Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead

It was almost dawn when we returned to Tianlao.

Zhou Yi washed the mud off his body and then returned to the room to count the harvest tonight.

The silver is about two hundred and thirty taels, there are a few small gold ingots, which are worth dozens of taels, and some jewelry, which should be sold for about a hundred taels, or about three or four hundred taels.

This kind of money is something that ordinary people cannot earn in a lifetime, but for the Zhang family, it is just a drop in the bucket.

Rich people like to put things in the graves of their ancestors, firstly to show their financial strength, and secondly for a good omen. They hope that there will be wealth in the graves of their ancestors, so that future generations can make a lot of money.

Not to mention wealthy families, even ordinary families who are not particularly poor will put some coins in their elders' hands for blessing.

The world is not necessarily filled with tomb robbers. After all, in this feudal society, the theory of ghosts and gods is still very popular.

Even if you are not afraid of ghosts and gods, the word "Yin De" is still intimidating.

The Book of Changes itself was written by a man, so he was not afraid of ghosts and gods, and he was not prepared to marry and have children. Naturally, he did not need any evil virtues, so he was born with a golden body!

"With this money, I can buy decoctions to assist my practice, but the decoctions have to be boiled, so it is inevitable that someone will find out. The cell in the prison is no longer suitable for living, and I need to find a separate place to live."

Early the next morning, the news that the Zhang family's tomb had been stolen spread throughout the entire Kyoto city. Many people heard the news and turned blue in the face.

"Kukukuku"

"Kick-kick"

The eldest son of the Zhang family, no, he should be called the new master of the Zhang family now.

He went to the government office in person, carrying a box of gold and offering a heavy reward. He vowed to catch the tomb robber, cut him into pieces with a thousand cuts, and execute him late, to avenge his previous humiliation.

As a result, the entire government office immediately became busy. Several police officers led the policemen, arresting people from all over the city, causing the whole city of Kyoto to panic.

Naturally, the government does not know who robbed Mr. Zhang's tomb, but this is not important. As long as they are tomb robbers, they will all be arrested.

The bounty goes to the governor, while the wealth of the tomb robbers is the money of the government officials.

After being in jail for a long time, many things can be learned by oneself without a teacher.

On weekdays, these three sects and nine factions, like flies and dogs, have long been cleared out of the yamen. Every time something happens, the tomb robbers will give out a piece of cake to block the yamen's mouth.

The yamen raised these chickens like chickens, and they would lay eggs from time to time. If they really wanted to cause a big trouble, they would just take them out, kill the chickens, molt them, boil the water, and make soup.

In the darkness of the world, ordinary people will never be able to see the truth.

As the mastermind and sole perpetrator of this case, Zhou Yi took advantage of this period of time to rent a quiet courtyard outside for his own practice.

On this day, he bought some medicinal materials and returned home to start brewing them.

Soon, the whole yard was filled with the strong smell of Jiuzhuan large intestine.

The main theme is full of feces!

Drink it, you feel like vomiting.

Don't drink it, five taels of silver a pair.

"Ugh~! Why is this smell so strong?"

This was his first time making soup, and the pungent smell almost made him want to vomit.

"Is it possible that I bought a fake?"

Thinking about it, it should be impossible, because this is bought from the most famous Huichun Tang in the area. Huichun Tang is an 800-year-old brand in Kyoto. It has been specializing in selling various decoctions and elixirs since the previous dynasty. Many warriors bought them from Huichun Tang. Yes, they won’t even smash their own sign.

After the decoction was boiled into a thick black liquid, Zhou Yi took out a bowl, cooled it down, pinched his nose and took a breath.

Gudu Gudu

After drinking a bowl of decoction, it feels warm at first, and then becomes hot, as if a source of energy is continuously expanding outward.

"Hi~! It really works."

Although it was the first time to drink the decoction, Zhou Yi could clearly feel the obvious energy in his body.

He immediately started to use the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique to absorb it.

The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique absorbs it quickly, compresses the energy into true energy, and integrates it into his own meridians, which quickly improves his strength.

"Awesome! It's worthy of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique."

According to the guy at the medicine hall, it would take an ordinary warrior at least two or three hours to completely dissolve a decoction, but he only needed half a stick of incense to dissolve it.

No wonder it is said that those who practice the Heaven Swallowing Demon Kung Fu can become a master in ten years.

With this digestive ability, even a pig can become a master in ten years!

Zhou Yi immediately poured all the remaining decoction into his mouth, and he could even feel that his cultivation level was rising significantly.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there is an information panel in front of you, you can probably see the experience value of the cultivation realm jumping little by little.

Of course, his money burned through quickly.

A decoction cost five taels of silver. Zhou Yi continuously boiled and refined it, and could consume two decoctions a day, which was ten taels of silver.

This month is three hundred taels, and a year is three thousand six hundred taels!

Good guy, he is really poor in literature and rich in martial arts!

"I heard that there is a black market outside Kyoto. The decoctions and elixirs there are relatively cheaper. There are also exercises and weapons for sale. Many warriors go there to hunt for treasures."

After thinking about it, Zhou Yi gave up the idea.

People in the black market are multi-minded and come from all walks of life. How embarrassing would it be if you met a master and killed yourself?

"First sell the jewelry you stole before."

Zhou Yi put on the jewelry and circulated his Qi. His face was distorted and soon turned into another face.

This is the Qi-skinning technique he got from a wandering escort, and it is quite useful.

Soon, he came to a pawnshop in Kyoto that specializes in antiques.

This kind of place is more or less tainted with gray transactions, and dares to accept anything. Once they get something, they will send it directly to all parts of the country, and you can't find it back even if you have three heads and six arms.

It is said that some officials often take this route. The affairs of the petty and the dog are complicated. Unless the high-ranking official reports the case, the Kyoto prefecture governor dare not come to investigate!

As soon as he arrived, the short winter melon shopkeeper came forward with a smile to greet him.

"Sir, welcome. I am Wang He, the shopkeeper. I wonder if you are here to buy or sell something?"

"I have some goods and want to exchange them for some money."

"What are you selling?"

"Some old things passed down from my family."

Zhou Yi took out the things. The other party took a look at them, and then smiled and said:

"Sir, this thing is a good thing, but it's a pity that our shop is small. You should go somewhere else."

Since Zhou Yi has come here, it is impossible for him to leave. The more people see this thing, the easier it is to be remembered and the easier it is to be targeted.

"Don't talk nonsense to me. I know you can see what it is. I also know that you can buy and sell it. You just want to lower the price. If you don't want to die, don't play these tricks with me."

After he finished speaking, he slapped the wooden table with one palm, and the heavy rosewood table was slapped with a deep palm print!

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, there is no such thing as morality. If you have the ability to use force but don't, you are a fool.

As expected, Wang He was shocked when he saw Zhou Yi's palm power.

"An acquired body refiner!"