Lord of Puro

Chapter 582 Snow Cream (High Energy in this Chapter)

The person standing behind the peddler actually has a very small face!
This man is none other than the ancestor of Oil Cultivation, trapped in an unknown place, a senior with a face bigger than a city!
Li Banfeng really didn't expect to see him at Huangtu Bridge today!
"you……"

The face was not big and nodded: "The peddler rescued me!"

"I……"

His face was full of gratitude: "Thanks to you delivering the letter to the peddler, he was able to find me."

"Well, wait a minute..." Li Banfeng was still in a hurry to chase the driver.

The peddler waved his hand and said, "Don't chase me. Someone has gone there and will deliver it to me soon."

It was really easy to talk to these two people. As soon as Li Banfeng opened his mouth, they understood what he meant.

"Who went after him?"

"The driver, the disciple of the old train driver." The peddler was referring to the real driver.

Li Banfeng looked at the small face, then looked at the peddler: "Is this Senior Small Face?"

The face is not big and nodded: "The face is not big and part of it has come out, but not all of it."

Li Banfeng asked the peddler, "How did you find that place?"

The peddler sighed, "This took a lot of trouble. Last time you mentioned the matter of not having a big face, I went to ask my friends for clues.

I passed by Tiemenbao a few days ago and received a message from a friend. I immediately put down my business and didn't go to see him.
I found the clue, but the place was hard to get into. I used many methods to find a way in, but the way was too narrow. I could get in, but I couldn't get out because my face was not big enough.

I have made preparations for this. I will go to another place and open a road for him. This road is wide enough, but too dangerous. He can't walk by himself. He needs to find a travel guide to take him there.

I discussed with you at the Moxiang store that I would ask you for help when the situation becomes difficult to save."

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I remember this, but you didn't come to see me."

The peddler said, "I really did go look for you, but you were selling outside at the time, and I didn't want to interrupt your business."

Li Banfeng said angrily: "What do you mean by delaying my business? I went out to sell it, all for you!"

"That's right," the peddler nodded repeatedly, "With you protecting them from outside, the people in Neizhou won't dare to act rashly, so I can do my job with peace of mind.

Besides, you may not be able to walk the road I opened. I know you have a high level of travel skills, but that road is not only dangerous, but also very long. I want you to rush out with a straight face, but I'm afraid you don't have the stamina to do so."

Li Banfeng was very curious. He had quite good endurance and traveled back and forth between other states and Provo whenever he had nothing to do. Who could possibly have better endurance than him?

"Brother Lang, tell me, who has this much endurance?"

"The coachman! I went to Yaowanggou to find the coachman, negotiated a business deal with him, and handed this matter over to him." The peddler made a bowl of fruit juice for Li Banfeng and asked Li Banfeng to take a rest.

Li Banfeng drank and thought, no wonder he didn't find the driver when he went to Yaowanggou, it turned out that the driver went with the peddler to save his face.

Li Banfeng learned the basic steps from the rickshaw driver. The rickshaw driver's endurance was indeed not bad, but Li Banfeng still didn't quite understand what the peddler said.

He can go in, but he can't get out unless his face is big enough.

The road he opened up still made the drivers reluctant to drive on it.

What kind of process is this?
While he was thinking, the driver came back and took care of the last "fake driver".

Tang Shijiang also caught up, and the two brothers felt a little awkward when they met.

Ma Wu, Xiao Genzi, and Xiao Chuanzi also came over. The peddler looked at everyone and called Li Banfeng out alone: ​​"I have something I want to discuss with everyone, but I just don't want you to know."

Li Banfeng was stunned: "Am I the only one who can't know?"

The peddler nodded and said, "Yes, so many people from Neizhou have died here. If I don't discuss things with them, how are you going to collect the bodies?"

It is indeed not difficult to talk to the peddler, as there are many things that the two of them understand tacitly.

Li Banfeng went to collect the bodies happily. Among the more than eighty fake rickshaw drivers, only one was taken away by the genuine driver, and the rest all belonged to Li Banfeng. His residence was so full that it could no longer accommodate both the people and the rickshaws.

