Yang You looked at the first few people who took it very seriously, and even specially called in neighboring units to help. However, after checking him up and down, everyone present shook their heads, as if you were kidding me.
He became increasingly unsure and even a little uneasy.
"You said that after get off work tonight, you met an iron-faced man who blocked your way and said that he had sucked a little bit of your luck. He wanted to repay you by giving you a thousand taels of silver. You refused. After you refused, the iron-faced man pointed out The point is just a little between your eyebrows, and you feel like you have something extra in your mind, but you can’t explain clearly..."
"Then you came to Six Doors to report the crime, right?"
"That's right!"
Hearing the registration clerk next to him repeat the relevant matters in full, Yang You felt a little confident.
Although this group of people have a bad attitude towards doing things, their ability to do things is still very good, and their affairs are recorded very completely.
"You all have taken good records, so when will this matter be investigated? When will the monster... er, be investigated thoroughly, and at least my life can be saved."
Yang You quickly asked, while Zhang Mingtu looked on with a smile. On the other side, the Jinyiwei bronze medalist in charge of registration sat bored on the chair and did not answer. Only the clerk in charge of recording looked at the two of them helplessly and said.
"It is true that fairies and monsters seek silence from people. After reaching a certain level of cultivation, they want to steal the luck of human beings. However, those who want to plunder are all talented people, such as scholars, juren, etc., or people with good fortune and wealth.
People from one side..."
Speaking of this, Yang You thought that the clerk had a good attitude and wanted to explain to him in detail the three concepts of fairies and monsters, but he saw that the clerk paused and did not speak, but looked at him.
Yang You was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask, when a thought came to his mind, and he suddenly understood what the clerk meant by what he didn't say, and his face suddenly turned red.
Usually, the people who can be favored by monsters are heroes among people, either scholars who go to the state capital to take the exam, or candidates who go to Kyoto to take the exam.
They can be regarded as dragons and phoenixes among humans. They are born with great talents, so they can change their surnames for monsters and be borrowed by monsters.
And the other person has wealth, and the same is true for the rich person.
Anyway, people who can be attracted by monsters are not mortals. The other party didn't say this clearly, but it was actually very obvious.
You, a Qinggang man who carries big bags on the wharf, what kind of luck and wealth do you have that you deserve to have a spirit and a monster ask you for silence and take away your luck?
The clerk had already spoken quite tactfully. With his status, he could actually speak directly, but he still left two leeway. Although he was a little rude, he was still very respectful.
At least in Yang You's opinion, people gave him some respect. He has been carrying big bags on the dock for so many years. Although he has never read a book, he is not ignorant of the world and has learned "Emotional Intelligence".
Severe beatings from society are always much more useful than the teacher's words, after all, they are direct teachings by example.
When Yang You was told this, his face turned red and his hands trembled twice. Then a moment later, a smile appeared on his face and he said, "So, I haven't been deprived of my luck, so I won't die?"
"Don't worry, it's none of your business."
The civil servant was perfunctory, but Yang You seemed to have taken a reassurance and relaxed a lot.
He still has some ability to observe words and emotions. Although the person in front of him spoke in a perfunctory tone, he did not mean to deceive him.
He felt much more at peace.
Looking at the six-door bronze medal catcher Da Ma Jin Dao sitting on the chair as if interrogating him, there was no anger in his heart, as he had always been.
Characters like Jinyiwei and Liumen have always been domineering. This state and attitude are already good for him.
He had heard various opinions about the Yamen from many colleagues in the Qinggang. Anyway, most of the evaluations were not very good, but they did not dare to offend these people.
After all, these people are their immediate superiors, and they all rely on these people for their livelihood.
When exaggerating a bit, when someone was beaten to death on the spot, they dared not speak out in anger.
Feeling a little more relaxed, Yang You lifted his feet and walked out.
Wait!"
Shocked, Yang You turned around, thinking that the six gates and the Jin Yiwei were still planning to take advantage of him.
After all, these people have always wanted to make a living whether they are rich or not. They have already put their hands into their arms, ready to take out two taels of silver as the price for entering the Yamen this time.
