The morning glow breaks, the sun rises in the east, and wisps of golden light break through the vast expanse of clouds and smoke, falling on the earth, bringing light.
Wisps of smoke rose from Heishan City, and the city that had been silent all night slowly came back to life.
Wow~
The clear well water is poured into the large vat.
A young man skillfully washed pots, washed rice, and lit a fire to cook. After a while, the aroma of porridge and rice had already spread.
"Mother-in-law, it's time to eat!"
The young man filled the rice with quick hands and feet, never forgetting to shout.
squeak~
The old woman pushed open the door and went to take the porridge from the young man's hand: "Xiao Wu, thank you for taking care of me every day..."
"If you can take care of your mother-in-law, what's the trouble?"
Xiao Wu scratched his head.
"Well, before my boy left, he never served me like this."
The old woman babbled and called him to eat with her.
"Yang Yu is a person who does big things, and I, Xiao Wu, only do trivial things."
Xiao Wu stayed obediently, waiting for the old woman to finish eating, and then got busy washing the dishes...
Seeing this, the old lady was a little helpless and a little relieved. Of course she knew that Xiao Wu was sent by her own boy to take care of her.
"Mother-in-law, please rest, I'll come back at noon!"
Xiao Wu smiled and waved his hand, and was about to go out when he suddenly heard a "click" and the door was pushed open.
"who?!"
He subconsciously stepped back and drew his sword to protect Granny Yang, when he heard crying behind him.
"Old man!"
Xiao Wu took a closer look and saw an old man with a ruddy complexion and excitement in front of the door. The one who was one step behind was none other than his own Master Yang.
"Old woman!"
Looking at the old couple hugging each other and crying, Yang Yu felt peaceful in his heart, and the psychological shadow caused by the illusion of Liuji Mountain disappeared silently.
There were no disturbances or surprises. The old couple who had been separated for three or four years finally met each other.
"Master Yang!"
Xiao Wu was also very excited.
"Go out for a walk?"
Yang Prison put down the living things that the old man had bought, closed the door, and left the space to the old couple who had been separated for many years.
Xiao Wu closed the door obediently and told him about the changes in Black Mountain City these days.
In fact, not much has changed.
After the Zi Lian Shengjiao rebellion was put down, peace returned to Heishan County. A few years later, the trauma of the year was healed. After the nearby refugees were resettled, the population became larger than before.
"There were some little thieves who came to cause trouble, but they were all taken care of by the Jin Yiwei. Zhang Feng, the Deputy Baihu sent by Mr. Xu, was a ruthless character. He followed the clues and caught all the remnants of the Iron Sword Sect."
Xiao Wu rambled.
Yang Yu said nothing.
When he left Montenegro this time, he experienced too many things and offended too many people. Although he took care of most of them, it was inevitable that some would slip through the net.
However, Xu Wenji has always been prudent in his affairs. A team of royal guards is enough to wipe out the cottages and small sects within hundreds of miles of Heishan County. There is no problem in protecting an old woman.
"You have worked hard these days."
Yang Yu patted his shoulder lightly.
"It's not hard, it's not hard."
Xiao Wu felt that his bones were a few ounces lighter.
"After that, follow me to practice martial arts. Although you are a bit older, I have also thought of ways these days."
Yang Yu said, handed him a note and asked him to buy medicinal materials.
"Thank you, Mr. Yang!"
Xiao Wu was trembling with excitement. He hurriedly took the note and silver and hurried to the drug store.
"It is really difficult to compete with the power of the Martial Saint. My magical powers have improved a little, but I am still far from a breakthrough. Do you really want me to defeat Zhang Xuanba?"
What a joke!
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Yang Yu couldn't help but shake his head.
With his current martial arts skills, he has a good chance of winning against a grandmaster. However, he is still far away from the grandmaster who has all kinds of Qi. Even if he is condensed into a furnace, he may not be able to match him.
Let alone the Martial Saint?
Recalling the experience of being killed ten times along the way, Yang Yu shook his head inwardly. In the illusion, he tried all kinds of methods and even once again found a strong bow that was not weaker than the Sixiang Bow.
It's a pity that it can't hurt the King Zhao of Xifu at all, but it can only hold on longer.
However, the progress in his magical powers was minimal, but after ten deadly battles, his martial arts progress was far greater than months of hard training. The Buddha's Elephant Throwing was almost close to the fourth level.
The Four Symbols of Heaven's Will are just one step away from reaching the seventh level. Any archer in the world who can practice an excellent archery to this level can be called a master.
"Maybe it's not defeat, but there are other conditions?"
With thoughts in his heart, Yang Yu did not stop.
Several years passed by, and his body and spirit were different from those before. Even though many people were watching him along the way, no one recognized him.
Not long after, he came to a relatively clean house.
"There are twenty-four bones in a person's back. They may differ depending on men, women, age, and children, but they are still pretty much the same!"
"Beheading with a sword requires identifying the bones..."
"One knife..."
Hearing the familiar voice, Yang Prison couldn't help but smile.
After the Liansheng Cult incident, Wei He could have transferred out of Heishan and went to Qingzhou to become a householder, but he finally refused and chose to stay in Heishan County and open a martial arts school.
"Wei Family Martial Arts School, stop idlers!"
The young man squatting at the door looked Yang Yu up and down, and suddenly frowned: "You're not here to learn the sword, are you?"
"How can I see it?"
Yang Prison smiled.
