Taking advantage of the guilt in his heart, Li Banfeng bullied her severely. After sleeping with her all night, he went to the orange orchard again the next morning.

Li Banfeng wandered around the orange orchard for a long time, but still had no harvest by noon.

He was hungry but didn't want to eat canned food, so he simply climbed up the tree, picked two oranges, and ate them under the tree.

A fifty-centimeter orange is larger than a grapefruit, but its peel is soft and thin.

After peeling the orange peel, the large and plump orange petals exuded a unique aroma. Li Banfeng, who had a keen sense of smell, could not resist the temptation, so he picked up an orange petal and took a bite.

The sweet and slightly sour orange juice poured into my mouth. Whether it was the 90% sweetness or the 10% sourness, it stimulated every taste bud.

The refreshing aroma went down the throat and into the nasal cavity. After taking this bite, Li Banfeng couldn't stop.

In other states, he was a poor man and had never eaten anything good in his life.

But in Lanyang Village, he lived a rich life and had eaten some delicious food, but none of them could compare to this orange.

Why does this orange smell so good?

grease!

There's grease in it!

It is not the greasy fat from animals, but the semi-solidified fat that is blended into the orange juice.

The fat flows in the mouth along with the orange juice, and the tongue can capture the delicate texture. However, the orange juice does not want to stay for too long, and slides into the esophagus along with the solidified fat and falls into the stomach.

No, I haven’t had enough yet.

Li Banfeng picked up another orange segment and swallowed it with slurp.

Li Banfeng swallowed two big oranges in no time, making his belly round.

He put away the orange peels.

He didn't really want the orange peels. He really didn't need the money. Besides, the orange peels were very thin. The peels of two oranges together did not even weigh one pound.

But Li Banfeng remembered the old hunter's advice and tried not to waste anything in the orange orchard.

Such good oranges should not be wasted. Li Banfeng even buried the orange seeds carefully in the soil.

The smell of oranges on the tree made Li Banfeng's appetite aroused again.

I can’t eat any more. If I eat any more my stomach will burst.

He was having a fierce ideological struggle when he suddenly smelled a hint of fireworks in the orange aroma.

Where does this smell of smoke come from?

…

On the east side of the orange orchard, an old man in his sixties was tied to an orange tree, and two young men were walking in front of the old man with torches in their hands.

"You are an old man, you are already as old as a coffin, why are you making trouble here?"

The old man gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid of retribution for doing this kind of thing?"

"What did we do? We didn't cut down the trees, nor did we destroy the oranges. Which rule did we break?"

Li Banfeng was also curious, so he stood behind the two young men and listened quietly.

Yeah, which rule did they break?

The old man gnashed his teeth and said, "You burned the trees. You burned all the trees to death!"

A young man grinned and said, "What does it have to do with you if we burn the trees? How about we burn you instead of the trees?"

The other young man smiled and waved the torch in front of the old man's face again.

Li Banfeng asked: "Why are you burning trees?"

The two young men were startled and realized there was someone behind them.

One of the young men drew his dagger and shouted, "Who are you?"

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "I asked first, why did you burn the tree?"

Without giving any explanation, the two young men rushed towards Li Banfeng from the left and right with daggers in hand.

They have a good understanding of each other, and it's obvious that they have been working together for some time.

He was extremely skilled in using the dagger, and should be a martial artist with a cultivation level between the first and second level.

It was not easy for these two people to walk to the orange orchard. They must have asked someone for advice in advance.

But how did they cross the Tiexian River? This made Li Banfeng curious.

Li Banfeng took a step to the left, swung his sickle and chopped one of the men's neck first, then took a step to the right, came to another young man, and hooked the sickle into his chest.

"Don't move, or I'll rip your heart out!"

The tip of the knife was almost touching the heart, but the young man didn't move.

Li Banfeng said expressionlessly: "I'll ask you again, why do you want to burn the tree?"

The young man panted hard, "We are here to catch elephant beetles. They are all in the tree trunks and are difficult to catch. We can use fire to force them out."

Li Banfeng looked around and saw more than a dozen orange trees were burnt to a crisp. The old man said with tears in his eyes, "They destroyed all these trees."

The oranges are still on the tree, and Li Banfeng can still smell the fragrance of the oranges.

Such a good orange tree died just like that.

Li Banfeng looked at the young man, frowned and asked, "Such good oranges, are you going to waste them like this?"

"We are here to catch elephant beetles! These insects are so slippery that my brother and I can catch thirty to fifty a day. If we set fire to the trees, we can catch more than a hundred a day! We have come here with so much hardship, so we want to catch a few more to get back our money's worth!"

Li Banfeng said, "If you are slow in catching them, just catch them for a few more days. Anyway, there are oranges to eat. If you continue to destroy them, the orange orchard will be extinct in a few days."

The young man endured the pain and gritted his teeth and said, "Shoulder to shoulder, step wider, don't cut off the road. You don't know which line I'm on. I'm from Lanyang Village, and the fifth son of the Ma family is my chief shopkeeper. You dare to touch me? Have you thought about the consequences?"

"Are you from Lanyang Village?" Li Banfeng was surprised. "I thought so. It turns out that we are all brothers. Come on, let's go to another place to talk."

The man whose neck was cut was not yet dead, so Li Banfeng took him with him and went far away, avoiding the old man's sight. He threw both of them into the residence.

This time the lady was not reserved and started eating before Li Banfeng closed the door.

Returning to the old man, Li Banfeng untied the ropes.

The old man stood up, stretched his muscles, and asked, "Where are the two young men?"

Li Banfeng said: "They went home, and I asked them to reflect on their mistakes and promise not to do it again."

