Lord of Puro

Chapter 690 That's the Goddess! (New Year's Monthly Ticket Request)
The bitter old woman appeared in front of Shu Wanjuan. She was still dressed the same way, with a scarf and coarse cloth clothes, and was covered tightly from head to toe.

Shu Wanjuan stared at the bitter old woman, looking her up and down several times: "You haven't changed in all these years."

The bitter old woman also stared at Shu Wanjuan for a moment: "You have changed a lot. When I first saw you, you looked like a storyteller in a teahouse, but now you look like a teacher in a private school."

Shu Wanjuan straightened his gown and took out a fan: "I also do storytelling for a living. Take off these glasses, take a wake-up stick, and it's not a problem to make one or two taels of silver a day. Come to Chaoge and sit for a while some other day. I'll give you a private show in the teahouse."

The bitter old woman waved her hand and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I am too stubborn to kneel down when I see your saint. I am afraid I cannot go to Chaoge."

Shu Wanjuan shook his sleeves and said, "Don't try to say nice things. How much better can you be than a saint? Aren't there many people in Kucai Village who kneel down to you? They kneel down to you, aren't they also trying to make a living?"

Grandma Ku shook her head and said, "I didn't force anyone to kneel down, and I didn't force anyone to come to Kucai Village."

Shu Wanjuan smiled and said, "But you force people to suffer. No matter whether they study literature or martial arts, or do business or perform arts, they are all guilty in your eyes and have to suffer. After suffering, they have to be grateful to you."

The bitter old woman asked, "Will I not suffer if I follow the imperial court?"

Shu Wanjuan said: "Following the imperial court also requires suffering, but there is a limit to the suffering. It's not like in Kucai Village, where so many people suffered to death without ever tasting a single sweetness."

The bitter old woman sneered: "Then why didn't you always follow the court? Why did you follow the peddler in the first place?"

Shu Wanjuan spoke very frankly: "After learning the arts of literature and martial arts, I have always wanted to serve the imperial family. However, the previous imperial court did not value talents, so I wanted to change the imperial court.
Who would have thought that the peddler didn't want to be the emperor? If the emperor was gone, how could there be a court? I went through life and death with him, but in the end, I only got silver. Did he really think I was working for him? "

The bitter old woman really wanted to talk about this matter properly: "Aren't you working for the court now?"

Shu Wanjuan shook his head and said, "This is different. The court gave me a title, which is much more important than money.

In my fiefdom, I have the final say over life and death, and no matter if they are slaves, common people, scholars, or even high officials, they must kneel before me in all respects. "

The bitter old woman smiled and said, "In the war, you were able to charge into battle and give advice. You did so many things for the peddler. So it was for this?"

Shu Wanjuan did not hide it at all: "What's wrong with doing this? Is there anything wrong? Why do people learn so many abilities and skills in their lifetime? Isn't it just to become a superior person?
What was the purpose of what you did in Kucai Village? Mixing sand into good rice, isn't that immoral? You often say that only those who endure the most hardships can become the best, right? "

The bitter mother-in-law sighed and said, "You are so eloquent that I can't beat you. I'm afraid you won't be able to finish talking about these messed up theories even if you talk for three days and three nights."

Shu Wanjuan shook his head and said, "This is not a perverted theory, it is the correct theory. Let alone three days and three nights, this theory has been discussed for thousands of years in various places in the world, and it has been explained countless times, but it is still the correct theory!
A superior person should act like a superior person. Who is a peddler? Why does he want to change the truth that has been around for thousands of years? Ask if there is anyone in this world who believes in his nonsense. "

The bitter old woman laughed and said, "Why don't you say this to his face?"

Shu Wanjuan looked calm: "I can't say this to his face, because I can't beat him! I don't believe in the peddler's logic, but I believe in his fists. Don't you think the same way?"

