Lord of Puro

Chapter 675 Brother, are you here?

He Jiaqing quickly replaced the deeds on the bookshelf. Every time he replaced a deed, his cheeks twitched involuntarily.

Every time he twitched, he would curse in his heart:
Pooh! shameless!
Steal my things!

What kind of hero is stealing? If you want something good, can't you just take it yourself? You come to steal from me, how shameless!

Ban Fengyi ran away close to the ground, and He Jiaqing didn't dare to say anything.

He didn't know where this shadow came from, but he definitely couldn't die here with it.

Fortunately, Yingzi only stole ten deeds, and He Jiaqing took the remaining nineteen.

There is another one, which He Jiaqing has never found. This one belongs to Rong Sijiao.

Rong Sijiao’s deed is not in Wenyuan Pavilion. Who took it away?

He Jiaqing felt painful because ten deeds were stolen, and now he didn't get the deed of Rong Sijiao, which made him even more unhappy.

He Jiaqing has always been cautious in doing things. He had a fake deed in his arms, which was blank with no words engraved on it. He originally intended to keep it as a backup.

He glanced at the shelf to see if there were any suitable deeds to take away, and two names caught his eye.

The first name startled him: Chu Yaoxi.

Wasn't Chu Yaoxian's contract already taken away? It was placed in a bag and then stolen by the shadow.

How come another one popped up...

After a careful look, I realized that this was not Chu Yaoxian's contract. There was only one character difference between Chu Yaoxi and Chu Yaoxian.

Who is Chu Yaoxi? He Jiaqing has never heard of this local god.

Take it, it might be of some use.

He Jiaqing took Chu Yaoxi's deed and put the fake deed prepared for Rong Sijiao back in its original place.

There is also a deed, which belongs to Li Furong.

When seeing this name, He Jiaqing thought of a place, the barbecue restaurant in front of Yuezhou University.

In that barbecue restaurant, He Jiaqing had dinner and drinks with Li Banfeng for the last time. Li Banfeng once mentioned why old lady Wu from the orphanage called him Li Baisha.

"Because she always asked me to buy cigarettes for her, and during that time, she liked to smoke Baisha, so she called me Li Baisha,

Before, she called me Li Hongmei, and before that, she called me Li Yingchun. There was a period of time when she was living a good life and smoking a lot of cigarettes, so she called me Li Furong. "

This was said by Li Banfeng himself. Could it be that this deed is his?
Li Banfeng's cultivation had already reached the cloud level, so he definitely needed the support of the land. It was reasonable for him to become the local god in the new land.

Of course, there is another person who has some connection with Li Furong, Li Haoyun, the head of Furongzhai.

Is it possible that this deed belongs to Li Haoyun?
If this deed belongs to Li Banfeng, it will be of great use if we take it back.

Even if it doesn't belong to Li Banfeng, Li Haoyun is also a powerful force in Lushui City, so it will not be a loss to take him in.

He Jiaqing took out a blank fake deed from his arms and quickly engraved Li Furong's name on it with his ring.

The characters were carved a little roughly, but it was not a big problem. It was impossible for the three men guarding the deed to check them carefully one by one.

With both pockets full, He Jiaqing put the deed in his arms, left the deed library quietly, and locked the door in an unknown place outside.

After leaving Wenyuan Pavilion, He Jiaqing still felt annoyed and angry, but he found some red ink stains on the ground.

He Jiaqing smiled.

There was very little ink, just a few drops, but it was enough for He Jiaqing.

This photographer is not reliable. He doesn't know how to change the bag.

There was a mark left on He Jiaqing's pocket. Once the pocket leaves his hand, the mark will be triggered. These red ink marks are left by the mark.

I want to see who this Ying Xiu is, I want to see where he can run to!

……

Ban Fengyi ran all the way carrying the bag until he reached the fifth gate. There were too many guards and it was too risky to force his way in.

The city wall is very thick, and Ban Fengyi's skill of moving freely has not been mastered, so he doesn't know if he can get out.

After trying it once, Ban Fengyi almost disappeared on the spot. The city wall was not only thick, but also had mechanisms inside.

He looked at the city gate again, wondering when the guards would change shifts.

It would be great if Ban Fengzi was here. He has the talent for home cultivation and can use the skill of following shadow to attach himself to Ban Fengzi, forming Ban Fengyi. Ban Fengzi is easily ignored, but Ban Fengyi is fast enough, so the chance of rushing over will be much greater.