Unfortunately, all the rickshaw drivers died. The other people in the family had food to eat, but my wife could only eat the eldest rickshaw driver.

The lady was not in a hurry to pick up her chopsticks. She took the coachman to the seventh room and interrogated him strictly. After a while, she found out the whereabouts of Miss Qin.

"My husband, Miss Qin is still alive. She is locked in a mine in Coal Hill. There is a magic circle at the entrance of the mine. The magic circle is not very sophisticated. My husband can break it by cutting off the path and opening a path.

Miss Qin hasn't eaten for a long time. Husband, bring her some food and drink, but don't let her eat too fast."

After leaving Suishenju, Li Banfeng did not go to look for Miss Xiao Qin first. Some follow-up work had to be done in time.

He took some paper money and returned to Coal Hill, where he cried twice: "You died miserably, your deaths were reduced to ashes! There is no trace of your body left!"

After crying for about ten minutes, a lot of black ash fell from the sky above the coal yard, proving that the drivers had died quickly.

There are more than eighty people in total, and the number of these black and gray people seems to be a little less.

But Li Banfeng could only do this. He went into the bamboo forest and cried for a while. When he saw the flying ashes again, he felt that the aftermath had been properly dealt with.

He found the mine that his wife had mentioned, broke through the magic circle at the entrance by cutting off the path, let the gloves open the chain, and rescued Miss Qin.

This girl was strong. She refused to eat or drink for two days. In order not to burden her father, she wanted to commit suicide by starvation.

Fortunately, Li Banfeng arrived early and fed her some water and two biscuits, which helped her regain some vitality.

He carried little Qin to Beiqiao and found Qin Bulou. Seeing his daughter coming back, Qin Bulou climbed down from the bed and knelt on the ground to kowtow to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng was annoyed by this. He stepped forward and pulled Qin Bulou up: "If you have something to say, stand up and talk. Let's find someone to look after your daughter first."

After a while, the peddler arrived at Beiqiao.

Qin Bulou had just laid down when he heard that the peddler was coming. He quickly got up from the bed, stumbled all the way to the street, bowed deeply to the peddler and said, "I have studied and practiced Taoism for decades, and now I have made some progress. I beg the peddler to allow me to expand my Taoist sect."

This kind of scene was the first time that Li Banfeng and Ma Wu had seen it. Qin Bulou was applying to the peddler for permission to establish a new Taoist sect.

The peddler smiled and said, "I told you before that to establish a sect, you must first be able to stand on your own. If you have this ability, the Taoist sect will naturally be established."

Qin Bulou said nothing, just stood there with his head down.

Li Banfeng said beside him: "Old Qin can actually handle things on his own."

The peddler looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Brother, are you telling a joke?"

Li Banfeng wanted to say a few good words for Lao Qin, but he didn't know where to start.

The "fake coachman" led his men to seize the Huangtu Bridge. Judging from this battle alone, Qin Bulou fought poorly.

He failed to capture a single driver and was seriously injured himself.

Ma Wu also bowed to the peddler and said, "Old Qin defended his territory to the death and refused to give in to those bastards. His character and courage are beyond reproach."

The peddler shook his head: "This has nothing to do with character or courage."

The meaning is very clear. If you want to be a founder of a school, you have to show real combat power. Qin Bulou's current combat power obviously does not meet the standards of a founder.

Ma Wu wanted to plead for mercy, but Qin Bulou stopped him: "Fifth Master, don't say anything. I know shame.

With my limited ability, I don't dare to create any sect. I just ask you not to tell anyone about this and give me some face.
I have no way of repaying your kindness. If you need me to do anything, I will do it for you. Please accept my greetings."

Qin Bulou was about to kowtow again, but everyone tried to stop him. The peddler was too lazy to watch and pushed his cart to leave. The driver stepped forward and said, "Let me be his guarantor."

The peddler was startled: "Will you guarantee him?"

