Lord of Puro

Chapter 544 Two Masters Song Qianhun (asking for monthly ticket)
Gui Jianchou and his ghost servants all fell ill, a disease that could be contagious if they talked.

Judging from their condition, they were seriously ill. Gui Jianchou kept holding his chest and had difficulty even getting up.

The ghost servants held up white paper and bowed to Li Banfeng. They hoped that Li Banfeng would plead with Sun Tiecheng to save their lives.

But if they were looking for Sun Tiecheng, why did they come to Songling Village? Shouldn't they go to Fool City?

Li Banfeng still didn't understand the situation, so he asked everyone, "Brother, are you in the city?"

Gui Jianchou nodded repeatedly.

Li Banfeng said: "You guys wait here first, I will go find him."

Songling Village was empty, with only Gui Jianchou and his ghost servants left. Where were the villagers? Where were the thatched leaves?

First find Senior Brother Sun and cure Gui Jianchou. You should understand after asking him.

Li Banfeng was just about to leave when he suddenly saw a man in his forties, wearing a white double-breasted shirt, black breeches, and with his hair combed neatly and shiny, coming to the door of the farmhouse.

"What are you doing here?" The man stared at Gui Jianchou, looking him up and down. From what he heard, it seemed that the two men should know each other.

Gui Jianchou saluted and bowed to the man, and the ghost servant next to him held up a piece of white paper, on which was written:

"We are sick and can be contagious if we talk. Please save our lives."

Is this man a medical practitioner?
Being able to cure such a strange disease shows that his medical skills are quite advanced.

The man sneered: "That's an interesting thing to say. You came here and almost caused a disaster. Why should I save you?"

Gui Jianchou glanced at the ghost servant, who quickly wrote: "Because you are the world's number one knight, because you are the world's number one hero, you can't bear to watch someone die without saving him!"

The man sneered: "What's the point of saying such flattering words?"

After saying that, the man took Gui Jianchou's wrist and took Gui Jianchou's pulse.

After checking the patient's pulse, the man stroked his beard slightly and sighed, "Strange, this is really strange."

Gui Jianchou pursed his lips and wanted to complain, but he didn't dare to speak.

A ghost servant next to him held up a white paper and asked: "Do you know medical skills?"

The man shook his head and answered very frankly: "I don't understand!"

Li Banfeng didn't know how to describe it.

If you don't know any medical skills, how can you take a pulse?

Gui Jianchou’s behavior is even more difficult to understand. He seemed to know that the man did not know any medical skills, but why did he still ask him to save his life?

The man stood up and said to Gui Jianchou, "Forget it. I am a soft-hearted person. I will give you one chance, just one.
If you win, I will help you heal your illness. If you lose, you must leave immediately. Even if you cannot walk, you must have your men carry you out. You are not allowed to leave your body here. Do you agree?"

What does that mean? Are we going to have a competition?

Gui Jianchou's current state doesn't seem suitable for a fight.

Gui Jianchou looked serious and nodded at the man.

"Okay!" The man took out a dice cup, put three dice into the cup, and shook it up and down.

It turned out to be a dice game.

The man was extremely skilled. He first moved the dice cup in his right hand, circling above his head three times, then to his left hand. On the back of his left hand, it slid all the way to his shoulder, from his left shoulder to his right shoulder, and then from his right shoulder to his right hand.

With a flick of his right finger, the dice cup flew into the air. When it fell, the man reached out and pressed the dice cup on the table, saying to Gui Jianchou, "Place your bets!"

Gui Jianchou looked at the ghost servant, and the ghost servant brought the paper to Gui Jianchou.

Gui Jianchou covered his chest, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a word on the paper: "Big!"

The man said to Gui Jianchou, "Think carefully, this is a gamble with your life, there is no regret!"

Gui Jianchou nodded vigorously, indicating that he would never regret it.

"Okay! Open!" The man opened the dice cup and saw four, five and six on the three dice, which were indeed big.

The man was silent for a long time, then he sighed and said, "Well, this is God's will. I will save you this time. It has nothing to do with others, so please stay away for now."

There is no one else involved, just Li Banfeng.

Upon hearing this, Li Banfeng quickly left the yard, and the two ghost servants closed the gate.