As he spoke, Shu Wanjuan looked at He Jiaqing and said, "You are a smart young man. You know what is right and you know how to change the right to deceive others into working for you by pretending to be brothers and sisters. To put it bluntly, don't you still want to be a saint?"

He Jiaqing remained silent. The bitter old woman said, "I want to save this man's life. For the sake of our friendship, can you please give me some face?"

Shu Wanjuan shook his head and said, "That won't work unless he returns what he stole."

He Jiaqing was surprised and asked, "What did I steal?"

"The contract!" Shu Wanjuan frowned and said, "It's already this late, and you're still pretending to be confused?"

He Jiaqing really refused to admit it: "Catch the thief and seize the stolen goods. I don't have any deed in my hand."

Shu Wanjuan laughed: "Child, who told you that catching a thief and taking the stolen goods is the right thing to do? Are you laughing at Lao Qian? He has deceived you. If we really want to catch a thief, we don't need to take the stolen goods. If we say you are a thief, then you are a thief."

He Jiaqing frowned and said, "Li Qi also stole the deed and gave it to Gu Wuyan. He was caught red-handed. Why didn't you arrest him?"

Shu Wanjuan said with a serious expression: "Although Li Qi stole the deed, he is not a thief!"

"Why not?"

Shu Wanjuan said, "Because he is a prince! It is not illegal for a prince to steal things, so how can he be a thief?"

He Jiaqing sneered, "Senior, you have read many books of sages, but haven't you heard that a prince who breaks the law is punished the same as a commoner?"

Shu Wanjuan laughed and sighed: "Young man, are you kidding me? Why should a prince be guilty of the same crime as a commoner? You are not taking this nonsense seriously, are you?"

The bitter old woman said, "I won't grind my teeth anymore. I just want to save this person."

Shu Wanjuan shook his head and said, "Then I'll tell you the truth, you can't protect this person!"

The bitter old woman waved her hand and flames started burning on her body.

Shu Wanjuan's body was on fire at the same time, and the ink was evaporated and turned into black smoke that floated in the air.

The real Shu Wanjuan was still standing by the river. Grandma Ku could tell that the person by the river was indeed Shu Wanjuan's true self.

The bitter old woman cut herself with a knife, and ink flowed out of Shu Wanjuan's body, and his figure scattered on the ground.

This is still ink.

When I looked again, Shu Wanjuan was still standing by the river.

He Jiaqing didn't quite understand. Grandma Ku had already seen through Shu Wanjuan's true identity, but why was it that even after being hit by the technique, the ink marks were still there?

The bitter mother-in-law knew that this was Shu Wanjuan's natural skill. As long as he still had words on his body, it could protect him from harm.

Shu Wanjuan smiled at the bitter old woman and said, "I brought several books with me today. Let's see which one has more words in the books or is your life stronger?"

Change his luck and make the words on his body stop working?
It's useless. He may have dozens of books and tens of millions of words on him. The probability of making tens of millions of them malfunction at the same time is extremely small. Even a bitter mother-in-law can't do it.

The bitter old woman asked, "Can't we let him go today no matter what?"

Shu Wanjuan shook his head and said, "I still say the same thing. As long as he returns the stolen contract, I can spare his life. The local god of Xindi was originally a minister of the Shang Dynasty. If a minister has two hearts, he should be killed.

But He Jiaqing was not a minister of the Shang Dynasty. He was at most a thief. It didn't matter whether he was killed or not, but the things he stole must be taken back.

As long as I achieve this, I will have an explanation when I return to Chaoge, and whether He Jiaqing is dead or alive will have nothing to do with me."

The bitter mother-in-law looked at He Jiaqing.

He Jiaqing said calmly, "I have never taken their deeds. What do you want me to give you?"

Shu Wanjuan frowned slightly: "Thieves only remember to eat and not to be beaten, but you won't cry until you see the coffin. This is your only chance to survive, don't you know how to cherish it?"

The bitter old woman smiled and said, "I'm still standing here, so he should still have a good chance of survival, right?"

