Mu Fan was half-lying on the bed, and he waived all the money he won by rolling the dice, and he didn't ask for a penny.
The jailers were quite conscientious and gave him a cell with a relatively large space.
There was a large bed in the cell with a table next to it.
Because the old man asked him to pass on the news, in order to prevent them from coming into contact in private, the cell boss asked his subordinates to change his cell.
Mu Fan is now far away from the old man, although he is very curious about the relationship between the old man and the cell leader, but he does not want to mix in the money.
Immortals fight, mortals suffer.
"Hey, little brother, do you hear me?"
A middle-aged thin man raised an eyebrow at Mu Fan.
The thin man has sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, a small sparse beard on his chin, and his hair is also very bald, his forehead is reflective, and there are few hairs.
Mu Fan said: "I heard it, is there anything wrong with the seniors?"
” "I've been here for more than 40 years, and I haven't been out since I called."
The middle-aged thin man fell into the memory, his face slowly turned red, he swallowed his saliva, and laughed twice.
As soon as Mu Fan wanted to interrupt his reminiscence, he heard him say: "I haven't touched a woman in forty years, and my magic skills that have been practiced for many years are about to be wasted. ” He looked up at Mu Fan, "You said you could go out." ” "Go out and wait for the Fengyang King to fall."
The middle-aged thin man said, "Is it possible for you not to die?"
” "It's very slim."
Mu Fan didn't let go, he knew that he wouldn't die, he was just going through the motions.
"Slim means there is still a chance, and if you have the opportunity, you should give it a try."
Mu Fan lowered his voice and said, "What to try?"
” "I created my own Yin and Yang exercises, and I think there are not many people who can compare with it."
The middle-aged thin man smiled lewdly, "Hehe......
Interested?
” "I've already practiced several exercises, and it's hard to distract myself from practicing one more."
The middle-aged thin man smiled: "Don't say so much, just say if you want to connect or not." ” "Yes!"
Superior exercises are rare treasures, and Mu Fan doesn't practice them, but he can remember them first and teach them to others later.
"It's so straightforward and refreshing."
Mu Fan said: "Don't you care about this prison?
You boldly teach the exercises, and they don't stop them?
” "it."
The middle-aged thin man pointed to the jailers around him, "We have been together for thirty or forty years, and we have begun to divide the troops and bandits, and there are contradictions between us."
Later, after getting along for a long time, everyone couldn't see outsiders, and they were in contact all day long, and they saw it.
You think we and the jailer are never dead, but in fact we have become friends for a long time. ” Mu Fan was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but say: "The world is so big, there are no surprises!"
” The middle-aged thin man said: "As long as it doesn't involve the fundamental problem, they won't care."
Let's put it this way, are you a normal person?
” "It's normal."
"Then you must see that the cell boss and Old Man Hu have a beam that can't be untied."
Mu Fan nodded.
The middle-aged thin man said: "It's true that the two of them have Liangzi, but it's not difficult for the cell boss to be old man Hu."
The two people didn't like each other, but even so, the cell boss didn't kill him. ” "Didn't the old-timers say that the cell boss felt indebted to him?"
The middle-aged thin man said, "Forget it, tell you about the matter between them."
Old man Hu and the cell boss were Yejin's personal guards back then, but the cell head took refuge in the Xuanmen, and later left the Xuanmen and became the guards here. ” Mu Fan recalled the conversation between the old man and the cell boss, and said: "The old man did not rebel, no wonder the two of them are wrong. ” "The cell boss wants to kill Lao Hu, it's really a matter of one sentence.
You see, how stiff it was yesterday, didn't you make a dead hand?
” Mu Fan listened to the words of the middle-aged thin man, and the transmission of gong really became a trivial matter, insignificant.
The middle-aged thin man pointed to the jailer not far away, and said with a smile: "Look in the direction I pointed, that person, he practiced the exercises of Chunyang Temple, which was taught by the monk who was imprisoned here before. ” Mu Fan said: "How do you practice your divine skills?"
” "I'll teach you."
The middle-aged thin man sat cross-legged with a serious expression.
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Mu Fan wanted to bow to the teacher, but the middle-aged thin man stopped him.
He smiled and said, "If there are many people who want to pass on your Fa to you, you have to keep kneeling." ” Mu Fan didn't understand what his predecessor meant for a while, but after he understood, his face was flushed, he was ecstatic, he couldn't sit still, and even wanted to look up to the sky and howl.
Suddenly, the seniors in the surrounding cells sat cross-legged.
Someone laughed and said, "We can't get out in this life, but after many years of hard practice, or the self-created exercises can't be lost." ” Another said: "It makes sense, the jailers in this cell have average qualifications, and most of them are old, if you want to find a successor, the young man is the first choice!"
” Mu Fan sat down and said gratefully: "Thank you seniors for your kindness."
But there are too many exercises......
I can't practice after all. ” One of them said, "Then you can help us remember these exercises and pass them on." ” "Haha......
That's right, the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty, and many of the exercises we have cultivated are already unique.
Rashly passed it on to the jailers, they did not follow, and they were targeted, and I am afraid that there will be more than one bad luck. ” The man in the cell on the left continued, "We don't want people who send us in cheaply, because if we don't pass on the exercises, it's really a sin to cut off the lineage.
After you came, we heard that you might go out in the future, so we discussed teaching you the exercises. ” Mu Fan got up and bowed to all his seniors, "I betrayed my master, and I can't repay my master's kindness."
Today, all of you seniors are willing to pass on my exercises, and I should be familiar with them by heart.
When I leave the prison, I will record all the exercises and give them to Master.
On the one hand, I will repay the Master for my kindness in preaching and receiving karma, and on the other hand, I will end the hearts and minds of my predecessors. ” The cell boss silently watched everything in front of him, and there was such a big commotion in the prison, it was impossible for him not to know.
However, he did not stop it, and his heart was not greedy.
The many precious cultivation methods are the wealth of the human race and should not be left in a dark cell.
King Fengyang sent people to ask for exercises, and in order to obtain these exercises, he had taken many means.
First of all, the soft is not good, the hard is not good, and the hard is not good, so it is soft and hard.
If this doesn't work, it's hard for a long time.
The cell boss secretly helped the prisoners so that their true essence could be restored and they would not be unable to hold on.
He has always felt that he is very strange, in his early years with Yejin, he was full of passion, and after being frustrated, he became a traitor.
The cell boss took refuge in the Xuanmen, and did not kill all the friends of the year, but helped him if he could.
To say that he is a person from Xuanmen, he is not, and to say that he is a person who is at the end of the night, is not.
Now he's the cell boss, but he doesn't belong to either side.
The cell boss had no direction, and he couldn't understand why someone refused to stop knowing that he would die.
Why?
He thought about it for many years and did not come to a conclusion.
He followed his heart and did what he thought was right, but he came to a dead end, unable to get in and out.
The cell boss turned sideways to the three or two jailers beside him and said, "Temporarily block the news, anyone outside the prison gets the news here, come to me with their heads!"
” "Yes."
The jailers dispersed and guarded the passage from the sixth floor to the fifth.
This passage is the only passage connecting the sixth level of the prison to the outside, and as long as it is blocked, nothing can be transmitted.