Phew!

Huhu~

 In the biting cold wind, Yang Yu was holding a gray bunt, with his sleeves rolled up, his fists and feet shaking, and he was beating the snow against the wind.

His figure undulated, moving with the wind, and his steps seemed to lift and fall. Wherever he passed, large amounts of snow rose and fell, and were extinguished by the wind of his claws.

 After a long time, he slowly retracted his fist, exhaled, and sweated.

“Fistes, feet, fingers and palms are the most ferocious in capturing! If you don’t move, you will break a person’s muscles and bones and grab their internal organs. There are some masters of capturing in the Qingzhou Army. Once they make a move, they will be like evil tigers, extremely ferocious.”

 Wang Wu, whose injury has improved a lot, stands aside with his hands behind his hands, commenting from time to time:

 “You have already entered the house.”

Tan Hong looked at it expressionlessly, but he was actually a little envious in his heart.

 His sword skills have been perfected and his claws have been practiced so well, which really makes him feel a little unstable.

 “It’s just a small amount of progress.”

  Putting away his airs, Yang Yu also had a smile.

 Martial arts is the way to fight after all. With the experience of previous battles, his various martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds in the past half month.

The tiger-shaped grappler has made a lot of progress, but the biggest improvement is still in the iron crotch skill.

Wang Wuwai’s kung fu is far higher than him, so he can naturally give him more pointers. Some tips may seem simple, but you would never have thought of them unless you pointed them out.

 For example, this iron crotch skill.

 Similarly transporting qi and blood to warm and nourish them, after Wang Wu’s guidance, the progress was accelerated by several hundred percent.

“What’s good is good, and what’s bad is bad! Since you want to practice martial arts, you have to keep your bad energy in check. Don’t be too evil, and don’t be too good.”

Wang Wu said, took out his pocket and threw it to Yang Yu:

"I went down from the mountain last night and got your reward. Click a little and see if it's less or more."

 “The great man is righteous.”

Yang Prison was in a better mood, took the money bag and weighed it.

 I really started to take stock.

 Wang Wu on the side stared at him, while Tan Hong, who also received the reward, smiled bitterly.

 How is there any reason to do an inventory in person?

 “When money and goods are both available, children and old men cannot be deceived. You don’t want more, but you can’t do less.”

Yang Yu leaned against the birch tree. As soon as he opened it, he immediately shouted:

“Isn’t this the right amount? Why are there still bottles and jars? Golden sore medicine? Or what?”

 “Why, just silver?”

Wang Wu cursed angrily:

“Things with no vision! Let me tell you, what is in these bottles and jars is the real good stuff! It warms and nourishes blood, increases internal energy, and is a medicine for internal and external injuries!

There is no way, you will never be able to buy it in your life!"

“It warms and nourishes the blood and increases the internal Qi? It is indeed a good practice among the public, and there are such good things.”

Hearing this, Yang Yu’s eyes lit up.

 A few days ago, he had already cultivated the ‘Old Mother Xiang Er Fu Qi Lu’ to the third level. Unfortunately, he was limited by the level of blood exchange and could not make further progress.

 What he cared about most at this time was to warm and nourish his blood and increase his internal energy.

 The former determines the height of his internal and external training, while the latter determines the power and durability of his various martial arts.

but……

 “There is no need for the golden sore medicine.”

"Um?"

 Taking two bottles of golden sore medicine, Wang Wu raised his eyebrows:

 “There is no one in the world who won’t get stabbed? Are you sure you don’t want to?”

“Let’s use something that warms and nourishes the blood. If the skin is broken, why waste the medicine?”

 Putting away the package, Yang Yu had some thoughts of trying it now.

 It can make Wang Wuzhen attach great importance to it. This thing must be of some use.

"for you."

 Throwing two porcelain bottles over.

After both of them had finished counting, Wang Wu nodded, took out another package and handed it to Yang Yu:

"Here are the pensions for those brothers. Take it and send it up after you return to the city..."

“Sir, you are not going back to the city?”

Tan Hong’s expression changed.

Yang Yu was startled for a moment, then thought of something.

“Just now, I went back to the village to take a look. As I expected, someone dug the grave and counted the bodies.”

 Wang Wu’s face was expressionless.

Tan Hong looked ugly: "Sir, do you think they are looking for our bodies?"

“Yes or no, I can’t go back to the city with you this time.”

Wang Wu’s tone was cold and decisive:

"Even if something happens, no one will dare to touch you two if I don't show up."

"good."

Taking the package solemnly, Yang Yu asked about Black Mountain City again.

“Don’t believe in anyone except Wang Buddha Treasure.”

 Wang Wu said decisively.

“Wang Fobao is probably to blame for why Heishan is what it is today, right?”

Tan Hong gritted his teeth.

After this incident, he, who already had no good impression of the Heishan County government, became even more disgusted.

“With the muddy water in Heishan County, how many nails can Wang Fobao drive in even if his body is covered in iron?”

Wang Wu shook his head:

 “You underestimate the county magistrate too much.”

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Yang Yu: "Liu Wenpeng is the best among the six Confucian arts. Anyone who underestimates him will die."

Yang Yu is a stimulating spirit.

 Before, he actually had the intention of going to Liu's house in the middle of the night and shaving the county magistrate's head and slit his throat.

 “The people do not fight with the officials, remember, remember.”

Seeing that Yang Yu didn't speak, Wang Wu gave another warning.

 He knew that this boy was not a peaceful man.

“I have always abided by the law, sir, don’t worry.”

Yang Yu smiled.

 “Okay, you can go back.”

 Wang Wu waved his hands and was about to leave.

"etc."

Yang Yu called Wang Wu again and asked him if he had any useless weapons or antiques that were very old.

“Sell what you don’t need, of course. Who wants to keep so many junk items?”

Wang Wu rolled up his sleeves impatiently and wanted to leave.

Tan Hong, who had been frowning and saying nothing, raised his head and said solemnly:

“Sir, if you move your family to Anding County, how much money will it cost?”

"Um?"

 …

There were more than ten people there when we left, but no one saw us off.

 There were only two of us when we arrived, but many people greeted us.
To be continued...