Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

Finally sent the plague god away.

Chen Guanlou lay on the bed without moving, silently calculating the time. After an hour, he was sure that the swordsman would not come back, so he hurried to the kitchen and dug out the package from the stove.

Thank God, the "Record of Ascension" was not searched away, and all the martial arts secrets were lying in the package.

His secret was hidden.

At this moment, he finally confirmed one thing, that the swordsman did not see that he practiced the inner power.

The reason why Duan Tianlin could see that he practiced the inner power was because he used martial arts and used the swordsmanship in the "Record of Ascension". Although he had just practiced, he still resisted Duan Tianlin's three moves.

It was these three moves that exposed him.

From this, it can be determined that the immortal fruit or the "Record of Ascension" does have a concealing effect. The premise is that he cannot use martial arts.

Is there any way to cover up the fact that he has no martial veins? Even if a fight breaks out, the other party can't see how deep he is?

He learned from the prisoners in the Tianlao that there is a situation called hidden veins.

Then can he forge a hidden vein to deceive everyone.

Hope is still in the Tianlao.

Only the lovely prisoners in the Tianlao can help him solve this problem.

After hiding the secret book, he reminded himself again, remember, remember, don't fight with others unless it is absolutely necessary, especially with real warriors. People will see through your depth at a glance.

The next morning, when they arrived at the Tianlao to work, all the jailers looked like they had lost their parents. After a night of thinking, everyone figured out the interests involved. Unlike before, they could get away with it by just fooling around.

This time, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice personally presided over a thorough investigation of the case, and the Tianlao would definitely be skinned.

What bad luck!

When bad luck came, everyone's enthusiasm for work was unprecedentedly high.

Lu Datou rarely inspected the Tianlao with Chen Guanlou.

Chen Guanlou took the opportunity to ask, "Big Head Brother, what should we do?"

Big Head Lu also looked sad, looking at the bloodstains on the ground, and didn't move for a long time.

Chen Guanlou didn't urge him, but continued, "I came here early in the morning and saw the constables of the Six Gates coming in and out. I also saw the guards of the Jinyiwei. Did the Jinyiwei alarm the case? Will the Jinyiwei intervene in the investigation?"

Big Head Lu shook his head and gritted his teeth, "Xiao Chen, you patrol the prisoner No. 13 every day, have you found anything unusual?"

"No! I've never seen what he looks like because he's lying in the cell every day. Big Head Brother, isn't the prisoner No. 13 just a nobody? There's no need for such a big fanfare."

Chen Guanlou didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly, and he talked about No. 13.

"Well, that's what we said, but the higher-ups are holding prisoner No. 13 and won't let go. We can only follow their orders." Lu Datou sighed, looking helpless, but he had to bite the bullet and do his job.

"But what can we do? We are just jailers. We can't even touch the case files. What can we know?"

"It's not about what we know, but what the higher-ups think we should know." Lu Datou looked annoyed.

Damn!

Chen Guanlou kicked the prison gate, "Prisoner No. 13 doesn't even fart all day long, what can we know. Do the people above take it for granted?"

"Don't say it. Think about it carefully, don't miss any details. I'll ask the people in the left and right cells later to see if I can find out anything."

Chen Guanlou reminded him in a low voice, "Brother Datou, the left and right cells have changed several times in the past few months." I'm afraid he won't be able to find out anything.

Lu Datou had a dark face, "You have to ask even if you can't get the answer. If it doesn't work, you have to punish them severely. You have to give something to the higher-ups. Remember that?"

Chen Guanlou nodded, silently complaining for the prisoners in the left and right cells.

For the first time in history, the prison was so busy. Everyone was loyal to their duties, and there was no cheating, playing cards, or bragging. Everyone's performance was exemplary. Even Zhang Wantong, the boss of the lazy ones, personally led a team to patrol the prison and urged the chores to clean up and clean the toilets, so as not to make the prison so smelly.

Although the prison was really smelly, we had to try to make it smell a little good, so as to satisfy the higher-ups.

Investigators came and went, one after another.

The big hole in the roof had not been repaired yet, saying that it was left for the convenience of investigation. What if the prisoners got wet on rainy days? Cold!

What if another bandit came to rob the prison through the big hole in the roof?

What do jailers do for a living? Send more people to patrol!

Yes! It's all the jailer's fault.

Cell No. 13 was also the focus of the investigation. Even every brick and crack in the wall were searched over and over again. Even a master who was said to have practiced special skills and could sense the environment was found to stay in Cell No. 13 for a night.

It was unclear whether there was any gain, but since then, the investigators have never come to the prison again. The big hole in the roof was finally repaired. The prison, which rarely saw the light of day, returned to the dark days.

Chen Guanlou saw the swordsman again in a cold winter.

He bought two kilograms of mutton and went home to drink mutton soup in the evening. For this purpose, he specially got a pot of wine.

When he pushed open the gate, the swordsman was already drinking tea on the stone table in the courtyard.

Chen Guanlou:...

This is my own home, but someone turned the tables.

He asked, "How did you get in?"

The swordsman pointed to the wall.

Chen Guanlou's mouth twitched, "Next time you can knock on the door and come in."

"You were not there when I came. Let's have mutton tonight. Good. I love mutton the most."

Chen Guanlou: ...

Mine, mine, all mine.

"Since you like it, I'll go buy two more pounds of mutton."

"No need. You have chickens at home. Killing one chicken is enough."

Even his chickens were remembered.

Chen Guanlou was very upset.

He silently took the kitchen knife and went to the back wall of the house. There was a two-meter-long alleyway in the back wall, which was specially used to raise chickens. Raising chickens in the back wall also prevented the smell from spreading to the front yard.

He killed an old hen and simply used it for braised.

He was busy in the kitchen silently. The swordsman stood at the door and teased, "I didn't expect you to be good at cooking."

"You can't eat out every meal. It's a waste of money."

"Why don't you get a wife? This family is missing a woman."

The two of them chatted about family matters inexplicably.

"Let's talk about it when we have enough money."

"You help the Luo family, doesn't Luo Jingtian give you money?"

"No one would complain about too much money." Chen Guanlou's reason was very strong.

"Your elder sister doesn't ask about your marriage?" The swordsman seemed very curious about his daily life.

Chen Guanlou nodded and shook his head, "My elder sister and I have already discussed it, and we will talk about marriage a few years later. My elder sister didn't object."

"Your elder sister is so good to you."

"The food is ready. Do you want to eat in the house or in the yard?"

"Are you afraid of the cold? If not, eat in the yard."

"Okay! I didn't poison you!"

"I don't think you dare."