Lord of Puro

Chapter 664: Bitter Vegetables Start a Fire, Thousands of Knives Flow Blood
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The peddler parked the truck, stood at the factory gate, and looked at Shi Gongxing's body.

The monsters stood nearby and didn't dare to speak. The peddler asked, "Did he die on his own land?"

Zhangzi was the first to find the body, and he didn't know how to answer: "Mr. Peddler, we saw the body here, and we don't know where he died."

The peddler asked again: "Has he been to other places before?"

The deer replied, "We have been there, but we don't know where."

"Does anyone know?"

The group of strange monsters looked at each other, and finally looked at a woman who looked like a sheep.

This woman was smart, pretty, and knew some workmanship, and was deeply loved by the Stonemason. The monsters said that they studied the workmanship together on the machine tool during the day and on their bed at night.

The sheep girl was terrified and said with red eyes: "Mr. Shi left with a man named He Jiaqing. Before he left, he told me that he was going to the soda kiln."

He Jiaqing?
"This matter really needs to be investigated thoroughly." The peddler pushed the cart away.

If Shigongxing died in the soda kiln, the peddler should not be in charge because the soda kiln is no longer Shigongxing's territory.

If Shigongxing died at the hands of Feng Daiku, the peddler should not care, because Feng Daiku did not have the cultivation level above Yunshang.

But if Shigongxing died on this new land, or was killed by the cultivators above the clouds, the peddler could not tolerate him.

……

At Kucai Zhuang and Baishi Restaurant, He Jiaqing sat by the wall, eating rice. He ate everything in his bowl without wasting any food.

The person serving the food, who was wearing a red coat and had a face full of rouge, couldn't tell if she was the eldest sister or the eldest brother. She shouted at He Jiaqing, "Do you want more? If you're not full, I can serve you another bowl."

He Jiaqing nodded and ordered another bowl of rice.

He Jiaqing recognized the man serving meals. He used to be an uncle who gave little meals and always liked to add sand to the food. But now, for some reason, his temperament has changed and his appearance has also changed a lot.

Just after finishing his meal, He Jiaqing heard the sound of rattles coming from a distance.

The peddler is here!

There were some things that He Jiaqing wanted to talk to the peddler about, but just as he was about to walk out of the white food restaurant, a woman in coarse clothes stopped him at the door.

The bitter mother-in-law is here.

"Senior." He Jiaqing bowed deeply.

Everyone in the white food restaurant quickly saluted.

Grandma Ku waved her hand and everyone else left, leaving He Jiaqing alone in the room.

The bitter woman asked He Jiaqing: "What are you doing here?"

He Jiaqing lowered his head and said, "To avoid disaster."

"Whose disaster are you hiding from?"

"I'm hiding from our Taoist ancestor. He has been targeting me recently."

The bitter old woman asked, "Are you talking about Laughing Thousand Hands? Aren't you hiding from the peddler?"

He Jiaqing didn't understand: "Why would I hide from the peddler?"

The bitter old woman looked outside the door and said, "I think the peddler is coming for you, so stay in this room and don't come out."

After saying that, Grandma Ku waved her hand, and an invisible barrier sealed the door of the white food restaurant.

The poor old woman walked outside the white food restaurant and looked at the peddler pushing his cart and hawking his wares.

The peddler seldom came to Kucai Farm. The people in the farm looked at him curiously, and many of them bought things from him.

The bitter old lady walked up to the truck and asked, "Do you have any rattle candies for sale?"

The peddler laughed and said, "There are rattles and medicinal candies, but where is the rattle candy?"

The bitter old woman asked again: "Do you have a washbasin for sale?"

The peddler shook his head and said, "There is a wash basin and a kettle, but there is no such thing as a wash kettle. Don't be ridiculous."

The bitter old woman sneered and said, "I see you haven't done any serious business for a few days. Rattles and wash pots are rare things. You can't buy any of them. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

The peddler shook his head and said, "I'm not looking for trouble, I'm looking for people."

"Who are you looking for?"