With Li Banfeng's current level of cultivation, he has plenty of ways to spy and eavesdrop, but he didn't do so. Gui Jianchou was seeking medical treatment, and he couldn't let his curiosity interfere with serious matters.

After more than half an hour, the door opened.

Gui Jianchou was looking at the man with gratitude, "Junior Brother Song, I owe you my life, and our whole family owes you a life. If you have any problem in the future, just ask me."

Gui Jianchou dared to speak.

This proves that he has recovered from his illness.

Is this man his junior fellow apprentice?

Gui Jianchou stepped forward and introduced, "Seventh Brother, this is my junior fellow apprentice, named Song Qianhun, a master of both martial arts and martial arts. In my eyes, he is a top talent among talented people!"

Song Qianhun sneered: "How dare you say such flattering words? You are such a hypocritical person, it's really disgusting!"

After saying that, Song Qianhun took out his folding fan and fanned it twice, with a proud look in his eyes.

He didn't seem too disgusted.

Song Qianhun, this name is very distinctive. Plus, he is Gui Jianchou’s junior brother, so he should be a nightmare cultivator.

Gui Jianchou said he was a master of two disciplines. What was his other discipline? Was it medical cultivation?

But he just said that he doesn't know any medicine.

Song Qianhun and Li Qi clasped their fists and exchanged a few pleasantries. They were considered to be acquainted. Song Qianhun then turned to Gui Jianchou and said, "Brother, I have figured out your illness, but I still don't understand the cause. I have never heard of a disease that can be transmitted through words."

Gui Jianchou didn't dare to tell the truth. Going to Shengxian Peak was the task given to him by Sun Tiecheng. Even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to say it out loud.

"I don't know where this disease came from. I was going to Green Water City today. As soon as I walked to the city gate, I felt a tightness in my chest.

At first I could still bear it, but then it became more and more uncomfortable. My ghost servant also has medical skills, so I asked him to take a look, but he didn’t cure the disease, and he got infected instead.”

As he spoke, Gui Jianchou glanced at Li Banfeng.

The key point of this sentence is that there is a medical practitioner among the ghost servants under Gui Jianchou.

This is equivalent to telling Li Banfeng about Song Qianhun's situation. Song Qianhun himself does not know medical skills. Like Gui Jianchou, he is a nightmare cultivator. He relies on his ghost servants to treat illnesses.

Li Banfeng thought, relying on ghost servants to cure diseases? I seem to have heard of this somewhere.

Gui Jianchou continued, "The ghost servant himself didn't know how he got the disease. He turned around to discuss things with other ghost servants. As soon as he opened his mouth, the other ghost servants got the disease and felt pain in their chests.
I really had no choice but to run to Tiemenbao to find you, but when I got to the village, I found that you were hiding and didn't want to see me. I was so disappointed! "

As he spoke, Gui Jianchou glanced at Li Banfeng again. There are two key points in this sentence.

One is that Gui Jianchou came to Tiemenbao to find Song Qianhun, but when he couldn't find Song Qianhun, he asked Li Banfeng for help.

Second, Gui Jianchou did not mention the matter of Sun Tiecheng, and Li Banfeng should not mention it either.

Song Qianhun said: "Brother, you did something wrong. You knew you were infected with the disease, but you still came to this village. Aren't you afraid that everyone in this village will be killed by you?"

Gui Jianchou lowered his head and said, "Junior brother is teaching me that I did something wrong."

Song Qianhun thought for a moment: "You just said that you contracted this disease when you went to Green Water City. Could it be that the Green Water Beggar did it?"

Gui Jianchou nodded and said, "I suspect that it was Lu Huazi who did it. I must settle this account with him!"

Upon hearing this, Li Banfeng became a little nervous.

Was it really Lu Huazi who did this? Did Lu Huazi escape from Daogui Ridge?

Hearing this, Song Qianhun turned his back and said, "I don't have much contact with Lu Huazi, and we don't have any grudges. It's not convenient for me to interfere in the feud between him and my senior brother."

Gui Jianchou waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I dare not trouble you with the matter of revenge, I will handle it myself.
I will remember your kindness, Junior Brother. I have something important to do, so I will leave first. Old Seven, why are you here..."

Gui Jianchou wanted to take Li Qi with him, but Li Qi couldn't leave now.

