"If you just want to regain your arms, you can go to Master Fang Mo."

The Ancient One said to Strange.

"……he?"

However, Strange didn't seem to believe Fang Mo very much. After hearing what Gu Yi said, a hesitant look appeared on his face. He first stared at Fang Mo, and then looked at his shoulder.

Carrying the scythe: "Are you sure?"

"I can guarantee his treatment level."

Gu Yi said calmly: "But how can we persuade him to treat you...I can't guarantee that."

"All right."

Hearing what Gu Yi said, Strange could only choose to believe him now, so he turned to look at Fang Mo beside him: "Um... Master Fang Mo, what is the principle of your treatment? I shouldn't

Do you need to read those messy books?"

"Oh, doctor, don't worry."

Fang Mo smiled confidently when he heard this: "I'm different from that old lynx. I never deal with the frivolous things. I only value the final treatment results."

"I understand the truth, but what Old Lynx is referring to is..."

Strange looked confused.

"Oh, I'm actually talking about Gu Yi." Fang Mo spread his hands casually; "She has lived for hundreds of years. Normal Buddhist disciples would have become relics long ago if they lived for such a long time. However, she did not die either.

I had to worry about her every day and couldn’t eat, so I just called her Lao Shili. But you seemed to have heard me wrong. What I just said was not lynx, but Shili."

"Uh...is that so?"

Strange seemed to be even more confused after hearing this. What is the relationship between these two people? Why does this guy seem to be looking forward to the death of Master Gu Yi?

"That's it anyway."

Fang Mo's face was very natural, and he spoke directly to Gu Yi at this moment: "Old Relic, go and call Master Hamil."

"..."

Gu Yi glanced at Fang Mo speechlessly. To be honest, she also wanted to complain, but considering that Strange was still here, it was really not easy for her to get angry. After all, Fang Mo was the kind of person who would be more concerned about him the more he cares about him.

The crazier type.

But after hearing what Fang Mo said, she knew what he wanted to do.

This was a good thing for Master Hamil, so Gu Yi thought about it and nodded in agreement, and walked directly outside the dojo. The other party had not gone far at first, and was reading in another room, so Gu Yi soon

He was brought back as soon as possible.

This is a middle-aged Taoist priest. He is wearing an old Taoist priest uniform and looks very ordinary.

"Mage Hamil."

Fang Mo was quite polite to the passers-by at Kama Taj. When he saw the other person approaching, he nodded and said, "Please show your left arm. I want to show this guest my special skills."

.”

"Um."

Hamil didn't seem to like talking very much. He nodded slightly at this moment, and then rolled up his sleeves, revealing a bare left wrist.

"this……"

Strange was also stunned for a moment when he saw the other party's bare left wrist.

But before he could think about it, Fang Mo suddenly swung out the giant scythe in his hand without any warning, and cut off Hamil's arm directly.

There was a slurping sound, and warm blood even splashed onto Strange's face.

At this moment, Strange was frightened. He screamed and took several steps back. Fang Mo's momentum made him vaguely recall the cult lunatic named Casillas.

He had cut off his arm in the same way. Even though he no longer had his arm, he still felt a dull pain.

"Oh my God, you guys are also a cult."

Strange panicked and said nervously: "No...I want to leave here immediately!"

However, before he could leave, Ancient One had already reached out and held his shoulder. Although the other person looked like just a bald woman, the strength of the hand was so strong that Strange could not break free.

"Let me go!"

ster

Lan Qi said in panic: "If you do this again, I will call the police!"

"You repay it."

Fang Mo's voice rang out not far away. He put the sickle on his shoulder again and said with a smile: "Why don't we prepare a chair for you first and then you sit on it? After all, it is more convenient for you to use it."

Toe buttons..."

"you……"

When Strange heard this, he felt scared and angry, and his brain began to work rapidly, trying to come up with a countermeasure quickly.

But just at this time.

But he suddenly discovered something was wrong.

Not far away, Master Hamil had obviously had his arm cut off, but he didn't let out a single scream at this moment, which made Strange feel a little strange.

So he subconsciously glanced at Master Hamil in the distance.

In the end, it didn't matter if he didn't watch it. After watching it, he stood frozen on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

The opponent's arm has actually regenerated, and not only the severed arm, but even the disappeared palm... has now returned to its original state.

"This...this is..."

Strange looked at the other person's arm, and something seemed to be burning again in his heart, and his whole body became extremely excited in an instant.

Of course, Master Hamil was also equally excited.

It's just that he has been a mage at Karma Taj for half his life. At this moment, he can barely suppress his joyful mood. He directly leaned over Fang Mo and bowed: "Thank you for healing my hand, Fang Mo."

Master, thank you very much."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little effort to chop..."

Fang Mo smiled and waved his hand to Master Hamil: "Okay, let's go back and take a rest first to get familiar with your hands."

"Um."

Hamil nodded, and then left very respectfully.

After Master Hamil left, Ancient One also took the initiative to ask Strange: "How was it? Mr. Strange, are you satisfied with Master Fang Mo's treatment methods?"

"Why does it regenerate after being cut down? What is the principle behind this?"

Strange looked a little puzzled, but soon he couldn't help but shook his head: "Forget it, why do I think so much... It doesn't matter, as long as I can be cured, that's fine.

Master Mo, no, Master Fang Mo, can you please heal my arms as well?"

"It's okay, it's okay."….

Seeing the other party take the trap, Fang Mo also became happy: "But to be honest, your injury is not easy to heal."

"What?"

Strange heard this and immediately asked: "Why can't it be cured?"

"This is my staff." Fang Mo pointed to the giant scythe on his shoulder: "Its prototype is taken from the scythe in the hand of the God of Death. I call it the Scythe of Life, which means the alternation of life.

Of course, the principle of treatment is the same as reincarnation. It must be destroyed first and then repaired.”

"Oh, I understand this."

Strange was indeed a little excited now, and immediately said: "To put it simply, it means destroying the cells first, and then stimulating them to grow rapidly, right?"

"almost."

Fang Mo nodded.

"But if it's cell reorganization, then why are Master Hamil's hands easy to heal, but my arms are not?" Strange asked, "Is it because I need to generate more human tissue?

"

"It has nothing to do with that."

Fang Mo shook his head: "The main thing is that you are not good at cutting."

"ha?"

Strange was stunned when he heard this.

"Look, Master Hamil just lost his hand, right?" Seeing Strange's confused look, Fang Mo also smiled and educated him: "So I cut off his arm and let him

Hands grow quickly, but the problem is that both of your arms are gone... Where do you want me to chop?"

"this……"

Strange was stunned after hearing this.
To be continued...