The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

"And what kind of organization is that 'lunatic asylum'?"

"Hey, how could we meet?"

"No no no no!"

"I'm afraid it's just a show to scare us!"

Although the three of them had never encountered the players of the three major death game organizations, they had heard of the names of the three major death game organizations because they were not newbies.

Among the three major organizations, the "lunatic asylum" with the smallest number of people is known as a player harvester.

There are very few players who can survive from the hands of the members of the "Madhouse".

Although the "Mad Asylum" is the smallest among the three major organizations in the death game, it is indeed the one that players are most afraid of encountering!

The members of the "Madhouse" are basically equivalent to the existence of demons in the death game.

Liu Hu: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case!"

Liu Busy kept twisting the rosary in his hand, and sneered, "Oh, even if it's true, so what?"

"That Lu lunatic looks stupid, with a blunt sword on his back, he must be a combat player."

"Since you are a combat player, no matter how powerful you are, can you be as powerful as the rumored peerless hero?"

"Hehehe..."

"In the end, you are brave and foolish!"

"Everything is ready, now we just wait for Huashan's sword debate to begin!"

"If we really let us meet the "Mad Asylum", then in this game, I will kill God!"

"End the myth of the "lunatic asylum" in our hands!"

"If Huashan Lunjian is over, then Crazy Lu is still alive, and the system will give him the number of kills."

"There must be one of him!"

Chapter 32. Wordless Heavenly Book (4K)

In the troubled alley of "Tea Horse City", an old man sat cross-legged on a stone slab, his gray beard reached his stomach, he was holding two metal balls in his left hand, and an old tree root crutch was leaning on the wall in his right hand.

Yimo walked into the alley alone, and saw the old man at a glance, and couldn't help but glisten in his eyes, and quickened his pace to walk towards the old man.

During this idle time, Yimo inquired from Huang Mao and other channels about some real martial arts masters who lived in seclusion in Tea Horse City, and visited them one by one, hoping to learn some kung fu.

Yes, Yimo never gave up learning martial arts.

It is Yimo's dream that one day she can break through ten thousand spells without relying on her head!

Who wants to be a back row taunt if you can go out and drive Wushuang directly!

It's just a pity that Yimo has interviewed more than ten masters in a row in the past few days, and after seeing Yimo, they all gave roughly the same answer.

Recluse master: "Young man, I see your bones are amazing."

Yimo: "Oh, that means I can learn your advanced martial arts?"

Looking at Yi Mo's fiery gaze, the reclusive expert couldn't help but turn his head: "Now the really powerful people are all officials from Cong Wen, who can not only command warriors, but also wear shoes for generals in front of the king!"

"Hey, that's amazing!"

"I think you are very talented in this area, what kind of martial arts are you learning!"

"Exactly. I know a teacher who is very good. Let me introduce you?"

Yimo held the shoulder of the reclusive master, made him look at her, and said seriously: "Then everyone has learned literature, who will defend the country?"

"Could it be that the enemy has come, and just scolded with a pen?"

"No, no, no, I am determined to defend the motherland, stand at the forefront, throw my head, and shed my blood!"

"I heard that your Drunken Eight Immortals grabbing hand is very powerful, please teach me sir!"

Most of the educated ancients were more tactful in their speech, but they were too annoyed by Yimo, and finally said directly: "Then you can go to learn literature and become a military adviser, or you can go to the front line!"

"Young man, don't bother me!"

"It's not like I said, your talent is so poor, it's amazing, it can be recorded in history!"

"Others practice the basic skills for about three years, and they can almost start to learn real kung fu."

"You have been exercising for 10 years, and you may not be able to learn the basic skills!"

"Hey! Stop wasting your time and mine!"

"If you didn't give too much, I wouldn't be able to tell you that!"

In this way, Yimo continued to suffer from embarrassment and was completely denied.

But Yimo is not someone who gives up easily. Just two days ago, Yimo heard that in the troubled alley, occasionally there would be an old fairy sitting cross-legged practicing kung fu, chatting with speculators, and would casually give them advanced martial arts skills .

Today, I just let Yimo squat down.

At this moment, he hurried to the front of the old man and observed the old man carefully.

In ancient times, there were very few people who lived to such an old age, and the old man could still be calm and full of energy, rubbing two big metal balls in his left hand, he must be an expert, he didn't run away!

Yes, in martial arts works, first-class masters, or super masters, are usually like the old man!

Yi Mo was not in a hurry, she lowered her posture and did not disturb, after waiting for the old man for a while, the old man finally opened his eyes and looked towards Yi Mo.

Yimo: "Mister, actually I..."

Before Yimo could finish speaking, the old man interrupted: "Your bones are strange, and you have the appearance of chaotic demons!"

"If one day survives the devil's calamity, the speed of practice will surely increase by a thousand miles!"

"You and I are destined, I will teach you the peerless magic art, don't say anything!"

Yimo's eyes widened when she heard the words, and she nodded quickly: "Thank you, senior!"

My good fellow, I, a thousand-mile horse, finally met old Bole!

