Gou became a martial saint in another world

Chapter 4

night.

come again.

After Yang Fang had a short rest, he stayed behind closed doors in the room, wielding the Rusty Sword, and continued to practice the Thirteen Swords of Gale, striving to increase his own strength.

As for why not take the lead in practicing [Yang Yan Jue]?
Because he tried it, the progress of [Yang Yan Jue] was slow, and he had practiced for more than an hour before, and the progress bar did not increase a bit.

In this way, he can only put his hope on the Thirteen Swords of Blast Wind first.

It was pitch black outside and extremely dead still.

Before you know it, time passes.

Ah!
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the depths of the darkness.

Yang Fang was taken aback.

Again?
Fortunately, the sound sounded extremely far away, as if tens of meters in front of him.

"The evil spirit has changed places."

Yang Fang's heart was beating.

After the scream came out, there was an interval of about 3 minutes.

There was another burst of shrill screams, which were extremely ear-piercing, accompanied by low and muffled sounds, as if the room had been smashed into pieces.

This time the sound came from behind his house.

He was startled.

"Run to the back?"

Yang Fang didn't dare to continue practicing sword anymore, and quickly hid under the bed, holding his breath, feeling nervous.

Absolute silence.

About two or three minutes passed.

Hee hee hee.
Suddenly, bursts of clear and small laughter came from outside his room, which made Yang Fang's hair stand straight, and his heart was terrified.

coming!

Is this the evil spirit?
That evil spirit is right outside his door?
He quickly clenched his mouth tightly, held his breath, and hid under the bed without moving.

The evil spirit lingered for a while, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something, turned around suddenly, and let out a strange and piercing cry, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, the sound alone made people's eardrums sting.

Ah!
"Bold evildoer!"

A terrifying roar sounded outside the door.

Then bursts of violent roar came out, rumbling and exploding.

It seemed that someone rushed over quickly and was fighting the evil spirit. The movement was extremely loud.

Yang Fang widened his eyes and listened carefully.

The strong movement was rushing towards the distance, and soon there was no sound in my ears anymore.

He lay under the bed, his heart was beating, but he still didn't dare to show his face easily.

That's it, time passes.

Extremely tormented.

Until the cock crowing sounded outside again.

Yang Fang became more courageous again, crawled out from under the bed, covered in cold sweat, his back was wet, and his mind was fixed, but he didn't dare to delay at all, immediately grabbed the rusty sword, and practiced in the room again.

He does not miss any chance to improve his strength now.

This practice is about two hours.

It was completely bright outside.

Yang Fang stopped and glanced at the panel.

Name: Yang Fang

Lifespan: 21/32 years

Repair: not entered (20/30)

Mind Method: Getting Started with Yang Yan Jue (6/100)

Martial Skills: Introduction to Galewind Thirteen Swords (91/100)

Qualifications: Terrible (1/5)

"Thirteen Swords of Gale Wind will enter the next level today."

Yang Fang secretly thought.

This world is too scary.

Now he finally understood Zheng Fanghua's feelings.

Yang Dao took the courage to observe from the crack of the door for a while, then walked out of the room again.

I saw a large group of people gathered outside again, talking a lot.

A piece of black liquid appeared not far away, it was extremely cold, and it stretched into the distance, like a moldy spot that had not been exposed to sunlight all year round. Just looking at it made many people shake their minds and feel uncontrollable Shivering.

"Don't get close, this is the blood of that evil spirit!"

"Last night, it was the masters of the Sanhe Gang who made the move!"

"Great, the masters of the Three Rivers Gang will definitely take down the evil spirits!"

An expert from the Three Rivers Gang?

Yang felt envious in his heart.

But he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

This evil spirit has been so close to him twice in a row.

He can dodge twice, but can he dodge the third?
Looking at the pool of black liquid on the ground, Yang Fang instinctively had an idea in his heart.

"move place?"

But he quickly shook his head again and again.

