"alright."

Yang Donglai fixed the plaster on, and finally wrapped it in circles with gauze, leaving a strip of cloth hanging around Song Xiaohu's neck. The operation was finally completed.

"Village Chief, thank you so much, Xiaohu, you will have a new arm now!"

Ma Xiuyu's face was full of joy and she gently stroked Song Xiaohu's newly reattached right arm.

Watch from beginning to end, the whole process of Yang Donglai taking over the coins from Song Xiaohu.

First, the flesh that had grown on Xiaohu's broken arm was cut open again, and every neurovascular tissue, especially the bone, was connected to the new arm.

Seeing such living human tissue before your eyes, especially your dream lover and future husband.

Ma Xiuyu's face turned pale at first, but later she became unbearably distressed.

At the same time, I have to admire Yang Donglai for his understanding of human body tissue. He connected Song Xiaohu's arm with such skillful movements, as if he was doing something as simple as eating and drinking.

Song Xiaohu looked at the arm that was now in his heart, and his face was naturally filled with ecstasy.

"Well, I am a normal person again. Haha, Sister Xiuyu, you can just wait to be my bride when the time comes."

"I'm going to kill you. The village chief is still here." Ma Xiuyu's face turned red and she gave him a light slap.

"Haha, you two go on, just pretend I don't exist. I can't see or hear anything."

Ma Xiuyu glared at Song Xiaohu fiercely, then walked towards the door and opened it with a creak.

"Uncle and Aunt Song, Xiaohu's arm has been connected. You can come in now."

"Okay, okay, little tiger is so good, my son has arms again!"

Looking at their son's right arm, Song Dafa and his wife burst into tears with joy and excitement, while Ma Laoliu and his wife were also very happy.

"Okay, make sure you don't drink alcohol these days. If you feel uncomfortable with your arm, feel free to come to me at any time. I'll go back first."

Yang Donglai packed up the medicine box and was about to leave, but Song Dafa couldn't agree and just grabbed him.

"Village Chief, you can't leave today. Let's have a few drinks. Xiaohu can't drink, and there are me and Sixth Brother, the old woman and my mother-in-law. Hurry and go to the kitchen to prepare some more dishes.

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Ma Laoliu then said loudly: "Why bother? If we just go to the restaurant, it will save everything. Let's go, let my daughter cook in person, and hurry up."

Yang Donglai couldn't refuse in the end, so he had to let the two of them drag him to the hotel.

The last few people had enough to eat and drink. Yang Donglai asked Song Dafa and Ma Laoliu, so naturally they drank a lot of wine.

Song Dafa finally took out a large plate with a total of ten thousand taels of silver notes and gave it to Yang Donglai.

Naturally, these banknotes were not earned by the couple, but were trophies obtained by Song Xiaohu during his life-and-death struggle for more than two years.

Yang Donglai was not short of money now, so he offered it to Song Dafa again, saying that he would wait until Xiaohu became more skillful before giving up.

Before leaving, Ma Xiuyu knew that the children in Yang Donglai's family especially liked roast duck, so she wrapped three big and fat roast ducks, and a large package of spirit animal meat, and stuffed them all into Yang Donglai's hands, asking him to take them home.

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Yang Donglai did not use magic to activate the alcohol in his body.

Along the way, my legs were a little dizzy, and I felt quite good, not drunk but not drunk.

At this time, the children in the college happened to have finished school. Dayue Xiaoyue and the others came over, and Ma Cuicui was among them.

"Cui Cui, come here, I'll give you this, take it home."

"What? Master, no, no, master, I can't have this."

Ma Cuicui smiled and took the thing and looked inside. There was a big, fat roast duck wrapped in oil paper, and she quickly stuffed it into Yang Donglai's hand.

"You silly girl, I am your master. Do you call me master for nothing? Take it and go home."

Ma Cuicui opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but finally she blushed and nodded with a smile: "Thank you, master. I'll go home first and come over to play when I have time."

"Well, go ahead."

Yang Ningyue: "Dad, you smell so heavy of alcohol. Did you go to the restaurant to drink with someone again?"

Yang Qianyue: "Wow, it turns out to be roast duck again, haha, we are in luck again this time."

Bai Jingjing: "Hmm, wow, there's also spirit animal meat, there's so much of it, take it home quickly and let Master Wife and the others take a look!"