Li Banfeng looked at Song Qianhun and said, "Senior Song and I have something to discuss."

"Then you have to discuss it carefully. When you talk to Junior Brother Song in Tiemenbao, you must be careful about the degree of your conversation."

Gui Jianchou left. This was the third time he hinted. Li Banfeng heard it clearly. This Song Qianhun was the local god of Tiemenbao.

Li Banfeng once asked the driver to find the local god, but he failed to find him then. However, he met him here today.

Song Qianhun stared at Li Qi for a moment: "If I'm not mistaken, you are the lord of Tiemen Fort, right? The lord named Fort Lord."

Li Banfeng did not deny: "Senior is right."

Song Qianhun nodded with an approving smile: "You have done a lot of practical things for Tiemenbao. It can be seen that you have a good heart and are very capable. But I want to make it clear that I will never give up the position of the local god to anyone else."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Senior, you are worrying too much. I have never thought of becoming the local god of Tiemenbao. I came here today to look for a friend of mine.
His name is Mao Caoye, a young man who sells rice. When he arrived at Songling Village, he disappeared, and the villagers in the village also disappeared. Senior, you should know where they went, right?"

Song Qianhun nodded and said, "I do know, but why should I tell you?"

Li Banfeng frowned: "What do you mean, senior?"

Song Qianhun grabbed a handful of silver dollars, and swung them from his left hand to his right hand, then from his right hand to his left hand. The silver dollars flew around, sometimes flowing like a silver waterfall, sometimes like a silver dragon leaping. His technique was very fancy.

Silver light flashed, and Song Qianhun took his hands and placed them in front of Li Banfeng: "Let's make a bet. If you win, I will tell you the truth. If you lose, leave Songling Village immediately and pretend you have never seen me."

"Okay!" Li Banfeng agreed.

Song Qianhun stretched out his right hand and said, "Guess whether the silver dollars in my hand are odd or even?"

Li Banfeng said: "It is an odd number."

Song Qianhun frowned: "Think it over carefully!"

"I've thought about it," Li Banfeng said, "Senior, take out a total of eleven silver dollars, five in your right hand and six in your left hand. It can't be wrong."

Song Qianhun was silent for a moment and spread out his right hand.

There were indeed five silver dollars in his right hand.

His technique was indeed fancy, but because he was too ostentatious, the silver dollar stayed suspended in the air for too long, and Li Banfeng saw it clearly before he stopped.

Song Qianhun was also very honest. He did not deny his debt: "I am willing to admit defeat. I will tell you the truth. I know that my senior brother Gui Jianchou has arrived in Songling Village. I also know that he is carrying the plague.

I was worried that he would spread the disease to the village, so I used some magic to send the villagers to my residence, including the young man selling rice.
They are all sleeping in my residence now, and when they wake up, they will all return to the village. "

Li Banfeng said: "Senior's move really surprised me."

Song Qianhun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You didn't expect that I would care about the lives of these villagers?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "The people of Tiemenbao have been oppressed by swindlers and bandits for many years, but I have never seen the senior take action."

Song Qianhun said: "I rarely participate in fights between ordinary people, but my senior brother is not an ordinary person. The epidemic he brought may be a disaster for Tiemenbao. I can't ignore this matter."

This is Song Qianhun's principle as a local god, so Li Banfeng did not comment much: "According to my calculations, the peddler should have arrived at Tiemenbao. Has the senior ever seen him?"

Song Qianhun nodded and said, "Yes, I have. He came to my territory early this morning. I was just about to buy something from him, but as soon as we met, the peddler left because he had something urgent to do."

"What's the emergency?"

Song Qianhun said: "The whereabouts of the peddler should not be disclosed casually, but I know you are the peddler's friend. You once claimed to be the peddler's senior brother. After he knew the truth, he did not blame you, which shows that you have a close relationship.

How about this, let's make another bet. If you win, I will tell you where the peddler is. If you lose, you must leave Songling Village immediately and don't tell anyone that you have seen me, let alone tell anyone that you have made a bet with me."

This local god seems to be very good at gambling, and is most likely a gambler. He just accidentally lost a game to Li Banfeng, which may have a serious impact on his reputation.

But he had lost to Gui Jianchou before, so it seemed that his luck in gambling was a little bad today.