The driver nodded and said, "I have done a great job for you. Didn't you say you would reward me? I beg you to give me some face.
I know that he is not capable enough to become a master of a sect, so I just ask you to give him a chance and don’t let him give up the idea. "

Tang Shijiang stared at the driver, stunned for a while and said, "What on earth are you thinking?"

Qin Bulou is the enemy who seized the driver's territory. Now the driver does not want to seek revenge, but instead comes forward to guarantee him. Tang Shijiang cannot understand why this makes sense.

The driver squatted on the ground, lit a pipe and took two puffs. "This battle came strangely. If it were me, I might not be able to win. If it were me, I might not fight at all, or just abandon the land.
Rather than handing this land over to someone else, I'd rather let Lao Qin guard it for me. If he can't hold it, I'll charge forward. Even if I have to die, I'll drag him down with me. Isn't that good?"

Tang Shijiang turned and left. He didn't want to look at the driver again.

The driver shouted at Tang Shijiang's back: "Brother, don't hate me. Everyone has their own way of living. This is all I can do."

The peddler flicked the lantern on his cart and sighed with a smile, "I have to keep my word and do what I promised you. I'm giving you this face.
Lao Qin, I will come to you again at this time next year. As long as you can show some decent skills and practice this Taoist sect, I will keep it for you."

Lao Qin thanked the peddler first, and then thanked the coachman.

He took out the land seal and wanted to share half of his popularity with the driver.

The driver laughed and said, "What does this mean? Is this a thank you gift?"

Qin Bulou shook his head and said, "There aren't many people who are popular in this local seal. Huangtu Bridge only has this much at the moment. In the future, if we gain popularity, no matter how much, we will split it in half. We will be the local gods of Huangtu Bridge together."

The driver stamped out his cigarette and said, "We can do it together, but I'm making it clear, you have to go first when the battle breaks out."

Qin Bulou nodded and said, "Don't worry. As long as I have one breath left, you don't have to do anything." The driver liked to hear this and took the seal, thus regaining half of his popularity.

After annihilating the Fire Wheel Gang, Beiqiao was overjoyed and busy celebrating.

The peddler looked at Li Banfeng and seemed to have something to say.

Li Banfeng agreed and followed the peddler out of the loess bridge and came to the new place. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, he revealed himself next to the peddler with a humble face.

The peddler looked at his face and said: "I have rescued you, and your injuries have almost healed. Shouldn't we go our separate ways?"

He rubbed his face and said, "The weather has been dry these past two days. I wanted to ask you for some vanishing cream."

When he heard that he wanted vanishing cream, the peddler said sullenly, "How much do you want?"

The face was not big and smiled: "Not much, just enough to wipe my face."

"Nonsense! My two barrels of vanishing cream are not even enough for you to cover half of your face!" The peddler took a spoon and poured a bottle of vanishing cream on the man's face.

He thought the bottle was too little and asked the peddler for another one.

Thinking of that greasy face, Li Banfeng really didn't understand why he needed to use vanishing cream.

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When asked about his future plans, Lian Buda thought for a long time and said, "I have to run my sect first. I heard that the disciple from Yaowanggou died, and now Youxiu only has one disciple left, who is in another state. Can I meet him?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "It's easy to talk about it after meeting him once, but whether he wants to stay in Pro Province depends on his own wishes. We can't force him."

The face was not big and nodded: "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for him."

He left a note for Li Banfeng, saying that there was a new piece of land to the east of Yesong Bridge, which was his territory back then, and he planned to go back and live there for a while.

"The local god of Ye Songqiao is my old friend. This guy likes to argue. I haven't seen him for so many years. I wonder if his temper has changed?" Bian Budai wanted to find the sedan bearer to reminisce about the past.

Li Banfeng tried to dissuade him: "I saw him a few days ago, and his temper hasn't changed at all. You'd better not go to him. If you get mad at him, he'll make you angry and you'll be easily tricked by him."

The face is not big and sighed: "I don't want to look for him either. The key is that the Xuansheng Red Lotus is in his hand. I have to look for him to borrow the Red Lotus to make some pills."

Ask the sedan bearer to borrow the Xuansheng Red Lotus?
This is not a very wise idea.

