Chapter 7: Medicinal Meat and Jar

In the room, Dongyue opened the package, and the things inside were fully revealed. In addition to a large string of yellow copper coins and two simple clothes, there was actually a strip of black meat jerky.

"Autumn Leaf, here." Dongyue broke the meat jerky into two pieces without saying a word, picked up one of them and stuffed it to Wang Yu.

"Is this the good thing you mentioned?" Wang Yu held the thing, a bit stunned.

"Wang Wang Shidi, this is not ordinary meat, but a monster beast whip, and it has been soaked in special medicinal juice." The little fatty pointed to the meat jerky in his hand and winked.

"Medicinal whip!"

Wang Yu's face became strange, and he carefully examined the thing in his hand.

"Put the jar on the table, and then hold this thing and listen to my orders."

"Not bad, monster beast whip is originally more nourishing than ordinary meat, and if you add other nourishing medicines, the effect is even better. These medicinal meats are soaked by my family. I have eaten them since I was a child, otherwise, how could my strength be so great? You try it and you will know. This thing is very nourishing. Every time you drink porridge, just tear off a strip and put it in the porridge, otherwise it is easy to have a nosebleed." Dongyue urged.

"Li Li Shixiong, this thing is very expensive, right?" Wang Yu looked at the black meat jerky in his hand, couldn't help but laugh, and asked hesitantly.

"My family runs a meat shop in Yellow Stone City. These medicinal meats are indeed expensive for others, but for my family, they don't count for anything. Eat with confidence. This piece should be enough for you to use for a month or so." Dongyue grinned and replied indifferently.

"Thank you, Li Li Shixiong Dongyue, then Wang Wang Shidi will not be polite." Wang Yu thought about it, put the meat jerky into his arms, and bowed to Dongyue to thank him.

"Haha, that's right. Junior Brother Autumn Leaf, go back and try this thing, and you will know that what I said is not false. This thing will make you feel different from before after eating it for two or three days." Dongyue laughed and said.

Seeing Dongyue so confident, Wang Yu really had a few more expectations for this medicinal meat.

At dusk.

Wang Yu looked at the rice porridge full of meat fragrance in front of him, drank it all into his stomach in one gulp, and then simply moved his hands and feet in the room, doing some simple digestion exercises.

Not long after, he felt his whole body skin vaguely itchy, starting from the top of his head, then quickly spreading to his chest and back, and finally to his hands and legs, and it became more and more itchy, and his whole body became slightly hot.

He rolled up his sleeves, raised an arm to observe carefully, and saw that the skin on the surface of his arm was red, looking a bit scary. At this time, even without looking in the mirror, he knew that he was mostly red-faced at this moment.

The reaction of this medicinal meat was so great, which was really beyond Ding Yu's expectation!

He felt more and more itchy, and his body became hotter and hotter. He really couldn't bear it, so he simply left the room, came to the back of the Taoist temple, and ran around the martial arts field quickly.

Wang Yu faced the cold mountain wind, swung his arms vigorously, opened his legs, and after laps, he only felt that he had endless strength in his whole body. He, who usually panted after running a few laps, didn't feel any fatigue at this moment, and ran faster and faster, as if the wind was born under his feet.

After a stick of incense time.

"Huff, puff."

After Ding Yu took a long breath and felt that the heat in his body had weakened a lot, he stopped in the middle of the martial arts field. After scanning the Taoist temple, he shivered and hurriedly shouted "Li Li Shixiong Qingfeng."

On the side of the martial arts field, a figure stood quietly, and the faint moonlight shone on a fair face. It was Qingfeng who he saw during the day.

"You ate medicinal meat, is it the first time you took it?" Qingfeng asked Ding Yu coldly, holding a small yellow jar in his hand, covered with a layer of gray thick cloth, and the mouth of the jar was tightly tied with several yellow threads.

"Yes, Li Li Shixiong, it is the first time I ate medicinal meat. Li Li Shixiong Dongyue shared a piece of his medicinal meat with me." Wang Yu walked quickly to the front, answered honestly, but was puzzled in his heart why the other party appeared here.

"Dongyue is generous. This medicinal meat is worth a lot outside, almost enough to sell for silver of equal weight. Since it is the first time you take it, I will give you a hint. Medicinal meat has the best effect in the first few times, and it needs to be taken for a long time to slowly improve your physique. If you really want to exert the best effect of medicinal meat, it is best to exercise more in these few days, which will only do you good and no harm." Qingfeng said lightly.

"Thank you, Li Li Shixiong, for your guidance." Wang Yu nodded repeatedly, looking very well-behaved, but secretly surprised at the expensiveness of the medicinal meat. In Wang Tiezhu's memory, one tael of silver was enough to exchange for a large string of copper coins, enough for their family to live well for a month.

Qingfeng glanced at Wang Yu again and asked:

"I heard from Master that you also have spiritual sense?"

"Yes, the Temple Master said so, but I don't understand what spiritual sense is now?" Wang Yu was stunned and replied.

"Since you have spiritual sense, then come and help, hold this thing for me first." The young Taoist showed a strange expression on his face, raised his arm, and handed the yellow jar in his hand to Wang Yu seemingly casually.

