Chapter 252: This Knife Is so Sharp!

After going upstairs, before entering the door, Song Shuhang heard Mother Song's angry scolding.

Zhao Yaya smiled, stretched out her hand and knocked on the door.

The door was opened by fashionable girl Arthur.

"You are finally back." Arthur narrowed his eyes with a smile and pointed quietly at the living room.

At this time, in the living room.

Song's father, Lao Lu, and Lu Tianyou sat side by side on the sofa, huddled together like quails.

Mother Song stood and spoke condescendingly: "How old are you, how dare you drive after drinking? You are risking your life, right?"

Snap, snap, snap…Mother Song’s mouth was like a machine gun.

"Auntie, have some tea." On the side, Mai Sui thoughtfully handed over a glass of water for Mrs. Song to moisten her throat.

This girl is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Song's mother happened to have a dry mouth. After taking the water cup and taking a sip, she immediately felt her fighting power replenished and started a new round of scolding Song's father and the three of them.

Father Song on the sofa glanced at Song Shuhang at the door, and immediately blinked at him desperately, signaling Song Shuhang to come to the rescue quickly - his old face was really embarrassed today.

But there is nothing I can do about it. Driving a tractor while drunk and causing a car accident is simply an unforgivable crime.

So even if Zhao Yaya's two good friends were present, Song's mother would not let them go. She has been scolding them ever since they came back. Looking at Mama Song's current fighting ability, she can fight for at least another hour.

When Zhao Yaya turned her head, she happened to see Wheat Sui serving tea and water, and the corner of her mouth twitched hard - this girl is really hopeless! She pulled Arthur to the living room first. She wanted to pull the wheat ear aside first to prevent her from tossing it up and down again.

After Zhao Yaya and Arthur went to the living room, Song Shuhang entered the room and put the onion essence on the small cabinet at the entrance of the room.

After all, the green onion essence now looks like a green onion. If you put it around casually, what if Song's mother takes it to the kitchen and cuts it for cooking?

"Stay there and don't move, otherwise the talisman in my hand will not be able to spare you." Song Shuhang finally threatened and showed the last 'sword talisman' in his hand.

Lady Onion felt the terrifying sword energy on the sword talisman,

The slender figure trembled in fear again.

After putting away the onion essence, Song Shuhang quickly walked to the living room.

"Mom, I'm back." Song Shuhang showed a bright smile, and then said to Song's mother: "Mom, there are still guests at home. You first recruit Sister Yaya's friends. Dad and the others should have realized their mistake by now. After the guests leave, it’s not too late for us to reprimand them slowly.”

Wheat Sui smiled and waved, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about us."

Song's father coughed twice: "Ahem, motherfucker, it's better not to neglect the guests. Today's matter, Lao Lu and I were also drunk on our brains. We didn't think so much at the moment. We must have known that we were wrong!"

"Yes, sister-in-law. It's my Lao Lu's fault that I made all the mistakes. I just felt itchy for a moment, it's all my fault!" Lao Lu Shi immediately followed, acknowledging his mistakes in a standard way.

"I was also wrong. I failed to watch my father and the others. I was also wrong!" Lu Tianyou maintained his formation.

Mother Song glared at the three of them fiercely, and finally, with Song Shuhang's soft words, she let the three guys go for the time being.

"Yaya, Auntie is going to make tea for you. You guys sit down and rest for a while." Song's mother said.

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After Song's mother left, Song's father finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lao Lu said: "Shuhang, I'm really sorry about your tractor. Is that thing... okay now?"

A 150-yard walking tractor. If something went wrong, where would he get one to compensate Shuhang? This thing is terrifying and cannot be bought with money.

"Although there is a small problem, I can solve it myself. Uncle Lu doesn't have to worry." Song Shuhang laughed dryly - the tractor was blown up by him.

After hearing this, Lao Lu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, he was thinking in his heart that he would have to wait a few days to find an opportunity to apologize to Song Shuhang. He is a real person. It was he who overturned Song Shuhang's tractor, so he would try to make up for it.

But how to make up for it, I have to go home and prepare.

"Lao Lu, don't think too much. God bless, the three of us will go to the study to have a chat. Here, we will leave Shuhang and his young people." After that, Song's father took Lao Lu and Lu Tianyou to the study.

Lu Tianyou wanted to cry but had no tears - I'm only two years older than Shuhang, okay? Even though I'm bigger, I'm also a young man!

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Song Shuhang chatted with Zhao Yaya and the others for a while. When he saw Mother Song starting to boil water on the tea seat, Song Shuhang thought of Lingmai Bicha.

"Sister Yaya, the three of you wait for a while, and I'll get you something good." Song Shuhang said with a smile.

"The good thing you said before?" Zhao Yaya asked with a smile.

"Exactly." Shuhang replied.

In fact, getting the spiritual vein green tea was one thing, but what was more important was that he had to go back to his room to see Venerable White's current condition. In addition, after Zhao Yaya brought his big box, he placed it at the entrance of his room.

There is one million cash in this box, as well as elixirs, swords, soul beads, spiritual vein green tea and other things.

If Song's mother accidentally knocked over the box when she passed by, saw so much cash and a big knife, and then contacted the "Taoist Yunwu" with a bloody face, God knows, would she think wrong?

