Lord of Puro

Chapter 551 Banquet
In Yuezhou, at the black market of the Cultural Palace, Jin Shunying had just delivered two ghost servants to Yin Si Niang, and was sitting in the car in the parking lot, smoking quietly.

To be honest, she hated Yin Si Niang quite a lot. It was because when she was delivering goods for Yin Si Niang that she met the crazy guy called "Boss".

She originally didn't want to do business with Yin Si Niang anymore, but she had a limited number of suppliers. If she let go of Yin Si Niang, many ghost servants would be piled up in her hands, and she wouldn't have enough money to buy blending agents, so her plan to improve her cultivation would be disrupted.

There is no overnight hatred in the world, and business must go on.

And the boss also disappeared, so the matter was over.

The boss was determined to capture such a powerful fighter, and after that night, he was never seen again.

Why is this madman so crazy? He was talking to me about dreams, but now he has lost his life.

He's actually a pretty good guy...

Jin Shunying sighed softly and was about to start the car when she heard Li Banfeng say, "I forgot to give you the reward for arresting the fighter last time. I just put it on the back seat of your car."

Kim Sun-young was startled to find two large suitcases on the back seat of the car.

Next to the suitcase was the boss.

"You, you still..." Jin Shunying couldn't find the right words for a moment.

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I'm still alive. I came to you today to do business."

"What business?" Kim Sun-young was a little nervous and excited.

The boss was still alive and even sent her a reward.

He took the fighter?
No wonder there has been no movement from fighters recently.

Li Banfeng asked, "Any news about the Ferry Gang recently?"

"Yes, there will be a big banquet in Yanlou Village the day after tomorrow, and it is said that they will serve the finale dish."

"What is the feast?"

"This grand banquet is like an auction, where magic weapons, ghost servants, and elixirs will be auctioned, and the highest bidder will win."

“Why not sell it on the black market?”

"The things sold at the banquet are not ordinary things. They won't sell for a high price on the black market. I heard that the Ferry Gang got a good thing this time. This is a big deal worth hundreds of millions or even tens of millions."

Big deal.

Li Banfeng said: "I am very interested in this banquet. Do you have any way to attend it?"

"There is a way, but I won't go with you."

"why?"

"You need tickets. They're very expensive. I can't help you much. It'll be a waste of money if you go."

"It's okay, I'll buy the tickets, let's go together."

"Oh, okay then..." Kim Soon-young started the car and drove her boss to Amlou Village.

She really didn't want to attend the banquet with her boss, not only because of the ticket money, but more importantly, the boss was too crazy and seemed to have some grudge against the Ferry Gang. If he caused trouble at the banquet, she would be implicated.

But you can see a lot of good things at occasions like banquets, and it seems to be a good opportunity to broaden your horizons.

Jin Sun-young looked at her boss's expression again. He asked her to attend the banquet, which sounded like an order and did not allow her to make a choice.

In fact, Jin Sunying thinks this is a good idea. If she is not allowed to make a choice, she doesn't have to worry about it and can just listen to her boss.

When they arrived at Yanlou Village, it was just daybreak and the shops in the town were not open yet. Li Banfeng suggested finding a hotel to sleep, but Jin Shunying was reluctant to spend the money, so she laid the back seat flat and let Li Banfeng rest in the car.

After waiting for more than an hour, a candle and incense shop opened. Jin Shunying told Li Banfeng: "The owner of this shop is Chang Shigui. I heard from others that you can buy tickets for this banquet at his shop. He also has something to serve at the banquet this time."

"what?"

Jin Shunying shook her head and said, "I don't know about that."

Li Banfeng learned some simple rules from Jin Shunying and stepped into the incense and candle shop.

The boss, Chang Shigui, was sitting behind the counter and asked, "What would you like to buy?"

Li Banfeng said, "I'm hungry, so I came to buy a meal ticket from you."

Chang Shigui was startled: "Sir, this is my incense and candle shop, you come to buy food from me?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "It's not about buying food, it's about buying tickets. We'll talk about the meal tomorrow night."

