The First Cause of All Realms

Fishing Law Enforcement?

Seeing Wang Zhaotou's first glance, Yang Yu had such a thought in his heart.

At most, the two of them fought for a cup of tea. How could they come so quickly in this late night?

But as Wang Fobao approached, he dismissed the idea, because he smelled a very strong odor of blood, and he could even see the deep exhaustion on his face.

His serious injury was not fake.

Wang Fobao didn't care about Yang Prison's approaching enemy, he approached himself, picked up the head of the man in the pool of blood and looked at it carefully.

Cai said:

"This person is also a person who has changed blood. You can kill him. It seems that the old executioner is very interested in you..."

He is naturally very familiar with Yang Prison.

There are thousands of yamen servants in Heishan City, and this is the only one he arranged by himself.

It's just that when he entered the yamen, he also weighed his bones, not to mention weak and weak, and his muscles and bones were generally low.

How long has it been, to actually come this far?

"Master Wei is really good."

Yang Yu didn't dare to relax, his muscles were tense, and he was ready to run away at any time.

Wang Fobao's reputation in Heishan City was so great that he could stop crying at night. Even if he changed his blood, he would not dare to fight him.

Even if he was seriously injured.

Yang Yu's calmness made Wang Fobao a little surprised: "You don't want to say anything?"

"have nothing to say."

Yang Yu wiped the blood from his face, but did not speak, but his hand holding the sword tightened a bit:

"It's just that Wang Zhaotou suffered such a serious injury. If he doesn't rest well, he has to go out to patrol at night. It's really hard."

"How much more than today?"

Wang Fobao put down his body, wiped the blood on his hands, and said lightly:

"Since coming from Heishan City, I rarely sleep at night."

"Yes?"

Yang Yu sneered when he heard this: "It's just the inner city, right? You probably won't go to the outer city."

Hearing this, Wang Fobao was silent for a while before he said, "Sometimes the manpower is exhausted."

Both are not good at words, especially in this situation.

It wasn't until he heard footsteps coming hurriedly that Wang Fobao looked up at Yang Yu and said, "You come with me."

Yang Yu hesitated for a moment, then followed.

After walking two streets and turning a few alleys, Wang Fobao stopped and pushed in the door.

"This is his house?"

Yang Yu thought in his heart, but he could only bite the bullet and walk in.

"Take a shower, and then come into the house."

As Wang Fobao spoke, an abnormal blood color flashed on his face, and he walked away and entered the room.

After changing blood, Yang Prison's hearing was excellent, and he faintly heard a very suppressed cough.

"His injury seems to be really serious."

Yang Yu picked up a few buckets of water, washed the blood from his body, and walked into the room that smelled of medicine.

Wang Fobao sat cross-legged on the bed, adjusted his breathing, opened his eyes after a while, and said:

"After three months of rest, it's time to go to work. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, when you go to work in the yamen, someone will take you to familiarize yourself with the environment."

"Go to work?"

Yang Yu was startled: "What kind of job do you work?"

The yamen was not a serious yamen at all. He only paid two taels of silver, and then he checked his name from the list.

Otherwise, how could it be impossible for him not to go to the yamen for so long.

"Lao Yang's pension has been issued, and he has been off for three months. Shouldn't he go to work?"

Wang Fobao said again.

Yang Yu suddenly realized that he was talking about the old man's jailer position.

However, whether the jailer or the executioner, it was not what he wanted.

Subconsciously, he wanted to refuse.

"All martial arts practice is nothing more than training the muscles and bones, and keeping one breath. After the blood exchange, do you still know how to go down?"

Wang Fobao spoke up at the right time and stopped Yang Yu's refusal:

"I can teach you something."

"I…"

Hearing this, Yang Yu's refusal turned around in his mouth, but he still didn't say it.

Although he only changed blood today, he also found that the blood change was not as reborn as he imagined.

It seems that some kind of step is still missing.

"Martial arts practice is far from being as simple as you think. Only by changing blood can you be regarded as entering the ranks of warriors."

Seeing Yang Prison's entanglement, Wang Fobao continued:

"Exchangeable blood is just the beginning. How to strengthen oneself requires other methods. It is often said that 'externally train the muscles and bones, and save one breath'.

Since you changed blood, Wei He should pass on your method of "convincing yourself", but the method of external training, Wei He is not good at it, and I can teach you this method. "

"Exercise the muscles and bones, and keep the memory together."

Yang Yu chewed on Wang Fobao's words and did not answer directly, but asked cautiously:

"What do I need to pay?"

There is no love for no reason in this world. He doesn't believe that this famous cruel official in Montenegro is really a good person.

"Replace Lao Yang and go to prison."

Wang Fobao did not hide it, and said frankly:

"In the past few months, the prison guards have died inexplicably, and there seems to be a shadow of the Lianshengjiao behind them. I want to know what they want to do."

"The jailer died inexplicably?"

Yang Yu was stunned, and his heart felt inexplicably cold.

Could it be that the man in white followed him before and wanted to attack him, but he gave up only because he moved near Old Man Wei?

Wang Fobao didn't force him either, waiting for him to think about it.

After a while, Yang Prison asked again:

"The Liansheng Sect is just a sect in the outer city. How dare you kill the jailer? Are you not afraid of being uprooted?"

"Humph!"

Wang Fobao snorted coldly, as if the wound was affected, his face turned pale, and he said:

"That's not what you should know."

He didn't answer, and Yang Yu was convinced. In this matter, I'm afraid that the word "collaboration between officials and bandits" cannot be escaped.

Otherwise, how could a mere foreign sect spread quickly in Heishan City?

However, this Wang Fobao found him, probably because he left the city before, and there were too many casualties, right?

Knowing the reason, Yang Yu weighed the pros and cons and could only agree. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Not only because of the martial arts that Wang Fobao said, but also because he suspected that the Liansheng Sect would have been eyeing him long ago.

"Okay."

Wang Fobao coughed a few times, then took out a tarpaulin bag from under the pillow and handed it to Yang Prison:

"My method of persuasion has another origin, so I can't teach you. But I got it from a lone robber to practice martial arts outside the door.

I can pass it on to you. "

"Iron Crotch Technique?"

Opened the package and glanced at it, the corner of Yang Yu's mouth could not help twitching.

It's an unpretentious name.

"As long as you practice martial arts outside, you always start from your weak point. Even if you don't practice your fists, feet, and arms, it's also a strong point, but under your crotch, it's one of the most vulnerable parts of a person."

Seeing that Yang Yu's face was not good, Wang Fobao couldn't help shaking his head:

"Even women on the street know this truth, why don't you understand?"

"This…"

Yang Prison took a few steps back, picked up a pony, and sat down. He glanced at this martial arts cheat book under the light of a bean.

To his disappointment, the Ding of Gluttony did not respond. It seems that it was because the book was transcribed later?

"Humans have limbs, skin, internal organs, muscles and bones, and even more subtle and invisible things. Before the exchange of blood, even if you practice day and night, it doesn't make much sense.

After blood exchange, it is different. Use qi to stimulate blood, reach all parts of the body, warm and nourish one by one, and cooperate with external martial arts. One day is at least equal to the ordinary people who practice day and night for one month.

Besides, when the fire is up, you can naturally go from the crotch to the crotch, chest, abdomen, shoulders, and even the whole body. At that time, ordinary swords can't hurt you. "

Wang Fobao said, closed his eyes, and seemed to be ruthless:

"Since you know the words, read my notes first. If you don't understand, then ask me."

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