So, Shuhang took the opportunity to carry the box back to his room.

In the room, Senior Bai was lying on the bed, still in retreat. Fortunately, there was no illusion around him this time.

Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief.

He first took out the soul beads from the box and placed them next to his heart orifice.

The spirit ghost emerged from the heart orifice, swallowed the soul bead in one gulp, and then retracted into the heart orifice with satisfaction. Today, in order to help Song Shuhang reach the realm of 'nose aperture', the spirit ghost consumed a lot of money.

Then, Song Shuhang took out the spiritual vein green tea and the precious sword Ba Sha.

Lingmai Bicha wanted to give a small portion to Zhao Yaya and the others, but Bao Dao Ba Sui took it out to nip it in the bud.

This sword is the treasure of Yue Dao Sect and can cut the body of a fourth-grade monk. With this knife, even if the onion spirit suddenly breaks out, he can cut the onion spirit in two with the sharpness of this knife.

"Let's hang it in the living room first. It can be said to be a decoration." Song Shuhang thought this way.

So, he first hid the box under the bed.

Then he came out of the room with the sword Ba Shai in one hand and a small box of Lingmai Bicha in the other.

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When she came out of the room, Song's mother came to meet her.

"Shuhang, let Zhao Yaya and her friends stay for dinner tonight. Anyway, I have prepared a lot of ingredients today, and I will cook a delicious meal for them tonight." Mother Song said.

"Okay, no problem." Song Shuhang said.

"Also, you go downstairs to the kitchen supplies store next door and buy me a kitchen knife for chopping bones. I bought a big piece of ribs in the morning. But when we were cooking at noon, I chopped off our own knife. It's broken." As Song's mother said this, she suddenly saw the broken sword in Song Shuhang's hand.

"Where did this knife come from?" Song's mother asked.

"It's a gift from a friend. It's a decoration." Song Shuhang replied.

"Decoration, how did you get through it?" Song's mother was confused: "Show me?"

"It's a bit heavy, Mom, be careful." Song Shuhang had no choice but to hand over his sword, Ba Sha.

Song's mother took the knife: "It's a bit heavy... but it feels very strong."

Can it not be strong? It can chip away at the body of a fourth-grade monk, and is very powerful at breaking down defenses. Shuhang thought to himself.

"Hang it in the living room, but this knife has been sharpened, so hang it tightly so it doesn't fall down and hurt someone." Mother Song handed back the sword and broke it into pieces, and then said: "After hanging it up, you can go buy one quickly. Here comes the bone cleaver, do you have any money around?"

"Don't worry, I still have money left!" Song Shuhang chuckled, took the knife, and headed to the living room.

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In the living room, Zhao Yaya and her two friends were whispering, and they laughed like silver bells from time to time.

After seeing Shuhang coming over, Zhao Yaya looked at the sword in Shuhang's hand curiously: "Shuhang, isn't this the good thing you mentioned?"

"No, this is a decoration given by a friend. I will hang it in the living room first." After Song Shuhang said that, he shook the small box in his other hand and said, "This is the good thing I want to give you."

After hanging up the tyrant knife, Song Shuhang made a cup of boiling water for each of Zhao Yaya and the others, and then added two pieces of 'Lingmai Bicha' tea leaves to each cup of boiling water.

"Is this a good thing? Tea?" Zhao Yaya leaned over curiously.

Then her expression was just like that of Song Shuhang's roommate at that time, she couldn't laugh or cry: "Shuhang, are you too stingy? Even if you are Wuyi Dahongpao, you don't need to go to the bar according to the film?"

"Hey, don't say anything. Just try it first and you'll know!" Song Shuhang looked calm and brought the tea to the three of them.

Just like Song Shuhang's roommate at that time, Zhao Yaya and the other three were dubious, then they blew on the tea cup and took a cautious sip.

Then, the three people's eyes lit up.

It was obviously boiling tea, but after entering the mouth, there was a strange cool breath sliding from the throat to the stomach. In this hot summer, it feels like my whole body has been cleansed from the inside out, feeling cool and comfortable.

Moreover, the fragrance of tea overflows, and the fragrance lingers in your mouth for a long time...

"It's obviously just two tea leaves." Wheat Sui was stunned. She had drunk countless kinds of precious tea leaves, but she had never tasted anything like this. "If you put more tea leaves, wouldn't it taste better?"

"Don't put more." Song Shuhang explained: "Although this tea is good, you can only put two tea leaves in a cup at most. If you put more, it will hurt your health. Just one cup a day, don't drink more."

Later, Shuhang handed the small box of tea leaves to Zhao Yaya: "This tea was also given to me by someone else. There are three small bags in this box for you, Sister Yaya."

This is to thank the three of them for their help today.

The small box will be divided among the three of them first, and tomorrow, he will give a special portion to Zhao Yaya.

After all, he only had this small amount of Lingmai Bicha in his hands, so he could only give it away by picking it up.

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After that, Song Shuhang said goodbye to Zhao Yaya and the others, and went to the kitchen supplies store on the next street to buy tea knives.

Before going out, he didn't forget to take away the green onion on the cabinet - he didn't dare to leave this green onion at home.