After a few words, Chang Shigui explained his purpose and invited Li Banfeng into the inner room. He poured him a cup of tea and said, "Boss, what's your name?"

Li Banfeng said: "You are right, I will call you boss."

The other party was unwilling to reveal his identity, and Chang Shigui did not ask any further questions, but only reminded him: "Tomorrow's meal ticket is precious."

"How expensive is it? Just tell me the price first."

"A ticket costs one dollar, but the return gift is not small, it's 80% in total."

What he meant was that a ticket to the banquet costs 10,000 yuan, but there are return gifts at the banquet, which amount to almost 8,000 yuan.

The reason for setting such a high threshold is to prevent strangers from coming in to join in the fun without buying anything.

Li Banfeng immediately took out 20,000 yuan and bought two tickets.

The boss leaned over, took out two wooden signs from the counter, and handed them to Li Banfeng: "Boss, please keep them."

Li Banfeng looked at the wooden sign. It was light yellow with stripes, the natural color of the wood. On one side were written two words: "Grand Banquet", and on the other side were written the date and location of the banquet.

The brand's workmanship is simple and it seems that it is not difficult to imitate, but while exploring it, Li Banfeng sensed some spirituality.

Li Banfeng couldn't tell how much spirituality it had and what its quality was, so it would be difficult to imitate.

Li Banfeng collected the tickets and asked, "Can I ask what good things are there tomorrow night?"

Chang Shigui said: "I dare not say anything about the good things of other people's homes, but this treasure of mine will be the main attraction of tomorrow's banquet."

Most people don’t understand the concept of the big axis. Li Banfeng also learned it in a theater in Provincia.

The grand axis is the last dish at the banquet, which is also the last item to be auctioned tomorrow.

This last item must be the most valuable, right?
That’s not the case. The most valuable thing is the second to last item, which is called the finale.

The quality of the main dish is lower than that of the finale. In a banquet, this dish is also called a farewell dish. Once this dish is sold out, the banquet is over.

Although his treasure was ranked in such a low position, Chang Shigui was still proud of himself. This was the first time he presented his treasure to a banquet.

"Boss Chang, what treasure do you want?"

"My treasure is a pair of pants!"

Li Banfeng was stunned for a moment and asked, "The last dish of the banquet is pants?"

Chang Shigui nodded seriously.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and asked again: "Is there anyone willing to eat this?"

"That depends on whose pants they are." Because Li Banfeng bought two tickets, out of sincerity, Chang Shigui decided to show the things to Li Banfeng for a look.

He washed his hands first, then lit incense, prayed for about ten minutes, and took out a wooden box made of small-leaf red sandalwood from the safe in the dark room in the back hall.

After opening the two locks and letting the ghost servant out, Chang Shigui was able to open the box.

The inner wall of the box was lined with yellow and gold thread, and a pair of blue and white striped boxer briefs were neatly folded and placed inside the box.

Li Banfeng still didn't understand: "Whose pants are these?"

Chang Shigui lowered his voice and said, "The great god comes to Yanlou Village once a month. Do you know about this?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "I've heard of it."

"When he came last month, he left this treasure in the village."

Li Banfeng thought about the logic and asked, "Why did he leave his pants in the village?"

Chang Shigui's eyes lit up, full of admiration: "For the sincerity of the whole village, young and old! Every time the great god comes, the whole village welcomes him warmly. As long as the family is well-fed, they will definitely offer incense to the great god.
We make wishes every month. Whether they come true or not is up to us. We have no control over what outsiders do, but the villagers don’t complain. Even if they say a few words in private, they never let others hear them.
We respect the great gods from the bottom of our hearts, so they will naturally leave their blessings to us."

Li Banfeng asked: "So he left you a pair of pants?"

Chang Shigui heard a hint of contempt in Li Banfeng's tone, and he was unhappy.

Chang Shigui called back the ghost servant, closed the door of the wooden box, performed the ceremony seriously, and locked it in the safe again.

Li Banfeng asked: "What is the use of these pants?"