No matter what, if Li Banfeng wanted to know where the peddler was, he had to make a bet with him.

The two men agreed on the bet and Song Qianhun took out a deck of Pai Gow.

Li Banfeng was stunned. He didn’t know how to play Pai Gow.

"Can we change the bet?"

Song Qianhun shook his head and said, "I proposed the bet, so I have to set the rules." He put his gloves in Li Banfeng's shirt pocket and said in a low voice, "Boss, don't be afraid, leave this to me, I'm an expert!"

Li Banfeng felt relieved when he heard about the gloves. The two of them drew the cards and looked at each other. Song Qianhun remained calm, but his fingertips trembled slightly.

Gloves then spoke up: "Boss, he is cheating and hiding a card in his sleeve. If he doesn't accept it, you make him shake it out!"

Li Banfeng coughed and said, "Senior, I sincerely ask you for advice, but if you want to use tricks, it will be meaningless."

Song Qianhun's face turned slightly red and he put away the Pai Gow.

The good thing about him is that he never defaults on his debts.

"You have seen through my tricks, so I naturally lose. I will tell you the whereabouts of the peddler right now. The peddler received news that someone from Neizhou had sneaked into Pro Province. He didn't even have time to do his business and rushed over to deal with the matter."

"Did you say where it happened?"

Song Qianhun shook his head: "I have also heard about people from Neizhou sneaking into Pro Province. The peddler will definitely have a way to deal with it. You don't have to worry about it."

Li Banfeng said, "The peddler has dealt with the people of Neizhou, so he should come to Tiemenbao again, right?"

Song Qianhun thought for a moment and said, "That may not be the case. It depends on how smoothly the matter is handled."

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Li Banfeng said, "If the peddler comes to Tiemenbao again, please give me a message, Senior Song."

Song Qianhun sneered: "It's not impossible for me to bring a message for you, but Song is lazy and doesn't want to get involved in some troubles. If you insist on me bringing this message..."

Li Banfeng took over the conversation and said, "Do you want to make a bet with the senior?"

Song Qianhun nodded and took out two dice cups: "We will each roll a pair of dice and compare the points. The winner will be decided in one round.
If you win, I'll pass on the message to you. If you lose, leave immediately and don't tell anyone about what happened today. What do you think?"

"it is good!"

Li Banfeng took the dice cup, but before he could start, Song Qianhun started shaking it first.

Upon hearing the sound, Gloves whispered to himself, "Not good!"

"Why not?"

"Boss, this dice cup makes too much noise. He wants to use the dice-splitting method, which means shaking the dice in half."

"What's the use?"

"The dice are broken. The original three dice will become six, adding up to twenty-one. Boss, we have met an expert. It's not easy for us to win.

I'll do something to get a draw at best. If he finds out, we'll just give up.
This guy must be a gambler. If we refuse to pay our debts to him, we will suffer a great loss!"

It's not that he would refuse to pay the debt. If Song Qianhun really doesn't want to pass on the message, Li Qi can think of other ways.

As they spoke, the sound of the dice shaking became louder and louder.

Snapped!
Song Qianhun slapped the dice cup on the ground, looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Why don't you do it?"

Li Banfeng said: "I will wait for the senior first..."

"No need to wait, you have no chance!" Song Qianhun opened the dice cup, and the three dice were shaken to pieces and turned into powder.

I don't understand the gloves.

Li Banfeng didn't understand it either.

"Senior, what time is it?"

A cold wind blew by, and all the dice fragments were blown away, leaving nothing behind.

Gloves whispered, "He seems to have used too much strength."

The scene was very awkward. Song Qianhun pursed his lips, put the dice cup on the ground, and said to Li Banfeng, "You don't have to shake it. Tell me, what letter do you want to bring?"

The magic weapons around him were all laughing at Song Qianhun, but Li Banfeng didn't laugh.

Playing dice is probably Song Qianhun's hobby. Regardless of whether this hobby is good or bad, at least he takes it very seriously.

Li Banfeng said: "I have found out some information related to the safety of Purozhou. If you meet the peddler, please ask him to wait for me at Tiemenbao."

Song Qianhun nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely pass on the message. If the peddler comes, I will ask my friend who sells rice to send you a letter.

I want to send the villagers of Songling Village, along with the friend who sells rice, back now. If you don’t leave, we’ll have to gamble again.”