"He Jiaqing."

"What do you want with him?"

"The Stonemason is dead, and his body is on his own land."

The bitter mother-in-law was startled: "You are in charge of this matter too?"

The peddler asked back, "Why don't you do anything about it?"

Granny Ku sat down on a stone by the roadside and said, "Shi Gongxing gave the land that Lao Chuche had left him to Feng Daiku, and he made a new piece of land for himself. Logically speaking, he is no longer the local god, so why do you still care about his life or death?"

The peddler took a bench from the truck and sat down as well: "I don't know where this news came from, but some people always say that I only care about the local gods.
As long as I'm in Pro Province, I'll take care of everything that needs to be done. I will never tolerate Yunshang Zhishang killing a local god on earth."

He Jiaqing was terrified as he heard this in the room.

Mason Star's death was within his expectations.

At the soda kiln, He Jiaqing felt that Xiao Qianshou was following him, so he deliberately let Shi Gongxing go first. There was a high probability that Shi Gongxing died at the hands of Xiao Qianshou.

But Shigongxing's corpse appeared on his own territory, which surprised He Jiaqing a little.

Did Xiao Qianshou wait until they reached the new land before taking action?

Now the peddler wants to blame He Jiaqing for Shi Gongxing's death, and He Jiaqing has to defend himself no matter what.

But just as he was about to go out, the barrier outside the door suddenly flickered, and He Jiaqing felt a sharp pain all over his body as if he was being cut by a knife or chopped by an axe, as if a layer of skin was peeled off his body.

This is the power of the barrier.

Not to mention going through the main gate, even if he had learned the skill of traveling without hindrance, he couldn't even think of leaving the white food restaurant. The barrier of the bitter mother-in-law was not something He Jiaqing could break.

The bitter old woman looked at the peddler and said, "In the past, a local god of a new land died on his own land, but you never did anything about it!"

The peddler shook his head and said, "I didn't understand it, but you can't say I didn't care."

He Jiaqing was well aware of this. It was indeed difficult to control the affairs of some local gods in Xindi, because many of them were lackeys of the inner state.

The bitter old woman looked at the peddler and said, "When can you write out all your rules one by one and put up a notice so that we can see them clearly? Don't let people who don't know the rules cause trouble for you and create chaos!"

The peddler nodded and said, "It is indeed my fault. Please call He Jiaqing over so I can ask him a few questions."

"No!" Granny Ku shook her head and said, "He came to my Kucai Manor and wanted to join my Taoist sect. Now he is being tested by me and cannot leave Baishi Restaurant."

The peddler smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go to the white food restaurant and ask him."

Granny Ku also laughed: "Once you enter the Baishi Restaurant, you will become my disciple. You will have to call me Grandmaster!"

"If I enter the Baishi Restaurant, I am considered a disciple of your sect?" The peddler frowned and asked, "When did this rule come about?"

The bitter old woman was surprised and said, "This is the rule I set, don't you know?"

The peddler's eyes fixed with a hint of coldness.

Granny Ku stood up and dusted herself off: "Don't forget this is Kucai Village, this is my territory. If you attack me, will it be considered breaking your rules?"

When she said this, the poor old woman was unsure.

The peddler's skills are not higher than Yunshang's, so whether this is considered breaking the rules depends on whether the peddler admits it.

The peddler put away the stool and just stood up, the ground under his feet turned into billowing flames. Several rocks around him were quickly burned and flowed slowly under the peddler's feet.

The onlookers ran to the roof as fast as they could, and even He Jiaqing from the white food restaurant climbed onto the beam.

The fire was aimed at the peddler. He Jiaqing was only slightly affected, but he also suffered a lot. First, his hair started smoking, then his skin was burnt. No matter how hard he tried, he could not resist it.

The peddler stood quietly in the flames. He first put the small stool on the truck, then lifted his feet and looked at the soles of his shoes.

"It's okay. These are new shoes and you didn't burn them." The peddler nodded with satisfaction.

