immortal who seemed to be on the verge of dying at any moment. His disappointment was overflowing on the surface. He turned around and wanted to leave. However, he was blocked by a skinny hand. The next second, this hand swayed. Gu Tianyou was shocked to discover that there was an additional jade token in that hand. There was a beautiful relief carved on it. Its shape was ancient and lifelike.

"Does it look good?"

The old man's voice was hoarse, like a leaking bellows. As he spoke, he flipped his wrist and the jade token disappeared from Gu Tianyou's sight.

"Isn't it fun?"

The old man's face was almost at the tip of Gu Tianyou's nose, and his tone was as if he was using a method to kidnap a child.

"If you want to learn, kowtow three times now."

"I don't want to learn."

"Learn. My skills are endless. Once I learn them, I'll be a lifelong rice bowl."

"A lifetime of prison food?"

"I don't like to go out. Otherwise, this place won't be able to hold me. Other than the work in my hands, I know a lot of things. Your bone frame isn't bad. It's the most suitable age. If you want to learn it, I'll teach you everything."

"Don't you have any conditions? For example, let me learn how to take revenge for you in the future and clean up the house?"

"No, as long as you want to learn, there are no conditions."

"Forget it, I don't want to kowtow to you."

"It doesn't matter. You can learn without kowtowing." The old man decisively relaxed the conditions for enrollment.

"Then I'll make it difficult for you to learn." Gu Tianyou hesitated for a moment before asking, "Is it easy to learn?"

"I only need to work hard to grind the iron pestle into a needle!" The old man said nonsense, then took out an old piece of cloth from beneath the bedding and handed it to Tian You. He said, "Master led us into the sect to cultivate in person."

"What leads into the door?"

"This is the Hundred Plays Diagram. All the techniques and movements in the Foal Sect are on it. The secret recipes for all kinds of medicines are on it. You can take them and practice them."

"It's such an important thing. Give it to me the first time we meet. Is it suitable?"

"If you can find me a second twelve-year-old boy, no matter how many bones you have, as long as you don't talk as much as you do, I will immediately pass it on to him."

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The most important thing in prison life was time. Gu Tianyou was bored, so he took this Hundred Plays Diagram and went back to practice it slowly. If he couldn't understand it, he went to ask the old man for advice. He was young, had a good foundation, and had wise people to guide him.

In three months, he had learned more than a dozen tricks. In particular, his hands were extremely agile. There were two eggs hidden between his fingers, and most people couldn't see any flaws in them. The old man was also full of praise for this. Miao Shifan was even more envious, saying that if he picked up the scalpel with his hands, he would be able to pierce through the heavens of the medical profession.

In this place, where there was no desire for material life, spiritual life was equally scarce to the extreme. With this Hundred Plays Painting, Gu Tianyou had a new game to pass the boring time. As one book says, because of boredom, humans think of many games to pass the time and create a wide variety of art genres. It was also because of boredom that Gu Tianyou, who was thirteen years old, was able to grasp most of the techniques on the Hundred Dramas Diagram. The muscles in his hands were incredibly dexterous, and he could grab sixteen raw eggs with one hand.

No matter how fun the game was, there were times when they were tired of playing. After practicing enough techniques, they began to think about their movement techniques again.

According to the old man, the ancestor of the Foal Sect was a hero at the end of the Ming Dynasty. He was nicknamed the Heaven Drilling Foal, and his fame as a lightning cultivator shook Jianghu. He had once stolen two of Emperor Kangxi's favorite treasures, the Emerald Mandarin Duck Bracelet and the Nine Dragons Cup. When Gu Tianyou heard this, he was so angry that he almost cursed. The old liar was too disrespectful. He made up a story and directly plagiarized Mr. Shantian Fang. Fortunately, when Lord Long was around, he also listened to the comments. Gu Tianyou also listened a lot. Otherwise, he would have really crippled him.

Bragging is bragging, but you really do have some kung fu. For example, the training method of this qinggong sounded quite reliable. Dig a two-foot pit on the ground. Jump out of the pit three hundred times a day. Dig an inch deep every day and add one jin to the pit. Three months later, the pit will be ten zhang deep and jump out of the pit. This will be considered a success. Gu Tianyou walked through He Weiran 's back door and dug a hole in the Garden of the Armed Police Squadron. According to the requirements on the map, he tied 30 jin of weight to his body on the first day and began to jump into the hole.

A month later, the pit was 1.6 meters deep, almost the same height as the thirteen-year-old Gu Tianyou. With a weight of 60 jin, every time he jumped up, his hands would dig and his feet would pedal, and he would not be in a sorry state. After holding out for another month, the pit had already reached a depth of three meters. Strictly according to what the old man had said, the pit was dug up abruptly and steeply. It carried a weight of ninety kilograms at the bottom of the pit. Not to mention jumping, it was impossible to climb up, but it was finally confirmed that it was an evil trick from the old man. He rushed to look for someone in anger, but he was shocked to hear the bad news.

The old undying old undying finally died. On the day of his death, he bragged to others the night before. He slept for a while and then hardened the next morning.

Fu Zhenhai, the head of the Western Supervision District, relayed to Gu Tianyou his last words: The key to the Lightness Skill Lifting Technique is in a single word. Believe it or not, the weight on his body is tied and the pit is jumped. We'll see what the result is on the right day.

Gu Tianyou suspected that this was the last hole that the old man dug for him before he died. If he really did this, he would be the number one fool in Heaven's Word. But on the other hand, he was also thinking about the legend about the height of the wall and the stupid mouth. He thought to himself that he had been practicing foolishly for two months anyway, and it wouldn't matter if he committed another month of foolishness. What if it was true? After a night of intense ideological struggle, he finally decided to continue practicing!

Three months later, Gu Tianyou took off 120 kilograms of weight and stood at the bottom of the pit four to five meters deep. He looked up expectantly like a frog at the bottom of a well, and above it was freedom. As soon as the load disappeared, his entire body felt as if he was about to fly, and his confidence couldn't help but rise. He bent his legs slightly and poured blood and qi into his feet. He lifted his qi to the top door and spread his arms open like wings. The final action was conceived according to the plot of the martial arts novel, in order to look good when he flew out of the pit, and at the same time, it was conducive to maintaining his balance in the air.

With a leap, he was indeed four feet above the ground, but he was still a million light-years away from jumping out of the crater. In the end, he still used the old method of scratching his feet and climbing up with a gray face. It wasn't that he didn't get nothing, because according to the big brother of the Armed Police who was squatting at the entrance of the pit and watching the liveliness, he had the chance to climb over the eight-meter-tall wall.

After a few months as the number one Heavenly Character fool, apart from his agility as an ape, he had also gained a lot from his long stature. Gu Tianyou was slightly gratified. However, when Miao Shifan helped analyze the reason, he believed that this was the result of the growth of adolescence. Perhaps, he could have grown longer without carrying the weight on his back.

At the age of thirteen, Gu Tianyou was 1.7 meters tall. He was as strong as an adult. His ruthless reputation spread far and wide. The position of the Little Prison Tyrant was even more consolidated. In the entire Qinzhou Prison, very few people treated him like a child.