Wang Fobao came and went in a hurry, but Yang Yu could not calm down for a long time.
Granny Yang walked into the house wiping her hands and said angrily: "You kid, why don't you keep Wang Captou?"
"Where can I keep it?"
Yang Yu smiled reluctantly.
After several ups and downs in one day, he only felt a little weak. When his mother-in-law wasn't paying attention, he ate several pebbles to get better.
"The old man's life or death is uncertain, and he doesn't know if he can come back. How can you, a little baby, stay in the Yamen without support..."
The old woman was chattering, her face full of worry.
"Mother-in-law."
Yang Yu felt warm in his heart, held the old woman's hand, and said: "Wang Captou sent a pension..."
"Pensions..."
The old woman was stunned, her hand holding the money bag trembling.
Seeing that his mother-in-law was feeling sad again, Yang Yu hurriedly changed the subject: "Mother-in-law, Mr. Wang said that the outer city is not peaceful and wants us to move to the inner city..."
"move place?"
The old woman nodded blankly: "We are moving. The two brothers at the end of the alley are seriously ill together. I'm afraid they won't be able to survive the summer..."
Yang Yu remained silent.
It's only half way through this year, and there are far more people dying from the disease in outer cities than in previous years.
Recalling Hu Wan's words that day, he felt a little anxious.
"This year, things are getting more and more sad."
The old woman sighed sadly.
"Then, when the rain stops, I can find a place to rent a house in Yaxing?"
Yang Yu was cautious, fearing to make his mother-in-law sad.
The old woman is old and not in good health. If she is stimulated again, she may get sick.
"Listen to you."
The old woman was not in a good mood.
It rained all morning, and it cleared up near noon. Yang Yu took a few mouthfuls of rice, picked up the money, and went to the old yard.
"With a flick of your hand, it penetrated so deeply? I'm afraid this Wang Baotou is also a master who has changed his blood..."
Yang Yu was so exhausted that he was sweating profusely before digging through the hard yellow soil and saw the broken knife with the handle underneath.
I felt a little stunned in my heart.
After working hard for a while, I dug out the broken knife, washed it, and then went out to the inner city.
The location of Yaxing is the most prosperous "South Street" in the inner city and even Black Mountain City.
This street is quite prosperous, with all kinds of facilities such as restaurants, teahouses, and medical clinics, and there are also small vendors one after another along the road.
The surging crowds are a sight you will never see in the outer city.
"It's like two worlds..."
Looking at the well-dressed pedestrians, Yang Yu let out a heavy breath and started wandering on the street.
After days of hard work, he was not far away from completely refining the Broken Knife. He came here just to try his luck and see if he could find other 'ingredients'.
After many days of exploration, he already knew that what the Cauldron of Gluttony 'refined' was only the spirit left on the object.
There shouldn't be anything like this in such a big Black Mountain city, right?
Unfortunately, Yang Yu went back and forth two times and still couldn't find even one "ingredient" that might contain spirits.
Without him, there would be no antiquities at all on South Street...
"We came to the wrong place, I should go to North Street..."
Yang Yu shook his head helplessly, turned his head inadvertently, and couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
A tall and thin man in white clothes was watching him coldly from the end of the street. When he turned around, he disappeared into the crowd again.
"He, is he following me? Baiyi, is this person from Liansheng Cult?"
Yang Yu's heart tightened and he was a little confused.
He has never provoked anyone from the Liansheng Cult, so why would they follow him?
If you want to make money, you have no money left, and the old man's pension is not a small amount for others. How can the poor student see it?
Weird, weird...
With thoughts swirling in his mind, Yang Yun turned around and left Yaxing. He didn't go to North Street. He walked slowly and unhurriedly, but he went straight to Old Wei's alley.
Knocked on the door.
"Zhizhizhi~"
The old monkey Wangcai shouted and opened the door.
Yang Yu entered the courtyard. It was extremely deserted today. There was no one in the martial arts field. Only old man Wei was lying on the rocking chair, half asleep and half awake.
"Do you know why I want you to kill people?"
Before even stepping into the martial arts training ground, Old Man Wei's voice floated over.
"I don't know."
Yang Prison shook his head.
"It seems that you haven't discovered it yet."
Old Wei half-squinted his eyes and rocked the couch: "Any martial arts is created by its founder in order to defeat the enemy, or even to kill people!"
Yang Yu took two steps forward, picked up a small horse and sat down, knowing that he had truly passed the test.
"Any martial arts contains the spirit and temperament of the founder. When later generations learn from it, their character will change invisibly."
Old Man Wei's voice was neither urgent nor slow, and he said:
"A year ago, you were submissive and like a wild dog on the roadside. You would never dare to take a step closer. But now, a year later, you dare to kill people at night."
"Is this change just because you drank a few mouthfuls of horse urine?"
"Changing personality..."
Yang Yu's heart was shocked, and he felt a little enlightened.
In his previous life, he had heard that introverted and timid children would become bold after learning methods such as fitness, Sanda, and boxing.
Thinking about it at this time, it is nothing more than 'having a sharp knife and having a murderous intention'.
"I've killed a lot of people in my life, and the skills I know are naturally not very good. You are considered a young talent, and I don't want to ruin you, so I'm just testing it out."
Wei He stretched himself nonchalantly.
Yang Yu was silent for a moment and then said: "But what if I am killed by someone, or I am arrested and taken to prison immediately?"
"Haha~"
Wei He straightened up, looked at Yang Yu, and said calmly: "Of course it has nothing to do with me."
Yang Yu smiled bitterly.
But he became more and more certain in his heart that this old man Wei was definitely not a good person.
"If you have anything to ask, just ask."
Wei He yawned.
Yang Yu calmed down and asked what he wanted to know most: "This disciple wants to know how to 'exchange blood'."
"Now that you have passed this level, you can be considered my disciple. Anyway, I will tell you a few more words..."
Old Man Wei pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and called out "Wang Cai".
The old monkey made a "squeaking" sound in the tree and scurried into the house.
"Learning martial arts is nothing more than practicing moves, exercising your body, and increasing your strength. But there is a limit to this. Even someone as talented as Hu Wan is barely as strong as a buffalo."
Wei He took the yellow paper from the old monkey's paw and shook it casually:
"Exchanging blood is different. It's a true rebirth! Only after you pass this level can you 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 this, and he guessed: "How should I change this blood? Could it be a medicinal bath?!"
"good."
Wei He was slightly surprised and nodded: "Ordinary methods cannot reach the bone marrow at all. If blood transfusion is needed, medicinal materials will naturally be needed."
Wow~
After saying that, he shook off the yellow paper in his hand:
"This is a prescription for 'blood transfusion'. I can give you a copy, but where do you have the money to buy medicinal materials?"