Chang Shigui said: "As far as I know, this pair of pants has been worn by the great god for more than ten years. How much divine energy has it absorbed after being soaked in divine power for more than ten years? You can taste it yourself."

"I won't taste this." Li Banfeng turned and left the incense and candle shop, and began to doubt the authenticity of the pair of tickets in his hand.

This Boss Chang treated a pair of shorts of unknown origin as a treasure. Just based on his vision, Li Banfeng always felt that the tickets he sold might not be genuine.

"It's real," the gloves whispered, "Master, that pair of shorts is real, it's really a treasure. I just smelled it carefully, and it has a strong Yin aura, mixed with a little bit of incense. It should be a personal item of a high-level nightmare cultivator."

Li Banfeng was surprised: "You smell it so seriously?"

Gloves whispered, "Some objects that high-level cultivators have kept for a long time have spiritual power. This pair of pants has quite a bit of spiritual power. A third or fifth-level nightmare cultivator, with this pair of pants, will have a chance to subdue a seventh or eighth-level ghost servant. Do you think this is a treasure?"

Really treasure?

Li Banfeng looked back at the incense and candle shop and saw a man in white clothes and black pants entering the shop.

The two parties were very far apart. Li Banfeng vaguely saw a figure from behind and felt that the person looked somewhat familiar.

He wanted to take another look at the shop door, but just after taking two steps, he suddenly felt a sense of danger approaching.

can not go?
Who is this guy? What does he want to do?
The man in white shirt and black pants came to the counter, and Chang Shigui asked, "What would you like to order?"

The man said, "I want to buy a treasure."

"Baby?" Chang Shigui frowned slightly, "I don't understand what you mean."

The man said, "Tomorrow night, there will be a big banquet in town. I heard that you have a treasure to sell."

Chang Shigui was silent for a moment and said, "That's true. If you want to buy it, we can discuss it at the banquet tomorrow."

"Don't wait until tomorrow's party, I want it today."

"That won't work," Chang Shigui waved his hand and said, "I have already discussed it with the organizer of the banquet, and the contract has been signed."

"I'll pay for the breach of contract. You tell me the amount."

"This is against the rules. Even if I pay the penalty, it will still ruin my reputation in the end," Chang Shigui still refused. "Besides, if the item is sent to a banquet, the one with the highest bid will win. I can't say for sure what the price will be. Now that you want it, I can't estimate the price."

The man took out a check and said, "According to market estimates, this treasure is worth at most three million. I'll pay seven million and take the treasure directly. Not only will you not suffer any loss, but you will at least make twice as much. What do you think?"

Chang Shigui shook his head and said, "My friend, your sincerity is enough, but I can't sell it to you. I have been running the shop for more than 20 years, and this is the first time that my family has good things that can be served at a banquet."

The man frowned and said, "What does it matter if I attend the banquet or not?"

Chang Shigui smiled and said, "Everyone has his own way of living. This may not mean much to you, but for me, it is a lifelong wish. My friend, if you want to buy something else, you can pick whatever you want from me. If you really like that treasure, I will still say that I will wait for you at the banquet."

The deal was not concluded and the man walked out of the shop with a gloomy face.

A dice cup chuckled twice in his arms: "Your pants are going to be auctioned. I wonder where you can put your old face."

The man gritted his teeth and said, "If it doesn't work, just take the pants back!"

The dice cup laughed even louder: "Go ahead and grab it! The local god is fighting with people from other states for a pair of pants. If this gets out, it will be recorded in history books!"

The man became angrier as he walked. As he walked, he suddenly changed direction and walked towards Li Qi.

Li Qi felt the malice surge towards him, and when he got closer, the man asked, "Did you hear everything?"

Li Qi nodded: "I heard it. These pants are yours?"

The man was shocked. How did Li Qi know whose pants these belonged to? What news did he receive? Could it be that this matter had already been spread?

Li Qi didn't receive any news and was just guessing.

He recognized the person in front of him. He was the local god of Tiemenbao, Song Qianhun.

