Chapter 350 No matter how high the skills are, I am afraid of the kitchen knife
Never before, I feel that death is so close to me.
Mr. Ku approached step by step, and a powerful mental pressure locked Liang Hao, making him feel like he was about to suffocate. No matter what happened back then, it was the old man and Mr. Ku. What does it have to do with him? Liang Hao was very sad and angry. He seemed to have no change, but he silently improved his internal strength. He couldn't just be willing to surrender. Even if he fought to the death, he had to do it.
Suddenly, Mr. Ku took a step forward, but his body came to Liang Hao like a ghost. His movement was very simple. He raised his kitchen knife high and slashed towards Liang Hao's arm with one knife. Originally, Liang Hao planned to slash the ghost knife out immediately when Mr. Ku stepped into the attack range of the ghost knife, and then his steps retreated rapidly. Through the attack distance of the ghost knife, Mr. Ku could not get close to him. However, he unexpectedly came suddenly and caught Liang Hao off guard.
He raised his internal strength to the limit, and his footsteps shot back like an arrow. At the same time, the ghost knife in his hand drew a light from orchid in the air, and slashed Xiang Kuye's kitchen knife hard. The ghost knife blew his hair and broke his hair, and was invincible. Not to mention a kitchen knife, even a sharp blade made of steel would cut off like cutting tofu.
It seems that Mr. Ku also knew the power of the ghost sword. The kitchen knife turned into a slap and slapped the ghost sword's body. The ghost sword could not exert its power at all and fell directly to the ground. However, Liang Hao also took the opportunity to rush out several big steps, pulling the black silk. The ghost sword seemed to have spirituality, jumped up again, circling in the air, and the sharp blade did not leave Mr. Ku's face, neck and chest. As long as he was a little careless, the ghost sword could definitely pierce his body directly.
It is absolutely impossible to bypass the ghost sword to attack.
Mr. Ku sneered, and the kitchen knife slashed like lightning, and the knife was not far away from the ghost knife's blade. Once, then again, the ghost knife was pulled by the black silk after all, and finally fell to the ground again. Liang Hao wanted to pull the black silk again, but Mr. Ku's steps suddenly approached, stepped on the ghost knife, and cut off the kitchen knife.
Compared with ghost swords, human life is of course important.
Liang Hao decisively discarded the ghost sword, and no matter whether it was good or bad or not, it was not shameful. He leaned back and rolled continuously on the ground. When he reached the edge of the hillside, Liang Hao did not dare to get up, but jumped down. Sigh! The blade of the kitchen knife hit Liang Hao's body, but it was not strong enough, but the internal force released from the blade still split Liang Hao's clothes, leaving a blood mark on his back, and blood oozed out of the skin.
All this was so fast that Liang Hao didn't even feel pain. There was only one thought in his mind - escape! He couldn't beat him, and it was reasonable and unreasonable. When he encountered such a terrifying monster, he would lose his life if he didn't escape. Liang Hao rolled down along the mountain, and shouted like a torn in his mouth: "Help."
Below the hillside is the ancestral hall. Wang Fugui and others in the village were waiting for Liang Hao and Mr. Ku to come. Suddenly, they heard Liang Hao shouting. They hurried to the back mountain and saw Liang Hao rolling all the way down from the mountain road. What's so great? Even though the mountain was not steep, they didn't dare to be careless and rushed up.
Jing Shan's moves the fastest, like a monkey, and he came to Liang Hao in a few jumps. Such a thin little body actually hugged Liang Hao. He rushed to the side, and both of them lay in the grass, which stopped Liang Hao from rolling with all his momentum.
Ye Zixuan and Hu Li also ran up and shouted, "Brother Hao, how are you?"
Liang Hao's face was scraped with subtle blood marks, and his straight Zhongshan suit was ragged. When Jing Shan touched his tentacles, he was sticky and wet. He pulled out his hands and saw the bright red blood stains, which were shocking.
Ye Zixuan rushed up and said anxiously: "Why are you injured? Let me see. Jing Shan, hurry up and go to the car and get it over."
Liang Hao sat on the grass, turned around, and smiled and said, "It's okay, I accidentally slid down the hillside and scraped onto the branches."
The clothes on her back were broken in one stroke, and even if they were cut with scissors, they might not be so neat. A blood trough was oozing out of blood, which shocked Wang Fugui and others. Tears flowed out along the corners of Ye Zixuan's eyes. She carefully wiped Liang Hao's wound with alcohol cotton and applied medicine powder. However, the blood quickly washed away the medicine powder, and she couldn't even organize it if she wanted to stop it.
