Mythology

Chapter 22: Warriors? Clearly the source of trouble
As the turbots were gutted one after another, a number of stalls appeared in the southeast corner of the market, claiming to be selling the miscellaneous contents of fish stomachs, but in fact it was not the case and the various chambers of commerce clearly had other intentions.

Yang He noticed the turbot skins drying on both sides of the street.

Fish skin is relatively low in value. It cannot be used for martial arts training and is difficult to make leather armor, so it is placed in stalls for sale.

Yang He narrowed his eyes and saw obvious damage to the fish skin and belly.

Like...

It once had human hands, but they were removed early by the Chamber of Commerce.

"The tide hasn't risen in Jialiang Water Village yet, but the various chambers of commerce have inexplicably caught a large number of turbot. Could it be that the fish are not in the water?"

"But on land?"

Yang He shuddered. It was hard to imagine the scene of turbots crawling all over the ground.

"The various chambers of commerce will certainly not pay much attention to the debris in the stomach of the century-old turbot, but it is difficult to obtain it by taking advantage of the situation. Sigh..."

"Those two monks also have plans in Peibai City."

Yang He felt the situation was very tricky as the sounds of century-old turbot being slaughtered could be heard at the market entrance.

As he wandered among the stalls while thinking, he saw all kinds of antiques that were difficult to distinguish between real and fake, as well as some tattered books placed randomly.

Several detectives recognized Yang He as Old Man Yang's son and greeted him.

Yang He responded one by one, but his mind was observing the evil spirits in their bodies.

What the groom said was true. The monk who had taken in the tiger ghost in the yamen was on the verge of death, and his ghost minions also looked unusually lethargic.

Yang He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the number of constables in Peibai City seemed to be decreasing.

"Tiger Ghost, Sun Qi..."

The Captain Sun mentioned by Old Man Yang should be Sun Qi.

Yang He suspected that Sun Qi might have lost all consciousness and would die in a month or two, which was why the groom dared to be so unscrupulous.

"One or two months is enough to advance to the evil ghost stage even with the anecdote world."

"Unless you acquire new vulgar things."

When the Chamber of Commerce clerk saw Yang He picking and choosing at various stalls, a look of contempt appeared on his face, and his eyes expressed everything that should and should not be said.

Yang He didn't pay much attention to it and weighed the only silver and money left in his arms.

He picked up a book.

"How to sell it?"

"Three taels of silver."

Yang He picked up two more volumes describing folk miscellaneous notes and said, "Post two more."

The Chamber of Commerce clerk waved his hands impatiently.

After paying the money, Yang He stood up and left. He opened the book titled "Pure Yin and Soft Water Power" and the information revealed showed its authenticity.

【Pure feminine water power】

[Created by a heavy water warrior, one needs to take turbot meat to get started. Once mastered, the hungry ghosts born in the body will turn into Dantian.]

Along the way, Yang He has noticed that the various chambers of commerce are intentionally spreading martial arts, and almost every stall has secret manuals for sale.

The martial arts schools in the city did not stop it, apparently because they had reached an agreement with the various chambers of commerce on the distribution of interests.

Yang He had no intention of becoming a martial artist, he was simply using them for collection. The disadvantages of housing hungry ghosts were too horrible, they would be revived if he was not careful.

"Turbot is flooding the market, and martial arts inheritance can be purchased for only three or four taels. It won't be long before a large number of martial artists appear."

A warrior who learns martial arts through secret manuals is not essentially a cultivator.

Lacking the method of raising ghosts, they are more like vessels for containing hungry ghosts.

Yang He suppressed his distracting thoughts and pretended to be a bystander who continued to stroll around. Then he picked up a hungry ghost eyeball.

【Dried hungry ghost eyeballs】

[The Yin objects derived from the organs of hungry ghosts can be refined through the "Hungry Ghost Path" and can give warriors extraordinary eyesight. ]

It takes twelve eyeballs for the Ghost Pupil to advance to the Evil Ghost Stage. Currently, it is still a long way from the promotion, but the materials can be collected in advance.

