Dewey, the old man of the Du family, is also an old monster who has lived from the last century to the present.
No one knows how long he lived. During the Republic of China, the Du family's trademark existed.
This old man has always survived, so the Du family is a very mysterious existence in everyone's hearts.
But this mystery is nothing to Chen Feng.
Earth-level warriors can live for hundreds of years without any problem as long as they don't commit suicide.
"Boy, I'll give you a chance to take back what you just said."
Dewey snorted coldly, turned the Tang knife slowly, and immediately pointed the tip of the knife at Chen Feng.
He was so knowledgeable that he could tell at a glance that the guy in front of him seemed to be having an affair with his granddaughter.
All children of the Du family must play their role, even women must play their role.
When his granddaughter Du Tianfeng brought a strange man back, he had already severely reprimanded her.
However, the granddaughter said that the young man was kind to her, so she allowed him to take the medicine.
Now that the grudges have been cleared, there is no need for him to be polite anymore.
Chen Feng frowned, glanced at the other person, and his eyes returned to calmness, "I'm just telling you an objective fact. I'm a doctor. I can see the abnormalities in your body."
He is now at the heaven level. After taking the treasures of heaven and earth, his cultivation level has recovered a lot, so he can naturally see a lot of clues.
This Tang sword is extremely violent and will seriously affect the user's character.
For the sake of the other party's medicinal materials, he kindly reminded him.
A look of panic flashed in Du Tianfeng's eyes, "Um, Lord... Mr. Chen, don't talk nonsense."
Others don't know it, but she knows her grandfather's character best.
In the past, I regarded her as the apple of my eye, but recently, for some unknown reason, I looked at her with eyes full of indifference.
Even his relatives are so indifferent. If Chen Feng angers him, he will be in big trouble.
"Haha, boy, you are very confident, but has my granddaughter ever told you that I am a doctor?"
"Besides, I used to be the hospital doctor of Yuwuyuan. Do I still need your judgment if I have any questions?"
"Go away, I don't want to see you again, otherwise I will kill you with one knife."
Dewey said in a deep voice, and after finishing speaking, he continued to practice his sword.
Since getting this knife, his strength against enemies has greatly increased, and he cannot put it down, even his beloved granddaughter will not touch it.
"Onlookers are clear, Mr. Du, you are possessed by a demon."
Chen Feng took a deep look at Dewey.
"Weapons are just weapons, how can one be possessed by a demon? Did you know that I am still a warrior, a powerful Earth-level warrior, how can a mere weapon be possessed by a demon?"
Dewey said loudly, and after speaking, the internal force in his body suddenly surged, forming an invisible force field that pressed against Chen Feng.
Du Tianfeng's expression changed, "Please, stop talking."
"Grandpa, don't be angry. He is really a doctor. He even cured Xiaohua. He is the benefactor of the Du family. Don't be angry, okay?"
"How about this? You find someone to identify this Tang Dao."
Based on her understanding of grandpa, if she said a few words at most, he would hurt someone with his Tang Dao.
Thinking of this, she glanced at Chen Feng, with some worry in her eyes.
"Okay, go and invite Lao Hei over."
Dewey said lightly, with a bit of disdain in his eyes.
Hearing his grandfather's words, Du Tianfeng felt relieved.
He immediately pulled Chen Feng aside and said in a low voice: "Lao Hei is a famous appraisal expert. He will be here soon."
"If he says there is nothing wrong with the knife, please don't say anything more to my grandfather. He is very stubborn. Just admit his mistake and leave."
Chen Feng thought for a moment and reminded: "There is a big problem with this knife. If you continue to use it, your life will be in danger. Let me warn you."
Du Tianfeng was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say for a moment. Looking at Chen Feng's seriousness, it seemed that there was really something like that.
But a weapon is a weapon, so how can you kill someone yourself?
She couldn't help but feel that her thoughts were very funny, so she sighed and said nothing.