As a local god, he insisted on buying a pair of shorts, which was a very special thing.

Just now he mentioned the gloves, which were a close-fitting item worn by Yan Xiu. Li Banfeng naturally thought that the pair of shorts belonged to Song Qianhun.

Song Qianhun took out the dice cup and said, "Let's be frank. These pants are mine. Let's make a bet here. If I win, you are not allowed to tell anyone else. If you win..."

Li Banfeng shook his head repeatedly: "Senior, there is no need to gamble. I will definitely not tell anyone about this. I just want to ask you one thing, how did these pants stay in Yanlou Village?" An autumn wind blew, and gusts of cold air came.

Song Qianhun is the great god of Yanlou Village, and the great god is not in a very good mood.

Li Banfeng shrugged his eyebrows: "Forget it, I won't ask about this matter anymore."

Li Banfeng left.

Song Qianhun stood there, feeling annoyed.

"We can't let these shorts be served at the banquet. We have to stop this at all costs." Song Qianhun murmured.

The dice cup said: "Don't always think about your pants, don't forget the important things."

……

Li Banfeng gave a ticket to Jin Shunying and returned to the Dark Star Bureau alone.

Shen Jingye took the initiative to come to Li Banfeng's office. He knew that the documents for the ceasefire in Neizhou had arrived. In front of Li Qi, he did not act politely and expressed his gratitude directly. He also wanted to invite Li Qi to dinner in the evening.

Li Qi didn't have time to argue with him: "Xiao Shen, I have something urgent to do. Let's talk about it another day."

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After seeing Shen Jingye off, Li Banfeng called Tang Yuan over and asked, "Do you have any information about Yanlou Village?"

Tangyuan is really good at collecting information. In less than an hour, she delivered the information to Li Banfeng.

"Director Li, Yanlou Village is also known as the Spirit City. Because of its special geographical location, it is very attractive to the dead. It is one of the largest gathering places for psychics. Every year, a large number of psychics go to Yanlou Village to participate in the hunting and trading of dead souls."

Li Qi looked through the information and asked, "Do these psychics have legal identities?"

Tang Yuan shook his head and said, "Most of them do not have legal status, and the transactions they conduct are also illegal."

“But judging from the data, it seems that the bureau has not carried out many operations against Yanlou Village.”

Tang Yuan adjusted his glasses and lowered his voice, "Director Li, I can't explain this."

Li Qi understood what Tang Yuan meant: "Just like the situation at the Cultural Palace, this was actually condoned by the Bureau?"

Tang Yuan answered tactfully: "The autonomous consciousness dark energy aggregate, which is what you often call the vengeful spirit, is highly harmful, but difficult to capture. There are some means that can be used appropriately."

Translated, it means that evil ghosts are difficult to catch, and there are people who catch them for them. Hunting ghost servants is an effective way to control the number of resentful souls, so they generally won't stop it.

This information is very important to Li Banfeng. If the Dark Star Bureau has strict control and intervention over Yanlou Village, the operation tomorrow night will face a lot of resistance. As long as the Dark Star Bureau maintains its acquiescence, Li Banfeng can eliminate the interference of many unexpected factors.

He spent a day reading the files and gained a detailed understanding of the overall structure of Yanlou Village, key figures and details of the "banquet" process.

At eleven o'clock the next night, Li Banfeng and Jin Shunying arrived at Yanlou Village and came to a dance hall at the entrance of the village.

In the 1980s and 1990s, dance halls were all the rage, but nowadays it is difficult to find such places in Yuezhou City. However, there is still a dance hall in Yanlou Village.

Normally no one comes here to dance. The nature of this dance hall is basically the same as that of a cultural palace.

Li Banfeng came to the door of the dance hall and showed his ticket. The ticket inspector put a wooden sign on a tray. The pattern on the tray was a budding flower. After it touched the wooden sign for a moment, the flower blossomed, proving that the ticket was real.

The ticket checking efficiency was a bit low. When we entered the dance hall, we found that there were only about thirty people who actually came to attend the banquet.