Shu Wanjuan sighed: "We still have comradeship, but you can't squander it like this. Do you think you can really beat me?"

"It's hard to say whether I can beat you, but I know you can't fight for long." Grandma Ku waved her hand, and the small river beside Shu Wanjuan suddenly turned red. What flowed in the river was no longer water, but magma.

The bitter mother-in-law pulled He Jiaqing to stand on the magma and said to Shu Wanjuan, "Come, come and fight. I want to see how long it will take you to kill me.

You have killed so many local gods, the peddler will be here soon, I wonder how long you can hold out!"

He Jiaqing's face was pale and his feet were stepping on the lava. It felt uncomfortable. This was not ordinary lava and he could not hold on for too long.

Shu Wanjuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them carefully.

It is not difficult to kill He Jiaqing, but the bitter mother-in-law has natural skills, and it is definitely not an easy task to kill her in a short time.

And what Grandma Ku said was right, Shu Wanjuan had to leave Pro Province before the peddler arrived.

After a long silence, Shu Wanjuan did not take any action, and the bitter mother-in-law took He Jiaqing away.

Watching the two people go away, Shu Wanjuan smiled, his goal was achieved.

Those who should be chased have been chased, those who should be beaten have been beaten, and those who should be said have been said clearly.

This was exactly the result he had expected. Instead of fighting to the death with the bitter old woman, he had a better way to solve the problem.

After returning to the meeting hall, Shu Wanjuan pulled two people out from the pile of dead bodies, one was Qian Xiangjun and the other was Chu Yaoxian. He left these two people behind on purpose because they were in a state of confusion and did not dare to resist or try to escape.

Shu Wanjuan patted Qian Xiangjun on the forehead, said a few words to him, and then put him aside.

Then he came to Chu Yaoxian and comforted her, "Girl, are you scared?"

Chu Yaoxian trembled all over: "Senior, please spare my life, I know I was wrong."

Shu Wanjuan smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I am here to save you. This is your territory. No one dares to kill you in your territory, otherwise it will violate the peddler's rules."

Chu Yaoxian didn't understand what this meant.
Does the person in front of me need to abide by the peddler's rules?
Shu Wanjuan explained: "I don't need to care about the peddler's rules, but He Jiaqing can't disobey the peddler, he must abide by the rules, so he killed so many local gods, but he didn't kill you."

Chu Yaoxian became even more confused after hearing this!

How did it become that He Jiaqing killed the local god?

Shu Wanjuan repeated, "It was He Jiaqing who killed the local god. You must remember this. There can't be any ambiguity."

Chu Yaoxian didn't dare to agree, she still couldn't understand Shu Wanjuan's intention.

Shu Wanjuan said: "You may have true feelings for He Jiaqing, but he has no true feelings for you. He didn't kill you just because he was afraid of being punished by the peddler."

Chu Yaoxian looked dazed for a moment, she felt as if she had been hit by some unfathomable technique.

She was indeed hit by a technique, but it was not that profound. This was the most basic technique for Wen Xiu, a technique that was as simple as using the ground to speak eloquently.

Shu Wanjuan patted Chu Yaoxian's forehead and said, "He Jiaqing used you to gather these local gods together in order to kill them and occupy their territory. If you don't believe me, ask him. He is He Jiaqing's subordinate."

Chu Yaoxian looked at Qian Xiangjun.

Qian Xiangjun said to Chu Yaoxian: "The local gods here were all killed by He Jiaqing. He Jiaqing killed them using hard training and stealing skills."

Will He Jiaqing work hard to improve his skills?
Qian Xiangjun said he could, so he definitely could.

Chu Yaoxian's eyes were dull as she nodded towards Shu Wanjuan.

Shu Wanjuan said, "As for how He Jiaqing killed these local gods, I have written it down. You should read it carefully."

He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and pressed it on Chu Yaoxian's forehead.

