Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead.

Chapter 5: With the help of herbal medicine, your strength soars

When I returned to the prison, it was almost dawn.

Zhou Yi washed off the mud on his body and then returned to his room to count his harvest tonight.

There were about two hundred and thirty taels of silver, and a few small gold ingots, which were worth about a few dozen taels, and some jewelry, which should be able to be sold for about a hundred taels, making a total of about three or four hundred taels.

This amount of money is something that an ordinary person could never earn in a lifetime, but for the Zhang family, it is just a drop in the bucket.

Rich people like to put some things in their ancestors' graves. One reason is to show off their financial strength, and the other is to seek good omens. They hope that there will be wealth in their ancestors' graves so that their descendants will be able to make a lot of money.

Not to mention wealthy families, even ordinary families, who are not particularly poor, will give some copper coins to their elders in order to seek their protection.

Not all people in this world are tomb robbers. After all, in this feudal society, the belief in ghosts and gods is still very popular.

Even if one is not afraid of ghosts and gods, the word "yin de" is still intimidating.

Zhou Yi is a coroner himself. He is not afraid of ghosts and gods, and he has no plans to marry or have children. Naturally, he does not need to do good deeds. He is truly a natural tomb-raider!

"With this money, I can buy medicinal soup to assist my practice. However, the medicinal soup needs to be boiled, and it is inevitable that it will be discovered. The prison cell in the prison is no longer suitable for living. I need to find a separate place to live."

Early the next morning, the news that the old man Zhang's tomb had been robbed spread throughout the entire Kyoto city. Many people were so frightened that their faces turned pale when they heard the news.

"Kukuku"

"cluck"

The eldest son of the Zhang family, no, now he should be called the new master of the Zhang family.

He went to the government office in person, carrying a box of gold and offering a huge reward, vowing to catch the tomb robber, cut him into pieces, or execute him by slow slicing to avenge his previous humiliation.

As a result, the entire government office became busy in an instant. Several constables led their detectives to arrest people all over the city, causing chaos in the entire Kyoto city.

The government naturally didn’t know who had robbed Mr. Zhang’s tomb, but that didn’t matter. As long as they were tomb robbers, they would all be arrested.

The bounty went to the prefect, while the tomb robber's property became the spoils of the yamen runners.

After staying in the Heavenly Prison for a long time, he learned many things without any instruction.

Normally, the government office has long been aware of all these scoundrels and villains. Every time something happens, the tomb robbers will take out a piece of the pie to shut the government office up.

The government office treated these scoundrels like chickens, and they laid eggs from time to time. But if they caused a big mess, they would just take them out, kill them, pluck their feathers, and boil them in water to make soup.

The world is dark and ordinary people can never see the truth.

Zhou Yi, the mastermind and only perpetrator of the case, took advantage of this period of time to rent a quiet courtyard outside for his own practice.

That day, he bought some medicinal herbs and started to boil them at home.

Soon, the whole yard was filled with the strong smell of Jiuzhuan Large Intestine.

The main feature is a strong sense of feces!

Drink it, and you'll feel like throwing up.

If you don’t want to drink, it’s five taels of silver per set.

"Ugh! Why is the smell so strong?"

It was his first time to make medicinal decoctions, and the smell was so pungent that it almost made him want to vomit.

"Did I buy a fake?"

Come to think of it, it should be impossible, because this was bought from the most famous local Huichuntang. Huichuntang is an 800-year-old brand in Kyoto. It has been specializing in selling various soups and pills since the previous dynasty. Many warriors bought them from Huichuntang, so they would not ruin their own reputation.

After the medicine soup was boiled into a thick black liquid, Zhou Yi scooped out a bowl of it, cooled it down, and then drank it in one gulp while pinching his nose.

Murmur
After taking a bowl of medicine, I felt warm at first, then turned into hotness, as if a stream of energy was expanding outwards continuously. "Hiss! It really works."

Although it was his first time to drink the medicine, Zhou Yi could clearly feel the significant energy in his body.

He immediately activated the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art and began to absorb it.

The Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art absorbed the energy very quickly, compressing it into true essence and integrating it into his meridians, which soon increased his strength.

"Amazing! It's worthy of being called the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art."

According to the pharmacy clerk, a dose of medicine would take an ordinary warrior at least two or three hours to completely digest, but it only took him half an incense stick of time to digest it.

No wonder it is said that those who practice the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art can become a grandmaster in ten years.

With this digestive ability, even a pig can become a master in ten years!
Zhou Yi immediately poured all the remaining medicine into his mouth. He could even feel that his cultivation level was improving significantly.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there is an information panel in front of you, you can probably see the experience value of your cultivation level jumping up and down little by little.

Of course, his money burned through quickly.

A dose of medicine costs five taels of silver. Zhou Yi can consume two doses of medicine a day, which is ten taels of silver, including the preparation and refining of the medicine.

That’s three hundred taels a month, and three thousand six hundred taels a year!

Wow, he is really poor in literature but rich in martial arts!
"I heard that there is a black market outside of Kyoto. The medicines and pills there are much cheaper. There are also skills and weapons for sale. Many warriors go there to buy treasures."

After thinking about it, Zhou Yi gave up the idea.

There are many people in the black market, from all walks of life. If you happen to meet a master who kills you, how embarrassing would that be?
"Let's sell the stolen jewelry first."

Zhou Yi put on the jewelry, circulated his true energy, and his face twisted and soon turned into another face.

This is a skin-changing technique using true Qi that he obtained from a wandering bodyguard, and it is quite useful.

Soon, he arrived at a pawn shop in Kyoto that specialized in antiques.

Places like this are more or less involved in gray transactions. They dare to accept anything, and once they get something, they send it directly to all parts of the country. No matter how powerful you are, you can't get it back.

It is said that some officials often take this route. The affairs of the officials are complicated and intricate, and unless a high-ranking official with a life-threatening situation reports the case, the governor of Kyoto would not dare to investigate!
As soon as I arrived, the short and fat shopkeeper came forward to greet me with a smile.

"Sir, welcome. I am Wang He, the shopkeeper. I wonder if you are here to buy or sell something?"

"I have some goods and want to exchange them for some money."

"I wonder what you sell?"

"A little old family heirloom."

Zhou Yi took the things out, and the other party looked at them with wide eyes, his eyeballs rolled around, and then he smiled and said:

"Sir, this is a good thing, but it's a pity that our shop is too small. You should go somewhere else."

Now that Zhou Yi is here, it is impossible for him to leave. The more people see this thing, the easier it is for him to be remembered and the easier it is for him to be targeted.

"Don't talk nonsense to me. I know you can tell what it is. I also know you can buy and sell it. You just want to lower the price. If you don't want to die, don't play these tricks with me."

After he finished speaking, he slapped the wooden table with his palm, leaving a deep palm print on the heavy rosewood table!

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, there is no such thing as morality. If you have the ability to use force but don't use it, you are simply stupid.

As expected, Wang He was shocked after seeing Zhou Yi's palm power.

"An acquired physical training expert!"

(End of this chapter)