Chapter 22: Train muscles, bones and skin externally, and breathe in one breath internally
Fishing law enforcement?
The first time he saw Wang Captou, Yang Yu had this thought in his mind.
The fight between the two lasted only for a cup of tea at most. How could it happen so quickly in this late night?
But as Wang Fobao approached, he gave up this idea, because he smelled the extremely strong smell of blood, and could even see the deep fatigue on his face.
His serious injuries are not fake.
Wang Fobao didn't care that Yang Yu was facing a formidable enemy, so he walked closer and picked up the man's head in the pool of blood and looked at it carefully.
Cai Dao:
"This man is also a changed person. If you can kill him, it seems that the old executioner likes you very much..."
He is naturally very familiar with Yang Prison.
There are thousands of government officials in Heishan City, but this is the only one he personally arranged.
It's just that when he entered the Yamen, I also weighed his bones. Not only was he physically weak and weak, but his muscles and bones were only average.
How long did it take to get to this point?
"Master Wei is indeed very good."
Yang Yu didn't dare to relax, his muscles were tense, ready to run away at any time.
Wang Fobao's reputation in Heishan City was so great that he could stop a child from crying at night. Even if he changed his blood, he would not dare to fight him.
Even if he was seriously injured.
Wang Fobao was slightly surprised by Yang Yu's calmness: "You don't want to say anything?"
"have nothing to say."
Yang Yu wiped the blood on his face and said nothing. He just held the sword a little tighter:
"It's just that Mr. Wang was so seriously injured that he didn't have a good rest and had to go out on patrol late at night. It was really hard work."
"Not just today?"
Wang Fobao put down the human body, wiped the blood on his hands, and said calmly:
"Since coming to Heishan City, I rarely sleep at night."
"Yeah?"
Yang Yu sneered when he heard this: "It's just the inner city, right? You probably won't go to the outer city either."
After hearing this, Wang Fobao was silent for a while and then said: "Manpower sometimes runs out."
Both of them are not good with words, especially in this situation.
It wasn't until he heard footsteps approaching in a hurry that Wang Fobao raised his head, glanced at Yang Yu, and said, "Follow me."
Yang Yu hesitated for a moment and then followed.
After walking two streets and turning several alleys, Wang Fobao stopped and pushed the door open.
"Is this his home?"
Yang Yu thought to himself that he could only bite the bullet and walk in.
"Wash yourself and then come inside."
Wang Fobao said, an abnormal color of blood flashed across his face, and he ducked into the room.
After the blood exchange, Yang Yu's hearing was very good, and he faintly heard an extremely suppressed cough.
"His injuries seem really serious."
Yang Yu carried a few buckets of water, washed away the blood on his body, and walked into the room full of medicinal smell.
Wang Fobao sat cross-legged on the bed, adjusted his breathing, and after a while he opened his eyes and said:
"After three months of rest, it's time to go back to work. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, go to work at the Yamen. Someone will take you to familiarize yourself with the environment."
"Go to work?"
Yang Prison was startled: "What kind of job do you want to do?"
The yamen servant was not a serious yamen man at all. He only paid two taels of silver and checked his name off the list.
Otherwise, there is no way he would have stayed away from the Yamen for so long.
"Lao Yang's pension has been paid, and he has been off for three months. Shouldn't he still go to work?"
Wang Fobao said again.
Only then did Yang Yu suddenly realize that he was talking about the old man's position as a jailer.
However, neither the jailer nor the executioner wanted to do anything.
Subconsciously, he wanted to refuse.
"The practice of martial arts is nothing more than training the muscles and bones externally and internalizing Qi. After exchanging blood, do you still know how to move on?"
Wang Fobao spoke up at the right time and stopped Yang Yu's refusal:
"I can teach you some."
"I…"
Hearing this, Yang Yu's words of rejection swirled in his mouth, but he still didn't say it out.
Although he just had blood transfusion today, he also found that the blood transfusion was not as radical a change as he imagined.
It seems that some step is missing.
"Martial arts practice is far from being as simple as you think. Only by exchanging blood can you be considered to have entered the ranks of warriors."
Seeing Yang Yu's confusion, Wang Fabao continued:
"But exchanging blood is just the beginning. How to strengthen yourself requires other methods. It is often said that 'externally train the muscles, bones and skin, and internally breathe.'
Since you have exchanged blood, Wei He will teach you the method of 'conquering the qi', but Wei He is not good at external refining methods, and I can teach you this method."
"Exercise the muscles and bones externally, and internalize the Qi."
Yang Yu chewed on Wang Fobao's words and did not agree directly, but asked cautiously:
“What do I have to give?”
There is no love without reason in this world, and he does not believe that this famous cruel official in Black Mountain City is really a kind person.
"Replace Lao Yang and go to the prison."
Wang Fobao did not hide anything and said calmly:
"In the past few months, several jailors have died inexplicably in the prison. There seems to be the shadow of the Pity Life Cult behind them. I want to know what they want to do."
"The jailer died inexplicably?"
Yang Yu was startled and felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
Could it be that the man in white was following me and wanted to attack him, but he only gave up because he moved near Old Wei?
Wang Fobao didn't force him and waited for him to think about it.
After a while, Yang Prison asked again:
"After all, the Lian Sheng Sect is just a sect in the outer city. How dare you kill the jailer? Aren't you afraid of being uprooted?"
"snort!"
Wang Fobao snorted coldly, as if the wound had been touched, his face turned pale, and then he said:
"This is not something you should know."
He didn't answer, but Yang Yu finally realized that the word "collusion between officials and bandits" cannot be escaped from this matter.
Otherwise, how could a mere foreign sect spread rapidly in Black Mountain City?
However, the reason why Wang Fobao came to find me is because he went out of the city before and suffered too many casualties, right?
Knowing the reason, Yang Yu weighed the pros and cons and could only agree.
Not only because of the martial arts mentioned by Wang Fobao, but also because he suspected that the Liansheng Cult had long since targeted him.
"good."
Wang Fobao coughed a few times, took out an oilcloth bag from under his pillow and handed it to Yang Yu:
"My Qi Convincing Technique has another origin, which I cannot teach you. But I got this martial arts from a lone thief.
I can pass it on to you."
"Iron crotch skill?"
After opening the package and taking a quick glance, Yang Yu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
What an unpretentious name.
"Whenever you practice martial arts, you always start from your weak points. Your fists, feet, and arms are your strong points even if you don't practice them. However, the crotch is one of the most vulnerable parts of a person's body."
Seeing that Yang Yu's expression was not good, Wang Fobao couldn't help but shook his head:
"Even the thugs and women on the street know this truth. Don't you understand?"
"this……"
Yang Yu took a few steps back, picked up a small horse and sat down, under the light of Rudou lamp, and took a look at the martial arts secret book.
To his disappointment, the Cauldron of Gluttony did not respond. It seemed that it was because the book was copied later?
"Human beings have limbs, skin, internal organs, muscles and bones, and even more subtle and invisible parts. Before blood transfusion, even if you exercise day and night, it is of little significance.
But the situation is different after blood transfusion. Qi is used to promote blood circulation, reach all parts of the body, warm and nourish each part, and cooperate with external martial arts exercises. One day is at least worth the effort of an ordinary person exercising day and night for a month.
Furthermore, when the heat is up, you can naturally attack from the crotch to the hips, chest and abdomen, shoulders and back, and even the whole body. At that time, ordinary swords will not be able to hurt you."
Wang Fobao said, closing his eyes, as if he was in need:
"Since you know the words, read my annotations first. If you don't understand, come and ask me."