The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Liang Yan sighed after hearing this. To figure out the origin of this dumb, unless he finds the group of dead tomb disciples who escorted him that day, this is simply not feasible.

Not to mention that the original disciples had been killed by the Evil Doctor Valley Master, but there are still a few survivors. With Liang Yan now and the tomb of the dead, Liangzi would never dare to set foot in their sect anymore. .

　　 Knowing that there was nothing from Ning Wantang, Liang Yan also said goodbye, turned around and left the pill room, and ran to his guest room.

　　 When he pushed the door from outside the room, Dumb was sitting in front of a coffee table, staring at his hands dumbly, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 Liang Yan ignored him, poured a cup of tea on his own, and drank it all in one go. He looked up at the sky, pinched his fingers to calculate the time, and secretly said: "It is almost noon before noon, and there is almost a stick of incense. Why don't you practice the Dao Sword Sutra again and see how this dumb reacts?"

　　 Thinking of this, Liang Yan casually glanced at Ah-Dai, but at this look, he was slightly surprised. Because at this moment, Ah Dui took out a carved dagger from somewhere, with a twisted and struggling expression on his face.

　　 "Dumb?"

　　 Liang Yan thought he was going to attack him, so he bent his knees and bent over almost subconsciously, and assumed a posture of engagement. In fact, Liang Yan wasn't afraid that Dumb, a mortal body, would do any harm to himself. It's just that he has always been agile, this time it is completely instinctive.

　　 However, to his surprise, this dumb not only didn't stabbed him with a dagger, but instead turned a bitter face and pierced his own heart.

"what are you doing!"

　　 With this electric flint, the dagger that Ah-Dai stabbed at him was quick and accurate, and Liang Yan was still two or three feet away from him. I couldn't help but let out an exclamation, his feet were like the wind, and he pushed forward with one hand, directly pushing Ah-Dai with all his feet up.

　　 Dumb was pushed by him, and the dagger that was facing his own heart also missed his head, and it passed through his left armpit, only to cut a piece of clothing.

　　 Liang Yan saw him fall to the ground, and immediately strode forward, snatching his murder weapon and putting it in his sleeve, which was a little relieved.

　　 Dumb's "suicide" was unsuccessful and did not seem to be discouraged. His face was still filled with sorrow and joy, so he got up from the ground, patted his butt, and sat on the side of the coffee table again.

　　 Liang Yan secretly said, "It's dangerous!" When he saw this, he was able to stay in the valley because of Ning Wantang's care for Dumb. He also made an agreement with Ning Wantang that as long as he took good care of Dumb during these forty-nine days, he could help himself refine the sword pill.

　　 If this guy has any shortcomings, all his hopes will be vanished, I'm afraid he will be driven down the mountain immediately. And now he has lost all spiritual power in his body, even with physical strength, at best he can fight one-on-one with the monks in the refining period. If the people from the tomb of the dead were searching for themselves nearby, wouldn't it be sending sheep to the tiger's mouth?

　　 Fortunately, I found out just in time. If it was a moment later, Dumb would have died. Liang Yan stretched out his hand to touch the cold sweat on his forehead, sat down on the other side of the coffee table, and persuaded him:

"Brother Dumb, people are inherently dead, so you don't have to rush for a while. When Liang recovers his magical powers, takes the Sword Pill, and then leaves the Evil Doctor Valley, you can die as you wish... ..."

　　While he poured himself tea, he observed Duan's reaction, and saw that the man had clearly dull eyes and dull expression. The decisive expression that appeared just now when he was self-mutilating seemed to be just Liang Yan's illusion.

　　 "That's weird, this man is so good, why should he stab himself? And this dagger... Could it be that I found it in the valley when I went to the altar?"

　　 Liang Yan put the teacup on his lips and took a sip, and then re-scanned the dui in front of him. He glanced at the man before he suddenly noticed the seven-foot-long cloth strip behind dui.

　　 "In that linen, I don't know what is wrapped. Isn't it a weapon?"

Liang Yan frowned slightly, and secretly thought: "No, I go out to make alchemy every day, but I can't let this guy keep a murder weapon. If he gets on a whim and wipes his neck, how can I be Liang Yan? Don't you want to carry this pot?"

　　As soon as he thought of this, he stopped drinking his tea, got up almost immediately, reached out his hand and touched the long strip of cloth behind Ah-Dai.

However, just when his right hand was about to touch the long cloth strip, the dumb, who originally seemed harmless to humans and animals, suddenly shot with lightning, and grabbed him firmly at a speed so fast that even Liang Yan could not see it. Your wrist!

　　 Suddenly, an aura that resembled a mountain came, Liang Yan's eyes stiffened, and he instantly felt that his right hand was suppressed by a huge peak, unable to move at all.

"you!"

　　 Liang Yan's whole body exploded, and his first subconscious reaction was that this person was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. His true strength is really unfathomable!

　　 However, the next moment, when he calmed down, he found that this dumb was just reaching out his hand to clasp his wrist, and did not make any further movement, it seemed to be just to prevent him from touching the long cloth strip.

　　 And as long as he doesn't stretch his hand forward, the breath ~www.ltnovel.com~ that overwhelms him will not appear.

　　 Liang Yan took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then whispered to Dumb: "I won't touch the thing behind you, and you don't hold my hand, okay?"

　　 After listening to that dumb, his eyes still stared straight ahead, he didn't even look at Liang Yan, and didn't know if he listened.

　　 Upon seeing this, Liang Yan said again: "I count one, two, and three, and we withdraw at the same time."

"one two Three!"

　　 As soon as he finished speaking, Dumb really let go of his right hand. Liang Yan was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately drew back, until he was three or four feet away from the dumb, he was almost close to the door, and then he stopped and looked at his wrist.

　　 I saw a crimson mark left on the right wrist. Just now, Dui grabbed it casually, and he almost bleeds from his mouth.

　　 Liangyan has been practicing Taoism for seven or eight years, and I have never slackened the practice of mixing exercises every day. Although my spiritual power has been lost, the physical strength alone is enough to compare with ordinary nine-level Qi-cultivating disciples. Unexpectedly, today, it can't be worth this dumb's casual grab!

　　 He looked far away towards Dui, and saw that he was still sitting on the edge of the coffee table blankly. Although there was no spiritual power in his body, how could Liang Yan now treat him as a mortal?

However, Liang Yan was not afraid at the moment. On the contrary, what he was thinking at the moment was: "This dumb is really not an ordinary person. Up!"