Bian Dazhao clasped his fists and said, "I will never forget your life-saving grace. I will go ahead, you two, and we will meet again later."

After walking a short distance, Xiaobian rubbed his face non-stop: "It's strange, my face is really dry today."

Why do this?

Is it because the oil is gone?

When the face was not far away, the peddler looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Brother, you have worked so hard during this period.

When I was in a desperate situation, I didn't tell anyone because I was afraid that the news would leak out. I don't know which bastard spread the news that I had a duel with someone in the sky and lost my life.
I was a little panicked at the time, because once Neizhou knew that something happened to me, they would definitely attack Prozhou. But if the news got out, I would never see the light of day again.

Thanks to you for helping me out there, otherwise there wouldn't be just one Yellow Earth Bridge, and I don't know how many people the Neizhou people would have to send over."

Li Banfeng said: "I think the drivers at Huangtu Bridge are very special. Except for the driver boss, the rest of them seem to have similar cultivation and fighting power, as if they were cast from the same mold."

The peddler thought about it and shook his head slightly: "The wording is inappropriate. They are not cut from the same mold. They are born from the same driver. The driver in the lead has a very special blood. He can give birth to a lot of children at once.

These cubs are of the same level and combat power, and have a special connection with the driver who is leading them, so they fight in unison. If they were to give birth to a bunch more cubs, things would be out of control."

If these rickshaw drivers are indeed replicas, how do we explain the rickshaws in their hands?

"Brother Lang, the rickshaws they have are actually parts of steam engines. You should know this, right?"

The peddler nodded and said, "I just learned about this. The people of Neizhou use a machine outside of their bodies to shrink their bodies. Their machine is inside the rickshaw.
But I didn't expect that this machine outside of my body would also give birth to a child, and it was a pair of troubles with this driver, so after I rescued Bian Bu, I immediately rushed to Huangtu Bridge. "

The story of this rickshaw driver and the rickshaw will have to be studied in the future to find out what kind of bloodline they are to have such a strong reproductive ability.

But right now, Li Banfeng really wants to know about not having a big face.

"Who trapped the face in the unknown place?"

"saint."

"Why did he do this?"

"It's very complicated. I don't even know where to start," the peddler thought carefully. "Because Prosperity is like Inner Mongolia, there is no way to store fuel oil. All the machines are coal-fired.
Therefore, as long as the saints control the coal, they can control half of the life of the state of Prosperity.

But Lian Da used his skills to create oil. His oil cultivation skills can not only be used for his own combat, but also for the refining and processing of fuel oil. This is a great threat and provocation to the saint.

The saint ordered the arrest of Big Face, but unexpectedly Big Face did not give up, but instead created a greater threat.
Together with the old train, he improved the machinery and equipment, and reduced the size of the power equipment, which was equivalent to creating a mobile means of transportation, or even a combat weapon, like the tanks and armored vehicles from other states.
This action completely angered the Saint, and he ordered a strict investigation of Bian Bu Da, Lao Huoche and their followers. The group of officials acted ruthlessly and killed many people.

He was eventually arrested and no one knows where he is being held, but there are rumors that he is still alive.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and asked, "Since the Saint hates Leng Bu so much, why doesn't he kill him?"

"Because he wants to keep his face small and use his small face technology to contain Neizhou."

"Isn't the Saint from Neizhou?"

This question was not easy to answer. The peddler thought for a moment and said, "He is considered a Neizhou person, but he is different from the real Neizhou people.
The earliest saints were purebred Neizhou people. They were both saints of the Proletariat and saints of Neizhou.

But the saints of later generations all lived in Puro State. Because of intermarriage with Puro people, the saints' bloodline was no longer pure. By the later generations, the saints' influence on Neizhou was very small. The saints had become emperors of Puro State alone.
The threat from Neizhou to Prozhou gradually became a threat to the Saint. The Saint hoped that the technology of Confrontation would not be mastered by the people of Prozhou, but could still be used by him at the critical moment.
But the saint was not very smart and did not know the ins and outs of the matter. He was not very confident and the incident involved too many people. The saint almost killed all the oil repairmen and then also killed the workers.