While thinking, Ban Fengyi suddenly felt the danger approaching. Instinctively, he immediately hid in the alley. He Jiaqing followed the traces and reached the city gate in a blink of an eye.

The ink stains were still on the ground, but He Jiaqing didn't stop and went straight into the alley.

Ban Fengyi ran madly through the alley, with He Jiaqing chasing him closely.

How did he catch up?
Ban Fengyi realized that there might be something wrong with the bag, but there was no way to change the bag now because He Jiaqing was chasing him too closely.

I have to find someone to help, otherwise he will have to take the bag of deeds back.

Where is Ban Fengzi?

Ban Fengzi was wandering in front of the Sixth Gate.

He had almost memorized all the government offices in the Five-Layer Gate, and he wanted to see what the situation was like in the Six-Layer Gate.

But the guards at the Sixth Gate were twice as many as those at the Fiveth Gate. Even if one guard noticed an extra shadow on the ground, it would be difficult for Ban Fengzi to escape.

You can't just go in directly, you have to find someone to cover you.

A three-headed man walked slowly towards the city gate. Ban Fengzi saw that he was quite tall and his shadow was quite long on the ground. While the man was not paying attention, Ban Fengzi went straight into his shadow and walked forward along his shadow.

It's no wonder that these three men are a perfect match for Ban Fengzi. He walks steadily and doesn't make many scattered movements. Ban Fengzi hides in the shadows, and as long as there are no mistakes in speed, there are basically no flaws.

After following these three men into the Six-Layer Gate, Ban Fengzi still did not dare to act rashly.

A large number of palaces appeared inside the six-layer gate, and guards were patrolling the streets. Looking up, pavilions and towers were lined up one after another, and the vermilion lacquered and colored glaze were brightly lit.

Is this the imperial palace?
There are nine gates in Chaoge. As soon as I reach the sixth gate, I have already reached the palace?
How could this three-headed man enter the palace? What was his origin?
Look at him walking slowly on the street, no one knows where he is going. He is calm and indifferent, as if the whole Chaoge is under his control.

Is he a saint?

When did the saint grow three heads?
It's hard to say. It's possible that the saint learned that a new king had emerged from the three heads, and in order to solve his own bloodline problem, he forced himself to grow two more heads.

The man crossed several streets in succession, occasionally greeting pedestrians he met on the road.

After walking for a long time, there were fewer and fewer people on the road, the lights dimmed, the patrolling soldiers could no longer be seen, and Ban Fengzi was ready to escape.

He didn't want to follow the three-headed man around. He wanted to explore the six-level gate as quickly as possible and find a chance to break into the seven-level gate.

The three men stood silently on a street for a moment.

This street is different from other places. There is no one on the street and the lights are very sparse.

There are buildings on both sides of the street, but no one lives in them. Although the red bricks and green tiles are still there, there seems to be a layer of thick gray fog covering them, making them look dead.

Seeing that this place was perfect for escaping, Ban Fengzi walked out from the shadows cautiously. Just as he was about to leave, close to the ground, a cold wind suddenly blew, pushing him to walk slowly deeper into the street.

What kind of wind is this? Why is it so strong?
Ban Fengzi grabbed the ground hard, but his body still slid forward, leaving several scratches on the ground.

Although his talent in travel cultivation is not that good, Ban Fengzi also has the skills to avoid danger and seek good fortune. There is no end to this street, but Ban Fengzi can feel that great danger is approaching.

Can't go forward!
Ban Fengzi struggled hard, but to no avail.

I heard low humming sounds in my ears, as if countless people were crying.

Shadows floated before my eyes, as if many people were also struggling.

Ban Fengzi was about to lose his strength, and his body was about to leave the ground. He was about to be swept away by the strong wind along with a group of phantoms.

The three men stepped forward and grabbed Ban Fengzi.

"This is the Road of the Dead. If you keep going, you will enter the furnace." The three-headed man brought Ban Fengzi to the street.

Avoiding the strong wind, Ban Fengzi stood firmly. After surviving the disaster, his whole body was up and down, as if he was gasping for breath violently.

Three heads and six eyes stared at Ban Fengzi together.

The head on the left asked, "Why are you panting so hard?"

Ban Mineko replied: "I was terrified."

The head in the middle asked, "Can you really breathe?"

Banfengzi nodded and said, "I will."

The head on the right said: "Then are you still my shadow?"

Ban Fengzi didn't know how to answer.

His identity has been exposed, why would the other party still ask such a question?
Is this torture or humiliation?

