The First Cause of All Realms - Chapter 10 reborn

Wang Fobao came and went in a hurry, but Yang Yu couldn't calm down for a long time.

Granny Yang walked into the house wiping her hands, and said with some resentment, "You kid, why didn't you keep Wang Chatou?"

"Where can you stay?"

Yang Prison smiled reluctantly.

There were ups and downs several times a day, and he only felt that his body was a little weak, and while his mother-in-law was not paying attention, he even ate a few pebbles to get better.

"The old man's life and death are uncertain, and I don't know if he will be able to come back. If you are a little baby without support, how can you stay in the yamen..."

The old woman babbled, her face full of worry.

"Mother-in-law."

Yang Yu's heart warmed, he held the old woman's hand, and said, "Wang Chutou sent a pension..."

"Pension..."

The old woman was stunned, and the hand holding the purse trembled a little.

Seeing that her mother-in-law became sad again, Yang Prison hurriedly changed the subject: "Mother-in-law, Wang Zhaotou said that the outer city is not very peaceful, so he wants us to move to the inner city..."

"move Place?"

The old woman nodded blankly: "I'm going to move. The two brothers at the end of the alley have contracted a serious illness together. I'm afraid they won't survive the summer..."

Yang Yu was silent.

It's only halfway through this year, and more people in the outer city have died of illness than in previous years.

Recalling Hu Wan's words that day, he felt a little urgency in his heart.

"This year, it's getting more and more sad."

The old woman sighed sadly.

"Then, when the rain stops, I'll go find a tooth shop to rent a house?"

Yang Yu was careful, for fear of making his mother-in-law sad.

The old woman is getting old and her health is not very good. If she is stimulated again, she is afraid that she will get sick.

"Listen to you."

The old woman was not very interested.

It rained all morning, and it didn't clear until noon. Yang Yu hurriedly grabbed a few mouthfuls of rice, and carried his money to the old yard.

"With just a flick of the hand, it's inserted so deeply? I'm afraid this Wang Zhaotou is also a master who has changed his blood..."

Yang Yu was so tired that he was sweating profusely, so he dug up the hard yellow soil and saw the broken knife with the hilt underneath.

There was a bit of stammering in my heart.

After a while of busy work, he dug out the broken knife and washed it before going out to the inner city.

The location of Yaxing is the most prosperous 'South Street' in the inner city and even in Heishan City.

This street is quite prosperous, with all kinds of facilities such as restaurants, tea houses, and medical halls.

The crowd is surging, a sight that can never be seen outside the city.

"It's like two worlds..."

Looking at the brightly dressed pedestrians, Yang Prison let out a heavy sigh and wandered the street.

With the hard work of the past few days, he is not far from completely refining the Broken Knife. He came here just to try his luck and see if he can find other 'ingredients'.

After many days of groping, he already knew that what the cauldron of gluttony 'refined' was only the spirit left on the object.

Such a big city of Montenegro, shouldn't there be no such thing?

It's a pity that Yang Prison went back and forth for two times, but he still couldn't find even a single 'ingredient' that might have spirit.

Without him, South Street would have no antiquities at all...

"I came to the wrong place, I should go to North Street..."

Yang Yu shook his head helplessly and turned his head inadvertently, but he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

A tall and thin man in white clothes was staring at him coldly at the end of the street, and when he saw him turn back, he disappeared into the crowd again.

"He, is he following me? Bai Yi, is this person taught by Lian Sheng?"

Yang Yu's heart tightened, and he was a little bit puzzled.

He never provokes the people of Lian Shengjiao, how could they follow him?

If you want to make money, you don't have any money left. The old man's pension is not a small amount for other people. How can poor Shengjiao look at it?

Weird, weird...

Yang Yu thought about it in his heart, he turned a corner, left the Yaxing, and didn't go to North Street. He walked slowly, but he went straight to Old Man Wei's alley.

knocked on the door.

"Squeaky~"

The old monkey Wang Cai yelled and opened the door.

Yang Prison entered the courtyard, and today it was extremely deserted. There was not even a single person on the training ground, only Old Man Wei was lying on the rocking chair, half asleep.

"Do you know why the old man asked you to kill?"

Before stepping into the martial arts field, Old Man Wei's voice drifted over.

"I don't know."

Yang Prison shook his head.

"It seems that you haven't found it yet."

Old Man Wei half-squinted his eyes and shook the reclining chair: "Any martial art is created, it is the creator's intention to overcome the enemy and win, or even to kill!"

Yang Prison took two steps, picked up a pony and sat down, knowing that he really passed the test.

"Any martial art contains the spirit and temperament of the founder, and if future generations learn it, it will change the character invisibly."

Old Man Wei's voice was neither in a hurry nor slow, and said:

"A year ago, you were a wild dog on the side of the road. You never dared to take a step, but now, a year later, you dare to kill people at night."

"Is the change in it just because you couldn't drink a few mouthfuls of horse urine?"

"Change personality..."

Yang Yu's heart was shocked, and he was a little surprised.

In his previous life, he had heard that a timid child would become daring after learning methods such as fitness, Sanda, and boxing.

At this moment, pondering and pondering, it is nothing more than 'with a sharp blade, killing intentions spontaneously'.

"This old man has killed a lot of people in his life. Naturally, this means of knowing will not be very good. You are considered a seedling. This old man doesn't want to ruin you, so I will try it out."

Wei He stretched his back, nonchalantly.

Yang Yu was silent for a moment, before UU reading www.uukanshu.com said, "But what if I was killed, or if I was arrested and sent to prison?"

"Hehe~"

Wei He straightened up, looked at Yang Yu, and said lightly, "Naturally, it has nothing to do with this old man."

Yang Prison smiled wryly.

In his heart, he became more and more certain that this old Wei was by no means a good person.

"If you have any questions, just ask."

Wei He yawned.

Yang Yu made up his mind and asked what he most wanted to know: "This disciple wants to know how to 'exchange blood'."

"Since you have passed this test, you are considered to be the disciple of this old man. Anyway, I will say a few more words for you..."

Old Man Wei pondered a little, then waved his hand and called out "prosperity".

The old monkey made a 'squeak' from the tree and ran into the house in a flash.

"Learning martial arts is nothing more than practicing moves, training the body, and increasing vigor, but there are limits to this. Even someone as talented as Hu Wan is only as strong as a buffalo."

Wei He took the yellow paper from the old monkey's paw and shook his hand:

"Exchanging blood is different. That's a real rebirth! After this level, you can be considered a warrior, and you can hang out in the inner and outer cities."

"Reborn."

Yang Yu's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he guessed, "How to change this blood? Is it possible, is it a medicinal bath?!"

"good."

Wei He was a little surprised and nodded: "Ordinary methods can't touch the bone marrow at all. If you want to exchange blood, naturally you need medicinal herbs to help."

wow~

Having said that, he shook the yellow paper in his hand:

"This is a recipe for 'exchange blood'. The old man can give you a copy, but where do you get the money to buy medicinal herbs?"

"Eat dirt, but it can't be exchanged for blood!"

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