After killing the Gong Xiu, he killed the Shang Xiu, then killed the Wen and Wu Xiu, until the corpses piled up like a mountain, and finally blew up the entire Pro Province. Not long after that, the saint was driven off the throne, but few people knew where his face went.
It is said that Lao Chuan once found him, but before he could tell his whereabouts, Lao Chuan himself was trapped in the inner state. If you hadn't found him, who knows how many years he would have been trapped. "

Li Banfeng asked, "You're worried about the news leaking out, are you afraid that the people from Neizhou will take action against you first?"

The peddler nodded: "Because the saint is still alive, he is in Neizhou. For the sake of the future, he will definitely not easily reveal the whereabouts of Lian Buqi to Neizhou.

But if they knew that I wanted to rescue Lian Bu Da, then the situation would be different. The saints would join hands with Neizhou to do everything they could to deal with me. Not only would I fail to rescue Lian Bu Da, but I might even get involved.
But I really can't think of who made up the rumor that I had a fight with the people in heaven?"

"The person who spread the rumor has been found out. It's Ye Haolong from Pillow City. He had hysteria while sleeping and took the things in his dream seriously. He went out of the city and spread nonsense, and also spread the rumor."

Li Banfeng recounted Ye Haolong's dream in general.

"Ye Haolong..." The peddler thought of this man, "This old man has been defeated in battles all his life. He feels aggrieved and comes to me to make amends.

It's fine for him to just brag a little, but why do so many people believe it?"

Li Banfeng said: "There were other reasons at that time. A lot of things happened in Xuehua Pu, and many masters in Puzi were killed. Neizhou also sent Zhang Gunli to fight with Mr. Kong Fang, the second in command of Xuehua Pu.
As the head of Xuehuapu, you watched Xuehuapu suffer repeated heavy losses but never took action, so many people believed the rumors were true and thought that the people in heaven really killed you. "

The peddler nodded and said, "This vanishing cream, first of all, depends on the workmanship, and secondly, the materials used. Not everyone can do this business. If you say that I am the boss, it does make sense!"

Li Banfeng said, "We were talking about Xuehua Pu, why did you bring up the snow cream?"

The peddler was startled: "What does Xuehua Pu do?"

These words made Li Banfeng cough.

"Xuehua Pu, don't you know what they do? They are a group of experts who get together and mint coins!"

After talking for a long time, Li Banfeng finally remembered the function of Xuehuapu.

The peddler looked at Li Banfeng and asked, "You said that the big-dollar coins were minted in Xuehuapu?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Yes, isn't that what everyone says?"

"Did you see it?"

"No." Li Banfeng shook his head. Not to mention him, it seemed that few people in the entire Provins had seen how foreign currency was minted.

"How about I tell you, this vanishing cream, not only the cream is of good quality, but also the processing must be done with care.
If it's too thin, it won't lock in moisture. If it's too thick, it'll be uncomfortable to put on your face. The heat is especially hard to control. And the spices can't be too bright or too light..."

Li Banfeng was a little angry: "Why are you talking about Snow Cream again? Aren't we talking about Snow Cream?"

The peddler asked, "What are you talking about Xuehuapu?"

"They say they mint silver coins for the state of Provo, and you are their boss!"

The peddler still didn't understand: "Why is it that the big money in Prosperity is minted in Xuehuapu?"

Li Banfeng took out a big dollar and said, "See, there is a snowflake on the back. This is the symbol of Xuehuapu."

The peddler shook his head and said, "Why is this the logo of Xuehua Pu? Why isn't it the logo of Snow Cream?"

"How can this be the symbol of vanishing cream? Can vanishing cream be used to make coins?"

"Why not?" The peddler scooped a spoonful of vanishing cream and sprinkled it on the car. The white vanishing cream flowed down the car.

The peddler grabbed a handful of powder and sprinkled it on the vanishing cream.

The vanishing cream turned into silver coins and fell to the ground.

PS: No matter where the peddler goes, the first thing he shouts out is definitely foreign soap and vanishing cream.

(End of this chapter)