How Am I Still Alive?

Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten.

With the holding of this ceremony, the elimination rate is also extremely cruel.

After all, this is only a preliminary screening, there is no need to gamble your life, even if you fail repeatedly, as long as you get a ticket before everything is over, it is enough.

".Why follow me? The intelligence transaction is over, right?"

"Xiaomu, from the looks of it, you like it too, right?"

Hearing this, Lu Ping'an's face changed drastically.

"No, I'm not, it's really not that I won't be punished, I don't want to eat in prison yet!"

"...I'm serious, stop kidding."

As he spoke, Old Man Qian showed a dumbfounding expression.

Although he was indeed "deceived" at first, but later this guy didn't act, and he naturally saw through what should be seen through.

But old man Qian could see it even more. Although he didn't know who this pretender was, he was definitely more trustworthy than the original Su Xi.

Some things are difficult to hide, such as this man's daily "lawful stance", such as the way he looks at those two girls

". Breakthrough in the preliminaries is actually not difficult, but then I can only go to the auditorium. Now I have lost my fighting spirit."

For other professions, old age and frailty will bring about weakening. For fighters who rely purely on their bodies for food, most of them will be directly abolished.

What is more deadly is the "unable to continue training" and "stop training in actual combat" brought about by physical decline. In Lao Qian's words, it means that he has lost his "fighting heart" and is no longer qualified to step on the stage of the God of Fighting.

With him like this, it's okay to barely get into the second round, but that's a double humiliation to his opponent and himself.

"I hope that next, you can take care of my girl during this ceremony."

"Ha, what a joke, we're competitors."

Lu Pingan naturally chose to refuse such a troublesome matter.

Want me to be a babysitter? Dreaming, unless uh, you can't add money!

"I have information about the second round. You are not in competition. On the contrary, as long as you enter the second round, you will need her help."

".You can get this too?"

"Of course, I also have old acquaintances in the Church of the God of Fighting, and where there are people, there will naturally be rivers and lakes."

"Tell me first, I'll think about it after listening."

Lu Pingan didn't promise, and he directly said this kind of request, which was tantamount to prostitution information.

"The second round is a team battle, you need a teammate." As soon as the words came out, Lu Pingan knew it.

"Ha, why don't I find a strong one."

But at this time, Lu Pingan was happier.

The little girl's strength is not bad, but her attack is obviously not ruthless enough. The next battlefield may not be suitable for her.

".As long as you bring Xiao Mu to finish the ceremony safely, I will give this to you."

What the old man took out was a very worn thread-bound book.

The book has been around for a long time, without a cover, and it is full of scribbled notes. It is obviously a handwritten book.

And his eyes were full of heartache, and he seemed a little bit reluctant.

"Lu Ping'an, promise him! That's the 'Book of the End of the Warrior'! It's the 'Left Scroll of the Enlightened One'!"

"What?"

".The monk version of the taboo library, the monk's once-in-a-lifetime collection of experience. Only very high-level monks are able to write. After writing, the strength will obviously decline. Basically, it is the legacy of the old guy to his disciples."

In this way, Lu Pingan understood.

This is similar to the one-time ability of one's own "library", except that there is no copying of "rules" and "scholar ability". This is not like "copying" like oneself, but tends to "stripping".

Lu Ping'an's one only has "knowledge" and needs the library to fill in the corresponding "content", which is more like a "shrunk version attachment", and this is a compressed version of the original, which is the essence of a monk's life.

So, here's what you get from reading this book.

"Okay, so sincere. I agree!"

Well, sure enough, just add money to everything.

But Lu Pingan was a little puzzled. Under the explanation of the big cat, Lu Pingan knew that it was too expensive. Just a rookie holding this book, as long as it is fully digested, it can reach 30-40% of the writer's salary. ability.

And more importantly, if it is a monk who is stuck in the bottleneck, he can borrow the path of others to complete his own breakthrough, and its actual value is quite high.