Song Qianhun’s purpose was very clear, he didn’t want Li Banfeng to see how he moved the things.

Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "Let's not gamble anymore. I'll take my leave now. Senior, it's okay to have a hobby. It's fine to have it for fun, but you must not gamble. You can lose everything in the blink of an eye."

Li Qi turned and left the village.

Song Qianhun looked at Li Qi's back, frowned and said, "You only won two games, and look how arrogant you are!"

The dice cup floated in front of Song Qianhun, and he snorted coldly, "Isn't it embarrassing? It makes people laugh, right? You are a gambling cultivator on the cloud, how come your skills are still so poor?"

Song Qianhun said angrily: "If you hadn't used your hidden strength just now, would I have been able to completely break the dice?"

The dice cup snorted and said, "If I don't use my hidden strength, not only will the dice be broken, but even I will be broken by you. You are not cut out for this!"

"If I'm not made of this material, how can I repair it to the clouds?"

The dice cup sneered: "That's because you are diligent enough. If I hadn't taken care of you all these years, you would have lost your pants!"

"Bah!" Song Qianhun spat, "Last time I went to Yanlou Village for a party, you didn't even leave me any pants!"

……

Li Banfeng returned to his residence, lay on the bed, and could not think of a solution.

The lady consoled him, "My dear, I don't think this matter can be rushed. Even if we tell the peddler, he won't be able to do anything about it."

Yes, what can the peddler do?
In the final analysis, it just means running around and catching people everywhere, and whoever you catch is counted as one.

The lady continued, "Puluozhou is like a dilapidated house. When a heavy rain comes, the peddler pushes his cart and repairs the east and west. When it is really impossible to repair it, he holds a basin to catch the broken house.

My dear, the peddler has great skills, but sometimes he is too busy to do everything. If you were to help him fix the house, I wonder what the house would look like.”

Li Banfeng thought for a long time, took the deed to the new land, and went to Green Water City first.

……

"Agui, you did a great job! I will reward you handsomely." Sun Tiecheng asked Honglian to collect the golden thorn peach first.

Layers of halos appeared on the red lotus, indicating the beginning of alchemy.

Sun Tiecheng nodded in satisfaction, and said to Gui Jianchou, "Release Zhang Gunli's soul as well, I will help you clean it up!"

Gui Jianchou was happy. Zhang Gunli was at a too high level, and his soul still had many magic tricks and mechanisms. Anyone who wanted to control his soul had to be extremely careful, in case he was attacked by him. It was not uncommon for ghost servants to kill their masters.

Now, all Sun Tiecheng needs to do is to use some skills to make Zhang Gunli recognize Gui Jianchou as his master, which will ensure that he will be loyal to him and will not dare to rebel.

Gui Jianchou took out a porcelain bottle, unsealed the bottle, and released Zhang Gunli's soul.

Zhang Gunli stood in front of Sun Tiecheng and said fiercely, "It's City Lord Sun. Long time no see."

Sun Tiecheng looked at Zhang Gunli and said with a smile: "You are a beast, you have turned into a ghost, and you are still so arrogant?"

Zhang Gunli also laughed: "You are a lost dog, neither human nor ghost, how many years do you plan to live?"

Sun Tiecheng praised: "Oh, your words are a bit scholarly, you have made great progress."

Gui Jianchou smiled and said, "Not only does he have the scent of books, he also plans to find a scholarly person. For the sake of the most talented woman in Pro Province, he is willing to sacrifice his life."

Sun Tiecheng laughed for a moment, then suddenly froze, turned around and asked Gui Jianchou: "What did you just say?"

Gui Jianchou said, "He Jiaqing asked Shen Rongqing to set up a trap and borrow something from him. When the day came, Zhang Gunli went to collect the debt, and the money fell into our hands. City Lord, I have told you about this."

Gui Jianchou did say that, but Sun Tiecheng only remembered setting up a scheme to plot against Zhang Gunli at the time and did not ask too much about the details.

Now looking at Zhang Gunli, Sun Tiecheng slowly frowned: "Old Zhang, are you in need of a woman?"

