In the prison, the candles were flickering in the No. 1 cell on the east side, Cai Fu and Zhang Ruhui, the envoy of the Imperial City, stared at the big man lying on the bed board motionlessly, and the two jailers standing guard outside the door did not even dare to breathe, lest they disturb the business of the two adults. In this prison, Cai Fu is the sky and the living king of Hades, but compared to Zhang Ruhui, the envoy of the imperial city, Cai Fu is a small person.

The Imperial City Department is in charge of the entry and exit of the palace gate, the protection of the palace, the opening and closing of the palace gate, etc., and the recital of the imperial city envoy can go directly to the emperor, which is a word to prosper the country and a word to lose the country; Zhang Ruhui is not an ordinary imperial city envoy, but is the apprentice of Lin Lingsu, a feather guest of the Golden Gate. Lin Lingsu is very hot in front of today's saints, and in this prison, he has killed Mr. Wang Zixi and Wang Yu, the squire of the military department, and today this one is probably also in a catastrophe.

The big man was lying on the bed with his wolf waist and ape arms, and his cotton clothes were open on the bed board, and he was originally considered dead along with five other people, but he didn't expect to suddenly breathe three hours later;

The capital is full of gentlemen, and there are very few people who can rely on the martial arts of the lord's own ranks, at most one or two per list, and it is commonplace to shave their heads; Yang Zhi is therefore considered to be an example of reading if he is ugly, and I don't know how many old people use it to educate their children. However, Yang Zhi's life was not good, although he was a petty official, he lost the escort Hua Shigang and hid outside for a while.

Zhang Ruhui's expression was serious, as one of the three major disciples of the Shenxiao Sect, Zhang Ruhui's skill knowledge was many times higher than Cai Fu's, and he knew that Yang Zhi's immortality must be related to the internal force that Yang Zhi had cultivated. For those who practice martial arts, this kind of intersection of life and death is a lifetime of death, if Yang Zhi relies on his own skills to resolve the domineering of dragon blood, then Yang Zhi's skills have broken through a bottleneck, and the future is limitless.

Yang Zhi didn't wake up for three days and three nights, but his breathing became more and more even, and what surprised Cai Fu and the others was that the cyan birthmark on Yang Zhi's face had slowly faded in the past few days, and the area had become smaller and the color had become lighter. According to the judgment of the imperial doctor invited by Zhang Ruhui, Yang Zhi would wake up soon, and Zhang Ruhui and Cai Fu did not dare to leave, so they could only stay in the cell; the prisoners who took care of Yang Zhi, one old and one young, had also stayed in the cell, Zhang Ruhui's eyes suddenly lit up, and Yang Zhi's facial expression reacted.

Yang Zhi slowly opened his eyes, and saw Cai Fu's smiling face, Yang Zhi's first reaction was not to know, looking at Cai Fu's official dress, he was saved by the service staff of Water Margin City, but another consciousness reminded Yang Zhi, you know this person. Yang Zhi's mind was tossed for a while, and finally Yang Zhi found out that he had the memory of another person, the memory of the blue-faced beast Yang Zhi;

In Cai Fu's eyes, Yang Zhi had just woken up and was weak, and said kindly: "Brother Yang, don't worry, six people ate dragon meat, three people drank dragon blood, only you survived, this is fate." ”

Yang Zhi searched the memories in his mind, remembered that the person in front of him was Cai Fu with an iron arm, and said slowly: "There is a Lao Cai Festival." ”

"Hey, just get to know me. Cai Fu was very happy, and Yang Zhi had met a few times in the tile, Yang Zhi recognized himself as soon as he woke up, and he had spent a few days in vain; Zhang Ruhui was anxious to tell Lin Lingsu the news as soon as possible, and said with a straight face: "Cai Jiejie, take care of people, I will report to the above." ”

Cai Fu nodded and agreed: "Master Zhang, don't worry, everything has me." I won't leave the room until you come back. ”

Yang Zhi took the opportunity to close his eyes, and lined up the chaotic memories in his mind, he was playing in Water Margin City, and accidentally fell from the city tower, and then lost consciousness; Dragon's blood, Yang Zhi suddenly remembered Cai Fu's previous words, and secretly asked, is it so extravagant in the Song Dynasty, even dragons have to eat; you must know that in the later generations, not to mention dragons, they are tigers and leopards, and rich people want to take the risk of breaking the law to eat once, but they can't find a place.

As for himself, forget it, if you have money, you won't go to Shuihu City and fall from the four-meter-high city tower like crazy; Yang Zhi told himself that he is now Yang Zhi, and he must forget the past, forget the name of Yang Zhi, forget the days when he had no money, no car and no house, and finally arrived in the Song Dynasty, became an immigrant, and got a green card abroad, and it is the last word to live well.

Yang Zhi's part of the memory is roughly clear, now is the Song Huizong period, Yang Zhi was in the Wujin Shi, was arranged to the Ying Feng Bureau to escort Hua Shigang, the boat capsized when he took the sea route, Yang Zhi escaped, and hid in Yangzhou for more than a year. Relying on the ten taels of gold he carried with him to start a business, Yang Zhi earned about 3,000 yuan of property, and took advantage of the amnesty to return to Kaifeng to find an errand for the armory workshop.

That day, a group of people in the armory shop were drinking, and when they heard the noise of people in front of the tea shop next door, they ran to see a strange snake, nearly two meters long, with black scales, a head like a donkey's head, green cheeks like a fish, and a small and forked horn on the top of the head, which was somewhat similar to the legendary dragon;

Yang Zhi remembered that there were three bowls of snake blood, and after eating snake meat, he drank a bowl of snake blood, and he felt that the meridians of his whole body were swollen, and people were about to explode, and then he didn't know anything. Yang Zhi was sure that something must have happened behind Yang Zhi, but he had no impression at all, Yang Zhi felt that he was unfamiliar with his body, and he didn't seem to be injured.

Yang Zhi, no, Yang Zhi, Yang Zhi corrected his identity, fell asleep groggily, and didn't wake up until dawn, maybe his thinking was a little normal, Yang Zhi's spirit was much better, and he was able to sit up by himself. Cai Fu opened his sleepy eyes and said happily: "Brother Yang, the recovery is good, I'll let someone bring some food." Come on, go get a plate of steamed buns and a pot of porridge, and bring some pickles. ”

Not long after, breakfast was delivered, Yang Zhi saw that the porridge and pickles were almost the same, but the steamed buns were the buns of later generations, and Cai Fu was good to himself, they were all meat buns. Cai Fu pushed the pickle porridge to Yang Zhi, took a plate of steamed buns and said, "You haven't eaten for a few days, so you can only drink some gruel first and slowly recuperate." ”

Yang Zhi almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, he was so hungry that he ate a whole sheep, but Cai Fu only gave himself porridge, but both memories told him that what Cai Fu said was right; Yang Zhi tried to control his emotions, drinking porridge one bite at a time, and eating two mouthfuls of pickles from time to time. Cai Fu stared at Yang Zhi and said: "Brother Yang, you are different now, although you used to be a little better than us, but you were all drinking wine and eating meat in big bowls, and now drinking porridge is like tasting vegetables, slow and methodical." ”