Global Matchmaking: I Can See Game Tips

Chapter 71

"It's the skill of that crazy alchemist, imprisoning the shackles!"

Xu Lin's heart beat faster, took a few deep breaths, and tried to stay calm.

The shackles of imprisonment floated tens of centimeters around the body, and did not imprison him.

More like a warning.

If Xu Lin dared to escape, the lunatic in the prison would be very rude!

"Come here quickly, the old man just made a pot of hot tea, and I happened to drink it with you."

The voice at the end of the passage seemed enthusiastic, but it was actually urging, as if patience was being consumed gradually.

After a moment of silence, Xu Lin said "OK".

Then step forward step by step.

At the same time, he distractedly looked at a series of hidden hints provided by Goldfinger.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Gradually, his eyes became clearer, and the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile, revealing a kind of fearlessness and confidence.

At the end of the passage is a large cell, cold and damp.

The torches hanging on both sides of the wall, instead of exuding a little warmth, made the prison's damp atmosphere more intense.

The sound of sparse chains sounded, and a tall figure came into view.

He was tall and sturdy, wearing a worn-out cassock with a dull color, and looked quite old.

His face was covered with wrinkles, like traces of time.

The white beard and long beard are thick and curly, adding a kindness to him.

It looks like a respected old monk.

It's just that the wrists and ankles are bound by chains engraved with dim runes.

The chains were also eroded by the years and were stained with rust. With the old monk's movements, they made harsh and noisy sounds.

"Oh, the honored guest is coming, and I am far away to welcome you. The old man is negligent, and I still look forward to Haihan!"

The alchemist Juechen looked amicable, and greeted warmly: "Please sit down, please sit down!"

The rusted iron chair he was referring to sat on a yellowish skeleton that was about to weather.

The entire prison cell was littered with dead bones, scattered on the ground and in corners.

Near the cauldron black alchemy furnace, piled up like a hill of pill waste residue, exuding all kinds of foul smells.

Coupled with the benevolent and amiable appearance of the old monk Juechen, such a scene is indescribable and inexhaustible, and there is a feeling of Chinese horror.

Xu Lin was also free and easy, he threw the dry bones on the iron chair aside, and sat down graciously.

"The old man has been fooling you for a few rounds, so he will call you a little friend."

Juechen smiled brightly, picked up the teapot from the broken wooden table, poured the dark tea into a broken bowl with a chip, and handed it to Xu Lin.

"Little friend, please have some tea."

There was a trace of heat in Jue Chen's eyes.

Looking at him like this, it's like the elder loves the younger generation and rewards the younger generation with delicious food.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was something wrong with the tea, Xu Lin would really have believed in his ghost.

[Name: Tea of ​​unknown origin]

[Characteristics: Erysipelas, dizziness, weakness...]

"The fragrance of tea is overflowing, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a high-quality tea."

Xu Lin pretended to be savoring, handed the tea bowl to the tip of his nose, took a sip, and praised.

"I didn't expect Xiaoyou to have such taste at such a young age!"

Juechen was amazed, and held Xu Lin's hands as if seeing a confidant.

Some tea was accidentally dropped on the ground, and black smoke was rising.

"This old man's health-preserving tea is very particular. It is carefully ground from 47 kinds of precious medicinal materials."

"After drinking my tea, I guarantee that within [-] minutes, my waist will not hurt, my legs won't hurt, and my heart will stop beating!"

"Three bowls of tea, I guarantee that you will be a hero in 20 years!"

Xu Lin was surprised: "Is there really such a god?"

"Of course!" The old monk Juechen blew his beard and stared, "This old man has the unique skill of saving sentient beings, and he is well-known in our Beizhao Temple!"

"I never charge a penny for seeing a doctor. The locals respect the old man as a life-threatening monk. It can be said that he dares to move the world and spread overseas..."

"It's really daring enough to move." Xu Lin stared at the tea in his hand, and murmured: "I guess after drinking it, I will belch soon..."

"Hey." Juechen waved his hand and said modestly: "Monks don't lie, the old man said that if you die today, you will definitely not wait until tomorrow."

"No matter how many years you have lived and how many times you have been treated, it is the last day and the last time when you come to me!"

"..."

The old bald donkey was just as described, he was definitely crazy.

To say that people's lives are ignored so righteously, he can be called the living king of Hades who creates suffering.

This is the first time I heard that drinking tea can send people to heaven and hell, even if they are not sick, they will get sick from drinking it.

"The master doesn't want a name, and he doesn't want a profit. He's really compassionate." Xu Lin complimented him, playing politely with him.

"Damn, if you don't want fame or profit, the old man is just trying to be a fart!" The old monk Juechen said pitifully: "It's just that he is concerned about death, and I only hope that the people in the world will escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible and be crowned with bliss..."

finished,

Juechen glanced at the teacup in Xu Lin's hand in surprise: "I'm just busy chatting, little friend, why don't you drink tea?"

"This tea is extremely precious, it won't taste good if it cools down."

"Could it be, little friend, are you questioning the old man's tea art?"

At the end, Juechen's tone gradually turned bad.

The right hand is in the shape of a claw, raised slightly, and the jet-black nails are filled with demonic energy.

Xu Lin shook his head slightly, "Master, I don't know. I have a good wife in my family. Because my family is poor, she eats and eats with me...I feel ashamed to enjoy such a wonderful spiritual tea by myself, so I want to take it back and share it with my wife."

Juechen heard the words, stroked his beard and sighed: "The word for love is lovesickness the most, and the most difficult to sleep... I don't want you to be a seed of infatuation at such a young age."

The old monk turned around and picked up the teapot, "It's okay, just drink it first, and then bring it back..."

"Master!" Before the old bald donkey could finish speaking, Xu Lin got up immediately and interrupted him, "I see that the alchemy materials of the master seem to be insufficient?"

Juechen stopped abruptly when he heard the words, and nodded subconsciously: "That's right."

He was quite ashamed and said: "Oh, I don't know what happened, the old master has not sent medicinal materials over for many years, maybe because I don't have the talent for alchemy, the master is also disappointed in me..."

Juechen's expression didn't look like a faux pas.

It can be seen that he admires his master very much.

"Old man, his ambition is thousands of miles away...how can he be depressed by a temporary failure." Xu Lingui persuaded: "Master, you are in a good mood."

"It makes sense!" Juechen patted Xu Lin on the shoulder as if meeting a confidant.

His expression changed.

"As the saying goes, when distinguished guests come to the door, the rice will increase by three buckets, and the wealth will increase by ten guan!"

The old monk Juechen laughed strangely, and exerted a little force on his palm, almost breaking Xu Lin's bones.

"My little friend came from afar, and I know that the old man lacks alchemy materials, so could it be that there is a generous gift?"

"If it's not there, isn't it just playing with the old man?"

Juechen leaned close to Xu Lin's cheek and looked at it carefully, his expression gradually became crazy.

"The old man has always been kind-hearted. It doesn't matter if there are no gifts. I can only wrong my little friend to offer flesh and blood to help the old man refine the elixir...hehehe."

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ps: In the morning, the description of off-site audience interaction in Chapter 69 was deleted, and Chapter 70 was also revised.

I didn't expect that just after the revision, Shen He would actually be... It's very annoying, speechless.

Let's see if those two chapters can be released in the afternoon, dear friends.

(End of this chapter)