The first cause of all realms

Chapter 6 Exchange Blood?

Hu Wan is rich.

This was Yang Qiu's first impression of this Senior Brother Hu.

There are three major districts in the outer city of Heishan, each district has a butcher, and Hu Wan is the butcher in his district.

Not only is he as burly as a bear, but the twenty or thirty men under his command are also big-armed and powerful.

Even some small gangs in the outer city dare not provoke them.

"Hey!"

As soon as he stepped out of the gate of the inner city, Yang Jue heard his brother Hu sneer: "Junior Brother Yang, are you being targeted?"

"Wang Six."

Those people squatted here majesticly, Yang Qiu could naturally see and recognize them.

The tallest of them, named Wang Liu, was the concubine of the woman who went to his house that day. He beat chickens and scolded dogs on weekdays, and he was a famous gangster of theirs.

"Look!"

Hu Wan smiled "hehe", opened his voice, and stopped the bastards who were about to run away: "Grandson, come here, grandpa!"

Wang Liu and the others froze, turned their heads, their faces were uglier than crying: "Wang Liu met Big Brother Hu..."

"Brother is also your name?"

Before he finished speaking, Hu Wanpu covered Wang Liu's face with his big hand like a fan, and the nosebleed flew out mixed with his teeth:

"Call Master Hu!"

"Hey~"

Wang Liu was beaten to the ground, crying and howling: "Hu, Master Hu, you, why did you hit me?"

"What? Grandpa can't beat you?"

Hu Wan kicked again, Wang Liu rolled around a few times, only to feel black in front of his eyes, and was almost kicked to death.

The other bastards were watching the two battles, not to mention getting involved, and they didn't dare to run.

They just bullied the honest people a bit. When they met a big butcher like Hu Wan, how could they get tough?

"Grandpa, Grandpa Hu, don't, stop beating..."

Wang Liu was stunned by the beating, lying on the ground and begging for mercy, his crotch was wet a lot.

"Things like pigs and dogs, dare to eat people?"

With disgust on Hu Wan's face, thick yellow phlegm spit on Wang Liu's face, and kicked him up again:
"Fuck you motherfucker!"

Wang Liu groaned for a while, but he couldn't even get up.

Being held up by two bastards, he howled and walked away in embarrassment.

"Thank you, Brother Hu."

Yang Ju hurriedly clasped his fists to express his thanks, and felt relieved in his heart.

"Thank you? I'll help you for a while. This kind of pig and dog is the most difficult thing to deal with. If you want to solve it, it depends on yourself."

Hu Wanyi waved his hand: "If you want to thank, thank the old man."

Yang Ju nodded, but he also raised caution in his heart.

He and Hu Wan had only met a few times, and this time he made the move because Wei He told him that if he wanted to deal with the threat, he still had to look at himself.

"Don't worry too much."

Seeing that Yang Qiu didn't speak, Hu Wan said again: "Most of these bastards are from poor families, and they rely on ruthless words to get along. After you practice for a few days, they won't dare to provoke you."

Along the way, Yang Jian didn't let go of this opportunity, and asked Hu Wan about sword skills, and also asked about some things in the outer city.

After walking through a few streets, Hu Wan suddenly stopped when he was approaching the square, and he turned into an alley with Yang Qiang.

"Ok?"

Yang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw a high platform erected at some point in the square, and an old Taoist who looked like a fairy, was muttering something.

Under the high platform, a large group of people were standing or sitting. They were old and young, men and women, but they didn't make a sound, which looked extremely strange.

"I can't stay in this outer city, I can't wait..."

Hu Wan muttered, his face a little ugly: "Your mother, even my brothers have been dragged in."

"Evil door, evil door!"

Hu Wan went to two evil gates in succession, dragging Yang Jue to detour, but he didn't even dare to hit him face to face.

"Brother Hu is very afraid of this Liansheng sect?"

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

In the past six months, this was the first time he had seen someone despise the Liansheng Sect. Others, including his mother-in-law, thought that this sect was a good teaching for curing diseases and saving lives.

As time passed, he almost thought that he was too suspicious.

At this time, seeing Hu Wan's face full of fear, he couldn't help asking.

"I will be afraid of him?"

Hu Wan's face darkened, he denied it categorically, scanned the surroundings, and then lowered his voice: "This Liansheng sect is very evil!"

"Aren't they treating diseases and saving lives?"

Yang Yu pretended not to understand.

"Burning a few talismans can heal diseases and save people? If you have the ability, why don't you work for the emperor Laozi and come here to see a doctor for us bitter people?"

Hu Wan 'hehe' sneered a few times and said:
"In our outer city, more people died of illness this year than in previous years, and they were all young people. Hehe..."

Having said that, Hu Wan suddenly stopped talking, and Yang Jue raised his head suddenly, only to see a white-clothed man who looked like he was wearing sackcloth and filial piety outside the alley leading a group of people passing by.

The leader even glanced at Hu Wan.

"so close……"

Hu Wan was gasping for breath, with beads of sweat on his forehead, seeing Yang Jue's strange eyes, he was very annoyed:
"If I hadn't "changed blood" a few days ago, I would have brought people to overthrow this bird sect long ago!"

Yang Priest asked the question out of curiosity, but upon hearing Hu Wan's words, he immediately grasped the important point:

"Exchange blood?"

"You don't know? By the way, you are just getting started."

Hu Wan wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and didn't want to move for a while, so he leaned against the wall to rest for a while:
"When we practice martial arts, whether it's swords or guns or fists, in the final analysis, it depends on who has the fastest speed and the strongest strength. But the body has been polished to a certain level, and if you want to increase it, you have to 'replace blood'."

exchange blood...

Listening to Hu Wan's words, Yang Jue's eyes lit up.

At this time, he recalled that it was true that Hu Wanwan was tall and powerful, but Wang Liu was also a seven-foot man, but he was beaten by Hu Wan like a son and had no strength to fight back.

As for Hu Wan's [-]-jin body, old man Wei lifted it up with one hand. He was a little surprised at the time, but now he was a little stunned.

It turned out to be a blood exchange.

"Brother, how can I exchange blood?"

Yang prison asked.

"You want to exchange blood? Do you know how much medicinal materials you need to eat? My father has killed pigs for 30 years, and I have killed pigs for more than ten years. That's all.
One exchange of blood almost caused a famine, just you..."

Hu Wan shook his head again and again:

"Poor culture and rich martial arts, do you think it's just talk?"

Yang Ju didn't speak, just pinched the stone in his pocket.

No herbs, maybe stones, okay?
"All right, all right, you'd better ask the old man about these things."

Seeing that Yang Qiu was still asking questions, Hu Wandun felt a little dizzy, waved his hands, and walked out of the alley.

"Exchange blood, exchange blood..."

Yang Ju chewed these two words over and over again, feeling a great longing in his heart.

In this kind of world, it is really better to rely on yourself than to rely on others.

If he is strong, how can a rogue like Wang Liu dare to come and eat his own family?

……

As the evening approached, Hu Wan, who had eaten a few mouthfuls, was sent away. Yang Qian closed the door and came to the kitchen with a cloth bag.

Start a pot to boil water, then pour a few bags full of selected 'stones' into the pot for steaming.

After tossing and washing it many times, the water was emptied, picked it up, packed it, and carried it back to the room.

"Isn't it just eating stones?"

"eat!"

Yang prison closed the doors and windows, and placed bags of boiled stones on the bedside, and then lay down on the bed with his clothes closed, and closed his eyes.

Gritting his teeth, he called out the 'Ding of Gluttony'.

"Refining!"

　It's a little late to mail the contract.

　
(End of this chapter)