Yang He had spent most of his money, so he set out to leave.

He did not pass by the market entrance, but used his spiritual vision to observe a few things, because the hundred-year-old turbot was huge and could be seen without a close distance.

Now twelve butchers are descaling the animals, and it will take a conservative estimate of seven to eight days to finish the process. Yang He walked a few steps and picked up a piece of paper that looked like a flyer.

'Shanhe Martial Arts School recruits a large number of martial artists. The price is affordable and fair to everyone. You can become a martial artist after training your body for half a year.'

The corner of Yang He's mouth twitched. If it were in the past, he would definitely be tempted.

He threw away the flyer and went into the alley. As soon as he returned home, he took out the miscellaneous notes he had bought and read them.

Trying to find the tip of the iceberg of the current situation in the main world.

The entire miscellaneous notes are stories similar to Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

However, we can indeed find some clues from myths and legends.

It is said that three thousand years ago, when yin and yang were not yet separated, evil spirits were rampant in the world. A god came to the world to subdue and separate yin and yang, and for the next thousand years, there were no more ghosts roaming at night.

From the time the Dasi court was established, no major disasters occurred for two thousand years.

It stands to reason that dynasties will eventually unite after a long period of division, and will eventually divide after a long period of unity. However, the Dasi court never even experienced internal strife, which seems inexplicable.

"Could the allusion world be three thousand years before the main world?"

"otherwise……"

Yang He raised his head and stared at old man Bigan for a few moments.

"It's useless to worry about this. The best strategy is to plan the next trip to the world of allusions. We must get Ghost Eye promoted to the evil ghost stage as soon as possible."

[Ghost Flower 1/3 (31%)]

Yang He suddenly heard footsteps in the courtyard.

"Ahe!"

Old man Yang hurried into the earthen house with excitement in his words.

"Dad, how come you have time to come back early?"

"Hey, isn't there good news?"

Old man Yang held the flyer in his hand and said, "Ah He, practicing martial arts is not more expensive now than before. Why don't you go to Shanhe Martial Arts School to hone your body?"

Yang He was speechless, and said with a wry smile: "With so many martial arts disciples recruited, the coach has no energy to manage them all, and most of them will be wasted."

"Too."

Old man Yang did not force it. After all, he had a son in his old age, so he gave in to Yang He in everything.

Yang He saw that Old Man Yang was about to continue patrolling the streets, and hesitantly asked, "Dad, is the Captain Sun you mentioned earlier okay?"

"Captain Sun is suffering from a chronic disease and only appears once every three or four days."

"Hey."

"He has been getting sicker recently, and I haven't seen Captain Sun for a long time."

Yang He's heart trembled, and some vague thoughts came to his mind.

Old Man Yang noticed the miscellaneous notes in Yang He's hand and said, "Captain Sun has quite a few books in his study. If there is a chance, I can ask Captain Sun if I can lend you one or two books."

"What books?"

"I occasionally saw it when Captain Sun taught us martial arts. I rarely read other books, mainly the one on Inner Alchemy."

Yang He licked his lips. This was indeed the best opportunity to sneak into the government office.

"Dad, is the government still recruiting constables?"

As soon as Yang He said this, the old man Yang suddenly felt a yin energy emanating from him, and the evil spirit in his body began to tremble. "The government will recruit constables at midnight. Remember, it is midnight."

After saying this, Yang Lao’s Chinese tone was no longer dull and his expression returned to normal.

"Ah He, I went to patrol the streets. I just came back from a busy schedule. There has been a lot of work in the government office recently, and the market entrance has to be guarded day and night."

Yang He watched Old Man Yang go away, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

As a cultivator stationed in Peibai City, Captain Sun might have some remaining cultivation methods and could even figure out how to accommodate a second ghost.

As for whether we can start from the world of allusions.

Yang He didn't think that Taiyi Zhenren would teach him without reservation.

He has a disciple for every one of them, but to put it bluntly, the Taoist boy is just Nezha's backup body.

(End of this chapter)