Liang Yan sighed after hearing this. To find out the origin of this Dumb, he would have to find the group of Tomb of the Dead disciples who escorted him that day, but this was simply not feasible.
Not to mention that all the original disciples had been killed by the evil doctor valley master, even if there were still a few survivors alive, Liang Yan would never dare to set foot in their sect again with the relationship Liang Yan had formed with the Tomb of the Dead.
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After knowing that he got nothing from Ning Wantang, Liang Yan said goodbye, turned around and left the alchemy room, and rushed to his guest room.
When he pushed the door in from outside the room, Ah-Dai was sitting in front of a coffee table, staring at his hands with a dull face, not knowing what he was thinking.
Liang Yan ignored him and poured a cup of tea on his own, then drank it all. He looked up at the sky, counted the time with his fingers, and said to himself: "There is still almost one stick of incense left until noon."
Kung Fu. Why don’t you practice the Dao Sword Scripture again and see how this dumb guy reacts?"
Thinking of this, Liang Yan glanced at Ah-Dai casually, but at this glance, he was slightly frightened. Because at this moment, Ah-Dai took out a carved dagger from somewhere, and his face was twisted and struggling.
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"Dumb?"
Liang Yan thought that he was going to sneak attack on him, so he almost subconsciously bent his knees and assumed a fighting posture. In fact, Liang Yan was not afraid that Ah-Dai, a mortal, would cause any harm to him. It was just that he was always alert.
, this time it was just an instinctive reaction.
However, what greatly surprised him was that instead of stabbing him with a dagger, Dumb stabbed him in the heart with a fierce look on his face.
"what are you doing!"
At this moment of lightning, Ah-Dai stabbed himself with the dagger very quickly and accurately, and Liang Yan was still two or three feet away from him. He couldn't help but exclaimed, with his feet like the wind, he pushed forward with one hand, and directly pushed Ah-Dai
Falling on all fours.
When Ah-Dai was pushed by him, the dagger that was originally aimed at his heart was misdirected, and instead passed through his left armpit, only cutting a piece of clothing.
When Liang Yan saw him falling to the ground, he immediately stepped forward, snatched his weapon with his hands, put it into his sleeve, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Dui's "suicide" failed, and he didn't seem to be discouraged. His face was still neither sad nor happy. He just stood up from the ground, patted his butt, and sat down on the edge of the coffee table again.
When Liang Yan saw this, he secretly said, "What a danger!" The reason why he could stay in the valley was all due to Ning Wantang's care for Ah-Dai. He also made an agreement with Ning Wantang, as long as he took care of Ah-Dai during these forty-nine days.
If you're so dumb, you can help yourself refine the sword-raising pill.
If there is something wrong with this guy, all his hopes will be in vain, and he will be driven down the mountain immediately. And now that he has lost all his spiritual power, even with his physical strength, he can at most be able to refining Qi.
The monks in the early period fought one-on-one. If someone from the Tomb of the Dead was hunting for me nearby, wouldn't it be like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?
Fortunately, he was discovered in time. If it had been a moment later, Ah-Dai would have died by now. Liang Yan reached out and touched the cold sweat on his forehead, sat down on the other side of the coffee table, and said kindly:
"Brother Dumb, everyone is destined to die. If you want to die, there is no need to rush. When Liang regains his magical power, takes the sword-raising pill, and leaves the Evil Doctor Valley, you can die however you want."
While pouring himself tea, he observed Ah-Dai's reaction. He saw that this man's eyes were clearly dull and his face was dull. The decisive look he showed when he committed suicide just now seemed to be just Liang Yan's hallucination.
"It's strange, this man is so good, why did he stab himself in the heart? And could this dagger be found in the valley when I went to the alchemy room?"
Liang Yan put the tea cup to his mouth and took a sip, then looked at Ah-Dai in front of him again. He glanced at this person and suddenly noticed the seven-foot-long cloth strip behind Ah-Dai.
"I don't know what is wrapped in the linen cloth. Could it be a weapon?"
Liang Yan frowned slightly and thought to himself: "No, I go out to make elixirs every day, so I can't let this guy keep a murderous weapon with him. If he gets a whim one day and wipes his neck to pay for it, how can I, Liang Yan,
Don’t you want to take the blame?”
When he thought of this, he stopped drinking tea, stood up almost immediately, and reached out to touch the long strip of cloth behind Ah-Dai.
However, just when his right hand was about to touch the long strip of cloth, Ah-Dai, who originally seemed harmless to humans and animals, suddenly made a lightning move and grabbed him steadily at a speed that was so fast that even Liang Yan could not see clearly.
wrist!
Suddenly, a breath as strong as a mountain came. Liang Yan's eyes froze, and he instantly felt that his right hand was suppressed by a huge mountain, unable to move at all.
"you!"
The hair on Liang Yan's body stood up. His first subconscious reaction was that this person was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. His true strength was really unfathomable!
However, the next moment, when he calmed down, he found that Dumb just reached out and clasped his wrist without making any further movements. It seemed that he was just trying to prevent him from touching the long strip of cloth.
And as long as he no longer reaches forward, the breath that makes him breathless will not appear.
Liang Yan took a deep breath to calm down, and then whispered to Dumb: "I won't touch the things behind you, and you don't hold my hand, okay?"
After hearing this, Dumb's eyes were still staring straight ahead. He didn't even look at Liang Yan, and he didn't know if he heard it.
Liang Yan saw this and said again: "I'll count one, two, three, and let's withdraw at the same time."
"one two three!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ah-Dai actually let go of his right hand. Liang Yan felt happy and immediately stepped back until he was four feet away from Ah-Dai, almost four feet away from the door. Then he stopped and looked at his wrist.
go.
I saw a deep red mark left on the wrist of my right hand. Just now, when Ah-Dai grabbed it casually, he almost made his mouth bleed.
Liang Yan has been cultivating Taoism for seven or eight years, and he has never slacked off in practicing Hungry Kung Fu every day. Although his spiritual power has been completely lost, his physical body alone is strong enough to rival ordinary disciples at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Unexpectedly, today
But it can’t resist this stupid grab!
He looked at Ah-Dai from a distance and saw that he was still sitting on the edge of the coffee table with an expressionless face. Although he did not have any spiritual power in his body, how could Liang Yan treat him as a mortal now?
However, Liang Yan was not afraid at this moment. On the contrary, what he was thinking at this moment was: "This Dumb is indeed not an ordinary person. It seems that what happened last night was not a coincidence. My practice of "Tao Sword Sutra" may have something to do with it."