Toudaoling, Shaomai Street, and Wonton Hutong.

In a private house, the hostess carefully opened the iron box, then opened the wooden box from the iron box, scooped out two bowls of rice from the wooden box, and quickly closed both boxes.

The man was also in the kitchen, holding a fly swatter and standing on guard cautiously.

The hostess quickly washed the rice and put it into the pot, and the couple finally relaxed a little.

The man wiped his sweat and said, "I haven't seen any mosquitoes for half a month. I think this thing is really extinct."

"Who can say for sure?" The hostess didn't believe it. "Didn't Lu Dongjun say he had killed all the mosquitoes last time? But when the mosquitoes came, where did he go? If I hadn't been quick and saved this little bit of rice, you would have starved to death."

The man kissed the woman's cheek hard and said, "You are a virtuous woman. You cook first. I'll go to the street to buy some incense and candles."

"What are you going to buy that for? Do you have any spare money?"

"Buy as much as you can. We have to worship the Seventh Master. It's spread outside that the Seventh Master has cured the insect plague, and every household is burning incense. If someone is not sincere, mosquitoes will come to their house again next year."

Hearing the word mosquito, the hostess shuddered: "Is this true? Who told you that?"

"Really? It's all spread! A temple has been built for the Seventh Master over at Sandaoling."

Sandaoling is really building a temple.

The temple in Laobing Village was being repaired. Niu Fuzhi called the only repairman in the village, Niu Xiaoxian, and asked with a frown, "How did you repair the statue of Master Qi? You can't even see his face!"

Niu Xiaoxian scratched his head and said, "I don't even remember what the Seventh Master looks like. Do you remember?"

Niu Fuzhi also didn't remember: "Well, then why don't you ask others? Is there no one in our village who remembers?"

"I can't remember anything. I've asked everyone. There's nothing I can do about it!"

…

In Erdaoling, Guokui Town, Li Banfeng saw many people going out to buy incense and candles.

You can’t even afford to eat, and you’re still buying incense and candles?

All businesses in Erdaoling are in decline, but the incense and candle shop is doing a booming business.

"Why don't we open a shop selling incense and candles?" Li Banfeng bought two bowls of porridge and six pot cakes from the breakfast stall, and squatted in the alley with Cuitik to eat.

This breakfast stall is the first food stall opened in Guokui Town. Although there are not many customers, the boss puts a lot of effort into it and the Guokui tastes very good.

While eating, Cuitik habitually placed the begging bowl in front of him.

Li Banfeng was puzzled: "You are not short of money, why do you have to beg for food?"

Cuitik answered very seriously: "This is to respect the Taoist master. I will follow his path of practice until the abscess on my body is healed."

Li Banfeng looked at the begging bowl, and thought about Lu Huazi's appearance, and got goose bumps all over his body: "Will your ancestor cure your abscess?"

"That won't happen," Cuitik shook his head. "Although I have only met him once, I am sure he is a vicious man. I am afraid that the only person who can cure my abscess is the peddler."

"Then why don't you follow the peddler's path of cultivation, push a cart, and go out to sell?"

Cuitik pointed at his face and said, "I really want to sell it, but will anyone buy it when I look like this?"

I spent several days in Erdaoling and there were no mosquitoes on the streets.

Li Banfeng bought a newspaper, and the mosquitoes in Toudaoling disappeared.

"It seems we have done the job." Li Banfeng glanced at Cuitik.

Someone threw a few coins into Cuitik's broken bowl, and Cuitik was thanking them.

Putting the coin in his arms, Cuitik took out some white rice and put it in the bowl. He waited for half a day but did not see any mosquitoes.

They conducted similar experiments several times, and the insect plague in Haichiling seemed to have been really controlled.

Of course, the one who has the most say is the local god.

After lunch, Pan Dehai's voice reached my ears: "Young man, the extinct mosquitoes are really extinct this time. Although you are arrogant, you are a virtuous person. I am going to give you another gift. What do you want?"

Li Banfeng thought about it.

At first he wanted money.

But Li Banfeng has a channel to make money, and with such a good opportunity, he should ask for something more valuable.

Want another magic weapon to refine the copper lotus again?

The fan hasn't been taken out of the pot yet, and it seems that Lotus is in trouble.

After thinking about it, Li Banfeng thought of something good: "Mr. Pan, do you have any extra favorites?"

