As soon as he went out, his smile suddenly disappeared and turned serious, even a little ugly.

 “The prison is completely out of control...”

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Yang Yu turned around and left the prison, with no intention of coming back.

 After leaving Wang Fobao's house, he did not delay and went directly to the prison. He inspected it carefully as usual, but unfortunately he did not find any strange treasures.

 On the contrary, I found that there were many new faces in the cell.

 There are prisoners and there are jailers.

During the period of suppressing the bandits, he pestered Wang Wu and not only learned some methods of hiding Qi and blood, but also learned a lot of tracking methods.

Although these people were somewhat hidden, he could still see that these people came with bad intentions.

Therefore, after weighing it again and again, Yang Yu paid off the prison boss and hired someone to do the work for him at the cost of three taels of silver.

 The weather has been sunny for many days in a row, and there is no trace of snow in the inner city. Although it is still cold, it is much more lively than before.

Perhaps as the New Year is approaching, there will be more vendors.

However, after being locked up for several hours, I walked the North and South Streets almost twice, but still gained nothing.

 “Black Mountain City is still too small...”

 Stepping out of the last martial arts gym, Yang Yu had to sigh.

There are actually quite a few blood-changing warriors in Black Mountain City, but most of them are passed down by word of mouth, and not many of them actually have secret books.

 “It’s troublesome...”

Yang Prison sighed in his heart and walked outside a tavern.

When I looked up, I saw Liu Qingqing, who was very drunk, by the window on the second floor.
Chapter completed!