Chapter 647： Flying knife and medicine (1/2)

In the middle of the night, Zhang Wanlin and his team finally drove into the new city in more than fifty luxury commercial vehicles, then turned to Zhou Yutang to lead the way, and took everyone to live in a large manor near the suburbs.

After everyone got out of the car, Zhou Yutang smiled and said to everyone: ”This manor was built on a piece of land that my grandfather bought thirty years ago. It was originally going to be converted into a resort. Later, because of insufficient capital turnover, it was changed to a manor. .”

”Boss, as soon as my grandfather heard that you are going to bring people to the new city for development, he asked me to take you here. He said that it is quiet and the house is big. It must be enough for everyone.”

Zhou Yutang explained triumphantly.

Zhang Wanlin nodded and said with satisfaction: ”Okay, I'm very satisfied with this manor, then we will stay here for the time being. When we are about to leave, I will give your father a rental fee.”

”Ha! Boss, what are you talking about?

We are all a family. Talking about money or not, my grandfather said, live for free, and live for a lifetime. ”

Zhou Yutang patted his chest and said.

Zhang Wanlin smiled, did not say anything more on this, and instead asked everyone to pack their bags and enter the house to rest.

So a large group of big men, with the help of servants, younger brothers or secretaries, began to enter the manor with great strength.

After more than an hour of tossing, everyone was assigned to the room, and Zhang Wanlin finally lived in a luxurious double-bed house.

After entering, Zhang Wanlin was not in a hurry to sleep, but sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice Sanskrit Gu's holy power to strengthen the lair.

It wasn't until early in the morning that he successfully completed a week of cultivation, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief. Then he flipped through the storage bag, and a flying knife and a bronze pill appeared in his hand.

These two things were naturally the two treasures that Guan Shi Zheng gave to himself a long time ago. Because Zhang Wanlin didn't care, Pei Xiaoling also forgot to give them to him, and kept them in the drawer of Pei Xiaoling's room.

It wasn't until Zhang Wanlin accidentally found the same flying knife magic weapon in Guan Lao's storage bag this time, which reminded Zhang Wanlin of Guanshi Zheng's flying knife, so before leaving, he asked Pei Xiaoling to take it out for him.

The same bronze pill was naturally the same, but what made Zhang Wanlin feel weird was that he smelled this bronze pill through his nose for a long time, but he couldn't guess any of the medicines. It was really weird.

If it hadn't been for Mr. Zheng, he had reminded him not to ask him anything about the gift, I'm afraid Zhang Wanlin has already called the other party to ask.

But since they are not allowed to ask, it is very likely that they don't know. After all, restaurants are originally a place where people and snakes are mixed, and it is not surprising to get some weird things.

Zhang Wanlin saw that the medicine pills could not find anything, so he put away the medicine pills, his attention was all on the flying knife.

The quaint ”seven” on the flying knife matched the astonishing cold light from its blade, showing the extraordinary features of this flying knife everywhere.

Zhang Wanlin couldn't help holding the flying knife in one hand, and the spiritual power in his body vented out and merged into the flying knife, trying to control the flying knife to attack.

But something even stranger happened! No matter how much spiritual power he sent into the flying knife, the flying knife didn't even have any trace of being driven.

But one change was that as Zhang Wanlin's input of spiritual power increased, the blade cold light on the flying knife became more and more fierce, and there was a strange sense of stunned that killed him with the blade cold light.

This shocked Zhang Wanlin. He hurriedly reduced his mind, then put away the spiritual energy input, and then directly sent the flying knife into the storage ring and ignored it.

Immediately, Zhang Wanlin, who was frustrated, fell asleep and fell asleep...Compared with Zhang Wanlin's high-quality sleep, the Lan family in Xincheng at this time did not seem so relaxed. All the characters in the Lan family were all sitting in the Lan family. In the living room of the ancestral house.