Before he came here, he asked his colleagues and learned about the market conditions.
He had made preparations in advance and things were progressing so smoothly. He thought he didn't need this process, but he didn't expect that it would still be necessary.
He was holding the silver in his hand and was about to hand it over, but his fist was still clenched a little tight. The clerk had already seen it with his eyes, but without saying a word, he put a copy of the record in his hand directly into his hand.
The clerk also used a little force on his hand. Yang You's fingers paused, and the whole hand was put back into his arms with a light touch. The clerk said loudly: "This is your transcript, take a look.
No problem, just sign it."
"I can't read."
"Then press the ink pad next to it and put your fingerprint on it."
After completing a set of procedures, Yang You felt dizzy and didn't know when he walked out of the room.
Looking back, he saw that the six-door door was still there, like a ferocious beast standing there, very majestic. He couldn't help but grin, and his whole body relaxed.
"The six doors have checked all over my body. I think I won't die. Even if I am robbed, my luck will only be partial."
Yang You came here just to make sure whether he would die suddenly.
Although he has not read for a few days and does not know how to read, his ability to observe words and emotions is still there.
Inside the six doors, he carefully observed the strange things he heard about at first. The people inside the six doors were obviously very nervous.
But after listening to his description several times and strictly examining his body, Liumen's attitude towards him quickly became indifferent.
This shows that he shouldn't have much of a problem.
He told the six doors most of what he had experienced last night, except for one thing, which was that the man in iron mask put his finger between his eyebrows and taught him a martial art.
Although he does not have great wisdom as the so-called scholars call him, Yang You thinks that he is still smart.
"I shouldn't have any problems. If I do, it's not a big deal. It's just the martial arts in my mind..."
The martial arts inheritance he received is real, and so is the wooden sword in his hand.
He felt that part of his luck should have been taken away from him, but the six doors were not clear, but there should not be much problem with his body, and there was not much loss in luck, or in other words, the loss was not noticeable.
He had practiced that sword technique last night, and even though he didn't know the words, he could still feel the energy and blood surging all over his body when he followed the patterns.
You can feel some subtle tingling in areas such as his waist, abdomen, and arms.
Yang You didn't feel panic, but instead felt a little happy.
He has never practiced martial arts, but there are too many people practicing martial arts around him. He has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running away.
I have heard about the relevant tips of martial arts practice. During martial arts practice, before marrow cleansing and blood exchange, tendons and bones break. Most people start from this stage.
For those who practice martial arts after adulthood, there is still a stage before that.
Most people call it a hundred days of foundation building.
It takes about a hundred days to use Qi and blood to flow throughout the body to repair some minor hidden injuries on the body. If there are some major injuries, it may take longer.
He had heard about some of the widely circulated foundations in the Qinggang martial arts academy, and had seen people around him start practicing in their thirties after making meritorious deeds.
Someone asked them carefully, and those characters patiently told them the relevant tips.
Workers at the port carry large bags every day, and their injuries are basically on both arms and waist.
If you embark on the path of spiritual practice, your energy and blood will initially gather in your arms and waist to repair the hidden injuries in these two areas.
If you have not embarked on the path of spiritual practice, you will basically have your arms hunched over when you get old, and you will also have quite a few problems with your shoulders.
Most people are like this, and Yang You is no exception.
"This is the true method of spiritual practice, there is no doubt about it."
Yang You confirmed.
"It seems like I really want to go to the Qing Gang's martial arts academy to listen."
Yang You touched the silver in his arms and made up his mind.
…
In the six-door Yamen, Zhang Mingtu asked the clerk to make another excerpt of the transcript that Yang You said, and then walked slowly back to Jinyiwei with this transcript.
He was quite surprised that Yang You came to report the crime.
At first, he felt that this Yang You was too reckless, and it was too immature to even report such a hidden matter.
However, after watching Yang You's performance at the Six Gates and combining it with the records in the transcript, he realized a bit of Yang You's thoughts.