Zhang Gunli said with a smile: "I have no shortage of common women, but it is hard to find a woman with both talent and beauty. I am really interested in her.
I have been struggling in the underworld all my life, but in the end I was defeated by a woman. When I think about it, I really feel ashamed. "

Gui Jianchou laughed out loud and said, "Do you realize how shabby it is now? It's too late! Are you feeling extremely regretful? Why don't you cry a few times and show me how to do it!"

Zhang Gunli didn't cry and Sun Tiecheng didn't laugh.

Sun Tiecheng looked back at Gui Jianchou and said, "Tell us what happened in more detail. How many of you fought with Zhang Gunli?"

"One for me, one for Mu Yuejuan, one for Feng Chongli, and one for He Jiaqing."

Sun Tiecheng thought for a moment and asked again: "What is Feng Chongli's cultivation level?"

"After passing the cloud, he also knows the peddler's unique skills. He is honest and trustworthy. Everyone says he is the peddler's direct disciple."

Sun Tiecheng was a little surprised: "How can a peddler have any direct disciples? Have you seen this carefully?"

Gui Jianchou said: "I dare not say that it is definitely true. Zhang Gunli guessed so at the time, and it seems quite similar to me."

Sun Tiecheng said: "This Feng Chongli is quite capable, but what about He Jiaqing?"

Gui Jianchou said: "He Jiaqing is a thief cultivator, his cultivation is above the clouds, and the specific level is still unknown. It is said that the saint's jade seal is in his possession, so he is considered to have some ability."

"anything else?"

"No more!" Gui Jianchou shook his head and said, "The remaining two are He Haisheng and Shen Rongqing. They didn't make any moves, and their cultivation is still on the ground."

Sun Tiecheng thought for a moment and asked again: "Did you try your best?"

Gui Jianchou thought about it and said, "It's not like we're going all out. Zhang Gunli's walnuts were stolen by He Jiaqing. We know him inside and out, so it's not hard to beat him. I've told you all about this."

Yes, Gui Jianchou had said it in advance, and it was Sun Tiecheng who instructed them to deal with Zhang Gunli.

But Sun Tiecheng did not experience the battle personally, so he was indeed unclear about some details.

Sun Tiecheng murmured, "It's my fault for not asking enough questions. With Lao Zhang's ability, you guys beat him too easily..."

Gui Jianchou said: "It was mainly because we made thorough preparations in advance, leaving Zhang Gunli no chance to turn things around."

Sun Tiecheng thought for a long time and suddenly looked at Zhang Gunli's right hand.

Zhang Gunli held an abacus in his right hand.

"Is this abacus still there?"

Gui Jianchou was very proud: "At that time, I collected Zhang Gunli's soul and put the abacus into the bottle. No one noticed it. This is a great treasure."

Sun Tiecheng took the abacus from Zhang Gunli. Zhang Gunli was shocked and wanted to snatch it back, but Gui Jianchou used his skills to restrain him.

Sun Tiecheng took the abacus, looked at it carefully for a moment, and asked, "Has he used this abacus before?"

Gui Jianchou said: "This is his unique weapon, he must have used it before!"

Sun Tiecheng looked at the abacus beads carefully: "Have you really used it?"

Gui Jianchou thought for a moment and said, "It should have been used. I remember the abacus beads were flying all over the place."

Ah Xiong reminded him, "Master, you may have remembered it wrongly. Someone did use an abacus during the war, but that was Feng Chongli, and his weapon was also an abacus. I have never seen Zhang Gun use an abacus."

"Never used it?" Gui Jianchou recalled carefully. The battle situation was too tense at that time, and he really didn't pay much attention to Zhang Gunli's plan.

Sun Tiecheng shook the abacus in front of Zhang Gunli. Zhang Gunli was very flustered and his soul was a little unstable.

"Agui, hold it." Sun Tiecheng threw the abacus to Gui Jianchou. As soon as Gui Jianchou took the abacus, Zhang Gunli struggled desperately, trying to snatch the abacus back.

"Ah Gui, move away!" Sun Tiecheng ordered, and Ah Gui walked out of the hall with the abacus.

Zhang Gunli was out of strength and his struggles became smaller and smaller.

When Gui Jianchou walked ten meters away, Zhang Gunli's eyes were dim and his expression was numb. He stood there, not moving.

Sun Tiecheng shook his head slightly and said, "This is not Zhang Gunli."

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