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Han Dongmei chuckled: "Girl, you are the one who believes that the people in the village all know that bayonet is bragging? Have you seen him catch ghosts? "

As they chatted, four bamboo sedan chairs walked up to them. On the sedan chairs sat a wretched old man whose age could not be determined. He was as thin as a match and wore a worn out Daoist robe. He looked a bit out of place.

Han Dongmei laughed: "Nu, he is bayonet."

Liang Hao asked: "How old is bayonet?"

Xiao Nier and Han Dongmei looked at each other and shook their heads. They did not know about this question. Anyway, since the two of them remembered, there had been bayonet in the village. After so many years, the bayonet was still the same, but he did not seem to have changed at all.

The palanquin continued to stop beside Liang Hao and his. Wang Fugui smiled and said: "bayonet, he is Dr. Liang. The villagers all relied on him to sell their apple."

bayonet walked down from the palanquin and asked: "Are you a doctor?"

Liang Hao cupped his hands and smiled: "Yes, I know some medical skills and greets bayonet."

"Seems like he's not satisfied with just one bottle, he's half a bottle of stuff to wander around." The bayonet snorted twice, turned around and walked to the side of the temporary stove, and said loudly: "Hurry and get out of the way, I'm cooking."

There was a large iron pot here, and firewood was burning in the pit. The water in the pot was steaming hot. bayonet lifted the lid of the wok and actually lifted up the wok with one hand. He poured water into a bucket on the side before placing it on the stove. He poured the oil into the wok, fried scallion, ginger, garlic, and other ingredients. Then, he poured a large bowl of meat into the wok.

bayonet's skinny body did not have a single bit of flesh on his arm. He was very dry, but he had enough strength to hold onto the big iron pot as if he was playing around. As the meat was being fried, the pot was being cooked. Soon, a fragrant smell of meat wafted through the air.

The fragrance of the meat was different from the dishes cooked in the large hotels, because there was definitely no such cooking pot in the large hotels. The bayonet was busy cooking. Two of the young lad had gone over to the stove to start a fire. One added wood, the other blew with a blower. The flames were burning fiercely. Compared to this, the fire from the gas stove was nothing.

Soon, a huge pot of meat had been fried. A line of plates was placed on the table, but bayonet's hands didn't even tremble. The left hand was holding a big iron pot, and her right hand was using a big horse spoon to place food on the plate. The big iron pot walked down from the left to the right, and the dishes on the plate were evenly distributed.

This scene caused Ye Zixuan and Hu Li to be even more dumbstruck.

Xiao Nier laughed: "bayonet is good at cooking, all of us know, it's just that we have a weird temper."

Suddenly, bayonet turned around and looked at Liang Hao, and shouted: "Brat, you two?"

Liang Hao was also eager to try, but after hearing bayonet's words, he did not refuse, and laughed: "There's no way for me to compare cooking with bayonet, let me try."

Seeing that Liang Hao wanted to cook, Wang Fugui immediately stopped him and advised: "Dr. Liang, don't mess around with bayonet. That big iron pot has a weight of one hundred kilograms, not just anyone can carry it."

A weight of a hundred kilograms lifted it by the strength of his wrist alone? Liang Hao was greatly shocked. However, looking at how bayonet's thin body was able to straighten up, he was a little unconvinced in his heart. Taking a few steps forward, he picked up the huge iron pot with one hand and secretly compared it with his inner strength. However, Liang Hao relied on only his Dan Tian Qi, wanting to be like the bayonet, with his left hand in the frying pan and right hand in the frying pan, it was impossible for him to do it.

Difficult. This was no ordinary difficulty.

Liang Hao carried it calmly and used his right hand to pull two dishes. His face was flushed red and after enduring for less than ten seconds, he immediately put down the big iron pot. Otherwise, he would have broken it.

"Walla ~ ~ ~" The surrounding people clapped together and cheered for Liang Hao.

To be able to lift it up with one hand, in the entire Xiao family stronghold, and even in the entire surrounding ten kilometers eight village, only Ge Sang was alright, but he also could not hold on for long. There was only one person like Liang Hao, who was able to pick up dishes and pull vegetables.

"Kid, you can't do it either." bayonet grabbed the big iron pot, and as if he was playing with it, he continuously stir-fried the vegetables, and said lightly: "This kind of cooking is mainly about skill, and I see that you have a little inner strength cultivation. If you can continuously convert your inner strength and store it in your dantian, and release it wave after wave, then you will be able to maintain the continuity of your inner strength. "Brat, go back and practice."

Others thought that the bayonet was making rumors, but Liang Hao was greatly shocked in his heart. What bayonet said was obviously about the dao of inner strength? The mountains were not high, but the spirits of immortals were there. The waters were not deep, and as long as there was a dragon, the spirits were there. Ordinary experts would hide in the depths of the forest and would not rashly make a move.

Usually, those who showed their fangs and brandished their claws would only know how to show off a little.

Liang Hao said humbly: "bayonet, how do I channel my inner strength wave after wave?"

bayonet glanced at him and asked: "Who is Liang Dou to you?"

Shocked, Liang Hao said respectfully: "That's my grandfather."

"You are the grandson of the Northern Ghost Hand in the past?" bayonet threw the big pot to the side and said loudly: "Come with me."

No one knew what was going on, but seeing that bayonet was walking towards the back of the mountain without turning back, Liang Hao waved his hand at Wang Fugui and the others, telling them to calm down, he got up and followed behind bayonet. bayonet was at least sixty years old, but his steps were swift as if he was flying, and he quickly arrived at the top of the mountain. The ground here was flat, and there was a wooden house built close to the mountain wall. Who knew how long it had been there. Under the erosion of the wind and rain, the house looked somewhat dilapidated.

