The First Cause of All Realms

A banquet seemed to be enjoyed by the host and guests, and it was not until evening that Yang Prison left the manor.

It wasn't until he looked at Yang Prison's back that was drifting away, Yang Baotian's face suddenly darkened: "Little beast, don't be afraid of being held to death!"

"I will make him spit it out sooner or later!"

The smirk on Yang Kui's face couldn't hold back anymore. He raised his foot and kicked the small tree beside the broken road, his distressed face was a little distorted:

"This kid is too careful, no drops of water will get in... What should we do? How about we just catch the old woman?"

Who would have thought that after a banquet, this kid didn't even get a drop of water in? Rao is that they have prepared something and have nowhere to start.

"Go back and talk about it!"

Yang Baotian glanced at his son coldly, then turned back to the house.

……

He declined the return of the Yang family sedan chair, and Yang prison left with a large bag and a small bag.

After walking for a few miles and making sure no one was following, he found a shady bush, sat on the ground, and opened the things he got from the Yang family.

There are three silver notes, three hundred taels, two gold ingots and twenty taels, as well as some unremarkable antiquities, including pendants, silk silk, and broken books.

"This Yang family, something is wrong."

While playing with a few antiques at will, Yang Yu became more and more certain in his heart.

A prisoner's annual salary is only 12 taels. Now he is 16, and he can barely save 500 taels if he does not eat or drink until he reaches 66.

If you were to be a temporary worker, you would have to go without food or drink for 250 years!

At the banquet, he was a lion who spoke loudly, but what he didn't expect was that the father and son of the Yang family, although trembling with pain, actually agreed.

A mere squire, with only seven or eight generations of heirlooms, can he afford so much money?

In that big prison, what exactly is there?

Thinking about it in his heart, Yang Yu picked out one of the many antiquities, and it was an unremarkable bronze tiger pendant.

"With two ingredients, it's a worthwhile trip! What's more, these five hundred taels of silver are almost enough to support my second blood exchange."

Although he was vigilant in his heart, he was quite satisfied with the harvest of this trip.

As soon as I thought about it, I already sensed the information about the new ingredients in the Cauldron of Gluttony:

【Bronze Downhill Tiger】

[Level: OK (upper)]

[Quality: OK (below)]

[Evaluation: Inner and outer skills capture, all kinds of outer skills, capture is the most vicious. 】

[You can get a 'tiger-shaped grappling hand']

[The cauldron of gluttony has insufficient energy storage and cannot be refined]

"It's much more useful than that 'Rejuvenating Qi' technique."

Yang Yu nodded slightly, and was a little worried in his heart.

The gluttonous cauldron needs to refine more and more ingredients, but the energy storage has become slower and slower, and it seems that pig iron is not enough.

Do you want me to swallow gold?

Glancing at the two ingots of gold on the ground, Yang Yu thought.

Pig iron can, but there is no reason why gold can’t. Thinking a little more, mercury, bronze, fermented iron, smelted iron, mysterious iron…

"If this goes on, I will become a monster."

Kneading his temples, Yang Yu gave up the idea of ​​trying.

No way, poor.

Old Man Wei, the medicinal herbs for the second blood exchange are not cheap.

Putting away his things, Yang Yu was not busy returning to the city. He found a small wood far away from the official road, set up a bonfire, and began to practice swordsmanship.

It wasn't until the night became more solemn that the momentum slowly came to an end.

"In a few days, Tie Crotch Technique will enter the second level."

Wiping off the sweat, Yang Yu had a smile.

The existence of the progress bar will not make it easier for him to practice martial arts, but he can intuitively feel his progress bit by bit, which is fascinating.

There is a feeling of being obsessed with games in a previous life.

Therefore, in the past few months, as long as he practiced the exercises, Yang Prison forgot the time, and he gave up when he was exhausted.

But not today.

Hide the important things close to your body, dig a hole to hide the less important things, turn around, and head towards the Yang Family Manor.

……

Sneak in the night, rushing on the grass.

Seeing the Yang Family Manor from a distance that had not yet turned off the lights, Yang Prison slowed down, looked for a direction, and groped for the past.

