The First Cause of All Realms

Chapter 26: Cut after the fall!

Did you put it on yourself?

Yang Yu's eyes flickered for a moment, but he didn't speak.

Thinking back on that cold-faced head hunter, I don't seem to see that he still has such a warm heart.

Pressing his thoughts, Yang Prison and the old jailer got into a relationship with their parents.

The jailer's name is Wang San, and he is the oldest person in the prison. According to himself, he is sixteen as a jailer, and this year is already sixty-six.

He has no children or daughters, and he lives and eats in the big prison, and he has not been out of the prison for many years.

The jailer's work was much more leisurely than Yang prison imagined. After a whole day, there was nothing to do except chat with the old jailer.

Escorting the prisoner to work in the mine naturally has nothing to do with him.

"Okay, you'll get to know yourself slowly. That's what we do in this business. You can do whatever you want, even if you sleep, as long as the prisoners don't lose it, it's up to you."

The old jailer walked away slowly with a smoking bag in his mouth.

Yang Yu watched the old jailer leave, digesting his words in his heart.

The Heishan City Great Prison occupies a very large area, and a person like him will guard a large area, with about forty prisoners.

And the prison guards in Heishan City are far faster than the arrests. It is said that there were about a hundred people at their peak.

"Four thousand prisoners, which one would be the target of Lianshengjiao?"

Yang Yu touched his chin and thought to himself.

He didn't forget his purpose in going to prison.

In the conversation with Wang Er, he also confirmed that in recent months, there have indeed been many new jailers who came in because the old jailer was killed.

However, the Heishan City Prison is huge, with a hundred guards and 4,000 prisoners, there is no way to tell who is the Liansheng Cult.

And what is the goal of Lianshengjiao?

After thinking for a while, Yang Prison slipped the oil lamp and began to patrol the cell.

The entire Montenegro Prison extends in all directions. The jurisdictions of a hundred jailers are connected to each other, and each jurisdiction has ten cells.

There are one or two people, or four or five people, and they have different control and treatment because of the severity of their crimes.

Most of these prison cells under his jurisdiction are full of grievous sins, but the sins do not lead to death.

Yang Prison patrols the cells from cell to cell. These prisoners are either numb, indifferent, or shouting hysterically, but all of them are skinny and ragged.

The law of the Ming Dynasty had extremely strict control over the death penalty.

Taizu Zhang Yuanzhu believed that human life is a creation of heaven, and only the 'Son of Heaven' is qualified to determine life and death.

Therefore, all states, prefectures, and counties in the world do not have the right to behead criminals.

Only after reporting the death penalty and obtaining the consent of the imperial court can the execution be executed uniformly after the autumn.

But keeping these prisoners is also a huge expense. Many prisons in county towns often reduce the food ration of the prisoners and increase their labor.

Many prisoners often die in large prisons just like this.

When relatives come to make trouble, often they can only get the answer of "suicide because of fear of crime".

The first day of being a jailer passed while wandering in Yang Prison, and the next few days were no different.

There was no clue for a while, and he was not in a hurry.

Every day when I go to work, I paddle in the water. It seems to be sleeping, but in fact, I practice the exercises. At night, I soak in a medicated bath, and at the same time, I refine the newly obtained ingredients "yellow ancient books" in the cauldron of gluttony.

One exchange transfusion is just the beginning, and there are two and three exchange transfusions on top.

The strength of blood qi is not only related to the strength of inner qi, but also restricts the progress of martial arts.

For a blood exchange, no matter whether the internal training method of convincing qi or the external training hard skills can only be cultivated to the third level.

The iron crotch technique and the method of convincing Qi each have nine layers.

Naturally, Yang Prison will not stop the pace of blood exchange.

For the rest of the time, he wandered among the many stalls, small shops, and even pawnshops on the North and South Streets.

I want to find other ingredients.

Unfortunately, I only found a handkerchief that recorded the 'wind-chasing step'.

When people sell things in the market, they tend to buy new things instead of old ones. They want to buy old things, but there is no place to buy them.

After all, in places like Heishan City, there is no 'Yashi' who appreciates antique calligraphy and painting.

Country gentlemen, prefer grain and gold.

It is not easy to find one.

Just like that, in a flash, half a month passed.

Or the reason why he knew the iron crotch technique, the refining this time was surprisingly smooth, and it took only ten days before and after refining it.

Obtained the iron crotch skill in this ancient book.

Sure enough, with the comparison, Yang Yu found that the same iron crotch skill was refined by the cauldron of gluttony, and it seemed to be pretty much the same.

However, there are only some minor changes.

The Tie Crotch Technique, which made him unable to enter the door for more than ten days, successfully entered the door on the first day after refining the ancient book.

"Iron Crotch Art, finally done."

In the dark corner of the prison, Yang prison slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, with a touch of joy.

At the same time, I also felt the difference in my body.

The warm internal air flowed to the crotch, as if covering the crotch with a layer of iron clothing, and at the same time, the strength of the waist and abdomen also increased a lot.

The increase in strength is enough. As for whether it can resist heavy blows, or even swords, he is unwilling and afraid to try.

"The waist and crotch are an important place that cannot be ignored in the power of a person. The increase in the strength of the waist and crotch has increased my strength in disguise."

Yang Yu was satisfied:

"According to what is said in Tie Crotch Art, this is the first level for me? It's better to be convinced by the method, I'm afraid I'm already on the second level..."

His progress was far more than that.

Closing his eyes slightly, the progress bar on the wall of the tripod is vivid in his mind:

[Exchange Blood: Progress (16/100) Second Exchange Blood]

[My mother wants to convince me: Progress (9/100) Level 1]

[Iron Crotch Art: Progress (3/100) Level 1]

[Step by the Wind: Progress (25/100) Level 3]

In half a month, Yang Prison's progress was extremely rapid.

Not only did he cultivate the service record to the second level, but also to the third level~www.novelmt.com~ After eating some 'iron beads' to replenish physical strength and gluttony, Yang Yu got up.

He first relaxed and opened his muscles and bones, and then moved his steps to swing the broken knife, while practicing the knife technique and the wind-chasing step.

The progress of martial arts in the arts is not restricted by the level of blood energy.

"Unfortunately, there is no progress in my swordsmanship. Maybe that's the reason why I didn't get a complete swordsmanship?"

While Xu Xu practiced, Yang Yu had a scruple in his heart.

The sword technique naturally fell on Old Man Wei.

He was almost certain that the ghost-headed knife must be an ingredient that could be refined!

However, he was not in a hurry, but waited.

After the autumn has arrived, the execution ground has been cleaned up, and the prisoners on the death row have also arrived at the time to leave with the autumn.

tata tao~

Half an hour later, Yang Yu's heart moved, and he slowly pulled back and looked towards the prison door.

It was the young man who went to look for Weihe that day to catch the fast.

"Yang Prison!"

The catcher stopped in the distance, covering his nose and beckoning.

Yang Prison casually handed the key to another jailer, and followed the arrester out of the door.

Not as he expected.

The day of the beheading in the late autumn has arrived.

The old parents of Heishancheng, who have the nickname of "the sky is three feet high", also rarely ascended to the hall, and wanted to refer to a vicious criminal in the prison.

"This scorpion is extremely vicious. It is said that he has practiced a horizontal practice to a very high level. In order to arrest this person, we killed many brothers.

Among them, there is a nephew of our adult. "

Cha Kuai kept walking and talking, trying to explain the situation to Yang Prison as concisely as possible:

"When you execute your execution at noon tomorrow, remember to kill this person first!"

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