Chapter 325 Untouchable
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 do so with the Liang Zi who had formed a relationship with the Tomb of the Dead. Set foot in their sect again.
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, then counted the time with his fingers, and said to himself: "There is still about one stick of incense left before noon. Why don't we practice the Dao Sword Sutra 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, with a twisted and struggling expression on his face.
“Dumb?”
Liang Yan thought he was going to sneak attack 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's just that he has always been alert, and this time it was just an instinctive reaction.
However, to his surprise, not only did the dumb guy not stab him with a dagger, but instead, with a cruel look on his face, he stabbed him in the heart.
"What are you doing!"
With this flash of lightning, the dagger that Dui stabbed himself at was very fast and accurate, and Liang Yan was still two or three feet away from him. He couldn't help but exclaimed, his feet were like wind, and he pushed forward with one hand, directly pushing Ah-Dai onto his back.
Dai was pushed by him, and the dagger that was originally aimed at his heart was misdirected, and instead passed through his left armpit, only cutting a piece of clothing.
Seeing him fall to the ground, Liang Yan immediately stepped forward, snatched his murder weapon with his hands, put it into his sleeve, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Ah-Dai failed to "commit suicide" and did not 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 because of Ning Wantang's concern for Ah-Dai. He also made an agreement with Ning Wantang that as long as he took good care of Ah-Dai during these forty-nine days, he could help him refine the sword-raising pill.
If there is something wrong with this guy, all my hopes will be in vain, and I am afraid that I will be driven down the mountain immediately. And now that he has lost all his spiritual power, even with his physical strength, he can only fight one-on-one with the monks in the Qi refining period. If someone from the Tomb of the Dead is hunting for me nearby, wouldn't that be like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?
Fortunately, I discovered it in time. If it had been a moment later, Dumb 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. Wait for Liang A certain person regained his magical power, took the sword-raising pill, and left the Evil Doctor Valley again. 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. He showed a moment of determination when he committed suicide just now. The color seemed to be just Liang Yan's illusion.
"It's strange. Why did this man stab himself in the heart when he was so good? And could it be that this dagger was found in the valley when I went to the alchemy room?" Liang Yan put the tea cup to his mouth, took a sip, and looked at it again. Looking at Ah-Dai in front of him, 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 secretly thought: “No. , I go out to make alchemy every day, but I can’t let this guy He keeps a murder weapon with him. If he wipes his neck on a whim one day, won’t I, Liang Yan, have to take the blame?”
When he thought of this, he stopped drinking tea. He stood up almost immediately, stretched 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 strip of cloth, Ah-Dai, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, suddenly made a lightning move and caught 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 count one, two, three, 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 was overjoyed and immediately stepped back until he was three or four feet away from Dumb, almost touching the door. Then he stopped and looked at his wrist.
Only a deep red mark was left on the wrist of his right hand. Just now, when Dui 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 lost now, his physical body alone is strong enough to rival those at the ninth level of ordinary Qi refining. Disciple. I didn’t expect that today, I couldn’t resist this dumb guy’s casual 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 regard him as a human being now? As a mortal?
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 "Tao Sword Sutra" My practice may have come to fruition!”
(End of this chapter)