First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 4

2021-09-03

Chapter 4 Ghost Headed Great Saber
Black Mountain City, inside and out Two cities.

The inner city is the original urban area of Black Mountain City, and the outer city is a mixed place where the nearby villages have migrated over the years.

Not only dirty, but messy.

It's fine during the day, but at night, few people in the outer city dare to go out alone.

Yang Yu works in the yamen. Although he is only an official who is not even a temporary worker, he has heard about killing people and stealing goods.

So, as soon as the evening came, and the stalkers left, Yang Yu went out with the house deed, the land deed, and the broken knife.

The traces of the heavy rain of the past few days are still there, and the road is still a little muddy.

Yang Yu carefully walked through the alley, avoiding the rogues wandering in the alley, and walked towards the inner city.

"There are many forces in the outer city, and there are also the Major Sect sect with many people like Lianshengjiao. But you can't trade with them..."

Yang Yu calmly and carefully thinking.

A year is enough for him to have a general understanding of Black Mountain City. Compared with the chaotic outer city, the inner city is much better.

At least it won't look so ugly.

“wu wu ~”

On the road, Yang Yu could faintly hear someone sobbing, and many people were hanging white cloth.

"It's dead again."

Yang Yu sighed in his heart and quickened his pace.

There must be vultures hovering in the carrion land, eating the dead, not only his family will encounter it.

Yang Yu entered the inner city just before the inner city closed, and the family turned a few streets and came to an alley.

In the past year, he didn't do anything, and whenever he had free time, he didn't go to Mongolia to learn Chinese characters.

I came here to learn martial arts.

Of course, this is not a martial arts hall. With its background, it cannot afford the high tuition fees.

Everyone knows that rich fight while the poor write, but in fact, it has nothing to do with ordinary person.

dong dong dong ~
The door was not closed, but Yang Yu knocked on the door and walked into the yard lightly.

……

“There are twenty-four bones on the back, or there are differences between men, women and children, but they are not bad!”

“Fuck Beheading with a knife requires recognizing the bones, this is craftsmanship, and it is also compassion!"

"...A person dies and everything goes away, and a person who commits a crime has its own laws and regulations. , just remember..."

"One knife, only one knife! One knife is law enforcement, two knifes, that is brutal killing, it really hurts Yin's morality and hurts the law of heaven!"

"This is the biggest rule in our business!"

......

In the courtyard wall of ash-gray, a group of teenagers squatted in the corner, holding wooden knives in both hands. There are stones falling from each of the wrist blades.

The autumn day is already cold, and the evening is even cooler, but several people are dripping with sweat.

An old man was sitting on a wooden chair, staring at the group of young people and reprimanding them from time to time.

This old man is not young, the hair under the hood is already gray, and the face is full of frost and wrinkles. In his arms, there is a gray and dull old monkey squatting.

The dry old hand kept stroking the back of the old monkey's neck.

“Huh!”

Yang Yu stood outside the courtyard without stepping forward, quietly listening to Old Man Wei scolding dísciple.

This lame Old Man Wei is well known in Black Mountain City.

It is said that he joined the army with the villagers when he was young. After returning from a serious injury, he became an executioner. Now some executioners in Black Mountain City are his disciples.

Not counting his participation in the army, in the past few years alone, nearly a hundred people have been beheaded by him.

A real tough character.

Yang Yu didn't say anything, quietly watching these teenagers practice swords.

These young people came earlier than him. Some have been practicing for seven or eight years, and some have been training for three or four years.

It is Old Man Wei's rule that he has to do odd jobs for three years before he can carry a wooden knife.

Yang Yu has been playing for less than a year. Naturally, he has listened to the reprimand, but he has not touched the knife yet.

"Let's practice, if you learn this, let's not say too much, at least three meals a day, and a roof to cover your head. p>

Old Man Wei reprimanded the dísciple slowly, and finally glanced at Yang Yu.

"Living on the streets and eating dirt..."

Yang Yu smiled wryly, isn't that what he's talking about?
A little over a year ago, he woke up from this world and became a little beggar without a parent and mother. If he hadn't been adopted by the Old Yang couple, he would have literally starved to death outside the city.

People are starving to death, they really can eat anything.

He has really eaten dirt...

"Many people look down on our business, but we do what we are told and rely on our ability to eat. How can we shame people?"

Old Wei stood up, holding the monkey and pacing, one foot deep and the other shallow, wanting to walk in the house:
"Eat, don't be shabby, let the old parents starve to death on the street, that's the only way. Shame!"

Yang Yu followed silently with a sullen face.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Old Man Wei waved his hand, and the old monkey 'zhi zhi' called a few times and ran up to the old locust tree in the courtyard.

"I know I can't hide it from the teacher..."

The light in the room is even dim, Yang Yu slightly bowed his head and smiled bitterly, explaining his purpose.

Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the decorations in the room and landed on the case in the center of the room.

On the case, there is a large knife without a sheath.

The sword is broad and square, with a thick back and a broad face, and a ghost head carved on the handle.

Yang Yu recognized that this knife was the one that Old Man Wei held to behead nearly a hundred heads.

Normally, Old Man Wei treats him like a treasure and would never let others come across him even once.

In the past, Yang Yu was envious but didn't have much thought, but at this time, his heart skipped a beat.

'Is this Ghost Headed Great Saber also an ingredient? '

"hehe ~"

Old Man Wei picked up the teacup, sat upright, hearing this, and replied in a mild manner:
"Yang Family can't be What is considered, but why should an old man buy these acres of real estate and cause trouble?"

"It's not a buy, it's a gift!"

Yang Yu gave up fluke and clenched the teeth .

He directly took out the house deed and land deed together and slapped it directly on the table.

Old Man Wei is the trade partner he has long thought of.

Firstly, this Old Man Wei is not afraid of those relatives in the Yang Family, and secondly, he is studying under him in the end.

Although they are not masters and disciples, they have some kind of incense love.

Compared to others, it is a lot better after all.

"oh?"

Old Man Wei glanced at Yang Yu in surprise, and then sneered: "Is it a cub selling Ye Tian, doesn't it hurt! Old Yang is accumulating all these things. , it can be used for most of my life."

"No matter how much stuff you can't keep, it's useless."

Yang Yu is very sober.

Rather than being eaten and wiped clean by those so-called relatives, he would rather give away these fields and make a deal that is beneficial to him.

Wei He dísciple a lot, he can't believe that this old fogey really disregarded his face and took these things in vain.

“Old man looked down on you.”

Old Man Wei put down the teacup and gave Yang Yu a deep look.

Wei He was not very impressed with this kid who came under his own door. What he remembered most clearly was that this kid once ate soil.

At this point, I was really surprised.

Yang Yu lowered his head and said nothing.

"Um..."

Wei He picked up the deed, and after a moment of indifference, he said:

"You call me teacher, old man. Naturally, I won’t ask you for these things for nothing. In this way, your two years of apprenticeships will be exempted, and starting tomorrow, let’s practice swords with them!”

“Hoo!”

When the boulder in his heart fell, Yang Yu sighed in relief:

"Yes, master."

(end of this chapter)