The First Cause of All Realms

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"Medicated bath?"

In the corner of the alley, smelling the faint medicinal fragrance, the tall and thin man in white frowned:

"Wei He really likes this kid?"

After hesitating for a while, he turned to leave.

His speed was very fast, avoiding pedestrians, and after passing through a few alleys, he turned and entered the backyard of a large mansion with three entrances.

"How did you come?"

In the courtyard, an old man on crutches who was watering flowers frowned.

"Yang Baotian!"

The tall and thin man in white gave him a cold look: "This is a mess. When the deputy helmsman returns, think about how to explain it."

"Broken?"

Yang Baotian tapped his cane vigorously, dubious: "With your methods, can't you kill this little brat? The outer city is so chaotic now, is there no chance?"

"He moved into the inner city, and it's not far from the alley where Wei River is located."

Tall and thin, with an expressionless face, he didn't say anything about the medicinal bath, but said:

"Wei He is a ruthless character, I don't want to fight for such a brat."

"This matter has a lot to do with it. If you don't care, I can't explain it to the deputy helmsman, can you explain it?"

Yang Baotian became a little irritable, and regretted contacting Liansheng's teaching.

In the past year, I didn't take much for the cheap, but I paid a lot for the price.

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me." The tall and thin man said casually and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Yang Baotian called the man in white: "This little brat can't move for the time being, so forget it, there are still vacancies for the prison guards in Heishan City."

The tall and thin man frowned when he heard this: "You guys have negotiated goals. If you do this, you won't be afraid that they will settle accounts in the autumn?"

"Hehe~"

With his cane on the ground, Yang Baotian sneered repeatedly:

"Everyone is sweeping the snow in front of their own doors. It's hard to get through this, where can there be a future? The old man can't care so much?"

"You can ask me for help."

The tall and thin man was too lazy to ask, and raised his index finger: "Give me another 100 taels, I want it now, don't need cash, just cash!"

"One hundred taels..."

Yang Baotian's face twitched, but he still gritted his teeth and agreed:

"Okay!"

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"Is this okay?!"

Yang Prison was both surprised and delighted.

He knew from a long time that before the 'Cauldron of Gluttony' turned completely black again, he would not be able to absorb the second 'ingredient'.

Although he has eaten a lot of 'pebble' in the past few days, refining is also consuming, and he can barely maintain a balance.

The appearance of the blood exchange progress bar is naturally an unexpected joy.

This also shows that with the help of the 'Gluttony Cauldron', he easily crossed the threshold that Hu Wan hadn't crossed for several months.

The existence of the progress bar will not speed up his exchange blood process, but with the progress bar, he can grasp his own progress.

more reasonable arrangements.

What surprised him was the words 'one blood exchange' before the progress bar.

Once, twice, three times...

"How much medicine does this cost..."

Yang Yu murmured, his scalp tingling in his heart.

In his estimation, even if it succeeds once, it will cost more than two hundred taels of silver. If it fails the first time, the medicinal materials used for the second time will be doubled.

And this is just a blood exchange...

"Money, money..."

Yang Yu sighed, picked up the broken knife, and started the drill.

With day and night practice, he has already mastered the skills of swordsmanship deeply. Although the progress slows down as he goes on, he is gradually approaching the end.

The refining of Broken Blade is about to be completed.

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"Huh!"

He exhaled heavily, walked out of the turbid and cold medicinal liquid, stretched his body casually, and felt a lot of energy.

"It seems to be easier and faster than what Old Man Wei said..."

Yang Yu half-squinted his eyes and thought.

Theoretically speaking, blood exchange is naturally the stronger the body is, the faster it will be. For example, Hu Wan seems to have learned some hard skills from outsiders to speed up the process of blood exchange.

But according to what Old Man Wei said, even if it was like this, every time Hu Wan soaked in the medicinal bath, he would have to wait two or three days. For a normal person, once every ten days is normal.

But Yang Yu didn't feel tired or sleepy, and even this feeling was very good, which made him a little intoxicated.

It's just that there is no rejection in the body. After soaking it overnight, the skin is really unbearable.

This is the natural reaction of the human body, and it will be fine after a while.

"Does this mean that I can complete the 'exchange' faster than Hu Wan?"

Yang Yu thought to himself.

"Wipe your body."

At this moment, the old woman who had watched the whole night worriedly came over with the sheets and wrapped Yang Yu's body.

"Mother-in-law, you haven't slept yet?"