No matter what the other party's intentions were, one thing was certain: this three-headed man was extremely powerful, and Ban Fengzi was unable to fight against him and had no chance of escaping.

The three heads spoke together: "I asked you a question just now, but you haven't answered it yet. Are you still my shadow?"

Ban Mineko replied ambiguously: "I am indeed a shadow."

The three heads asked together: "I have three heads. Since you are my shadow, why do you only have one head?"

Ban Fengzi thought of another ambiguous answer: "Because I am not a three-headed man."

The one with the left head asked in surprise: "Our shadow is not a three-headed man?"

The head on the right asked in astonishment: "Then are we still three-headed people?"

The head in the middle exclaimed, "It doesn't seem to be the case!"

After saying that, the three heads laughed out loud: "Wow ha ha ha ha!"

After laughing, the three heads merged into one head.

The man's hair turned white, and his beard turned white.

The eyes got bigger and the cheeks got rounder.

A memory came to his mind. Ban Fengzi was stunned for a long time, and suddenly shouted, "Brother!"

The train master smiled, just like when they just parted: "Brother, why are you here?"

Ban Fengzi is Li Banfeng, and he has all of Li Banfeng’s memories.

He had a lot to say to the train master, but he couldn't think of what to say.

Staring at the train master, Ban Fengzi spoke for a long time: "Brother, I promised to come and save you."

The train master smiled and said, "Silly boy, you really came. It's been such a long time since we last met. Your training must be very hard, right?"

Ban Fengzi nodded and said, "It is a bit bitter."

The train master sighed, "I can tell you've been through a hard time, you've become so tanned."

Ban Fengzi pondered for a moment and said, "I am indeed a little dark, but it's not because of the sun. I am a shadow."

The train master thought for a moment and said, "Are you really a shadow?"

"I really am."

"Then swear an oath!"

Ban Fengzi swore an oath on the spot.

The train master still couldn't figure it out: "Since you are a shadow, why don't you follow my brother and run out alone?"

Ban Fengzi wanted to talk about the technique of hanging shadows together, but he remembered another problem. The train master hated Zhai Xiu very much.

"Actually, this is because I also studied shadow cultivation." Ban Fengzi found a suitable excuse. Even if the train father-in-law pursued the matter in the future, Ban Fengyi also knew the skills of shadow cultivation, and this was indeed the truth.

The train master waited for Ban Fengzi to look at him for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Why are you studying shadow cultivation as well?"

Ban Fengzi saw a hint of coldness in the eyes of the train driver.

Does he hate Ying Xiu as well?
"I was thinking at that time..." Ban Fengzi was still thinking about how to answer.

The train master's voice suddenly became hoarse, and his happy smile disappeared in an instant: "I am a good man of the travel training, why do I have to practice shadow training? I treat you as my brother, how can you treat me like this?" Ban Fengzi didn't expect the problem to be so serious: "Brother, please listen to my explanation, the saint said..."

"Saint?" The train master stared at Ban Fengzi and said, "I hate saints the most. What do you mean by mentioning him to me?"

Ban Fengzi didn't know what to express at this moment. He only knew that the coldness in the train master's eyes disappeared and was replaced by murderous intent.

"You've pissed me off," the train master said word by word, "I'm going to kill you!"

Ban Fengzi was at a loss.

"Aren't you afraid? If you are, run away quickly," the train master gave a piece of advice, "If you don't run, I will really kill you."

Ban Fengzi ran away.

The train father-in-law was chasing after him: "If you run faster, I will catch up with you. After I catch up with you, I will definitely kill you."

Ban Fengzi accelerated as fast as he could and arrived at an intersection ahead.

The train driver shouted, "We can't go forward. There's still the road of the dead ahead. We can only avoid it by turning left."

How could it be possible that the road ahead is still the road of the dead?

Isn’t the path of the dead behind us?

The train driver shouted, "The boundaries of Chaoge have changed. You've turned!"

Ban Fengzi quickly turned left.

After running half a block, the train master grabbed Ban Fengzi and asked, "Why are you running?"

Ban Fengzi replied: "I'm afraid you'll kill me."

"Why should I kill you?"

"Because I'm also studying Shadow Cultivation."

The train master smiled and said, "What's the big deal? I also studied engineering and repair on the side. It's not a sin to study on the side."

If that's the case...

Ban Fengzi said in a trembling voice: "Brother, you can't scare me like this. I'm just a shadow. I was scared by you just now and almost shattered."

The train master said seriously: "You and I have a great affinity. I am also a shadow!"