"I think yesterday, in order to maintain my composure, I said that taking away his luck might lead to his death, so he panicked and went to the six doors to confirm."
Zhang Mingtu found it funny, but he really felt that this kind of ordinary people's little wisdom was really eye-catching.
Yang You is illiterate and has a low status in the Green Gang. He is just a coolie at the lowest level. If he said that he encountered a ghost last night, it would not cause much trouble in the Green Gang. No one would care, let alone anyone.
It took a lot of effort to investigate.
More people will only regard this as a conversation piece or joke after dinner.
Only Six Doors would go out and check Yang You's physical condition seriously. Yang You was basically paying for a set of professional examinations in vain.
Moreover, Yang You seemed to say everything at the Six Gates, but the key thing about him getting the martial arts inheritance was that he didn't say a word.
"Having been struggling in the arena for so many years, he is quite wise. He is worthy of being called Yang Badao, the swordsman in all directions."
Yang You initially practiced the improved version of the Ten Blood Fighting Styles circulated in the world, which were improved from military swordsmanship and were suitable for melee combat and group combat.
There are many good players who retired from the army among the Qinggang of this era, so it is reasonable to have such inheritance and moves.
However, in Zhang Mingtu's opinion, that kind of sword technique was still a bit rough and inadequate. Later, Yang You also improved it many times, but in the end he had no choice but to switch to other sword techniques.
It is a first-class sword technique in the martial arts, spanning all directions, with both wide opening and closing, as well as subtle changes.
What Zhang Mingtu passed to him spread across all directions.
"His Qi and blood are endless, vast and majestic, one after another, just like the waves in the sea. It is most suitable for this kind of sword technique. I didn't understand it very well at first, but looking back now, it should be a special kind of thing.
With a physique, his body may be born with heavenly patterns similar to those of water, making him a water spirit body."
Zhang Mingtu secretly calculated in his mind, and after transferring the relevant records and documents to the specialized technicians in Jinyiwei, Zhang Mingtu's day's work was officially completed.
After they clock in, they go straight to get off work.
Without saying much to his colleagues, he turned around and walked out.
"Mr. Zhang Qi, you're going fishing again. You won't be empty-handed this time, right?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I found a wonderful fishing spot this time. There is absolutely no way I will return empty-handed. When I catch a twenty-pound fish, I will treat you to the fish."
Many of Jin Yiwei's colleagues laughed.
The younger ones among them shook their heads and sighed: "I don't know what fun fishing is. This commander-in-chief really doesn't know how to enjoy the world and go to Goulan to listen to music with us."
"Going around, I heard that a batch of good products have recently arrived. One of them has a beautiful singing voice, which can be turned over and over again. Especially that tongue, which is incredibly dexterous and evocative. Let's go and taste it together.
"
Some of the older people nodded in agreement.
"Fishing is indeed a bit of fun. You are too young to understand. Sitting alone on the bow of a boat and savoring life is a beautiful thing."
"Lao Wangtou just said whether I want to go and listen to music, I will bear all the expenses today."
"Go, go, fishing is a hammer!"
Listening to the laughter and quarrels coming from far away, Zhang Mingtu shook his head and laughed.
While walking along the road, his clothes suddenly changed, and the appearance of his face also changed.
When he came out of the alleyway, he was just an ordinary-looking young man wearing ordinary clothes.
With just a few steps, he could cover a long distance. However, he was walking so fast that he didn't attract the attention of the people around him.
His entire sense of presence was greatly reduced.
Not long after, Zhang Mingtu walked out of the city and saw the huge Yuzhang County plaque.
Looking sideways towards the river, you can already see the endless waves and a small island far away from the shore.
The island is quiet and unremarkable. Occasionally, some fishermen will row fishing boats and stay around it for a short time, but they will soon go away.
Zhang Mingtu looked at the small island but couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He felt that every part of his body was groaning, and every cell was telling him that they were hungry and wanted to eat.
"Come on, come on, we'll have a good meal soon."
Zhang Mingtu patted his belly to soothe his restless body.