Every word of the article entered Chu Yaoxian's mind. Chu Yaoxian nodded frequently: "Yes, it was He Jiaqing who killed them. He Jiaqing used hard training and stealing skills to kill them. Those local gods originally came to the meeting, but they were caught off guard and were killed by He Jiaqing..."

Shu Wanjuan laughed and said, "You're right. He Jiaqing has killed so many local gods, but he hasn't violated the peddler's rules. What do you think the peddler will do?" Chu Yaoxian shook her head and looked at Shu Wanjuan in confusion.

Shu Wanjuan sighed, "The peddler is in trouble. He can swallow obvious losses and hidden losses, but he can't swallow this silent loss."

……

Grandma Ku took He Jiaqing and originally wanted to escape to Kucai Village. When they passed by the territory of the blade cultivator Qiu Sanda and arrived at a forest, He Jiaqing suddenly stopped.

Although his chest was injured by Shu Wanjuan and his legs were burned by lava, He Jiaqing was still able to move.

He took out a dozen feathers from his arms and threw them on Qiu Sandao's territory.

The feathers fluttered in the wind, and the farthest ones floated to the edge of the woods and fell to the ground.

The bitter old woman knew this technique, it was a stealing technique, and nothing could be stolen.

"what are you up to?"

He Jiaqing said: "Senior, please wait for me for a moment."

He lay on the ground and dug down along the place where the feather fell. He dug up a lot of spiritual objects. He Jiaqing didn't like them and threw them aside.

After digging up the twelfth feather, He Jiaqing finally found what he wanted, Qiu Sandao's contract.

The bitter old woman was surprised and asked, "How do you know Qiu Sandao's contract is in this forest?"

He Jiaqing said: "I have been planning for this for nearly ten years. I have stepped on all these territories. I dare not say that it is 100% certain, but I dare say it is almost there."

The bitter woman frowned and said, "It has come to this, and you still want to steal?"

He Jiaqing said: "It has come to this, why not steal?"

"Shu Wanjuan might catch up with us."

"As long as I run fast enough, he may not be able to catch up with me." He Jiaqing ran all the way to Zhuang Jiahan's territory.

……

Late at night, Li Banfeng entered the stairwell from the 16th floor and went up to the 12th floor.

The twelfth floor was a floor he was more familiar with because there used to be a fake data room here.

The last time I came here, I didn’t find this fake data room. This time I’ll change the route, and I wonder what effect it will have.

After opening the corridor door, a large iron door appeared in front.

Li Banfeng smiled and saw the big iron gate. This was much better than the previous result. At least the mystery of the stairwell had been triggered.

The projector controlled the monitoring equipment, the gloves opened the door, and Li Banfeng released Banfeng Yi: "Vanguard Army, attack!"

Ban Fengyi said angrily, "You're just going to let me go empty-handed?"

Li Banfeng wanted to give the sickle to Banfeng B, but he was worried that Banfeng would not come back and lose the sickle.

He pulled out a dagger from his bosom, handed it to Ban Fengyi and said, "This is a new one from the Dark Star Bureau. I couldn't bear to use it, so I'll give it to you."

Ban Feng Yi wanted to spit at Li Ban Feng, but unfortunately he had no saliva. He walked into the house with a dagger, but did not see the data room. Instead, he saw a guillotine falling down over his head.

Ban Fengyi sneered: "Can this thing hurt me?"

He dodged the guillotine with ease, and an invisible blade cut him in half.

Ban Fengyi was shocked. He really couldn't be careless.

A long knife is coming towards you. Should you dodge or not?

There seems to be no reason not to hide.

Ban Fengyi quickly turned sideways, and both shadows avoided the long sword.

Another invisible blade chopped over, cutting the two shadows into four pieces.

If you avoid the visible sword, you will seemingly fall into the trap of the invisible blade.

But this trap is too accurate, could it be controlled by someone?
……

After about ten minutes, dozens of Banfeng Yi came out of the house.