The poor old woman was a little nervous. She had put a lot of effort into making the fire, but there was not even a scar left on the peddler's shoe soles.

"Looks like we really have to fight today." The bitter old woman let the flames entangle her body, and her situation was exactly the same as the peddler's.

"What are you fighting for? You're right. This is your territory." The peddler laughed. "Please tell He Jiaqing that when he has finished his training with you, he can come out and talk to me about the Mason Star."

Bang, dang, dang~
The peddler shook the rattle, stepped on the flames, and pushed the cart away.

The cart was not damaged, the peddler was not injured, and he walked on the molten rock without leaving any marks.

As he left, the bitter old woman breathed a sigh of relief and retracted all the flames. The surrounding grass and trees turned to ashes, and the rocks melted first and then solidified, all becoming stone cakes. But what He Jiaqing couldn't understand was that the surrounding buildings were not damaged.

Seeing the deliveryman walk out of Kucai Farm, Grandma Ku felt relieved, but He Jiaqing became anxious.

He came to Kucai Village to avoid Xiao Qianshou, not to avoid the peddler.

If I don’t give the peddler an explanation now, it would be like he is taking the entire matter of Stonemason Star on himself.

Why not let him explain something that can be explained simply?
why?

With a smile on her face, Granny Ku returned to the Baishi Restaurant: "Let's continue talking about the matter of Xiao Lao Qiang. Is there any room for reconciliation between you two?"

Looking at the bitter mother-in-law's smile, He Jiaqing wiped the burn marks on his face, lowered his head, and sighed deeply. He knew why he was not allowed to explain clearly.

The bitter mother-in-law had long wanted to make He Jiaqing and the peddler have a grudge.

He Jiaqing didn't dare to quarrel with his poor mother-in-law, and it was probably too late to go find the peddler now.

Forget it, let’s talk about Xiao Qianshou first.

"Senior, there is really no way to ease the tension between Xiao Qianshou and me."

The bitter mother-in-law thought for a moment and said, "Then let's find an opportunity to deal with this matter once and for all."

"But if we get rid of him completely..."

He Jiaqing didn't know what to say next.

If Xiao Qianshou died, the matter of Shigong Star would be completely unclear!
……

The five sisters of the Luo family are training Juanzi, Gong Ziming is training their innocent friends, the prince and the queen are looking more and more attractive, and Li Banfeng is ready to pave the way for the two of them.

Now, except for Li Qi and his group and the five sisters of the Luo family, no one believes that Juanzi is the legitimate royal family of Da Shang. If they want to build up momentum, they must lay a solid foundation.

The key is where is this foundation?
Li Banfeng thought about going back to Green Water City to print newspapers and spread the word that the orthodox royal family of Neizhou had been found.

Printing newspapers is a simple matter. Li Banfeng owns a newspaper office, but how convincing can it be just by doing this?
Green Water City is far away from Neizhou. How much impact can the sensation in Green Water City have on Neizhou?

The foundation cannot be placed in Green Water City, it must be built in Santoucha, and it must be placed at the doorstep of Neizhou, so that it can take root in Neizhou's heart.

To stabilize the three-way fork, we must first stabilize the underground city. We must hold the underground city firmly in our hands and not let Mr. Kong Fang take it back.

Li Banfeng came to Qingyuan Building, found the foreman Nie Congyang, and asked about the rent collection situation.

Nie Congyang did indeed follow the original rules. The rent for that month was waived and the rent was reduced by half thereafter.

This was a good job. Li Banfeng nodded and said, "You have secured the position of leader. Now, have everyone in the building leave and block the surrounding streets. No one is allowed to enter without my order."

Nie Congyang quickly led his men out of Qingyuanzi and blocked the surrounding streets.

Li Banfeng shouted angrily: "Crazy cultivation skills, blood will flow like a river!"

Ban Fengzi shook his head and said, "There is no one else here, so why do you say that blood is flowing like a river?"

Ban Fengyi looked down on Ban Fengzi: "Don't you know how to talk properly? He just wants us to get more brothers."