Most of the booths in the dance hall were empty. Li Banfeng chose a seat in the middle to the back. Under the dim light, this seat was covered by the surrounding shadows and was easily overlooked by people around him.

Kim Sun-young sat in a relatively conspicuous position in the front row, and her task was to quote prices.

According to Li Banfeng's plan, if Jin Shunying saw a water fountain at the banquet, she must take a picture of it, and the relevant expenses would be paid by Li Banfeng.

After rescuing Shui Yongquan, he will consider dealing with the Ferry Gang. Based on the information currently available, Li Banfeng doesn't know how many people the Ferry Gang has, and he can't even be sure of the Ferry Gang's true purpose.

Shui Yongquan has used the technique of cleansing the mind and cleansing thoughts to erase all his memories. Although he still retains a relatively high level of cultivation, how much value does he have as a ghost servant?
Did the Ferry Gang really sell him out for money?

Is it possible to use the water spring as bait?

Li Banfeng has to be on guard against all these things.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the banquet began. It was called a grand banquet, and the spread was quite impressive. There were more than a dozen dishes on each table, and various drinks were served on the table.

People don’t come here to eat, but the host must make a good scene, which is also part of the return gift.

Several women walked between the seats and handed each guest a bottle of blender.

The price of this blender is about 7,000 yuan, which is the main part of the return gift.

Kim Sun-young held the mediator, not knowing whether she should accept it or not. Her ticket was given by Lee Ban-bong, so the return gift should belong to Lee Ban-bong.

She secretly glanced at Li Banfeng, only to see Li Banfeng sitting in the shadows. Without careful observation, one could not see Li Banfeng's outline. The several women who were distributing the concoctions also all ignored Li Banfeng.

Jin Sun-young didn't dare to look anymore. Her boss had warned her not to talk to him after the banquet started so as not to ruin the boss's plans.

A woman in her early thirties came to the center of the dance floor. She was the owner of the dance hall and the host of the banquet. Her name was Chi Huiyi. She greeted the guests first and then shouted, "Twelve appetizers, please enjoy them, guests."

Appetizers refer to auction items that are not too valuable, including elixirs, weapons, and spiritual objects. The weapons and spiritual objects are commonly used by Nightmare Cultivators. Jin Shunying was excited when she saw them, but when the prices started to rise in waves, Jin Shunying soon calmed down.

Although she had some savings and her boss had just given her a sum of money, Kim Soon-young had a clear plan for where to spend each penny, and goods with obvious premiums were generally not within her consideration.

After eating the appetizers, it’s time to serve the main course.

There are three main dishes in total.

The first dish is a puppet.

Chi Huiyi said, "The owner is the chef."

What this sentence means is to let the seller introduce the product himself.

An old man in his seventies came to the center of the dance floor. Without saying a word, he put his hand behind the back of the puppet and began to control it.

Without any big movements, the old craftsman demonstrated every joint of the puppet bit by bit.

Li Banfeng doesn't understand the craftsmanship, but he has seen a lot of high-quality craftsmanship in Prozhou.

The craftsmanship of this puppet is excellent. The flexibility of the joints, the strength of the physique, and every mechanism hidden in the body are all made very exquisitely.

After the demonstration, Chi Huiyi said, "The store offers 150 yuan. Please give me some."

One hundred and fifty means one million and five hundred thousand.

This banquet is mainly for the Nightmare Cultivators, and it seems a bit inappropriate to use this puppet as the main dish.

But insiders know that this puppet is extremely useful to Nightmare Cultivators. Some ghosts are not suitable for direct combat, and they can exert higher combat power by possessing a puppet. Regardless of the material or craftsmanship of this puppet, one million and five hundred thousand is not expensive.

"One hundred and seven."

"two hundred."

"Two hundred and three!"

The guests kept making offers and finally the deal was closed at 3.1 million.

The old man left the dance floor and looked for the guests to hand over money and goods.

Chi Huiyi shouted, "The second main course is prepared by the owner."

When he saw the second dish, Li Banfeng sat still, his heart trembling.