Ban Fengzi raised his head and asked, "Really?"

"I'm not lying to you! I swear to you that I really am a shadow!" The train driver got a handful of sand and lime from somewhere, rubbed them in his hands, and rubbed them into several glass lenses.

Ban Fengzi asked, "Brother, where is your real body?"

"My real body can't come out. If it could, I would have run away long ago." The train uncle took some bamboo, tidied it up simply, put the lens in it, and made it into a monocular telescope.

"Brother, follow me." The train master brought Ban Fengzi to the roof of an attic, opened the telescope and took a look.

"Brother, do you know who that is?"

Ban Fengzi took a look and found that he actually knew this person.

saint!

The saint was walking towards this street from a distance with a group of people.

The people and horses were a little mixed, there were cavalry, infantry, three-headed people among the soldiers, birds and beasts, machines, and a normal person.

The train master said: "These people are newly gathered. This old man is really desperate!"

Ban Fengzi was very nervous: "Brother, are they coming for you?"

The train master shook his head and said, "It's not for me, it's for you."

"I am just a shadow..."

"It's not a shadow, it's the real body," said the train master, "Go back quickly and send a letter to the real body."

Ban Fengzi said, "I'm afraid it's too late."

The train driver was also very anxious: "It's too late to walk there, you should take the train."

"Where is the car?"

"Woo! Huff! Huff!" The train blew its whistle twice, and with Ban Fengzi on its back, it rushed out of the city wall.

The train driver who transformed into a train even changed his voice from an octogenarian to an intellectual woman: "The next stop of the train is Wuchongmen Station. Passengers, please pack your belongings and get ready to get off the train."

The train driver placed Ban Fengzi next to Ban Fengyi.

Ban Fengyi had been dealing with He Jiaqing for a long time and was exhausted. He was very happy to see Ban Fengzi.

"Hurry, let's go find Lao Jia. I have something good for him."

Ban Fengzi nodded and said, "I'm looking for him too. I have something important to tell him!"

The train father-in-law handed Ban Fengyi a stick and said, "You must have learned this shadow cultivation technique from the second room, right?"

Ban Fengyi nodded.

and many more.

Who is this old man?

How does he know about the second wife?
There are some memories that Ban Fengyi has not found yet.

"The man from the second room is a little bit pretentious, but his kung fu is really good. You can learn a few tricks from him. If he refuses to teach, you can beat him with this stick. He will behave himself after one beating.
The boundaries of Chaoge change all the time, but the location of the city gates generally remains the same, so you should be careful." After saying that, the train master disappeared.

Ban Fengyi was still in a daze: "Just now, that person just now was..."

Ban Fengzi said: "Let's find Jia Gong first and explain the situation clearly. The situation is extremely urgent."

Ban Feng Yi used the skill of following together and attached himself to Ban Fengzi. Using his talents of home and travel, Ban Feng Yizi rushed out of the fifth gate and ran towards the third gate.

He Jiaqing was about to catch up when he heard someone shouting from behind: "What are you doing here?"

Hearing this voice, He Jiaqing shuddered and quickly turned back to salute: "Senior, I finally found you."

The train master did not show his figure, and only his voice could be heard: "Are you here to find me?"

He Jiaqing nodded: "I came here to rescue the senior."

"You came to save me, why are you carrying two bags of deeds?"

The train master had already figured out that it was a deed, so it was futile to explain it. He Jiaqing said, "I passed by Wenyuan Pavilion and..."

The train master sighed, "You are worthy of being Xiao Lao Qian's disciple. You almost lost your life in Wenyuan Pavilion, and you dare to steal things. You really only care about food and not punishment!"

He Jiaqing said: "Senior, I really want to come and save you..."

The train master smiled and said, "Even though you caught him red-handed, you still refused to admit your crime. This is unlike Xiao Lao Qian. Let's go quickly. Something big is going to happen in Chaoge. Don't make things difficult for my brother at this stage."

"Do you have a brother here?" He Jiaqing suspected that he had heard it wrong.

The train master said, "Just run away and don't ask any other questions."

After saying this, the voice of the train driver disappeared.

He Jiaqing rushed all the way to a gate, but found that the gate was closed and various machines were arranged on the top of the city.

He had been to Chaoge and knew that these machines were very unusual, so he had to choose the right moment to escape.

The timing is not right yet, He Jiaqing hid near the city wall, waiting for an opportunity.

The shadow who stole the deed looked familiar, as if it was Li Banfeng.

When did he take photography classes as a sideline?