Although Lao Qian estimated that it was only the upper limit of the fourth level, if this book was really used as a price, it would be enough to hire a veteran powerhouse of the sixth level.

"But, why me? Also, why don't you just let Xiaomu use it?"

The old man looked at the book with reluctance on his face.

In a sense, this is his coffin book.

"Although Xiaomu is my adopted daughter, she is actually my disciple. She has learned all about me. Giving it to her will actually limit her development."

In the old man's opinion, repeated "martial skills" will instead limit the growth mindset of talented warriors.

The little guy basically knows everything in this book, repeated learning will only limit her imagination, she is far more likely than this old guy stuck in the fourth level all his life.

"I have taught her everything I can teach. She doesn't need this book, and even this book will become her poison."

This reason is not bad, but Lu Pingan still has doubts, why did he choose himself,

"Eyes, eyes can't deceive people, especially young people. When you look at two girls, the kind of love and tenderness from the heart. You have a psychological age beyond your appearance. You should have witnessed countless darkness in the world. , but you still like this."

"Haha, ah, yes, yes, you are right."

Lu Ping'an couldn't stand it anymore, it was all the big cat's fault! I was misunderstood!

"Is it really a misunderstanding?" The big cat also said sullenly.

But the old man on the opposite side didn't know that Lu Pingan had so many psychological dramas, he just felt a little regretful, and handed the book over helplessly.

He is confident in his vision, or in other words, his experience makes him confident in the people in front of him.

He glanced at his little granddaughter again, and was about to leave directly.

He has confidence in her, as long as he can successfully pass this festival and complete the qualitative change and harvest, then she can be alone. This is probably the last thing he can help her.

The old man touched his chest subconsciously. Inside the clothes, a "face sore" was breathing slowly.

A professional's career will die if he does not advance. He who has been unable to improve for a long time is destined to reach the end.

This kind of decay from the inside out is over, and there is no way to save him. He has reached the end that a professional cannot avoid.

In fact, the old man was also very hesitant, but in fact, he had no choice.

It is considered lucky to be able to find a seemingly trustworthy person at the last moment.

Lu Pingan, who was tempted by the "reward", didn't know that when the value of the reward was much higher than the "service", there might be hidden troubles waiting for him.

".Or, think again."

But in the end, seeing this man happily whipping people with his "tentacles", while his granddaughter was still pumping her small fists, old man Qian couldn't hold back anymore.

".Children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

But in the end, he shook his head and disappeared into the shadows.

"Mumu, forgive grandpa for leaving without saying goodbye, grandpa won't say goodbye because"

The old man sighed, "Goodbye" or something, it was too sad, and it was hard to say it.

So, he found a reason for himself.

"...I disappeared, instead of dying in a certain place, that man should treat Mumu better, at least he has to guard against his possible revenge."

The old man's entrustment is not limited to the overflowing rewards of this festival, he expects to get overflowing rewards, and according to his observation, the opposite side will not let his little girl fend for herself, as long as she pays a little attention or even takes care of her, Xiaomu will be fine. grow more safely.

But seeing the scene where he used the "magic vine" to throw the little girl into the sky and made her giggle after winning, the old man felt a heart attack again.

I can't see the wrong person, right? Is this young man from Secret Service really reliable?

Lu Ping'an changed his appearance and equipment, but the toothbrush, towels, etc. he used were actually Xia Qin's, and they were also issued by the special service team. He didn't care about hiding some things, and it was only natural for the old fritters to find them.

And this "identity", coupled with Lu Ping'an's strength, which is obviously higher than that of the special service team, coupled with his own observation, the old man also has a certain degree of trust in him.

It's just that now I look at the granddaughter dancing with the "tentacles".

".Lets see."

So, the old man who found a reason for himself hid in a corner and continued to spy on his little granddaughter.

The more I look at it, the more reluctant to leave, the more I look at it, the more I want to stay.