Chapter Ninety-Seven: Pig Teammates

"It's hard to ...... words"

Shan Liang waved his hand and said weakly, "Arrange two rooms for us, and get some water by the way." ”

"Good. The man said yes and left.

In a short time, the rooms were already arranged.

In their eyes, Shan Liang is simply a father of the owner, how dare he slack off his requirements?

In addition, they all knew that Shan Liang himself was a powerful martial artist.

Here, enjoy the VIP treatment.

Shan Liang only felt that his whole body was sore, and his bones seemed to fall apart.

With difficulty, he picked up the Iron Buddha and threw it on the bed in a guest room.

He turned back and picked up the stone box and the four miniature wood carvings, and returned to his room.

As for the Iron Buddha's sword, just throw it there.

Thousands of pounds of knives, in this village, there is no fear of people stealing ......

It's no wonder who can hold it!

Lu Xiaofei also entered the room, washed it briefly, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

This time, the Heaven and Earth Skill Divine Thunder was cast eight times, but it was to control the power, not to explode all the mind.

Therefore, the state is much better than last time, and the divine soul has not been seriously affected.

But after all, this talent skill is too terrifying, and the consumption is not small, which makes her look very tired.

However, when you wake up from a sleep, you should be full of energy.

Soon after Shan Liang watched her fall asleep, the surging aura around her body began to condense into a ball again, enveloping her.

These heaven and earth auras seemed to have their own consciousness, and they were frantically drilling into her body.

Such a magical and terrifying scene made Shan Liang breathtaking.

He's envious......

He came to the Iron Buddha's room next door, and the guy was still unconscious.

However, Shan Liang was not worried about him.

This kind of mental shock should be able to wake up on its own in a short time.

After all, he is a powerful martial artist, and his body has a strong ability to heal itself.

It's just that this knife has exhausted his spirit, and how long it will take to recover, Shan Liang can't estimate.

He shook his head, a hint of guilt rising in his heart.

This guy has been raising knives for ten years, and because of himself, his previous efforts have been lost.

Everything has to start all over again.

But he doesn't seem to have anything to compensate him for.

Nothing could help him.

On the way of martial arts, it is oneself that is cultivated.

Each has his own way, and each has his own way.

Shan Liang only hoped that this knife would have little impact on Tie Hanhan at the moment.

In addition, it was at this moment that Shan Liang's heart truly accepted him.

Treat him as your brother.

The back can be entrusted to the other party's brother.

Because of the environment in which he grew up since childhood, although Shan Liang has always smiled on the surface, in fact, so far, except for Lu Xiaofei, who is dependent on each other, no one has been able to really enter his heart.

For so many years, he didn't even have a fox friend and a dog friend.

The word friend carries a great weight in his heart.

Zhao Min, who has known each other for many years, can only be regarded as half a friend in his opinion.

His heart was closed.

Zhao Shiya, who was enthusiastic before, can be regarded as using sincerity to pry open a little gap.

But the gap is not big.

And right now, Tie Hanhan, who has never taken the initiative to do anything, has a place in his heart.

There is a place at the table.

He quietly looked at the unconscious Iron Buddha with a lot of thoughts.

Suddenly, Tie Hanhan's arm moved.

Hands began to grope slowly.

It seems to be looking for the overlord who he regards as his life.

But I didn't touch it, my brows were frowned, and a touch of sadness was revealed on my dark and silly face.

It's just that he still hasn't woken up.

Shan Liang glanced at it and sighed.

Turned around and walked out.

When he came to the black bladeless sword, he reached for it with all his strength with his flesh.

There was no movement.

Heavy scary!

He shook his head and used the inner Yuan Force of the dantian into his arms, bursting out with all his strength.

Under the amplification and bonus, he finally picked up the overlord sword.

It feels like it's still a bit struggling......

"I, Nima, have fused so many strength talents, and it's still hard to hold it, God knows how that black and thin little body dances casually with it!"

He sighed as he walked towards the room.

In addition, he really couldn't imagine what material this knife was forged from, and how it could be so heavy.

When I looked closely, I didn't find anything special.

The handle of the knife is connected to the blade of the knife, the blade is thick and narrow, there are some messy lines on it, there is no blood groove and no blade, just like a piece of naturally formed black iron to be polished casually.

He really couldn't see anything, so he walked into the room and gently placed the sword beside the Iron Buddha, within reach.

He didn't dare to put it on this guy's body, and Nima was crushing him to death all at once.

Iron Buddha's hand was still groping, and finally he felt the hilt of the knife.

The frowning brows suddenly relaxed, his face showed a simple appearance, and his mouth opened to smirk.

Holding the handle of the knife, his arm waved unconsciously, and he actually raised the knife and hugged it to his chest.

Then, this time, he almost cut Shan Liang in two!

"it!"

Shan Liang screamed and squatted down suddenly.

The knife grazed against his scalp.

There was no blade, but the floating hair was cut off by the knife, and hundreds of them fell down......

The Iron Buddha didn't know anything about this, holding the knife in both hands, turned over, rubbed the blade, and his silly face was full of happiness and satisfaction.

Shan Liang broke out in a cold sweat.

After such a thrilling tomb fight, they all came back safely, but they almost died at the hands of their pig teammates.

Where to go to reason?

He ran out of the door, deciding to stay away from the fool.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Man Shuke standing outside the door waiting.

This guy has a smile on his face that is not flattering, but it is very comfortable, and the corners of his eyes are densely wrinkled enough to trap flies.

"Little brother, why did you come to the small temple again? When I heard the news of your coming, I was teaching the scriptures to the disciples, and I immediately rushed here without stopping. ”

Man Shuke greeted him cordially, "I thought it would take a long time for us to meet each other, but I didn't expect that every few days, we would meet again, this is fate, hahaha......"

"Something is a little thing. ”

Shan Liang also laughed, his smile was as warm as the sun, so that anyone who saw it felt very kind and handsome, and joked casually, "Can you still talk about the scriptures?"

This Manshuk is also a smart man.

Knowing that Shan Liang was here, it must have been because the island opposite sank, but he pretended not to know and ignored it.

"Hahaha...... Buddha is the Tao, and there is no difference between preaching Buddhism and preaching the sermons, and to put it bluntly, they are all responding to the call of the country and persuading people to do good. As long as we do good deeds and do good deeds, and do not harm others, the Buddha and real people are all in my heart!"

He laughed, and there was something free and easy about his smile.

Shan Liang looked at him, and for the first time, he found that this guy's words were quite Zen.

"Come, give us some delicious farmhouse dishes in the evening, and I'll transfer some money to you, just treat it as the room fee and meal fee, and you can stay if you have more." ”

Shan Liang found his WeChat and earned 2,000 yuan casually.

When Man Shuke saw the two thousand yuan, his freedom and Zen instantly collapsed.

"Little brother is too polite, what do we have to do with it, and ...... talk about money"

He accepted the money as soon as possible, smiling politely.

The philistine atmosphere of the rural people is undoubtedly revealed.