After a while, hundreds of shadows appeared in the room, some of them had some skills, some were quite skilled, and some were good at nothing and were just there to make up the numbers.

It's enough to make up the number.

Li Banfeng let the shadows stay in the building for a while, and then took them all back to Suishenju.

These shadows entered Qingyuan Building, and all of them had marks left in their bodies. In Suishenju, Li Banfeng used the skill of sleeping soundly, exerting his strength, and made the shadows spit out all the copper coins in their bodies.

This copper coin is a good thing. Madam, please collect it quickly and keep it for future use. "Although more than a hundred is not a small amount, it would be better if there were more and Honglian could make a weapon or a magic weapon with it."

"Don't worry, my lady, there are plenty of these things."

Li Banfeng took the shadows out again, and soon brought them back.

"Well done, my husband! I will serve you well!"

Li Banfeng asked: "Madam, what good things are in this copper coin?"

"Blood!" the record player replied. "Very rare blood!"

……

Under the sea, there is a house, and in the house there is a three-story building.

Mr. Kong Fang was in his bedroom on the second floor of the small building, recuperating from his injuries while casting copper coins.

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The main materials of these copper coins are copper and his blood.

In the previous battle with Huang Yuxian, too many copper coins were lost and some must be replenished.

But this is a very contradictory thing. Mr. Kong Fang is already injured. If he replenishes his copper coins, it means losing more blood, which is not conducive to his recovery.

After careful consideration, Mr. Kong Fang decided to sacrifice some of his blood to make up for the 300 copper coins. After a lot of effort he cast more than 200 coins, but found that these two hundred copper coins were gone in the blink of an eye.

Who could do this?

Mr. Kong Fang held a copper coin in his hand and sensed for a long time before he realized that someone had entered the Qingyuanzi Building.

It’s Li Qi again!

"What a young man!" Mr. Kong Fang exclaimed sincerely, "This guy is so damn shameless!"

Mr. Kong Fang temporarily cut off contact with Qingyuanzi Building, otherwise no matter how much copper coins he had, they would not be enough to pay the compensation.

Li Banfeng used the "Place Without Worry" trick for the third time in Qingyuan Building, but only got more than 20 copper coins. He felt that something was wrong.

The record player said, "My husband, take me out to have a look. There may be some explanation here."

Li Banfeng picked up the record player, and the record player took the puppet that Honglian had just repaired and walked around the building with Li Banfeng.

"Great place, great method!" the record player exclaimed, "My dear husband, the construction method of this building is very unique, and it is connected to Mr. Kong Fang's body."

Li Banfeng asked, "Can we find Mr. Kong Fang directly through this building?"

"It should be possible, but I can't see the connection here clearly. My husband, why don't you give it a try?"

"See? What do you think?"

"Use the techniques my little slave taught you!"

Li Banfeng opened his golden eyes and didn't find anything different about this building.

"My husband, you use the Golden Eyes technique so much, but have you ever thought about improving it?"

Li Banfeng said: "I do want to improve, but the key is hard to find."

Golden Eyes and Autumn Hairs is a first-level skill learned by Li Banfeng for home cultivation. To date, this skill has not made much progress. It is easy to use, but difficult to practice.

The lady pointed out, "Sir, take a look at the water pipes in this building."

The water pipes in Qingyuan Building are not buried in the walls. Most of them are external lines. The network is right in front of you, but the pipes are a bit messy and you can often misjudge them.

Li Banfeng used his golden eyes to see the slightest detail, so he would not make a mistake and could see the direction of the pipeline clearly.

The wife said again: "Husband, take a closer look to see if there is spiritual energy moving in this pipe."

Li Banfeng concentrated his mind and looked for a long time, and vaguely saw some light red traces in the pipeline.

"Madam, this is..."

"The water pipes of this building are connected to Mr. Kong Fang's blood vessels. Mr. Kong Fang's copper coins will flow through his blood vessels and into his body, and will also flow through the water pipes and into this building."