Even if you move, where can you move?
He is a poor man, he only has this house, and he doesn't have enough money to rent a house unless he sleeps on the street.

Yang Fang returned home, washed up, and rushed to the pier again.

"You asked me to borrow money?"

As soon as he arrived at the pier, Yang Fang looked suspiciously at the three men in front of him.

"Yes, I hope Brother Yang Fang can help out and give us some."

The first man laughed and patted Yang Fang lightly with his palm.

Yang Fang was speechless for a while.

I have less than 30 Wen in total, so how dare you ask me to borrow money?

He looked at the three people in front of him, and soon an impression appeared in his mind.

The name of the leader is Zhao Gang, who seems to be a well-known difficult boss at the pier. His older brother, Zhao Hu, seems to be a small boss at the pier. Few of the coolies dare to mess with him. How can he borrow money from himself?

"I don't have any money either. I only earn 10 Wen a day, and I only get 12 Wen a day for eating and drinking. How can I have more money?"

Yang Fang shook his head again and again.

"Hey, brother Yang Fang is being modest, who doesn't know that you are rich?"

Zhao Gang smiled and whispered, "Last time the Mongolian chamber of commerce's ship capsized and the goods were dumped. I heard that Brother Yang Fang also went there that time and picked up a lot of valuable things. Could it be that these things have not been exchanged for money? "

"Mongolian chamber of commerce? Overturned?"

Yang Fang looked confused.

This part of his memory is really missing.

But after careful examination, it seems that the original owner did fish something out of a river ditch, it was pitch black, and I don't know what it was.

"No money, really no money."

Yang Fang shook his head again and again.

"Fuck you, don't you eat a toast and take a fine wine? Look at you, if you don't want to borrow it, just say it!"

A man next to him yelled at him without any hesitation.

"you!"

Yang Xin was furious.

But when he saw the three of them, he still gritted his teeth, chose to be patient, turned around and continued to work.

"Sabbie thing, you deserve to be a coolie for the rest of your life!"

The man was still cursing.

The leader, Zhao Gang, touched his chin, thoughtful.

Yang Fang didn't sell that thing?
That means that thing is definitely still in his home.

"Go to his house tonight, huh?"

Zhao Gang gestured to the two people around him.

The eyes of the two people flashed and they nodded immediately.

A whole day of hard work is over again.

After Yang left work, he took a walk around Fangshi, trying to see if there were any powerful martial arts that he could buy. The result was beyond his expectation. There were quite a lot of martial arts for sale here, all kinds, but all of them were extremely expensive.

The cheapest martial skill also needs more than one tael of silver.

Helpless in his heart, he could only sigh.

"Good news, good news, the evil spirit last night was resolved."

Suddenly, the crowd in front of them surged, and a message came.

Everyone else looked happy.

"It was really solved?"

"The masters of the Three Rivers Gang are really powerful?"

"So there will be no more homicides in the future?"

Yang Fang also showed surprise.

He specially bought three sesame seed cakes at the square market to celebrate, and then rushed home.

After eating the biscuits, he grabbed the old iron sword and practiced in the room again.

Now that the evil spirit has been eliminated, he should take advantage of this to improve his strength. What if there are other evil spirits?
Before I knew it, two hours passed.

Following bursts of crackling sounds coming from inside his body, finally, his body stopped and let out a long breath.

Mastery of Gale Thirteen Swords (1/300).

Not only that, but even the qualifications have changed from abysmal (1/5) to (3/5).

"Aptitude is...improved?"

Yang Fang's eyes flickered, and he felt a little weird.

He moved lightly in the room, and felt that his limbs were lighter, his own reaction ability and body speed seemed to have improved in an all-round way, especially his understanding of fighting skills had reached a new level.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Yang Fang's eyelids twitched, and he heard soft footsteps outside the door.

His heart was beating, he held his breath, and immediately blew out the oil lamp, shrank in the corner, holding the long sword firmly.

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(End of this chapter)