What kind of martial arts master was there before, obviously not enough rank!

This is my chance, a real super master!

Yimo quickly took the exercise and took a look, there were 4 large characters "Book of Heaven without Words" written on it!

Oh, the name alone is not easy!

Yimo couldn't hold back her excitement, so she quickly opened it to have a look, and it turned out that it was exactly like that name, without a single word!

Yimo: "Ah... old senior... how about you give me some books for everyone to read?"

"I can't understand this book!"

The old man Fuxu: "This "Book without Words" was left by the sage Gui Guzi on the day he was ascended. It contains yin and yang, and it is so logical!"

"The changes are endless, each has its own home, or yin or yang, or soft or hard, or open or closed, or relax or stretch..."

"The time has not come yet, and one day you will survive the catastrophe of fate, and you will understand the deep meaning of it."

"When you fall down you will..."

Before the old man could finish speaking, suddenly a lively girl in coarse clothes walked up to the two of them and grabbed the old man directly: "Grandfather! Why did you run out again!"

"You haven't had breakfast yet, and you haven't taken any medicine!!"

The old man: "I have attained the Dao and become an immortal, and I have been bigu long ago, so the worldly..."

Girl Buyi: "Mom made your favorite jujube hair cake!"

"Oh, grandpa, if you actually have bigu, then I'm leaving!"

The old man: "Hey, yo, wait, wait, wait!"

"I'm sleepy and stupefied, where's the bigu!"

"I'm starving to death, you wait for me, this old arm and old leg walk slowly!"

Just like that, the old man followed the cloth girl and was about to leave.

On the other hand, Yimo was already dumbfounded holding the "Wordless Heavenly Book".

and many more?

This... Could it be that he was fooled?

This old man is not that super expert at all!

Although the fact in front of him was the same, Yimo still refused to give up and quickly caught up with the girl: "Miss, go slowly, I have something to ask!"

Seeing that Yi Mo is handsome, the commoner girl glanced at Yi Mo several times, and said shyly, "Sir, tell me."

Yimo: "To tell you the truth, I have always been interested in martial arts."

"I met your grandpa today, and we had a very happy chat."

"Then what, your grandpa is a peerless master, right?"

The commoner girl shook her head: "No, my grandpa doesn't know martial arts!"

Yimo: "Not at all?"

Commoner girl: "When my grandfather was young, he taught books for 30 years in the largest teahouse in Houyun, and he knew no kung fu at all!"

Yimo: "Ah..."

"never mind……"

With a bit of bitterness and despair on Yimo's face, she took the "Book without Words", turned her head and staggered away.

On the contrary, the commoner girl's face was slightly red, looking at Yimo's bleak back, she couldn't help shouting: "Young master, my family made too much jujube hair cake today, do you want to come to my house and eat a few pieces?"

Yimo didn't know how to turn her head, and refused lightly: "I still have something to do, so I won't bother you, see you if you are destined..."

Until Yi Mo left, the commoner girl was still looking at Yi Mo's back in a daze.

But the old man next to him became impatient: "Go home, I want to eat that jujube hair cake!"

The commoner girl had a bit of bitterness on her face: "This young man is so handsome, I don't know if there is fate to see you again..."

The old man looked at his great-great-great-granddaughter, and couldn't help muttering: "The boy's fate was not ideal, but he was forced to change his fate against the sky. The couple's fate is extremely prosperous, and it's all because of evil fate. Why do you follow me?" lively!"

"And the face is black, I'm afraid he will die soon..."

The commoner girl heard her grandfather muttering beside her, and finally turned her head to look: "What did you say?"

The old man rolled his eyes, and immediately said: "Ahhh! I want to eat jujube hair cake, I will starve to death, old man!!!"

The commoner girl was angry and laughed: "Really, it's not all because grandpa didn't eat well!"

The old man: "I've lost the grain!"

Commoner girl: "The jujube hair cake is gone!"

Old man: "I want to eat, I want to eat!!!"

Grandparents and grandchildren were noisy and disappeared into the streets and alleys.

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Yimo returned to the mansion with his tired body, just in time to see Yun Yi in the small gazebo, watching the golden carp goofing off from there.

I didn't intend to say anything, I wanted to go back to my room to calm down and accept the fact that I might really not have martial arts talent.

But Yun Yi saw Yi Mo, ran to Yi Mo's side, and chirped, "Teacher Qiyu!"

"I've practiced too much in my sleeves, it's too boring, I haven't improved at all!"

"Is it because I am not suitable for this technique!"

"It just so happens that you are free, let's go out and play together?"

Yimo cast a glance at Yun Yi, and said lightly: "One way of martial arts, every day of practice will increase by one day, and one day of leisure will decrease by one point!"

"You're not making progress now, because it's not the time yet!"

"Your bones are strange, and you have the appearance of chaotic demons and heaven!"

"If one day survives the devil's calamity, the speed of practice will surely increase by a thousand miles!"

"Practice first, there is no harm, sooner or later you will be able to attain Taoism and ascend to immortality!"

Yun Yi: "Ah..."