Chapter 23: Slander! He is slandering me!

Chen Guanlou turned his head slowly, feeling a bit empty in his heart.

Fear comes from the unknown.

Regarding the cell at the deepest part, there are many sayings among the prison clerks, but no one can say the key point. He had secretly inquired about the case, but found nothing. It is said that the person had been locked up for decades, and it is estimated that the case file was lost.

He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He should have left, but driven by a strong curiosity, he walked towards the deepest part.

"You..."

The prisoner, whose limbs were locked by iron chains, had a pair of eyes that looked exceptionally deep under the cover of messy hair and beard. The long prison years did not make his mind collapse; he clearly still maintained his sanity and possessed the wisdom of an adult.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was like a rusty iron door. Every sound he made was rubbing against the throat muscles, hoarse and dark, giving people a gloomy feeling, which matched the atmosphere of the cell very well, making people feel very uncomfortable.

"You... clearly have no martial veins, why can you practice internal kung fu." The bearded prisoner couldn't figure it out, his eyes showing doubt. He looked Chen Guanlou up and down and came to a definite conclusion, "There is something strange about you."

Chen Guanlou was shocked, what a sharp prisoner.

He kept a straight face, naturally refusing to admit that there was something strange about him, but he didn't reprimand the other party either. He couldn't be sure of the other party's background and why he had been locked in the Heavenly Prison for so many years without anyone paying attention. People outside seemed to have forgotten him long ago, only the prison clerks of the Bing-character size prison remembered that he existed.

"Come closer, let me see."

Chen Guanlou stood still, but the bearded prisoner moved. He pulled the iron chain, suddenly pounced on the cell fence, and suddenly laughed.

Chen Guanlou was curious about what the other party was laughing at, but never expected that the other party suddenly attacked him, and the attack was a killing move. Chen Guanlou was almost stunned, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, raised the stick to block, and directly used the killing move in the sword technique.

He used all his strength, barely walked through three moves, and had to retreat repeatedly to avoid the bearded prisoner's attack.

"Good good good! You have no martial veins, but you can walk through three moves under my hands, not bad. There is indeed something strange about you."

Chen Guanlou took a deep breath, suppressing the panic and surprise in his heart.

Since practicing martial arts, the three moves just now were the first time he truly fought against someone. He had a preliminary understanding of his martial arts. In front of a martial artist, he was just scum. It was really discouraging.

The bearded prisoner was still chattering, "You have no martial veins, but you can practice superior internal kung fu, and you haven't exploded and died, standing alive in front of the old man, looking at your body is also very healthy, and you haven't been injured because of practicing internal kung fu. Strange, really strange!"

Chen Guanlou's heart skipped a beat, "Can you see it?"

"Hahaha... you really practiced superior internal kung fu."

"You tricked me."

"Soldiers never tire of deceit. Boy, what exactly is strange about you. You are the first person, the first living person, who has no martial veins but can practice superior internal kung fu and not die."

Chen Guanlou was silent for a moment, then suddenly bowed and saluted, his attitude extremely respectful, "May I ask, what rank is the senior?"

The bearded prisoner chuckled, "When the old man first came in, rank five. Now, it's about equal to rank three."

Chen Guanlou was suspicious. He was able to walk through three moves in front of a rank three powerhouse, this... can he praise himself, he is really a martial arts genius. God didn't give him martial veins, it must be blind.

"Is it very shocking?" The bearded prisoner smiled, having already seen through Chen Guanlou's thoughts, "The person who should really feel shocked is the old man. The old man actually failed to subdue an ordinary martial artist without martial veins within three moves, it is really a great shame."

Chen Guanlou twitched his mouth, he didn't care about the other party. Treating a master, he should be polite. "May I ask, senior, can you see through my depth?"

Chen Guanlou cared about this point especially.

If a martial artist can easily see through his depth, then he is no different from a bare-bottomed person who has taken off his clothes, and the whole person is transparent in the eyes of others. Thinking about it makes people feel a little chilly.

The bearded prisoner clicked his tongue twice, "There is something strange about you, this point is beyond doubt. As for the depth, boy, what kind of internal kung fu did you practice, the old man actually can't see through it. Strange! There are too many contradictory places about you. What kind of technique can actually cover it up."

Hearing this, Chen Guanlou was overjoyed.

Whether it was because of the Longevity Dao Fruit or the reason for "Sheng Tian Lu", as long as others couldn't see through his depth, he had the opportunity to pretend. Hahaha...

Let him show off first.

"Since the senior's profound martial arts can't see through it, it seems that my technique has its unique features."

"Boy, you have no martial veins but can practice martial arts, could it be that your internal kung fu is exceptionally special, specifically created for ordinary people like you?"

Chen Guanlou smiled without saying a word.

He liked the other party's brain supplement. Self-brain supplement is the fiercest weapon.

"No, no." Turning his head, the bearded prisoner denied the previous guess again, "If there is really an internal kung fu suitable for ordinary people to practice in the world, the old man absolutely cannot have not heard of it. It is absolutely impossible that only you have achieved results so far. In the final analysis, you can practice martial arts, not because of the technique, but because there is something strange about you yourself."

Chen Guanlou's face stiffened, what a sharp bearded man, pointing directly to the root of the problem.

But, he also has reliance.

No matter how the other party guesses, as long as he doesn't open his mouth and doesn't admit it, even if the other party's guess is infinitely close to the answer, it is impossible to know the truth.

"Boy, what exactly is strange about you, tell me truthfully."

Chen Guanlou laughed, "Senior, don't joke. I am just an ordinary person, where is there anything strange. If I really had something strange, I wouldn't be a prison clerk in the Heavenly Prison."

"Don't think the old man doesn't know what you did when you were a prison clerk in the Heavenly Prison, using meager benefits to extract martial arts secrets from others, the harvest must be very rich these days."

Chen Guanlou was choked, and in a blink of an eye, he said righteously, "Open and transparent transactions, all rely on willingness, never forced, where does it come from extraction. Senior's words are too ugly."

"Humph! Under the eaves, one has to bow one's head. The prisoners in this Heavenly Prison are like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered in front of you prison clerks. What willingness, essentially it is still bullying people with power. If it were outside, those secrets, let alone trading, even if you just take a look, you would dig out your pair of eyes."

Chen Guanlou immediately refuted, "Senior's words are wrong! In this time and situation, how can we compare with the rules of the game at that time and situation. Even without me, the prisoners in the prison have to pay a painful price to barely survive. Trading with me, at least it can make their days better, and they can feel a little dignity. Besides, prisoners can also choose not to trade, I never force it."

Regarding reputation, he certainly had to argue strongly. The survival environment of the Heavenly Prison determines the way of trading, how can this be called bullying people with power?

Slander!

Proper slander! ===== CHAPTER 24 =====