Liang Hao said in pain: "My ghost knife fell on the hillside. Who will help me pick it up? Village Chief Wang, please find me a room and let me take a rest."
I originally wanted to have a banquet at noon, but this time I didn't have it. Jing Shan, Wang Ergouzi and other young men carefully lifted Liang Hao and sent him directly to Wang Fugui's home. Mr. Ku walked down from the hillside with a ghost knife, held the ghost knife in his hand, and threw it to Ye Zixuan.
Ye Zixuan said angrily: "Old man, don't think I don't know what's going on. If Brother Hao has a few things, I will never end up with you."
Looking at Liang Hao covered in blood and the villagers with anxious faces on their faces, no one knew what Mr. Ku was thinking.
It was just a wound of flesh and blood. Liang Hao was not worried. He just found a room but didn't want outsiders to know his secret. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Liang Hao gradually integrated his internal strength into the healing ring. Soon, a warm current appeared in the ring, flowing slowly along the eight extraordinary meridians in his body. The wound healed little by little at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Although he had seen it not once or twice, Ye Zixuan still opened her eyes wide and was shocked by the scene in front of her.
Liang Hao's ring is called the water ring, which can also be called the healing ring, which was passed down to him by the ghost doctor Liang Dou. It is said that there are five rings in the world, namely gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and five rings, each medium has different powers. The attack power of the gold ring is super strong, the defense power of the wood ring is super strong, the fire ring can emit holy fire, and the earth ring can escape from the earth. Liang Hao's water ring is called the healing ring because it can quickly heal the patient's wounds.
However, Liang Hao's internal strength is not enough, and he cannot fully enable the function of the water ring. He also has to practice the three-body Xingyi posture and try to integrate it with the water ring. When he truly reaches the highest level, he is the water ring, and the water ring is him, and he is not distinguished from each other.
After almost two hours, Liang Hao stood up and the skin behind him had recovered as before. No one could tell that he was injured except for a faint mark. When he walked out, Jing Shan, Hu Li, Wang Ergouzi, Wang Fugui and others were all at the door. They all surrounded him and asked Liang Hao with concern.
Liang Hao smiled and said, "It's okay, the injury has been cured. Ergouzi, please find me some clothes and I'll change it."
Among these people, Wang Ergouzi and Liang Hao had similar figures. Wang Ergouzi quickly found a dark suit and beige shirt. This was what he planned to get married, and he didn't care about so much. At worst, he just bought it later. Liang Hao, who was wearing a suit, became much more energetic. He washed his face and walked towards the ancestral hall with Wang Fugui and others.
Today's banquet was held for Liang Hao. Xiaojiazhai and the villagers from several surrounding villages gathered in the open space of the ancestral hall. No one made a loud noise. They were all waiting quietly, waiting for Liang Hao to come back, and their hearts were full of tension.
Liang Hao was walking in the front, Ye Zixuan held his arm, Wang Fugui, Jing Shan, Hu Li, Xiao Nier and others followed behind him, and far away, Wang Ergouzi shouted: "Brother Hao is okay, Brother Hao is okay."
"Wow~~~" the villagers clapped and shouted, with smiles on their faces. This was joy from the bottom of their hearts. Although Liang Hao was not from Xiaojiazhai, they had long regarded Liang Hao as a relative.
Wang Fugui asked, "Doctor Liang, what happened just now? Why did you fall down from the hillside?"
Liang Hao had already hidden the ghost knife and smiled and said, "It's okay, it's me who was careless. Mr. Ku, we're all hungry when we are cooking."
There was no expression on Mr. Ku's face, but a large iron pot was still slammed, and the flames were rushing. The fragrance of vegetables quickly filled the entire open space of the ancestral hall. It was already late autumn, and the sun was not so vicious, shining on his body warmly. With the greetings of Liang Hao, Wang Fugui and others, more than 20 tables were soon filled with people.
The older girls and young wives didn't serve the table, so they helped to serve and cut vegetables.
Mr. Ku shouted: "Let's start the pot next to him."
The two pots were stir-fried at the same time, and the steaming dishes were quickly served on the table. Stir-fried rabbit meat, braised wild boar meat, roe deer meat... are all a large plate, and a large plate is placed upwards. In the city, you can also eat these wild game, but it is definitely not the authentic ones in Xiaojiazhai.
Drinking homemade rice wine and gnawing on wild boar meat in big mouthfuls, the feeling is so comfortable.