Li Banfeng was a little surprised: "Madam, what level of engineering skill is this?"

"My dear husband, this is not a craftsmanship technique, this is a martial arts technique."

"Martial artist?" Li Banfeng really couldn't understand.

"A true martial arts master can use all available combat power to the fullest extent. The so-called available combat power includes one's own physique and weapons.
Blood vessels are Mr. Kong Fang's body, and copper coins are his weapons. He is the master of martial arts, and is as famous as the Thousand Swords Ranger Ai Yeqing, who is as famous as the Eight-Doll Scholar Zhou Wencheng. "

It turns out that Mr. Kong Fang is a martial artist, and a very famous one at that.

"Madam, can you tell Mr. Kong Fang's identity from the means used in this building?" Li Banfeng felt that this matter was not that simple. Mr. Kong Fang's deception had lasted for decades and should not be so easy to detect.

The record player said, "My dear husband, I didn't judge based on just this one trick. I fought with Mr. Kong Fang before, on that passenger ship."

Li Banfeng searched his memory and indeed found the scene at that time. Several shadows experienced the battle from different angles.

"Madam, Mr. Kong Fang said your last name is Huang and Yin, which I can understand, but what does it mean when he said your last name is Long?"

"I did have the last name Long. I will tell you about this later. Let's talk about the building first. I used my skills, but I couldn't smell the fishy smell in my blood vessels in this building.
In addition, the copper coins are gone, so I guess Mr. Kong Fang’s connection with this building has been cut off.”

"This building will have nothing to do with him from now on?"

The record player shook its loud speaker and said, "Of course not. As long as he wants to contact us, he can always get in touch. My husband, if you just want this building, it's easy. Just tear down these pipes and rebuild them."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "What use do I have for this building? I was thinking that if I could continue to use this building to drain the blood of that Thousand Knife Kong Fang, it would not only ensure the stability of Santoucha, but also give full play to Mr. Kong Fang's role!"

The lady thought for a moment and said, "There is a way. Let's go home and discuss it."

The couple returned to Suishenju, and the wife went straight into the seventh room: "Brother, I have something to discuss with you. If I remember correctly, you are Peixiu, right?"

The man from Room 7 sighed: "I don't know whether you remembered it correctly or not, but I can't remember it myself anyway."

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember. I saw the hook you left behind."

"Ma'am, I only left the hook in this room. It shouldn't be considered a violation of the house rules."

"I didn't say you broke the rules. I just wanted to discuss with you and let my husband borrow some techniques from you."

The man in the seventh room was silent for a moment and said, "I'm afraid this is inappropriate. I'm not a home spirit, so I shouldn't lend my skills to home repairmen."

Another man's voice came from Room 8: "Brother, don't be so serious."

The seventh room replied: "I'm not being serious. I'm just being reasonable."

The Eighth Room said again: "Brother, please don't be so serious."

The Seventh Room ignored the Eighth Room and said directly to the record player: "Madam, we have to make things clear first. It is my duty to let me contribute to the family, but I am not a home spirit, and my skills cannot be borrowed casually. This is the truth!"

Hong Ying entered the seventh room and asked, "What can I do if it makes sense?"

The Seventh Room really started to fight: "Why don't you let me speak my mind if it makes sense?"

After more than five minutes, Qifang coughed for a long time and said weakly: "Well, I'm just explaining the principle. If you really want to borrow it, it's fine. The key is to see if the technique can be used."

The record player said, "Don't worry about that. When it's your turn to contribute, don't hesitate."

"Don't worry, ma'am. There will be no ambiguity, absolutely no ambiguity..." Qifang was speechless. He had to save his energy to prepare his techniques.

Hong Ying touched the back of the record player and said, "He dare not be vague. Xiaowan, just let me do this kind of thing in the future."

The record player hummed a sound, and asked Hong Ying to prepare the pen and paper while Li Banfeng signed the contract with the seventh room.

The couple went to the building again. The wife instructed Li Banfeng to hold the deed and use the skills of the mansion to leave a hook.