Why is the first door locked? Who is this for? What happened?
……

Inside Sanchongmen City, in a teahouse, Ban Fengwu was lying on the ground, still listening to a story. The storyteller slapped the wooden stick and smiled at everyone, saying, "That's all for today's story. Thank you all for your support!"

The listener refused to leave, and a three-headed man shouted, "Don't be in a hurry. I just got a taste of what's going on here. Are you leaving now?"

The audience started to make noises, and the storyteller clasped his fists and said, "My dear guests, I am old and can't stand it any longer. I have been talking for such a long time and my head is getting tired. Please allow me to rest for a while."

The sound of banging the head means that the voice is hoarse.

A three-headed man said, "You are talking nonsense. The leader is doing well. Wan'erhuo can't be talked about anymore. You can at least talk about some piece of work!"

What I mean is that I can’t tell a long story anymore, so a short story will do.

The more the storyteller tried to refuse, the more the people in the audience started to jeer. Many even threw money onto the stage to prevent the storyteller from leaving.

Unable to resist, the storyteller returned to the table and said to the audience, "Since you are so flattering, I will tell you another story today. Listen carefully, guests!"

Snapped!
The wake-up stick sounded again, and the teahouse fell silent.

Those who cheered opened their mouths, but no sound came out.

The people who are clapping are stretching out their hands, but the clapping does not make any sound.

When eating melon seeds, the melon seed shells are stuck in the mouth and cannot be spit out.

The water was pouring tea, and it overflowed from the cup and flowed down the table. The kettle was still held up, motionless.

All the guests were frozen, including Ban Fengwu who was lying on the ground, and none of them could move.

The storyteller walked down from the stage, came to Ban Fengwu, squatted on the ground and said, "This technique is not common. Is it shadow cultivation or home cultivation?"

The old man waved his hand and Ban Fengwu was able to move. He wanted to escape, but found that only his head could move, and the rest of his body was exactly the same as stone.

"Did you hear what I asked you just now? I asked if you were a home cultivator or a shadow cultivator?"

Ban Fengwu didn't say anything.

The storyteller asked again, "Are you Li Qi?"

Ban Fengwu still didn't say anything. Although he seemed lazy at ordinary times, he had a very strong character.

"I've listened to you for so long, but you didn't give me any reward. I asked you a question, but you didn't answer. I have to leave something on you and ask you to help me deliver a big gift."

The storyteller stretched out his right hand to write something on Ban Fengwu's face, when he suddenly heard someone say with a smile, "Sour scholar, do you have any great gifts for me?"

Upon hearing the voice, the storyteller stopped talking, stood up and asked, "Old Train, where are you from?"

The voice of the train master was heard again in the teahouse: "I am not on either side. I just want to watch you fight. If you can fight until both of you are defeated, I might be able to find a chance to escape."

The storyteller sighed, "You can't escape. No matter which side wins, they won't let you go."

The train master smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if I don't leave. This place is not bad. I just want you to give me some face and let me go."

The storyteller felt that this was inappropriate: "You just sent a shadow to find me, and that counts as a favor to me?"

The train master said helplessly, "I can't come here in person, otherwise I would definitely have to find you to reminisce about the past."

The storyteller hesitated for a moment, then waved at Ban Fengwu and said, "Let's go."

Ban Fengwu was able to move again and ran to Hanmo Garden as fast as he could.

It was not easy to run all the way. The teahouse was not far from Hanmo Garden, but Ban Fengwu turned and had to go around several times before running back.

When they reached Li Banfeng, Banfengyi and Banfengzi had already run back.

In Merlin, Qiao Yi first arranged a banquet, then singing and dancing, and occasionally interspersed some peace talks.

"The Santoucha area has been occupied by foreign states for many years, and the people have suffered greatly. I have also heard of His Highness Li Qi's heroic deeds in Santoucha,

The other day I selected a batch of top-quality machinery and planned to send it to Santoucha. This move will benefit the people and also contribute to the foundation of Your Highness. What do you think? "

Li Banfeng was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "We have finished talking about politeness, it's time to talk about something serious."

Qiao Yi was stunned: "Your Highness, why do you say that? Isn't the peace talks between the two families a serious matter?"

Li Banfeng said, "You called me here and said so many nonsense, isn't it just to lure the saint here? There are so many ambushes in and outside the garden, how many are left for him, and how many are left for me?"

PS: In Chapter 668, Qiao Yi said: "This thief should be killed!" Who is he talking about?

(End of this chapter)