"Okay, Li Li Shixiong." Wang Yu was a bit caught off guard, and subconsciously took the jar with both hands, but immediately shivered, feeling a cold force rushing directly from the jar, making him grin in an instant, and couldn't help asking: "Li Li Shixiong, what is inside?"

"You will know immediately, hold it carefully, and come with me." Qingfeng said lightly, and walked toward the stone house on the side of the martial arts field.

Wang Yu could only endure the cold in his hand, held the jar and followed closely.

The stone house stood there emitting bouts of coolness, and the two yellow paper scraps suspected to be talismans were still there on the copper lock of the dark gate.

Wang Yu looked at the talismans and subconsciously scanned the jar in his hand, only to find that at the bottom of the jar, there was also a similar talisman, but it looked much newer than the one on the copper lock.

This is really supernatural power!

Wang Yu's mouth opened slightly, and his heartbeat accelerated a few points instantly.

"Come in."

Qingfeng took out a rusty key, opened the copper lock, greeted, and walked into the room by himself.

Wang Yu calmed down, followed closely, but as soon as he walked in, he shivered, feeling as if he were in an ice and snow world.

The area inside the stone house was not large, but it was not dark as imagined.

Directly in front was a long offering table, and above the offering table was a "Nine Heavens Qiu Yang Heavenly Master" statue about a foot high. On both sides of the mini statue were two ancient oil lamps, with black patterns engraved on the surface, and I don't know how long they had been used.

What Wang Yu cared about more was that on the ground under the offering table, there were rows of densely packed jars, all exactly the same as the one in his hand, with as many as twenty or thirty.

When Wang Yu was looking dazed, Qingfeng had already closed the door casually, and even pasted the two yellow talismans he had taken from the copper lock outside on the door, before taking out something from his arms and ordering:

"Place the jar on the table, then just take this item and listen to my orders."

Wang Yu put the jar on the offering table, took the thing and looked at it carefully, and it was actually a black small wooden sword that looked like a child's toy, as long as a dagger, with pits and bumps on the surface, only barely able to see the shape of the small sword, and a faint burnt smell came out.

"Yes, Li Li Shixiong."

Wang Yu suppressed the doubts in his heart and stood aside obediently.

The young Taoist touched a white pottery basin from somewhere under the offering table, put it beside the jar, and took out an oil paper package from his arms. After carefully opening it, it was actually a piece of bloody fresh meat.

Qingfeng threw the fresh meat into the white basin without hesitation, and said to Wang Yu with a solemn expression:

"When I say do it later, you stab this thunder wooden sword into the meat piece. The action must be fast, and you must use all your strength."

"Yes." "Yes."

Wang Yu agreed repeatedly, couldn't help but look at the meat piece a few more times. I don't know if it was an illusion, but how did he vaguely feel that this thing seemed to wriggle by itself in the basin, and his heart felt a bit hairy.

Qingfeng took a deep breath, tore off the yellow talisman at the bottom of the jar, and flew back a few steps.

"Bang." "Bang."

The originally calm jar suddenly shook, and the thick cloth covering the mouth of the jar was uneven, as if something was about to run out of the jar.

Wang Yu's heart thumped, and his fingers holding the wooden sword couldn't help but use a few more points of force.

"Zi la" sounded several times, the yellow threads around the mouth of the jar broke at the same time, and the thing inside finally overturned the thick cloth and rushed out.

Wang Yu's eyes widened instantly!

The thing that flew out was actually a black gas mass the size of a head. As soon as it rushed out of the mouth of the jar, it rushed toward Qingfeng, who was closest, amidst "woo woo" sounds.

"Coming well."

Qingfeng seemed to be prepared, held something in his hand, and punched the flying black gas.

"Pa la" sharp sound rang out!

A slender electric arc appeared on Qingfeng's fist, and he punched the black gas mass away. The body size shrank a circle, but the "woo woo" sound emitted was even louder. After a turn in the air, it changed to rush toward Wang Yu, who was slightly further away.

Wang Yu only felt a strange chill rushing toward his face, his heart was shocked, and just when he didn't know whether to use the small wooden sword in his hand to resist, Qingfeng's figure flashed, blocked in front of him, and punched the black gas mass away again.

This time, the black gas mass not only became smaller, but the surface of the body was also obviously dim. After a few wails, it seemed to rush toward the bloody meat piece on the offering table below, and after a blur, it disappeared into it.

"Just now, do it." Qingfeng shouted.

Wang Yu hurriedly rushed to the offering table, held the mini wooden sword with both hands, and stabbed the meat piece fiercely.

"Puff."

The meat piece stabbed by the small wooden sword seemed not to be a meat piece, but a piece of rotten wood. Wang Yu used all his strength to stab it in for a few inches. At the same time, strands of green smoke emerged from the surface of the meat piece, twisting wildly under the tip of the sword.

Wang Yu only felt the green smoke was abnormally fishy and smelly, and he wanted to vomit when he smelled it. A huge force came from under the tip of the sword, and the meat piece seemed to be about to struggle to break free from under the tip of the sword. He couldn't help but feel afraid in his heart, and wanted to let go of the wooden sword and retreat to avoid it.