The old man sighed, as if he understood what Li Banfeng meant. He walked to the burnt orange trees and touched the burnt bark.

"What a sin these beasts are! Are you from Huaziwan too?"

Huaziwan?

Where is that place?

"I'm from Green Water Bay."

The old man smiled when he heard this and said, "Green Water Bay is what you call it. When I was young, it was called Huazi Bay, and there were beggars everywhere."

"Grandpa, you remembered the wrong place, didn't you?" Li Banfeng blinked, "Green Water Bay is full of rich people."

The old man gently stroked the bark, as if recalling the past: "When I was young, there was a man named Huazi in Huazi Bay. He got a strange disease from nowhere and developed a body full of pus. At first, white pus flowed out, then red pus flowed out, and finally the pus turned green.

At that time, in Huaziwan, apart from beggars, the rest were poor people. They were lucky to have enough food to eat. If they got sick, they would definitely have no money to treat it.

This man named Huazi had a terrible disease. His whole body was covered with green water. No one dared to get too close to him. No one gave him food. Even if he had to pick up some garbage from the gutter to fill his stomach, some people would throw stones at him.

Even at this point, he still can't die, and just lives like a ghost."

A beggar with green pus oozing out of his skin!

Li Banfeng had seen this person before.

The man's voice rang in his ears again: "Please have mercy on me."

"What are you thinking about, young man?"

Stunned, Li Banfeng responded: "He's still alive? He's pretty tough."

"Hard! Really hard! Because his cultivation is very high."

"What sect does he belong to? What level of cultivation is he at?"

"His Taoism was created by himself. Others cannot explain it clearly. No one knows how many levels it has. Unfortunately, he got sick and couldn't use all his skills.

One day, it was snowing heavily. He was so hungry that he went to the streets to beg for food, but no one gave him anything to eat.

He starved to death. On the day of his death, many people in Huaziwan were infected with strange diseases. They first developed rashes, which then broke and turned into boils. The boils began to ooze white pus, which turned into green pus after a few days.

The pus continued to flow for a few days, and the patients died. The people around them also started to have rashes and soon began to flow with pus.

People died one after another, and almost all the people in Huazi Bay died. Since then, Huazi Bay has become a green water bay. "

The more Li Banfeng listened, the more frightened he became. He looked carefully at the old man in front of him and asked carefully, "When did this happen?"

The old man shook his head and said, "It was many years ago. I don't remember how many years ago it was."

"Have you been to Huazi Bay?"

The old man smiled and said, "How can you say I've been there? I'm from Huaziwan. I came to Xindi to escape the disaster."

Green Water Bay was originally called Huazi Bay.

It all started with a beggar with green pus.

The name of Yaowanggou comes from Medicine King.

The name of Green Water Bay comes from beggars.

So this beggar is the owner of Green Water Bay?

Li Banfeng had never heard anyone talk about this.

The old man and the beggar with green pus in his eyes are of the same generation.

How old is he?

When you come to the orange grove, anyone who destroys the orange trees will die.

Is it related to this old man?

Is this old man the owner of the orange orchard?

"Old man, have you been living in this orange orchard all the time? You have never been back to Green Water Bay?" Li Banfeng opened his golden eyes to observe everything. He wanted to know whether this old man was a human or a ghost.

There is no will-o'-the-wisp on this old man, so he should be a human.

The old man nodded and said, "I dare not go back. Although the beggar is dead, I heard that his soul is still there. Once in a while, he will come out and beg for food with a bowl.

If three people give him alms, the matter will be over, but if three people do not give him alms, he will be struck by the same disaster as before his death.

Li Banfeng's scalp felt tingling. He gave the beggar a few steamed buns, which should be considered alms.

Xiao Chuanzi gave the beggar two eggs, which was considered alms.

Has anyone ever given him alms?

Lanyang Village is a place with simple folk customs. Would anyone give alms to a beggar? And a beggar covered in green pus!

Green Water Bay is this beggar's territory. Why did he choose Lanyang Village to beg?

Did he intentionally bring disaster?

Did he deliberately destroy his own territory?

Is a plague about to break out in Lanyang Village?

It's been so long, and there seems to be no movement...

As his thoughts raced, the old man suddenly asked, "Young man, did you bury the seeds in the soil just now?"

Li Banfeng was startled, but he didn't lie and answered truthfully: "Yes."

The old man nodded and asked, "What are you doing in the orange orchard? Do you want orange peels, or orange maggots? Or are you looking for something else?"

Li Banfeng replied: "I want to eat oranges."

The old man shook his head and smiled, "Young man, tell the truth. You must tell the truth in front of me."

Li Banfeng answered truthfully: "If I come here again next time, it will be to eat oranges, because the oranges here are so delicious."

The old man nodded. He believed Li Banfeng: "Then why did you come this time?"

"I came here this time to find Lan Yeyang."

"What do you want to do with Lan Yeyang? Forge a weapon?"

"That's not the case. I want Lan Yeyang to make medicine." Li Banfeng simply told the truth, because he felt that any lie would be seen through by the old man.

The old man pondered for a while and said, "You want to use the blue-leaf poplar to dissolve the poison, right?"

Li Banfeng nodded.

The old man sighed and said, "Don't even think about it. The toxicity of the blue-leaf poplar can indeed counter the poison, but no one has succeeded in refining it over the years, not even the Medicine King in Yaowanggou.

You are a good young man, but don't risk your life on this matter. Once the blue leaf poplar enters your mouth, you will definitely die."

ps: I think, in this situation, we should still listen to Tonglianhua.

(End of this chapter)

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