"How can I keep this?" Li Banfeng has been learning the skills of the deep mansion for so long, and apart from his wife's skills, he has only borrowed Hong Ying's skills. These two are Li Banfeng's house spirits, so it is only right for him to borrow their skills.

But Qifang is not a house spirit, and it cannot be borrowed casually with just a piece of paper.

The wife said, "It depends on how well your business outside is doing."

Li Banfeng was shocked: "What business are you talking about, my lady? I have never done the hook business."

"What the little slave is talking about is a deceptive business."

Li Banfeng said righteously: "Don't say such things. When has my husband ever lied to anyone?"

The record player blew out steam and laughed twice: "My husband is right. My husband never lies. My husband doesn't have the deceptive foolish cultivation skills. My husband is not a foolish cultivator at all. My husband has never lied to me, my slave."

"Yeah." Li Banfeng replied softly.

The record player continued, "My husband, let's break the rules today and lie to yourself for once, and say that the one in the seventh room is your own house spirit."

Li Banfeng sighed: "It's still a little difficult to deceive yourself."

"How difficult is it, my husband? You are a person who knows the skill of heaven and earth, and even a little slave can't do this. What else can be difficult for my husband?"

Li Banfeng smiled modestly and called Banfengzi out: "Do you think the seventh room is our house spirit?"

Ban Fengzi shook his head and said, "No."

Li Banfeng asked again: "Does he live in our house?"

Ban Fengzi nodded: "Yes."

"Is he a spirit, then?"

"Of course."

“Is a house spirit a spirit that lives in the house?”

"Of course."

Li Banfeng asked, "Then do you think he is a home spirit?"

The cause and effect were reversed, but Ban Fengzi thought for a moment and was still a little hesitant: "Does he recognize his master?"

Recognizing the master is the key link of the house spirit. If it is not handled properly, the foolish cultivation technique will hardly be effective.

Li Banfeng brought out a contract and said, "He has even signed the contract, so how can he not acknowledge his master?"

The irrefutable evidence also took effect.

Ban Fengzi clutched the deed and said with difficulty: "But we still don't know his name."

This level is not easy to pass. If you want the house spirit to recognize its master, the house repairman needs to call out the house spirit's name.

But this step cannot be achieved for the time being because Qifang has forgotten his own name.

Li Banfeng said: "This is easy. Let Yingying beat him up and he will agree to whatever you ask him to do."

After a long silence, Ban Fengzi nodded repeatedly: "That's true!"

Li Banfeng said: "Then don't be idle, borrow it!"

Ban Fengzi was trembling all over. Among the many shadows, except for Ban Fengyi, Ban Fengzi knew the most skills, including the skills of living in a large mansion.

But this technique was difficult to use today. Although a contract had been signed and Qifang tried his best to cooperate, he also made himself believe that Qifang was the spirit of the house. Even so, it was still quite difficult to use this technique by force.

Li Banfeng thought it would not work, but his wife was very confident: "My husband, the Seventh House has lived in the house for so long, and must have some connection with the house. The key to the technique of the deep mansion is the fit between the house repair and the house. As long as there is a connection with the house, this technique can be borrowed!"

After trying more than ten times, Li Banfeng was sweating profusely and the color of the banfengzi became lighter. After so much effort, he finally hung a hook on the main water pipe.

"Will this one hook work?"

Recorder wiped Banfeng's sweat with distress: "It works, this hook is hung on the vital point, the level of the seventh room is not low, Mr. Kong Fang will definitely not be able to detect it. In the future, as long as he connects to this building, you will definitely be able to sense it. When the time comes, you can use his blood as you like!"

Li Banfeng smiled, but then he thought, "If I'm not in Qingyuanzi Building, how can I suck his blood?"

The record player smiled and said, "That depends on whether the old man is willing to keep a station here. He has got a lot of good things recently!"

Li Banfeng nodded slightly: "Three-pronged fork, I can hold it!"

"Hold on! My dear husband, we have paved the way, just keep moving forward!"

(End of this chapter)