He saw the water gushing out.

Shui Yongquan was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a pair of trousers, with iron chains tied around his body. He had a wooden expression on his face, and was led by a man to the center of the dance floor.

All the guests present looked at the water spring together and talked about it constantly.

"Is this the Injured Demon? Has he gotten this old?"

"Look at this skinny body, can it fight?"

"You don't seem to be in high spirits, are you sick?"

"This thing is not cheap. Don't be fooled by its impressive name. What if it is a sick donkey? Do you think it can pull the mill or plow the field? What use would it have if it were bought back?"

Listening to everyone's discussions, Li Banfeng's eyebrows trembled.

Water gushing out from the spring, the local god, the local lord!
Now, they are being judged like animals.

The shopkeeper, wearing a straw raincoat and a huge bamboo hat, said to the crowd, "This is a wounded demon. I don't need to say more."

He just said this one sentence, and he added a lot of disguise to his voice, but the earrings still detected the tone.

"Master, it's him."

Chu Zikai.

Li Banfeng pinched his fingers gently, remaining calm.

Chi Huiyi said: "The store offers a price of one thousand, please give me a reward!"

The ballroom fell silent.

Many of the guests present today came here to hurt the evil spirit.

But cultivation level cannot be seen, and Chu Zikai’s introduction was too brief, so no one can tell whether this Demonic Evil is real or fake, and what its quality is.

While no one was talking, Jin Shunying spoke first: "One thousand and one!"

Add one more million, and if no one grabs it, the deal will be done.

"Thirteen thousand!" A man behind her raised the price, and Kim Sun-young felt nervous.

Who is this person?

She wanted to see what the boss's attitude was, but she didn't dare to look back easily. Thinking about the boss's instructions, she had to buy this evil demon no matter what.

"One thousand three hundred and five!" Kim Sun-young added another fifty.

The guests discussed for a while and said that the amplitude was a bit small.

"Eighteen hundred!" The man behind him raised the price again.

"One thousand, eight hundred and five!" Kim Sun-young's voice trembled a little. Although it was not her money, the amount was obviously beyond her ability to afford.

"Two thousand!" the man continued to raise the price.

Who is this person?

Li Banfeng was also a little curious.

Kim Soon-young then added fifty, and the man added two or three hundred.

Li Banfeng looked back at the man. The man was wearing a black windbreaker with a high collar and a mountaineering hat on his head with the brim pulled down low.

Li Banfeng was an expert in covering his face with the brim of his hat. With his golden eyes opened, he saw some outlines through the shadows.

This person used a disguise technique, but Li Banfeng could still see some details. It seemed to be Song Qianhun.

He came here probably for his own pants, which was not surprising to Li Banfeng.

But why did he spend a high price to buy the spring?
He is a nightmare cultivator, is it just to add a ghost servant?
"Three thousand and two!" The man raised the price again, and this time the earrings detected the sound.

"Master, it's that senior."

Li Banfeng quietly came to the man and asked in a low voice: "Senior Song, do you really want this wounding demon?"

Seeing that Li Qi recognized him, Song Qianhun no longer concealed: "This is my friend, I can't let him be treated badly like this!"

After saying that, Song Qianhun raised the price to three thousand five.

The price exceeded expectations, and Chu Zikai smiled proudly.

Behind him, at the bar on the dance floor, stood an old man with blond hair and blue eyes.

This old man came with Chu Zikai, and he quietly watched the reactions of each guest.

If the transaction is successfully concluded and money is made, it is naturally a good thing.

If the transaction does not go smoothly, he is prepared to deal with it. In short, the Ferry Gang will not suffer any loss.

Song Qianhun was still raising the price, and Li Banfeng said, "Since you are my friend, please do me a favor."

Song Qianhun asked: "What do you mean?"

"Let's work together to rescue our friend and get our pants back."

PS: The foreigner who followed Chu Zikai once saved him. See Chapter 537 for details.

Thanks to the alliance leader, Home Immortal Qitian, for his strong support!
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