She was not very convinced by Chen Feng's statement.
After all, her grandfather was a doctor and a powerful warrior. How could he be controlled by a sword?
After a while, weapons identification expert Lao Hei arrived.
"Mr. Du."
Lao Hei saluted respectfully.
Chen Feng glanced at him and saw that he was a middle-aged man, very capable, especially since there was a dense layer of calluses on his palms. He was obviously a practicing man.
At least, the weapons in hand are not lacking in practice.
"Boy, before I start, I want to ask you two questions."
Dewey spread his hand and held out two fingers.
"please."
Chen Fengdao.
"The first question is, are you a doctor, or did you graduate from a medical school?"
Dewey asked.
"I'm not a graduate of a medical school, I just received some guidance from an expert and learned some medical skills."
"Do you know martial arts?"
"certainly."
Chen Feng nodded.
Seeing how confident Chen Feng was, Dewey had a strange look in his eyes. You must know that there are not many doctors who are both skilled in medicine and martial arts.
Over the years, he has met few young people like Chen Feng who are both skilled in medicine and martial arts.
After all, they are two completely different systems, and it is too difficult to practice both.
In his opinion, Chen Feng's medical skills are definitely not comparable to those of Sun Shengyi and Dragon Divine Doctor. In terms of martial arts, he is probably at Xuan level or Huang level. He is a young man with some potential.
However, it is not enough to be worthy of your own granddaughter!
"He is a good young man, but your experience is too little and you don't know my cultivation level. I am at the prefecture level, so you should understand what I mean."
"For the sake of my granddaughter, if you insist on saying that there is something wrong with this knife, I will give you a chance to find someone to identify it."
"This guy is a well-known weapons expert and even a swordsmith. You won't question this qualification, right?"
Dewey asked.
Chen Feng nodded and agreed. As an expert, he would know if there was anything wrong as soon as he made a move. Just from the restrained but powerful eyes, he knew that this old black man was not simple.
"Old Hei, look at this knife."
Lao Hei nodded, respectfully took the Tang Dao over, looked at it carefully for a long time, and quickly returned the knife.
"The knife is fine!"
"Boy, you heard it too. There's nothing wrong with the knife. What else can you say?"
Dewey locked his eyes on Chen Feng, and his anger became more and more intense.
If this guy didn't give an explanation, he might not be able to control himself and chop him with a knife.
Du Tianfeng looked at Chen Feng and kept giving him looks, trying to make him surrender.
However, Chen Feng seemed not to hear it.
"This sword is not that sword."
Chen Feng said softly.
"This is just one knife, do you know what you are talking about?
Pretending to be mysterious."
Dewey's tone was extremely dissatisfied.
Du Tianfeng became more and more nervous, which showed that grandpa's anger had reached the extreme.
"When I say there is a problem with the knife, it is not necessarily the problem with the knife itself, but the knife's murderous intent. This knife has too much murderous intent and is extremely evil."
"The more often you practice, the faster death will come."
"The evil spirit has entered your body now, you won't survive seven days!"
Chen Feng said softly.
"That's nonsense. I'm an Earth-level warrior. I don't know if there's something wrong with my health?
You just came to entertain me."
"Boy, I'll give you a hand!"
Dewey snorted coldly and was about to strike down with his knife.
"Grandpa don't want it!"
Right here, Du Tianfeng stood in front of Chen Feng and kept begging.
"If you want to save him, then trade your own happiness for it, are you willing?"
"I'll let him go and you marry the boy from the Tang family."
Dewey said calmly.
Du Tianfeng's face froze, thinking about his own happiness on one side and the life of his savior on the other.
"Okay, I agree."
"You are such a good grandfather who coerced your granddaughter into saving your life for the sake of your granddaughter."
"If you don't cherish it so much, then let it go.
There is now a black line on the sole of your foot, which is the evil spirit. When the evil spirit reaches your heart, you will die."