Da Ya naturally knew what Yang Donglai was going to do today. He put all the roast duck and spirit beast meat on the table, and the little guys couldn't wait to eat it.

Another three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Yang Donglai passed through the Spirit Gathering Pot in the back mountain again and found twelve more spirit beads.

After Song Xiaohu's arm is recovered, it seems that we can really get a few more people in the village with spiritual root qualifications as soon as possible.

After breakfast.

Yang Donglai walked towards Song Xiaohu's house again.

When we first arrived at the alley where he lived, the changes were really changing every day.

After all, Song Dafa only had this son. After waiting for so many years, he finally wanted his daughter-in-law to come home.

In the past three days, I went directly to the villagers and paved the entire alley with large, flat and smooth tiles.

There were a lot of red lanterns hung throughout the alley, and it looked like a happy event was being held.

When we came to the front door, the two doors looked brand new.

Walking into the courtyard from the alley, you will see the same smooth and flat marble.

Because there was a wedding coming up at home, it was very busy with people coming and going, and relatives, friends and neighbors came over in advance to get busy.

"Haha, village chief, you are here. I feel that my hands are much more flexible today than yesterday. The sore, numb and swollen feeling is basically gone!"

Song Xiaohu and his family came out and greeted him happily.

Especially Song Xiaohu, the right hand with the rope hanging around his neck, the palm of his arm, could grasp and move without any influence.

Several people walked into the room, and Yang Donglai removed the gauze and plaster for him.

After all, it was a good elixir, and the joint where Song Xiaohu's broken arm had already merged into one and grew together.

Then he used his spiritual power to carefully examine the flesh and blood tissue inside.

"Well, not bad, haha, Xiaohu, now you can safely take your wife home, and you can carry her into the bridal chamber in person."

"Haha, okay, okay, this is really great!"

When the whole family heard this, they couldn't help but look overjoyed.

"Village Chief, you have to accept these banknotes at any price today. Village Chief, you have shown such great kindness to our family, and we don't know how to repay you. I hope you won't take it too little."

Song Dafa took out the large plate of banknotes totaling ten thousand taels from three days ago. Yang Donglai was speechless.

"Oh! Uncle Dafa, how about this? I only accept these one hundred taels, that's enough. Don't say anything. When the time comes, let us know and let us know that we will come to your house for a wedding banquet."

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(Congratulations to the owner, the triggering task is completed. Your villager Song Xiaohu has been given a perfect arm, and is rewarded with an opportunity to select items.)

As the information in his mind was conveyed to him, Yang Donglai felt satisfied.

He got this opportunity to choose items from Song Xiaohu. For him, it was infinitely more expensive than 10,000 taels.

He smiled and took out a one hundred tael silver note from Song Dafa's hand, then thought about it and looked at Song Xiaohu.

"Xiaohu, please come out for a moment. I have something to tell you."

After Yang Dong finished speaking, he walked out. Song Xiaohu followed him with some doubts.

"Village chief, what do you want to tell me?" Song Xiaohu asked.

Yang Donglai turned around with a solemn look on his face and looked at his right arm.

"Xiaohu, I want to tell you about this arm, so as not to scare you again."

Song Xiaohu touched the back of his head and became even more surprised: "Village Chief, is there something wrong with this arm? I feel pretty good!"

"Well, ahem, Xiaohu, in the future, as the fusion between this arm and your body increases, if there is anything special that prevents you from imagining strange power things happening, then, this is a normal phenomenon. When the time comes, Qian

Don’t be nervous.”

"Something strange? Why can't I understand it, village chief? I don't think there's anything strange about this arm?"

This time, Song Xiaohu couldn't help the question marks on his head and started galloping forward.

"Anyway, just remember what I said today. Be careful. When you hit someone with your right hand, especially when competing with people in our village, don't use it if you can. You can decide what to do when the time comes."

"Village chief, why can't I understand?"

Yang Donglai glared at him and slapped him on the head: "If you don't understand, then think carefully about what I'm telling you. If you still don't understand, just go to your wife and ask for it."

Just hit him to death with a piece of tofu."

After Yang Dong finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"But I won't have a wife in a few days. There is tofu in my kitchen. Why did the village chief ask me to go to my wife to get it? Besides, if you hit the tofu, the tofu will be rotten. How can you kill someone?

, I really don’t understand!”
Chapter completed!