Yang Zhi lay on the grass, let a stream of heat swim in the body, the Yang family does not have a family heirloom of internal strength, this is the Xiaoyaomen branch of Hua Peng Gong, a Taoist priest passed on to Yang Zhi's father, is to hope that Yang Zhi practice can get rid of the blue spots on the face;

Yang Zhi's father consulted Zhou Dong, the world's No. 1 master who was still in the Imperial Boxing Gym at that time, and Zhou Tong said that once Hua Penggong broke through the bottleneck period and entered the room, he could be integrated with weapons, and his skill skyrocketed several times. But in Xiaoyaomen, except for the predecessor who created Hua Peng Gong, there has never been a second person who has practiced to that realm, so Hua Peng Gong will become a kung fu that Xiaoyao Gate allows to be passed on at will.

But at the moment, the heat was very comfortable, Yang Zhi was lying there, letting the heat sliding in his body like a little monster, experiencing all kinds of different feelings, and for a while he forgot the time and forgot that he was in prison. I don't know how long it took for Yang Zhi to hear Uncle Yan's shouts and the sound of chains, and he recovered from his practice.

Uncle Yan added porridge to Yang Zhi's bowl, handed it to Yang Zhi and said: "When I came at noon, I saw you asleep, I thought you were working too hard, and I shouted twice and saw that you didn't respond, but it was still like this at night, but it frightened me, thinking that you were the same as those of your companions, and you were sick again." Fortunately, seeing that you are clear-eyed, you should have overslept. ”

Listening to Uncle Yan casually talk about the dead companions again, Yang Zhi felt a little embarrassed, as a modern person, Yang Zhi thought that he should do his best for his dead comrades; the next day when he met Cai Fulai, Yang Zhi asked, Cai Fu hesitated for a moment and said: "These people have been thrown into the ice cellar behind the prison." At that time, you came back from the dead, we were afraid that we were cheating the corpses, so we threw away the corpses one by one in a panic, you were because of Uncle Yan, he thought you were still angry when he moved you, and chatted with me for a long time, waiting for the prison doctor to make sure that you were alive. ”

Yang Zhi bowed and said, "Lord Cai, can you let me go to the cellar to have a look?"

Cai Fu stared at Yang Zhi and said, "Yang Daxia, I'm afraid you want to fish up the corpse, right? In fact, why should you, their family members are afraid of being responsible, so they all say no." The corpse will not rot in the cellar, and there is nowhere to send it if you fish it up, and if the corpse decomposes and causes a plague, it is your and my sin. ”

Yang Zhi's throat choked, Cai Fu was right, he was still in prison, that kind of thought was superfluous; Yang Zhi thought about it and said unwillingly: "Lord Cai, even if the villain owes you a favor, you let me go down, everyone brings some relics up, and it is also considered to give an explanation to their families, they are all colleagues who have eaten in a rice pot." ”

Cai Fu saw that Yang Zhi was sincere and not fake, so he praised: "Yang Daxia is a real man, I will fulfill you, and let Uncle Yan and Cai Qing accompany you." ”

Cai Fu is really a trustworthy person, two days later, Cai Qing came with a fifty-meter-long rope, called Uncle Ji and Yang Zhi, all the way to the back of the ice cellar; this is a dead corner of the prison, inaccessible, except for a hundred-year-old locust tree, there is not even a single wildflower in the yard, fungi can be seen everywhere, gloomy, with a smell of death. Cai Qing tied one end of the rope to the old locust tree and said, "Yang Zhi, I don't know how deep it is underneath, after letting you go down, if you can't reach the end, you can climb up by yourself; ”

Yang Zhi agreed, first put the rope down from the well of the ice cellar, and saw that the rope became soft at the end, Yang Zhi knew that the ice cellar was not thirty meters deep, so he slid down the rope; Fortunately, Yang Zhi's current body is indeed the body of a master, not only landing all the way to the ground cleanly, but also seems to be able to resist the cold environment of the ice cellar.

There wasn't a lot of ice in the ice cellar, but it was cold, the floor and walls were covered with a thin layer of ice, and the ground was littered with corpses, the bodies of eight soldiers stacked on top of each other. Yang Zhi turned over the faces of these soldiers, and his mind gradually appeared in the eight people's every move on weekdays, although they were arrogant and lazy, but they still had the love of robes, Yang Zhi took a few memorable things from each of them, tore their clothes and broke them into eight different small bags.

Just as Yang Zhi was about to climb up, a faint voice came from the corner of the wall: "Who are you?"

Yang Zhi was startled, his heart almost stopped beating, and he slowed down before turning around to find the source of the sound, and in a corner, he saw a person sitting against a wall, and all his limbs were cut off. Yang Zhi walked over cautiously, this is a middle-aged man, with a delicate face, thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, the material of his clothes is good, and there is a lot of frost on his body; I am a scholar from Zhengzhou. ”

Yang Zhi shook his head, he hadn't heard of it, and the scholar of Zhengzhou took a breath and asked, "Does Wang Yu, the squire of the military department, know?"

Yang Zhi's memory suddenly woke up, just a few months ago, because of the fighting with Lin Lingsu, Wang Yu, the squire of the military department, was killed for the crime of demon rebellion, one of which was Wang Yu's practice of double cultivation with others; Zhengzhou scholars looked at Yang Zhi's expression and said: "I am that person, in fact, it is not a double cultivation, Wang Yu has not practiced internal skills since he was a child, I used my own skills to open up the meridians for him, and I was slandered." I'm not asking you to do anything for me, but there's a secret that you can't take to Hades. ”

Yang Zhi shook his head decisively and said, "I'm not interested in secrets. ”

Yang Zhi is not afraid of things, but he doesn't want to cause trouble, he turns around and leaves after speaking, and the Zhengzhou scholar still tells the secret word by word: "There is an iron box buried under the ginkgo tree behind the old house of Wang Yu's family. ”

After the words were finished, Yang Zhi heard a strange sound, and when he looked back, the Zhengzhou scholar had committed suicide by biting his tongue, presumably the secret of the iron box had been supporting him, and he survived by drinking ice in the ice cellar. Yang Zhi jumped to the side of the Zhengzhou scholar in one step, and found that he was indeed dead, and his vitality was broken, so he could only sigh and climb out of the ice cellar along the rope with the relics of eight colleagues.

Uncle Yan grabbed Yang Zhi and asked, "All the people inside are dead?"

"They're all dead. Yang Zhi instantly understood that Uncle Yan was asking a scholar from Zhengzhou, and deliberately pretended not to know and said: "I brought all the relics of the eight people, and I can ask Cai Jiejie to inform their families, so I took it as a matter of concern." ”

"That's good, that's good. "Uncle Yan is in his fifties, muttering about the old dragon clock, but Yang Zhi does not dare to despise it at this moment, he can judge his resurrection, and quietly let himself go to the ice cellar, Uncle Yan is by no means a simple person; When Cai Fu got the things, he felt an obvious sense of relief, praised Yang Zhi a few words, and walked briskly.