In life, there is a gap between heaven and earth; it is like a white horse passing by; it is just sudden.
But when people pass by, they leave photos, and when geese pass by, they leave traces. After all, some people can leave their own traces in the world.
Some people use books as a carrier, and even if thousands of years have passed, the words can still be seen as written on the face.
Some people place their thoughts on future generations, and despite the vicissitudes of life, there is still a will to be passed down.
This knife is similar to this kind of carrier.
Everything is silent!
The moment he held the broken knife, Yang Yu could no longer hear any sound, and a wave of memories surged over him.
It's fragmented and chaotic, and it's hard to see clearly.
The chaotic memories flowed around like a revolving lantern. It took a while before they were gradually sorted into words and forms that he could understand, and were presented before his eyes.
【Obtain food】
[Ingredients: Broken Knife]
[Grade: Poor (lower)]
[Quality: OK (medium)]
[Evaluation: Ordinary, unremarkable, maybe with a little surprise]
[You can learn some micro-knife skills by eating them]
[Current refining progress (0/100)]
【Should we start refining? 】
Finally, has it been turned on?
Yang Yu was in a daze, but his sadness was more than the surprise of opening the 'Cauldron of Gluttony'.
Thinking about the old man who he only met once, but saved her from dying frequently, and the old woman who treated her like a son to greet her.
My heart was filled with mixed feelings for a moment.
After a long while, Yang Yu finally calmed down after completely digesting the memories in his mind, and his attention fell on the 'Cauldron of Gluttony' that was only visible to him.
In the black cauldron, a broken knife can be seen faintly.
"Refining? Do you mean this broken sword? After refining this sword, you can get some of the old man's knife skills?"
Looking at the long knife in his hand, Yang Yu felt a little incredible.
The knowledge and skills a person has learned have always been accumulated bit by bit by studying hard day and night. Can he obtain them by just refining them?
Give it a try?
Yang Yu took a deep breath, put the broken knife away, sat back in his seat, and read for a while.
It wasn't until his mind calmed down completely that he focused his energy on the 'Cauldron of Gluttony' that had turned from green to black in his chest.
"Refining!"
…
boom!
The light and shadow in front of my eyes changed, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed like the world had changed.
Yang Yu shook his head, and everything was dark. The only light was in his hand, which was a broken knife.
etc……
Yang Yu came to his senses in a daze, looked at the space around him that looked like a cauldron wall, and then looked at the broken knife in his hand.
A thought couldn't help but arise: "This, this so-called refining, isn't it just for me to practice swordsmanship here?"
"This is wrong..."
Yang Yu was dumbfounded. This was completely different from what he thought.
If, as he thought, this broken sword showed the old man's experience in using the sword, then how long would it take for him to practice the sword like this?
But no matter how much Yang Yu shouted, he didn't get any response.
He had no choice but to raise the knife and start practicing.
When he raised the knife, he noticed something strange. As he waved the broken knife, similar memories and techniques appeared in his mind.
Let him use it for comparison.
At the same time, a ray of light appeared on the dark cauldron wall.
[While refining ingredients ‘Broken Knife’]
【Current progress(0/100)】
"...Really?!"
Yang Prison was a little confused and wanted to cry but had no tears.
He thought about countless possibilities after opening the 'Cauldron of Gluttony', but he never thought that it would be such a situation.
But with no other choice, he could only grit his teeth, look at the memory in his mind, and swing the knife in the darkness.
One knife,
Another knife.
I don't know how long it took, but the progress on the cauldron wall jumped again. At time 10, Yang Yu just retreated from countless swings of the sword.
Feeling the outside world again.
Weakness, hunger, lethargy...
This feeling was like being hungover and having a nightmare all night long. For a moment, Yang Yu could hardly lift his hands, and his eyesight went black.
'Oops! How long has it been?'
Yang Prison was very anxious.
At this time, a cry-like whisper came into his ears:
"My dear mother, please help my poor prisoner wake up soon! As long as my son can be safe and sound, the old woman is willing to shorten her life by ten years..."
The warm cloth wiped her face, and the old woman was crying, praying and trembling.
Mother-in-law......
Yang Yu suddenly woke up and felt a touch of sadness in his heart.
The wife who depended on each other for life has just passed away. How should this old woman grieve?
"The old man can't come back. You can't leave your mother-in-law alone..."
The old woman sobbed and muttered in a low voice.
Only then did Yang Yu realize that he had been in a coma for three days and two nights...
"Jun'er, Yu'er, this is the talisman water that my mother-in-law begged from the Immortal Liansheng. If you drink it, you will definitely wake up..."
Yang Yu could feel his head being lifted up, and a bowl of fishy talisman water was handed to his mouth.
Fu Shui?
Can this thing cure diseases?!
Yang Yu's whole body was resisting: "No... Gudong, Gudong..."
Without saying a word, a bowl of strange-smelling talisman water was poured into the whole bowl.
It’s over!
His stomach felt hot, but Yang Yu's heart felt cold.
The Liansheng Sect is a sect that lives among poor people in the outer city of Montenegro. It is said that people can rely on talisman water to save lives and heal the wounded.
But how could he believe this?
"Ugh~"
Yang Yu struggled to get up, lay beside the bed and vomited, spitting out all the talisman water.
"Little prison, my little prison."
The old woman couldn't care less about the Fu Shui she had paid a lot of money for, and hugged Yang Yu with tears streaming down her face.
"Mother-in-law, I'm fine..."
Looking at the old woman who was much older than before, Yang Yu felt sad and was afraid that she would break her body from crying, so he hurriedly said:
"Mother-in-law, I'm hungry."
"Mother-in-law, go right away."
The old woman hurriedly wiped away her tears and brought the prepared food: "You have been in coma for three days. Drink some chicken soup first and eat slowly. If it is not enough..."
"You, you stewed the old hen?"
Only then did Yang Yu smell the chicken soup, and his stomach suddenly began to beat.
Heishan City is located in a remote area, and its products are not rich. In other words, the life of the poor is extremely poor.
Although Mr. Yang is a jailer, he is an honest man and has no extra income. The few old hens at home are the same as the old woman's lifeblood.
"There are three more. It doesn't matter if you stew one. It doesn't matter."
The old woman's eyes were dim: "The old man is gone, three chickens are enough..."
Yang Yu was silent, not knowing how to comfort him, so he could only drink chicken soup in silence.
When the old woman went to clear away the dishes, Yang Yu lay down again. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the strange and familiar cauldron again.
The cauldron is dark in color, but there is a hint of cyan emerging from the edge.
"Turn green..."
Yang Yu felt a sudden and ominous feeling in his heart.
This cauldron was originally green, and it took me a full year of eating 'stones' to turn it black. After using it once, do you want to change it back again?