The bayonet did not stop and walked straight to the back of the wooden house. When Liang Hao caught up, he was extremely shocked. Behind him was a mass of fragrant grass and flowers, and within a radius of a few dozen metres, there were no trees or rocks, only a lonely grave. There was no tombstone, so he didn't know who it belonged to.

bayonet stood in front of the lonely grave with his hands held low, his expression was very solemn. This kind of oppressive atmosphere made Liang Hao feel that it was not good. Sure enough, before he could say anything, bayonet said coldly: "Do you know who is lying in the grave?"

Liang Hao said carefully, "I don't know."

bayonet spoke word by word, "She is my wife and child."

"Huh?" Just as Liang Hao shouted in shock, bayonet suddenly turned his body, and his fingers became a ghost claw, grabbing towards Liang Hao's neck. His movements were fast and strange, if he grabbed onto something solid, even the cavity in Liang Hao's neck would crack. He immediately used Unfettered Steps to dodge the bayonet's claw, swaying left and right.

bayonet let out a cry, and actually followed suit with his movement technique. It was impossible to tell what he was doing, but he managed to grab wherever Liang Hao hid. After continuously dodging, bayonet's finger was still less than two inches away from Liang Hao's nose. At such a close distance, Liang Hao could even smell the scent of his cooking from just now.

It was extremely shocking, since the moment of his debut, Liang Hao had never met such a powerful individual. Liang Hao's footsteps paused for a moment, and suddenly he pounced back. The left hand struck the bayonet's veins, and his right fist struck bayonet's lower jaw, as he said loudly: "bayonet, be careful."

"You still want to hurt me?" bayonet sneered, his wrist turned as slippery as a mud fish, actually dodging Liang Hao's left hand and grabbing back Liang Hao's wrist. Without dodging, bayonet pulled on the side, causing Liang Hao's center of gravity to become unstable, and his fist to lose its aim. bayonet kicked Liang Hao's leg.

Liang Hao's body was like a swimming dragon, dancing in mid air, constantly changing his movements. When he landed on the ground again, he felt an excruciating pain coming from his legs. He gritted his teeth and his hands formed into tiger claws, shooting out like a cannonball. He could faintly hear the sound of a tiger's roar piercing through the air.

Form will form meaning, elephant form but heavy meaning, form is second, meaning is heavy.

The chopping fist was like an axe, the collapsing fist was like an arrow, the drilling fist was like a cone, and the horizontal fist was like a beam. The Tiger Cannon that Liang Hao had used was a combination of the Tiger Form and the Cannon Fist. With the might of a fierce tiger descending from the mountains, combined with the explosive power of the artillery shell, Liang Hao's attack was extremely powerful and no one could defend against it.

Of course, the Tiger Cannon Fist was powerful and it had its own flaws. This was because this move condensed all the inner strength within the body into one punch and there was no way to change the move in time. If Kieran had not been able to inflict serious damage on him, he would have been able to seize this opportunity and strike back with all his might.

"Huh?" bayonet was slightly surprised again. Not only did he not dodge it, he struck Liang Hao's fist at him.

Was there something wrong with the old man's head? Liang Hao had trained arduously since childhood, and this move focused all of his inner strength once again. bayonet was still fighting with force, Liang Hao was afraid that someone would hurt him, hence he immediately reduced his inner strength a little. "Boom!" His fist force seemed to have met with rolling waves, spinning, wave after wave surging up, and very quickly dissipating Liang Hao's fist force. At the same time, another wave of inner force came out from bayonet's fist and continued to attack Liang Hao.

Liang Hao was shocked, he wanted to use his inner strength to block, but it was already too late. "Boom!" His body was pushed back by bayonet's punch and he felt his Qi Sea surging. A mouthful of blood rushed to his throat and he forcefully swallowed it down. Otherwise, the injury would be serious.

If the bayonet were to pounce on him at this time, Liang Hao would definitely die.

bayonet snorted: "That year, my wife was in a difficult situation and was about to give birth. I found Liang Dou and asked him to help me deliver my wife's child. He wants Li Tianxing to compete in medical techniques and ignore my wife. As a result, neither my wife nor my children survived. Originally, I wanted to personally kill Liang Dou and take revenge for my wife and children, but I couldn't find him. Since you are his grandson, I will naturally put the blame on you. On the account that you have helped the villagers of Xiao family stronghold a great deal, I do not want your life, but an arm is indispensable. "Tell me, are you going to chop yourself down, or do you want me to help you?"

Liang Hao secretly complained, how could such a thing happen? If he had known earlier, he would never have come to Xiao family stronghold.

Liang Hao laughed bitterly: "bayonet, this is a matter between you and this old man, do you have the ability to go and find him? "What does it have to do with me?"

"A sharp tongue." bayonet took out a kitchen knife from his waist, and walked towards Liang Hao step by step. Looking at his posture, even if he chopped off one of Liang Hao's arm, he still gave him face. Otherwise, it was very likely that he would have taken Liang Hao's life.

He had never felt death so close to him.

bayonet approached step by step and a strong mental pressure locked onto Liang Hao, causing him to feel like he was suffocating. No matter what it was back then, it should have been between this old man and the bayonet, what did it have to do with him? Liang Hao was very sad and furious, although it seemed like there was no change, but he silently increased his inner strength. He couldn't just willingly surrender and let himself be caught. Even if he had to fight to the death, he had to do it.