First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 28

2021-09-03

Chapter 28 Ghost Head Decapitation!

restaurant sixth layer, in the private room by the window, several big men were sitting or standing, all looking out the window anxiously and waiting.

"The prison van, it's moving."

Through the drizzle, a man with a mustache moved his eyes and reminded in a low voice.

"Can you see the second brother?"

The brawny man with a scar on his face stepped forward and asked.

"How can I see it at such a distance?"

Beard shook the head: "Wait a minute, there is news."

tone Barely fell Not long after, another man knocked on the door and entered the house, suppressing his emotions: "Second brother got into the prison van, I saw nine of the eighteen crossbows in Black Mountain City!"

"Only nine?"

Several people in the room frowned.

The Divine Arm Crossbow is a heavy weapon in the army, specially used for armor piercing, with great formidable power.

The mustache's brows were also furrowed, and he asked, "Have you seen Wang Fobao?"

"Never."

The man shook his head.

"That is to say, at this time, there are still nine divine arm crossbows in the Black Mountain Prison and the Wang Fobao who may be stationed there?"

Scarface eyelids twitched: "is it possible That they know our purpose? Otherwise, Wang Fobao would have to be in charge of the executions in previous years."

"Third Brother!"

A man looked towards the mustache: "That big What kind of treasure is there in prison? It's worth the big brother to throw the second brother out?"

The rest of the people also looked towards the mustache.

They have been lurking in Black Mountain City for more than half a year, and their plans are even earlier, but what they can do is not to save the iron dragon.

It's a prison!

It's for something in that big prison.

"That thing..."

A trace of soul-stirring greed flashed in the mustache's eyes, and he pressed himself down again, looking at the scarred face:

" Old Fourth, you lead people to the robbery field! The speed must be fast, the movement must be loud, and be sure to bring out the remaining divine arm crossbow and the king Buddha treasure!"

"Leave it to me, Third Brother!"

The scarred-faced man gave a grim smile and stepped out the door.

"It's long overdue! Killing his head is rolling, then Wang Fobao can still turn a blind eye?"

…………

It was raining , Black Mountain City is hazy.

The autumn rain brings chills, and there are few pedestrians on the street.

Yang Yu walked to Wei He's house full of worries, but he was called by someone before he took a few steps.

"Little Brother, stay, stay."

Yang Yu turned around and called to him, a sturdy middle-aged man in sackcloth with a simple and honest face.

"Who are you?"

The man took two quick steps, took off his hat and handed it to Yang Yu, with a pleasing smile on his face.

Yang Yu was even more suspicious when he didn't pick up the hat.

Before he could ask, the man blushed and took out a white steamed bun from his arms.

He handed it to Yang Yu along with the pieces of silver he took out.

"You?"

Yang Yu's heart thumped.

It is not uncommon to give gifts to the executioner. He thought that this man was the same, but where did he expect that he actually saw a 'human blood steamed bun'.

Black Mountain City, and even many places, believe that human blood can cure tuberculosis.

A steamed bun soaked in the blood of prisoners can cure all incurable diseases.

He didn't expect that this kind of thing happened to himself.

"Little Brother, do me a favor, my mother is seriously ill and there is no way to do it."

The stocky man's eyes were red.

"Human blood does not cure disease, and the filth enters the body, but it will kill your mother."

Yang Yu sighed in his heart, took out five silver tael from his arms, He pushed back the steamed buns and pieces of silver stuffed by the man:
"Go and buy medicine..."

"Is there not enough money? I, I can borrow it..." "

The man's face turned red and he said eagerly.

Yang Yu took a deep breath and pushed the man to stagger:
"get lost!"

"wu wu, ah!"

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The man was stunned for a while, and then 'Putong' fell to his knees, crying.

After a corner, Yang Yu stopped and listened to the cry in the rain, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The man may not believe the saying that human blood steamed buns cure all diseases, but he has no choice but to try.

Life is cheap, medicine is expensive.

This may be funny, but it's actually happening.

In the past year, he has seen too many similar things.

"This fucking world..."

sighed, Yang Yu pushed open the door of Wei He's house.

He is in a lot of trouble and has no way or ability to help other people.

Intentional, but powerless.

In the yard, an old monkey named Wang Cai was screeching in the rain, confronting a blown-up wild cat.

Under the eaves, Old Man Wei was smoking a dry cigarette, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing Yang Yu coming back, he pointed at the house and said, "Let's change it. It's not good if the clothes are dirty."

Yang Yu walked under the eaves and put the County Magistrate means conveyed.

"How big of a hatred? To be beheaded with a dull knife?"

Old Man Wei was a little displeased hearing this: "I am waiting for the execution to execute the Imperial Court, not for others. Vent your anger!"

"Then, why don't you go?"

Yang Yu pulled a little pony and sat down, he didn't want to go into the muddy water.

"Don't go?"

Old Man Wei's eyes suddenly widened: "Why, if you don't go, can the old man go in person?"

He has not personally executed for many years since he started accepting dísciple.

Yang Yu had no choice but to explain his concerns.

“The robbery field?”

Once he heard this, Old Man Wei sneered:

“Why is the robbery field in Black Mountain City so good? Under the crossbow, even if thousands of people come, they will all be shot into candied fruit sticks!"

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

Yang Yu was very sober and made a condition that he would go to execution next year.

"One exchange transfusion is far from the end. The second exchange transfusion is also not the same."

Exchange blood is destined to be a long and arduous process.

"The blood energy of young people is lively, and youth is calm. It reaches its peak in middle age. After that, qi and blood decline. Practice martial arts can't go against the law of heaven."

The words end here, Wei He's tone softened slightly, but it was more piercing:
"Although you have a good aptitude, but your family has no money, if you lack courage, you will not be able to do anything in your life."

hearing this , Yang Yu fell silent.

Old Man Wei's words spoke to his heart.

The procedure of the second exchange transfusion is similar to that of the first exchange transfusion, but the medicine ingredients are several times more expensive, and he can't last long for this amount of money.

In Li Eryi's place, there is really no more oil and water to squeeze.

"If you don't go, leave a hundred taels of silver notes, and you don't have to come again.

If you go, pick up the ghost knife on the table. Okay, two knives, whatever you want."

Wei He got up, took off his bamboo hat from the wall, put on his robe, and walked out slowly.

"Yesterday I was talking about the second half of 'Yesterday's play Chunjiao in a cave, and Pan's Golden Lotus garden flirting with his son-in-law'. The old man's heart was so itchy that he had to go."

Having said that, the Old Guy has already gone out. These days, he must go to the teahouse to listen to books at noon every day.

Leaving Yang Yu crouched under the eaves, looking at the drizzle, lost in thought: "Old Guy, you're not afraid of getting sick..."

After a long while, he looked inside the house .

Not to mention the other tentatively, this ghost-headed knife should be touched no matter what.

"Ghost-headed sword..."

When he walked to the case and felt Cauldron of Gluttony's change, the depression in Yang Yu's heart lessened a bit.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the beheading sword with blood-reeking qi.

Om~
Good night everyone.