Yang Yu came back to his senses.

"As you get older, you won't be able to sleep much when you change places. In the morning, the person from Yaxing sent the house deed, and I put it away..."

The old woman brought wotou and gruel from the house, handed it to Yang Yu, and told him a piece of news that made him terrified:

"I went out just now and saw a group of people walking towards the outer city. I heard that there was no plague. If we hadn't come out early, we would have been blocked in that alley..."

"So fast?"

Yang Yu's heart thumped, and he was a little scared.

In Heishan City, or the entire Ming Dynasty, the means to deal with the plague are very simple and crude. Most of them are to separate an area and drive all the people who may have been infected with the plague.

Hearing Zhu Shisan's words yesterday, he was a little worried that he would be blocked in the outer city, but he didn't expect that the government would start taking action today.

Or is it more serious than expected?

"The inner city is fine. These days, I don't dare to go to the outer city."

Seeing Yang prison gnawing on her hair in a daze, the old woman went back to the house after a few words of advice. She had not slept all night, she was a little tired.

The outer city was so chaotic, she could only delay the old man's funeral.

"Could this plague be related to the Liansheng Sect?"

Yang Yu pondered.

Yesterday, Wang Fobao wanted to move into the inner city by himself, probably not without reason.

"It's going to speed up..."

There is urgency in Yang Yu's heart.

Heishan City seems to be gradually becoming dangerous. If there is no self-protection power, once the danger comes, the only way to go is to pray.

In the next few days, apart from going out to buy some necessary things, Yang Prison almost stayed at home. During the day, he would sharpen his knives, practice knives, and beat his body in the yard.

With the medicinal baths again and again, his body, which was not so thin, became stronger.

In the evening, he did not delay at all, soaked in the medicinal bath, and refined the broken knife.

wow la la~

The scalding hot water was poured into the large vat, and the water vapor evaporated, and Yang Yu already had smooth lines on his body.

"After soaking this time, the herbs will be gone..."

Swallowing the prepared stones, Yang Yu stepped into the water tank, covered his neck, and closed his eyes slightly.

He has already entered the 'Ding of Gluttony'.

Without any pause, he lifted the broken knife and started to chop. After a while, the progress bar on the wall of the tripod jumped again.

The refining of Broken Blade has reached a complete success.

hum~

Like the bronze bell in a temple being struck heavily.

Yang Yu was shocked, and before his eyes, there seemed to be many lights and shadows flickering, and images like a revolving lantern flowed through his mind.

"That is…"

In a trance, Yang Prison seemed to have a dream.

A real lucid, but intermittent, chaotic dream.

In a dream, he saw a taciturn young man who had inherited his father's business as a jailer.

He has no hobbies, but likes to play with knives and guns. Unfortunately, his family is poor, and no one can teach him martial arts.

After several turnovers, I only learned a few superficial kung fu.

But he practiced day and night, UU reading www.uukanshu. com has been around for a long time, but it has also practiced some famous tricks.

Relying on this sword technique, he became a jailer and married the widow in the alley.

She lived her life diligently, even though she was poor but peaceful, but sometimes she could not help but regret that she had no children.

But it was just a pity, until that day.

He saw a beggar outside the city. The beggar looked thirteen or fourteen years old, thin and small. He wanted to enter the city, but was beaten out by the doorman.

A touch of pity rose in his heart, and somehow he took him down.

Take him into the city, wash and change for him, watch him eat, and even at the cost of an old face, begging Wang Caitou to take him into the yamen as a yamen servant.

It would be nice to have a son.

He thought in his heart, after this trip to **** the prisoner, he quit this job to do some good job for this child...

Let him study, let him practice martial arts, let him marry a wife and have children, let him...

everything is fine,

Just don't be like yourself...

At the moment when he fell off the cliff, his heart was filled with disappointment and reluctance.

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The chaotic memory circulated like a revolving beacon, but it was a person's life very quickly.

Finally, the screen freezes.

It was a dark and gloomy cave, with only weak firelight flickering. In front of the fire, a disheveled old man squatted beside a dead bone.

Holding a yellowed booklet, he studied page by page, chanted and gestured.

"That's the old man?!"

Yang Yu was startled and wanted to take a closer look, but the picture in front of him suddenly shattered.

At the same time, the progress bar of 'Broken Knife' on the wall of the tripod also disappeared at the same time.

Yang Yu was a little stunned, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

"Master, he fell off the cliff and didn't die. It seems that he has had an adventure?"

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