"At first I thought there was a mechanism for the workers in this room, but after careful investigation, I found that there should be a top-level blade cultivator in this room. However, he may be a ghost. I don't have the skill of golden eyes, so I can't see where he is. I suggest you go in and take a look yourself."

Li Banfeng looked at the group of Banfeng B and nodded, saying: "The vanguard army is getting more and more impressive!"

Ban Fengyi pointed at the big iron gate and said, "Why don't you go in and take a look? I think that blade cultivator is pretty powerful."

"You already know it's a blade cultivator, why should I go in to see..." Halfway through his words, Li Banfeng was stunned, he felt something flashing.

what?
Li Banfeng asked the projector: "Are all the monitoring equipment under control?"

The projector said, "Don't worry, Director Qi. They are all our friends now."

……

Honglian was watching anxiously from the fifth room: "Did you deliver the message I asked you to send?"

Wufang replied: "It's delivered, I'm always flashing!"

Honglian cursed inwardly, "After receiving the news, why is she still messing around? She is so dishonest!"

Hong Ying and the Ninth Girl were both watching in the fifth room, but they couldn't hear the conversation between the two. They just felt that what Li Qi did was too risky.

There was nothing found on the twelfth floor, so Li Banfeng went down three more floors and went to the ninth floor.

Honglian reminded the Fifth Room: "Send another signal, and send it quickly."

Li Banfeng looked behind him from time to time.

The fifth room responded: "We can't act too hastily. Li Qi seems to have discovered it."

Honglian was very decisive and kept urging the fifth room to continue sending signals.

She was not worried that Li Qi would notice something. Even if he noticed something unusual, Li Qi would not give up the investigation easily.

She was worried that the person she was looking for was not prepared and might cause another unexpected incident.

Li Banfeng pushed open the corridor door and saw the big iron gate again.

Li Banfeng opened the iron door with gloves and looked inside. There stood a white stone statue.

The stone statue is more than five meters tall. It is wearing a long gown and gorgeous hair accessories. It is a very beautiful ancient woman.

Apart from the statue, there was no other furnishings in the room. Perhaps because the carving was too outstanding, the statue looked very lifelike. Ban Fengyi was fascinated by it. Without Li Banfeng's instructions, they took the initiative to enter the room and formed a circle around the statue.

Seeing that Banfeng Yi and others were safe and sound, Li Banfeng also entered the room and walked around the statue several times.

Following the key, Li Banfeng turned around and the family saw the statue facing the wall of the fifth room.

Jiuer exclaimed, "Goddess!"

Hong Ying looked carefully for a moment: "Yes, it's her!"

They both looked at Honglian. The goddess was the master of Honglian.

Honglian was covered in dew and couldn't help shouting, "Don't go over there!"

Hong Ying was startled: "What happened?"

Honglian shouted, "Someone remind Li Qi not to let him pass!"

Hong Ying looked at Jiuer, and Jiuer was speechless for a long time.

How to remind Li Qi now?

He was outside the house and couldn't talk to anyone.

Honglian cursed inwardly, "Damn it, why did she bring this thing out again?"

She asked the fifth room to remind Li Qi, but the fifth room remained silent.

If he were to be reminded at this time, there are some things that the Fifth Room would never be able to explain clearly.

Li Banfeng stood near the statue, looked up at it for a moment, felt that there was nothing special about it, and turned around to leave.

Honglian let out a long sigh, thinking that the matter was over.

Unexpectedly, the statue suddenly opened its eyes and smiled towards Li Banfeng's back.

Honglian was worried.

The statue opened its lips and exhaled toward Li Banfeng's back.

Li Banfeng shuddered and fell to the ground.

A group of Banfeng B fell to the ground along with Li Banfeng.

Hongying and Jiuer were both terrified.

Honglian shouted repeatedly: "Quick, find a way to get him back!"

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