After all, the Yang family is just a small country squire. Although this earthen fort is well built, there are not so many people guarding it at night.

Not long after, when the night was dark, Yang Prison had already climbed over the dirt wall, and he glanced at it, only a few scattered lights were on.

After a brief recollection, I recognized that it should be the main room where the guests were received during the day.

"A dinner party at night?"

Yang Yu moved in his heart and approached cautiously.

His memory is very good, and he will never forget the place he has visited once. He bypassed the dark post and the bright post found here during the day, and approached the main room from the back.

He leaned his ear against the wall, and faintly heard human voices.

……

"It's really an honor for the little old man to have the envoy arrive."

After a while, Yang Baotian put down his wine glass and complimented the man in white sitting at the top with a smile.

The man in white was burly and strong, and the spacious white robe was dressed like a tights.

There was no response, the strong man in white was eating meat.

The eyelids of the people who accompanied Yang Kui and others were all jumping wildly. This big man was eating something like a storm, and no matter whether it was meat, bones, or thorns, he couldn't get in.

"Come again!"

With a flick of the bowl and chopsticks, the big man didn't seem to be satisfied.

Yang Baotian's face changed slightly, seeing this, he could only clap his hands, and let the servants bring wine and meat.

After doing this again and again, until Yang Baotian's old face became a little stiff, the big man hiccupped and wiped his hands on Yang Kui's body.

Then she shoved the silver note on the table into her arms, and she said with satisfaction:

"A bird has faded out of his mouth all the way, and now he is alive."

"It's good that the ambassador is satisfied."

Yang Baotian's smile was a little forced.

This table is enough for ordinary people to eat for two months.

In the long run, who can bear it?

"What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied?"

The big man swept his eyes away coldly and sneered: "What is so much wine, meat, gold and silver? If Japan occupies Montenegro in the future, how can the Holy Religion lose any of your benefits?"

"That is, that is."

Yang Baotian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and smiled.

"Humph."

The big man took a few more sips of wine and asked, "How's the progress of the task given to you?"

"Returning to the ambassador, before the helm master returns from his old man's home, I will definitely complete the task."

Yang Yu responded hastily.

"Hiccup~"

The big man hiccupped: "So, it's not done yet?"

"This this……"

Yang Kui saw sweat on his forehead, and he was speechless.

Or Yang Baotian stepped forward to toast and complained bitterly:

"You don't know, High Envoy, that Wang Fobao is in charge of the internal affairs of Montenegro~www.novelmt.com~ The prison management is extremely strict. Not only us, but the rest of them are also helpless."

"The big prison?"

The big man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect this answer.

He was stunned for a moment, but Yang Baotian's complexion changed greatly, and his old voice became sharp: "You, aren't you?!"

Chong Chong~

Yang Yu and several others also heard that something was wrong, shouted loudly, and drew their swords.

And at this time, in the night, I also remembered an angry roar:

"Wang Wu, you can't escape!"

"Hahaha! Shi Kai? You caught up? So what? What can I do?"

The big man burst into laughter, and with a big wave of his hand, the solid wood Eight Immortals table, which could seat eight people, was blown away, and the wine and vegetables were scattered all over the floor.

He swept across again, knocking the surrounding guards over to the ground, as if he only took one step to exit the gate.

"Stop him!"

In the darkness of the night, the voice of rage approached very quickly.

"Quick, stop him!"

"Can't let him run away!"

Yang Baotian was furious, roaring wildly, causing all the servants and guards to chase him out.

Looking at the mess, thinking about his gold, silver, wine and meat, Yang Baotian swayed, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and almost fell to the ground:

"Qi, anger me too!"

"It's mad at me, and it's mad at me."

Squatting on the ground, Yang Baotian was trembling all over.

Someone handed over a scarf: "Wipe it."

"Uh-huh?!"

Yang Baotian subconsciously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and immediately noticed something was wrong, and raised his head suddenly.

I saw a young man stepping on an upside-down chair, carrying a waist knife on his shoulders, half bowing his head, and looking at himself with a half-smiling smile:

"Old Patriarch, talk about it again?"

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