Zhou Yang carefully put Lin Yirui down, let her stand aside, and walked slowly to the rotten knife.
The old man looked at Lin Yirui, shook his head and said, "Who is such a girl, who is so cruel, and such a dead hand? I said, young man, you have run the wrong way. You can't find someone to help you at this time, why come and borrow? Knife? Even if you are angry, you have to wait until the life is saved before you say no?"
"The purpose of borrowing a knife is to save lives!"
Zhou Yang bent down and grasped the dusty handle of the knife.
A knife that no one can handle, naturally it is impossible for someone to take care of it. It is normal to be rotten!
This is the first time Zhou Yang has seen this famous knife in his previous life.
This knife is unnamed.
The reason why it became famous is that the whole village moved ten years later, but the family refused to move out. The reason was that there was a heirloom knife in the family that no one could hold it. Although their descendants were not promising, they couldn’t. Just throw away the heirloom.
The company in charge of the relocation naturally refused to believe it. First, it sent someone to take the knife, and as expected, no one could pick it up. Then the crane was used to lift it, but it still couldn't move!
At this moment, this knife became famous, and people from all walks of life came in droves, some who did not believe in evil, used various methods, pulled tractors, helicopters, and of course, more of them were masters from all walks of life. Hearing this handle After the strange knife, they all rushed over to show off their skills and wanted to pick up this knife, but of course they all failed.
Until Zhou Yang's soul jumped to the sky, the knife was still here, but a special exhibition hall had been built. The family made a lot of money just by collecting tickets and money for trying the knife.
The one-horned evil spirit's knife skills are too domineering and fierce, especially the long knife chopping. The machete that came from the craft factory was completely unable to wield all the power of the knife, so it would be broken.
And Zhou Yang now needed a suitable weapon to deal with the next battle, and he remembered the famous nameless long knife still sleeping in an unknown village in Mongolia.
When he thought of this knife, he felt that the sword technique of the one-horned evil spirit should be such a knife to be able to display it.
He didn't even think about whether he would be able to draw this knife, just thinking that the knife was suitable, so he came over.
Now when he held the handle of the knife, he immediately felt an indescribable sense of familiarity and fit.
As if this knife was waiting for his arrival.
As if this knife was prepared for him!
In the previous life, I didn't wait, but in this life, I finally waited!
This knife has a name!
The moment he held the handle of the knife, the name of the knife naturally appeared in his heart.
"Death!"
With a slight mention, the blade was lifted off the shelf and was already in the hand!
It's heavy, but the weight is just right!
"Really picked it up?" The old man opened his mouth wide in surprise, "I tried it for a lifetime, and I couldn't move it even a single cent. You, why did you pick it up so casually?"
Zhou Yang waved lightly, only to find that the unspeakable was suitable, he couldn't help but smiled, turned his head and looked at the old man and said, "Is it necessary to hold a knife-holding ceremony?"
"You don't need to... It's just that you are too casual..." The old man didn't know what to say, and he paused for a long time before saying, "Yes, if you can afford it, then it's the fate of the knife. Take it away. Let’s take it away, so I don’t have to worry about it every day."
Lin Yirui asked: "You can't take it either? How did your ancestor get this knife? How did you move it here?"
The old man said, "Since this knife was placed here, it hasn't been moved! I saw that the house was not built for the purpose of this knife. It's a long way to talk about how the knife came. As for our ancestors, one day… "
"A god came up from the world, put this knife and a box on the ground, and told their ancestors to take good care of this knife. If someone can pick it up in the future, he would give the knife to that person, and that person After getting the knife, the box will be split open for their family. The contents of the box are their reward for guarding the knife!"
Zhou Yang interrupted the old man's nagging and simply summed it up.
In the previous life, the story about the origin of this sword has long been spread throughout the world along with the magic of this sword. That's why Zhou Yang knew about this sword and the rules for taking it.
"You really know everything!" The old man grinned, "Wait, I'll get the box!"
The old man turned around and ran out. He returned after a short while, holding a square cloth bag in his hand, and there were six or seven people behind him. There were old and young, male and female, and the whole family came to watch. NS.
The cloth bag was placed on the ground and opened carefully. Inside was a square metal box.
Without saying anything, Zhou Yang slashed the box open with a knife.
"Hey, hey, how did you split it?" The old man stomped and complained, "Our family has waited for dozens of generations, so can't we let us brew and prepare for our relationship?"
"I'm in a hurry!"
Zhou Yang carried the knife on his shoulder, picked up Lin Yirui with one hand, and walked out in strides, not looking at what was in the box, but heard the fuss and exclamation from the family behind him, wanting to come to the box. Things must be of great value!
Back in the car, Zhou Yang immediately started and continued on the road.
Lin Yirui asked, "Where are we going back here? Do we need to prepare something?"
"No need, this knife is enough! Let's go to Wucheng, and someone there will definitely heal you!"
Even if she didn't pick up that peach blossom, she was still the heart of a doctor's parents. Compared with Hu Sanshi, who looked forward and shrank back, she was so tall that she didn't know where to go!
She will definitely save Lin Yirui!
Zhou Yang thought so and believed so, so he did it.
After going to Wucheng for more than 1,200 kilometers, Zhou Yang kept driving for more than seven hours. In the evening, he returned to Wucheng and returned to the Liu's TCM Surgery Clinic.
After stopping the car, Zhou Yang immediately rushed into the clinic with Lin Yirui in his arms and shouted, "Sister, help!"
Liu Yunning turned out from behind and saw Zhou Yang who was holding Lin Yirui. She was startled. When she looked at Lin Yirui, she frowned and didn't speak much. He said straightforwardly, "Hold people in, why are you hurting like this?" "
Zhou Yang was overjoyed, "I was pumped by an old man, sister, you must save her. I brought her out. If she is going to die, I will have a big deal."
"Don't yell, I'm not your sister." Liu Yunning said, but her hand movements were not affected at all. After simply inspecting the scars on Lin Yirui's back, she twisted her brows again, looked at Lin Yirui, and said: "Your surname is Lin?"
Lin Yirui said calmly: "Yes, my surname is Lin!"
Liu Yunning said: "The Lin family's caning is very famous, but this wound has other spells besides caning! Someone is determined to put you to death! Isn't it because of him that you are exhausted? ?"
"No, it's him who I'm afflicted with. This has nothing to do with him." Lin Yirui said, "We have only known each other for two days."
Liu Yunning said heartily, this guy can climb up to his sister in twenty minutes after knowing me. He doesn't pay the consultation fee. Give him two days, maybe he can do something, maybe he can hit the home run.
While silently complaining in her heart, she swiftly started to treat Lin Yirui's wounds.
After Zhou Yang glanced a few times, he turned and walked out.
Liu Yunning asked, "Why are you going? Are you going to cause trouble again?"
Zhou Yang smiled, "If you don't go far, I'll help you look at the door, so that you won't be disturbed by those who don't have long eyes!"
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