One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Su Heng, with his two guards, walked on the street in the middle of the black market, his eyes lingering on the stalls on both sides, looking for what he needed.

The improvement brought by the breakthrough of Pure Yang Gong is all-round.

Not only the physique, Su Heng's perception has also become unusually sharp. He can smell the stale and moldy smell in the air, and the more obscure smell of blood buried under this corrupt smell. It is obviously not peaceful here, and bloody conflicts often break out, so that even after being washed by rain, this bloody smell cannot be removed, leaving a layer of bloody shadow.

There are still many people coming and going in the black market, but each of them is in a hurry, with their heads down, even if they occasionally look up and observe the surrounding environment, the expression on their faces is very vigilant.

Some people wear masks to hide their true faces.

If you encounter something you want in the black market, you can reach out and gesture the price with the stall owner under the cover of long sleeves. If you can't reach an agreement, leave. If you can reach an agreement, then pay the money quickly and leave. Everyone deliberately lowered their voices to shorten the transaction process as much as possible, for fear of attracting other people's attention.

A faint fishy smell came from the stall in the left front, attracting Su Heng's attention.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat and a linen shorts. When he saw Su Heng coming, the middle-aged man raised his head. Under the wide-brimmed straw hat was a sallow and dull face, looking like a poor old farmer facing the loess and back to the sky.

There was only one thing on the stall in front of the old farmer.

It was a large mass of pure white fat, without any red blood, muscle and veins. But it didn't feel very greasy, the surface was soft and elastic. If it wasn't for the fishy smell of fat, Su Heng would have thought it was a large piece of jelly.

"What is this?" Su Heng showed an interested look on his face and asked in a low voice.

"Taisui meat." The old farmer looked at Su Heng's tall and strong body, and a trace of fear flashed across his dull and withered face, but he still answered seriously, "It grows from the ground. It is very nourishing and can strengthen the yang!"

If you want to sell the medicinal materials well, you should blow it hard in the direction of strengthening the yang... Su Heng complained in his heart. But complaining is complaining, the piece of white meat in front of him is really magical. In addition to the fishy smell, Su Heng also smelled a very faint fragrance on it.

He is very familiar with this smell.

Not long ago, Su Heng smelled the same smell on the flesh of the demon.

"Is this piece of flesh from the demon?" Su Heng thought, but it seems not to be the case. The smell of the demon on it is too light. It should be some kind of companion of the demon.

"How much is a pound?" Su Heng asked.

"One tael of silver per pound." The old farmer stretched out a finger.

"Okay!" Su Heng really needed the piece of Tai Sui meat in front of him, and he was too lazy to bargain. "How many pounds of Tai Sui meat do you have? I want all of it."

"A total of 30 pounds, 30 taels of silver." The old farmer's fingers trembled slightly, and a touch of red light appeared on his sallow face. He was so excited that he could not suppress it.

Su Heng waved his hand, took out a few silver coins from his arms, and threw them in front of the old farmer.

The old farmer took it and weighed it twice, knowing that the weight was not bad.

"All this meat is yours." The old farmer carefully stuffed the silver into his arms, put on a straw hat, turned around and hurriedly disappeared into the darkness. He even didn't want the stall in front of him, and the red lanterns on the stall.

This Tai Sui meat looks soft, but it is actually quite tough.

Su Heng packed it in a saddle bag and hung it diagonally on his shoulders.

The two guards beside him wanted to carry it for Su Heng, but Su Heng shook his head and refused.

On the one hand, the two guards were ordinary people. It was not easy to walk more than ten kilometers of mountain roads carrying dozens of kilograms of heavy objects.

On the other hand, this piece of Tai Sui meat was suspected to be related to demons, and Su Heng was also afraid that they would be contaminated with unclean things. As for himself, he didn't care, and the weight of dozens of kilograms was really nothing to Su Heng, and he didn't feel any effort.

Continue to wander in the black market, from east to west.

Su Heng spent nearly a hundred taels of silver and bought a few martial arts.

These martial arts are not internal skills like Chunyang Gong, but some sword techniques and moves. Although they can be regarded as exquisite, they are not at the same level as Chunyang Gong in value and effect.

The reason for buying,

mainly Su Heng felt that some of the force techniques explained in it were worth learning.

Moreover, in the foreseeable future, as demons further recover and the world becomes more and more chaotic, Su Heng plans to set up a small scripture pavilion at home to collect martial arts from the rivers and lakes for the servants and guards at home to learn.

Even if he couldn't fight against the demons, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with some ordinary people who took the opportunity to cause trouble.

After all, the Su family is a big family with a lot of wealth.

Once the order collapses, there will be countless people who are jealous, so we have to prepare in advance.

Su Heng was a little disappointed that he didn't collect the inner cultivation method such as Chunyang Gong on the black market. But with these sword techniques and boxing techniques, it was worth the trip. Especially the more than 30 kilograms of Tai Sui meat, which was a complete surprise.

"This harvest is far beyond expectations," Su Heng left with the package on his back.

He bought classics along the way, spent a lot of money, and attracted a lot of attention.

Some of the masked people wandered around Su Heng vaguely, and it was obvious that they had already had evil intentions in their hearts. Su Heng was not afraid, and even had some expectations. If these people wanted to take the opportunity to rob, he would beat them to death.

It has been more than five years since I traveled to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Su Heng lived a life of luxury, never encountered any great danger, and never killed anyone.

But after he succeeded in martial arts, especially after he encountered demons, Su Heng's heart gradually began to change. He felt nervous and fearful about the possible conflicts in the future, but also had an inexplicable impulse and excitement. The two emotions were intertwined, but he obviously wanted the latter more.

Unfortunately...

Su Heng walked briskly on the mountain road carrying more than 30 kilograms of heavy objects.

In addition, after practicing the Pure Yang Kung and devouring the flesh and blood of demons, his physique far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Although some villains in the black market are greedy, they still cherish their lives. Money is precious, but you have to be alive to enjoy it. It is really not worth taking such a big risk.

So,

Su Heng and two guards returned to the city.

When the city gates were closed, they saw the bright lights on the streets of the city and the patrolling yamen runners. Both guards breathed a sigh of relief. It was Su Heng who was carrying the thirty kilograms of Tai Sui meat, but they were the ones who had cold sweat on their foreheads and were panting.