Comprehensive martial arts: Inherit the weak chicken sword god at the beginning

Chapter 274
"Is there something wrong with that puppet?"

"That's right." Han Fei nodded.

Hearing the affirmative answer, Di Renjie began to stare at the doll carefully, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see the slightest difference.

The one in front of me... seems to be just a doll.

"It's normal not to see it. Didn't I also see it just now?"

"You say so? This old gentleman."

After speaking, Han Fei turned to look at the doll.

"..."

No answer, and nothing happened.

In the darkness, only a faint breeze blows, followed by the sound of blowing treetops.

"Brother Han, this..." Di Renjie was a little puzzled, could it be that he really guessed wrong?

Han Fei shook his head helplessly: "Since you always don't want to come out, then don't blame the boy, I invited you!"

As soon as the words fell, he shook his right hand in the air.

"Boom!"

A dull explosion sounded, and the broken puppet was instantly reduced to ashes.

At the same time, a black shadow jumped out of it, shouting dissatisfiedly:

"Young people just aren't calm enough. If you strike so hard, don't tell me you want the old man's life to die?"

This old man was wearing colorful clothes, his face was old, his hair and beard were white, and he looked like he knew he was old.

However, unlike the calmness of ordinary old people, there are many exquisite braids on his head, which make people feel his childlike innocence.

In modern terms, this is a fashionable old man.

"May I ask who this old man is, and why is he pretending to be a ghost here, and doing this thing to scare others?"

Seeing the Lord's appearance, Di Renjie couldn't help but stepped forward to ask questions. He was quite frightened just now.

"To intimidate others?"

The old man pretended to be puzzled, and then pointed at Han Fei: "Then why is he not afraid, and you are the only one crying for father and mother?"

"you……"

Di Renjie was about to argue, but was interrupted by Han Fei waving his hand. He said softly:

"If I'm not mistaken, this old man is the magician who provided clues to Dali Temple."

"It's me." The old man nodded.

Afterwards, he asked again: "Who are you? What are you doing at my house at night?"

Han Fei and Di Renjie looked at each other, and then they introduced themselves.

"I'm going to Han Fei."

"Master of Dali Temple, Di Renjie."

"Oh~"

Immediately, the old man showed a sudden realization expression on his face, as if he was very familiar with their names.

"Never heard of it."

"..."

"Jokes, they are all jokes, how could I not have heard of them?"

A happy smile appeared on the old man's face, like a greedy cat stealing fish.

"Sword Master Han Fei, No. 1 in Martial Arts of the Tang Dynasty."

"A few days ago, the "Golden Dragon Resurrection" was staged in the Liangyi Hall, which shocked all civil and military officials sleepless at night. This incident was widely spread in Chang'an."

"As for Di Renjie, the name of the great Tang detective, I have heard of it for a long time."

"It's just a trivial skill, it doesn't deserve such a high praise." Han Fei was very modest.

In his heart, this is really just a trick.

If he really wants to attack with all his strength, it will not be difficult for him to do something more terrifying, larger, and more real.

"This is no small feat."

Hearing this, the old man shook his head: "This old man is 60 years old and has been in Chang'an for [-] years. I have only met three people in my life who are as mysterious as you."

"Which three people?" Di Renjie was a little curious
In his mind, Han Fei's methods were already the best in the world, and shocking the world was not enough to describe it.

Now, hearing that there is actually someone who can match him, the curiosity in my heart suddenly surged.

"Don't mention it, don't mention it."

The old man's voice suddenly became a little lonely, and the original relaxed and cheerful atmosphere was swept away.

Obviously, this is something he doesn't want to mention.

Seeing this, Han Fei quickly asked: "This old man, we have something important to ask this time. What is the "Flying Dragon" you mentioned earlier..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man interrupted directly: "Don't worry about this, I have something to ask you."

"How...how did you find me just now?"

The answer to this question is very important, at least for the elderly.

He had worked hard on tricks for decades before he created his previous skills. He never expected that Han Fei, who was in contact with them for the first time, would see through them.

If you don't get an answer and doubts pile up in your heart, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep tonight.

Hearing this, Di Renjie also pricked up his ears. He also wanted to know how Han Fei found out.

Regarding this, Han Fei just smiled: "The old man's method is very clever, so clever that even I can't detect it."

"Who would have thought that among these hundreds of dolls, there would be a person who has no heartbeat, no pulse, or even blood flow."

"The old man's means... are really extraordinary."

This was the reason why he couldn't find any living things before. In a sense, the old man in front of him was no different from the dead.

It's just that he can move, talk, and think like an ordinary person.

Han Fei guessed that the old man must have practiced some kind of miraculous skill or taken some kind of special medicine.

"Yes."

The old man explained: "I started practicing "Turtle's Breathing Dafa" when I was 5 years old. It has been more than [-] years, and it can be said that I have reached the pinnacle."

"The heartbeat, pulse, and blood flow can all be controlled freely, even if it stops for a day and a night, nothing will happen."

"Combined with this whitebait silk thread, I can control the devil's clothes with extremely small movements without using any skill."

"In this way, no one will be able to discover my existence, nor will they know that I am manipulating the evil spirits."

"Awesome." Han Fei sincerely admired it.

Decades of penance, just to complete the purpose of not being discovered, this kind of behavior is always worthy of respect.

Besides, the old man's ideas are equally extraordinary.

Just like before, when the means of manipulating the evil spirits came out, he was already deceived, let alone other people.

Han Fei was sure that 90.00% of the Jianghu people with nine or more would not be able to see through the mystery.

Do things to the extreme, call it the best in the world.

And the old man is the number one juggler in the world!
"Hey, hey, what are you thinking, kid?"

The old man pouted in dissatisfaction: "After talking for a long time, you still haven't explained clearly how you found me just now."

"It's very simple." Han Fei smiled confidently.

"Simple?"

The old man's head was full of black lines: "I have studied tricks all my life, you tell me it's very simple! Isn't it a little insulting?"

"Sorry, old sir."

Then, Han Fei explained to him: "Your "Turtle's Breath Dafa" is really amazing, even I can't see the truth."

"It's just that there is something that can surpass the line of sight, even surpassing the warrior's induction."

"What?" The old man was very curious.

In all his years of life, he had never seen such a thing, nor had he even heard of it.

"The special consciousness that only exists in the Transcendent Realm is the so-called...mind's eye!" Han Fei explained.

"Heart?"

"That's right, whether it's vision or perception, you need to do it yourself."

"But the heart and eyes are different..."

(End of this chapter)