Online game of short knife

Chapter 135 The old man's skills are more effective than tokens
Seriously, he let go of the Bailian that he was holding tightly. Xie Sheng's martial arts are far superior to his own. He was stuck so close by Xie Sheng, and he definitely couldn't beat him. , might as well ask Xie Sheng to check it obediently, maybe there is a turning point.

Seriously felt his face was icy cold, a big hand pressed it up, Xie Sheng's fingertips gently stroked serious face up and down, his sharp eyes softened, and the expression on his face was no longer ferocious, but his eyes The gentle look in the face made serious goosebumps suddenly, and his heart was cold.

Sir, I am not gay!Seriously complaining silently in his heart, what is the meaning of your tender eyes?
"Sure enough, it's the mask made by Young Master's Wushuangpu, but Young Master taught you all the exercises?" Xie Sheng's speech was no longer so cold and hard as to make people uncomfortable, his thin and sallow face twitched trying to squeeze out some gentleness No matter how you look at it, the zombie-like face is not mild, and his hand is still pressed on the serious cheek and he does not let go.

Seriously nodded numbly, let's talk, can you let go of your hand first.

"Young master is safe and well." Xie Sheng put down his hands, and tried his best to squeeze out a smile from his skinny face. It may be because he hasn't smiled for a long time, but this smile looks a bit distorted and terrifying.

"Your name is the old man? How old is he?" asked seriously puzzled.

"I don't know the year and month in this underground palace. If the old man remembers correctly, the young master should be about forty this year, not fifty." Xie Sheng calculated with his fingers.

"Huh?" Seriously pointing at his own face, "Then isn't this the old man's original appearance?"

"Of course not. My son is rich and handsome. How can dragons and phoenixes look so old among men? I don't know your face at all. You should change it back." Xie Cheng said gently.

"I always thought this was the original face of the old man." Seriously said after taking off the mask and returning to his original face.

"Hehe, the young master walks in the rivers and lakes, with tens of thousands of incarnations, and there are very few people who have seen his true colors." Xie Cheng let out a hoarse laugh. "However, as his successor, it's strange that he didn't even show you his true face."

Seriously scratched his head and smiled wryly, "I'm not his heir anymore, he just taught me some exercises."

"Have you learned Wushuangpu's art of changing voice and shaping?" Xie Sheng asked.

"The disguise and voice-changing techniques are okay, but the shaping technique can't be used yet." Seriously.

"These kinds of exercises are the master's unique skills of pressing the bottom of the box. I will teach you all of them. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are the successor of the son." Xie Sheng said, kneeling on one knee suddenly, cupping his fists and saying, "I have seen you Young master, just now the old Xie had a lot of collisions, please forgive me, young master."

The inexplicable Xie Sheng knelt down, and hurriedly supported his arms to pull him up, feeling embarrassed, "What are you doing, why are you calling me young master?"

"If the young master refuses to forgive the crime, the old Xietou will not be able to kneel here." Xie Cheng said firmly, exerting force on his hands, but he could not shake his body at all.

"Whatever you say, I forgive you, get up quickly." Seriously felt helpless for a while, but when he turned around, he saw Ji Wushuang standing aside and blinking fiercely. Then Seriously remembered that he was only talking to Xie Sheng, Ji Wushuang, who was restrained by acupuncture, was left aside for a long time.

Xie Sheng just stood up, looked at Ji Wushuang with serious eyes, and asked, "Is this young master's friend?" He poked his finger twice on Ji Wushuang's body.

"Huh~~" Ji Wushuang let out a breath, and kept moving his body and limbs that were numb from acupuncture.

"I'm so offended, forgive me!" Xie Sheng cupped his fists and saluted Ji Wushuang, but his tone to Ji Wushuang was not so polite.

"Thank you for your serious words, senior. I'm fine." Ji Wushuang rubbed his arms and said with a wry smile. He had just been acupunctured, but he kept the posture of stabbing with a sword, and his whole body was almost stiff.

"This is not a good place to talk, young master, this way please." Xie Sheng bent slightly and stretched out his hand to signal.

Seriously nodded in agreement. In this tomb, surrounded by the corpses of the ancestors of the Geshu family, it is indeed not a good place to communicate. Standing here always feels the wind blowing, and the back is chilled. Although I know that these are dead things, Still can't restrain the chill in my heart.

Seriously, Ji Wushuang followed Xie Cheng to a corner. Xie Sheng pressed a stone brick on the wall a few times, only to hear a "click, click, click" sound of the machine running, and the stone wall in front of him Suddenly, it moved slowly to one side, revealing a stone room inside, and the stone wall on the side was actually hollow.

The furnishings in the stone room are very simple. There is only a stone bed against the wall, a low stone table, and a few stone benches. A square hole is cut in the wall, and some food and clothing are neatly placed. and a few thread-bound books.

The entire stone room is only illuminated by a copper lamp embedded in the wall, and the light is very dim.

Serious looked around, and it was hard for Xie Cheng to live alone in this kind of place, but Serious himself would probably go half-crazy after a while.

"Young master, please sit down!" Xie Sheng raised his hand in greeting.

Seriously Yiyan and Ji Wushuang sat down at the low table.

"It's better not to call me Young Master, I'm not used to it, just call me Serious." Seriously said.

"Courtesy cannot be revoked, so don't mention this again." Xie Sheng also sat down and said.

"By the way, why did you call me Young Master?" Seriously.

"My lord, you are the only heir, so there is nothing wrong with calling you young master." Xie Cheng said respectfully. "There are no visitors here, so I can't prepare some tea, young master, please forgive me."

"That doesn't matter. You're old. I'll call you Uncle Xie. I just gave you the token and you don't believe me, but you will believe me after using the Disguise Technique." He asked seriously suspiciously.

"Young master's Wushuangpu does not have the corresponding medicinal skills, so it is impossible to counterfeit. The masks made by Wushuangpu also need corresponding skills to wear them. This cannot be counterfeited." Xie Sheng said.

"Ah?" I'm used to using a mask, but I really didn't notice it when I was serious. I just put it on my face, and put it on after using the disguise technique. Aren’t the cursed Aqiang’s masks useless at all? During the day, they must have complained crazily, and even dug a hole before leaving, and gave away some unusable things.

What makes it seriously strange is that they haven't sent flying pigeons to spray themselves during the day. Haven't those masks been used yet?
(End of this chapter)