As the young man spoke, his eyes often fell on the back of his neck and front. It was obvious that he had learned the habit of decapitating the sword. It was like this for a long time when he refined the Ghost Head Sword.
Because of that experience, when refining the ingredients later, he was more committed to digesting the essence instead of absorbing the entire spirit.
Otherwise, his spirit will be affected in the long run.
"Your steps are steady, your body is well-proportioned, your fingers are slender but have clear joints, and your face doesn't even have pores, it's smoother than a big girl's breasts..."
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"Besides, this knife of yours, this knife..."
As he spoke, the young man went from squatting to standing up and then backing up. His eyes widened and he gasped:
"You, are you a good hand at changing blood?!"
"……good."
Yang Yu smiled hoarsely, and suddenly stretched out his hand to shake his neck, back of the heart, under the ribs, front of the chest and other places.
"Decapitation knife?!"
The young man breathed a sigh of relief and saluted respectfully: "It turns out to be senior brother. I entered the profession later. I wonder what year senior brother entered the profession?"
"Almost five and a half years."
Yang Yu thought for a while and counted the three days of fishing and the two days of drying nets, it was indeed five and a half years.
"so long?"
The young man was startled, and then he came forward mysteriously: "Does that senior brother recognize our famous senior brother's 'Decapitating Knife'?"
"Decapitation knife?"
"yes!"
The young man looked excited:
"Don't you know? He is the most powerful swordsman in Qingzhou now, Yang Yu with the beheading sword!"
"...I guess I recognize him."
Yang Yu had no expression on his face and walked into the martial arts gym. He originally wanted to give some advice...
This martial arts hall is much larger than the small courtyard in Weihe. There are seven or eight old trees with new buds. Under the trees, there are dozens of young people of different ages squatting on horseback, hanging by their wrists. Stone.
Just like him back then.
In front of the hall, sitting on the wooden rocking chair, Old Man Wei is getting older and older, his hair under his hood is getting grayer, and the hair of the monkey in his arms is also a lot whiter.
Everyone and the monkey were dozing off.
"Master Wei."
Amid the curious or surprised gazes of the young men, Yang Yu slowly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said:
"The disciple is back."
"who?"
Old Wei's body trembled, and when he raised his head and saw Yang Yu, the remaining trace of sleepiness disappeared immediately. He stood up suddenly, and the old monkey ran away in shock.
"Yang, Yang..."
Wei He was shocked, and immediately his expression changed and he stopped talking. He grabbed Yang Yu's arm tightly, and his heart almost jumped out:
"You don't even bother to disguise yourself. If someone recognizes you, you'll be hunted down by the court!"
Yang Yu was startled and then fell silent. He knew that the news that his wanted order had been lifted had not yet been sent back to Heishan County, but he did not use any force and allowed him to pull him back to the house.
After slamming the door shut, Wei He breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say something, Yang Yu took the lead and explained to him.
"Killing the state leader can be absolved of such a big crime?!"
Wei He was dumbfounded, with an expression on his face that said, "You're kidding me."
"It's a long story, but I won't lie to you, right?"
Yang Yu smiled, pushed him on the chair, sat down, poured two cups of tea, and talked to him about what happened after he left Montenegro.
Of course, there were only a few sentences, and all the thrilling details were mentioned in one sentence. Even so, Wei He was covered in cold sweat and his breathing was rapid.
"What a risk, what a risk."
"I don't feel the danger anymore when I come here..."
Yang Prison smiled.
In the past few years, he has experienced more things than he did in the previous twenty years, but he is no longer the same person he was then.
Wei He took a sip of tea and breathed a sigh of relief: "I said it's a good thing I recommended you back then. If it were Hu Wan, I would have died a long time ago..."
"..."
Yang Yu was immediately speechless.
"Didn't you come over here?"
Wei He laughed. The older he got, the less violent he became, and his whole person became more prosperous. He was no longer the old executioner who had beheaded ninety-nine people.
"Speaking of which, where is Senior Brother Hu?"
Yang Yu didn't really care.
"He, after he recommended you to Jinyiwei back then, although this idiot didn't say anything, he probably still cared about it in his heart and wanted to go out and make a living, and then..."
Wei He snorted coldly:
"Then he was carried back and lay on the bed for almost two years. His martial arts skills were almost useless."
The smile on Yang Yu's face disappeared: "Who is it?"
"Who does it matter? The old man helped him cook it, but after that, he just settled down to be a butcher and never mentioned anything about going out to work."
Wei He sighed:
"Heishan went out and became famous, but in fact, for hundreds of years, you were the only one..."
Yang Prison was silent.
The world was in turmoil, but even he had narrowly escaped death several times...
Next, the master and the apprentice talked a lot, of course, mostly Wei He said, and he listened silently. After a long time, until three o'clock in the morning, Yang Yu stood up to say goodbye.
"I promised to give Senior Brother Hu a good blow back then. It's time to fulfill my promise."
After bidding farewell to Wei He, Yang Yu was about to go to find Hu Wan when a sudden movement occurred in his heart.
He slowly raised his eyebrows and saw an unattractive old man lying on a rocking chair on the street directly opposite the martial arts school. On the stall he had set up, flags and flags were fluttering in the wind.
First couplet: criticize yin and yang and cut off the five elements, hold the sun and moon in the palm of your hand.
Second line: The good and bad luck determines the seven emotions, and the universe is in the sleeves.