Chapter 34: push on his head

   Chapter 34 Pushed to his head

Murong Zhe probed her forehead with the back of his hand, seeing that the body temperature was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, Aran, you have slept for so long, it is certain to dream, and it is normal to dream about people, where is the immortal? Is it so easy to see? Don't think about that, Dad won't let you have anything to do."

   Murong Lingran said in a serious tone: "Father, what I said is true. The old **** is afraid that you won't believe it. He even gave me a gift for me to prove to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up a bamboo basket full of sundries, took out a wooden box from the space under the cover of the bamboo basket, opened it under the suspicious eyes of her father and brother, and three exquisite knives appeared in front of them. .

   "The old **** said, there are three in total here, one for each of us."

This is what she saw in a shop a few days before her death in the 21st century. After trying it on, it felt sharp. The scabbard was still made of wood, and the handle and scabbard had exquisite tiger patterns. She looked good. , I bought a set of ten.

   Although it is a modern thing, there is no trace of modernity from the outside.

   Murong Kuan stepped forward and took one, pulled out the blade from the scabbard, and saw the sharp blade, his eyes suddenly lit up.

   There happened to be a branch beside him, and after picking it up, he swiped it in a ghostly way.

   Murong Kuan suddenly widened his eyes and said excitedly: "This... this is too sharp, I have never seen such a sharp knife in my life, and its blade is so beautiful."

   Murong Zhe also had a look of surprise in his eyes. If it wasn't for his hand injury, he would have taken it and tried it himself.

   There is no man who does not love swords, and their father and son are no exception.

   Murong smiled lightly and said: "Now you should believe me, besides gods, who can make a knife so beautiful and sharp?"

   "Aran, is this really given to you by the old god?" Although Murong Zhe believed most of it, he still wanted to ask more clearly, "When did he give it to you?"

"It's true, when you went to sell medicine and I was home alone, I dreamed of him in my sleep, as if he thought I needed a self-defense weapon, which can be used to cut medicine or something, when I wake up Come here, the knife appeared by my pillow."

  The father and son looked at each other and completely believed her words in their hearts. After all, it is impossible for Aran to have the money to buy a knife to fool them. Are there really gods in this world?

"Father, the old immortal and I have something to say first, and don't let too many people know about him, so you must not tell others about the gift he gave me, not even A-niang, or you will make him angry. , our family will be in great trouble.”

   This knife is too bizarre, the less people know about it, the better.

   At this time, the God Lord Changqi in the space rolled his eyes when he heard Murong Lingran's words, thinking that this ghost girl is smart, she can push everything on his head in the future.

   But is he old? Although he is a little older, everyone who has seen him said that he is heroic.

   Does his voice sound old?

  Shenjun Changqi was now deeply in self-doubt.

  The father and son came back to their senses when they heard the first four words of calamity. Murong Zhe glanced out of the cave, looked at his son in a serious tone and warned, "You must not say what Aran said today, do you understand?"

   (end of this chapter)