Pan Dehai was furious: "You are immoral! You are unscrupulous! You are shameless! I shouldn't have paid any attention to you, a lunatic!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bug appeared in front of Li Banfeng.

Thumb-sized, legless, white worms.

"What's the use of this bug?"

"This is the treasure of the food cultivator, the intestinal silkworm, which is a rare treasure unique to Haichi Ridge. After the food cultivator swallowed it, his appetite increased greatly, even more than when he was in Haichi Ridge.

If you don’t want to eat, you can carry it with you, and it can help you get food when you are in trouble.”

"What does it mean to eat in times of distress?"

"In places where there is no food, you can use things that are difficult to swallow as food."

It was so obscure that Li Banfeng had to ask for a long time before he finally understood.

What he meant was actually very simple, that is, when there is no food, other things can be used instead of food.

For example, eating leaves, eating grass, chewing wood, and even sand and stones can barely fill the stomach.

Li Banfeng held the insect and looked at it for a long time. The insect did not move in his hand and was hard.

“Isn’t this a live insect?”

"It's a live worm, but it's not awake yet. If you eat it, it will be alive. But you are not a food cultivator, so you'd better not swallow it, otherwise you won't be able to bear the hunger.

I have given you this gift, and I am grateful for your kindness. Young man, we will meet again in the future."

After Pan Dehai left, Li Banfeng took the insect with him, but he became hungry soon.

Just carrying it around has such a big impact?

This is truly a rare treasure.

Li Banfeng went to buy some more pot cakes, ate half of them himself and gave the other half to Cuitik.

Cuitik looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Are you leaving?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "The work of Haichiling has been completed."

Cuitik was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "If one day, I let all the people in this world die of herpes, I hope there will be one person who survives, and I hope that person is you."

Li Banfeng waved his hands and said, "That day will never come. If you really dare to do that, you will definitely be the first to die."

Looking at Li Banfeng's back, Cuitik murmured, "Maybe that day is not that far away."

Not long after Li Banfeng left, the sound of a rattle gradually rang in Cuitik's ears: "I have some top-quality vanishing cream. I'll sell you a bottle. Do you want one?"

Cuitik said with surprise, "Can you remove the power of the ancestor in my body?"

"That can't be possible."

Cuitik's eyes dimmed: "What's the use of this vanishing cream?"

"It can turn the pus and blood of Green Flower into a layer of cultivation."

Cuitik thanked him profusely and said, "I will tattoo four words on my chest tomorrow: I love the peddler."

The peddler was silent for a moment and then said, "If you really want to do this, there will be no tomorrow."

…

"Has the insect plague in Haichiling really been brought under control?" He Haiqin was very surprised as he flipped through the newspaper.

He had received similar messages before and thought it was the same situation as before, with only a portion of the mosquitoes being temporarily eliminated.

He Haisheng had just returned from Haichiling, and he confirmed the news: "Brother, the situation this time is different. The mosquitoes in Haichiling are really extinct."

He Haiqin put down the newspaper and said, "Hurry, go to Haichiling and run our half of the business."

He Haisheng shook his head and said, "Brother, you sold all your business to Ling Miaoying."

He Haiqin slapped his forehead and said, "This doesn't count. I sold it to him at a bargain price back then. It's not the same price now."

He Yuxiu said, "Yes, it doesn't count. I'm going to burn down his studio and get the contract back."

He Haisheng advised: "Brother, sister, the three brothers of the Ling family are not that easy to deal with. We didn't think enough about this matter."

He Haiqin rubbed his forehead and said, "Lu Dongjun was beaten to death by us, and the peaches were picked by the Ling family. Why do I feel that we were plotted against?"

…

He Jiaqing was lying on the hospital bed when he received a message from Ling Miaoying.

The insect plague in Haichiling has been brought under control.

"Who did it?"

Ling Miaoying responded, "I haven't found any clues yet, but I heard some rumors among the people that a spirit named Qi Laoye saved Haichiling, and a trend of worshipping Qi Laoye started in Haichiling."

"Seventh Master?" He Jiaqing had never heard of this person. "How do you worship him? Burn incense or offer sacrifices?"

"Divided into different places, here on the Toudaoling side, we only set up a tablet and burn some incense.

When you arrive at Erdaoling, you have to offer sacrifices and set up statues of the gods.

When you reach Sandaoling, the incense becomes popular, and some villages even build temples for the Seventh Lord."

"What does the statue look like?"

"There are all kinds of people, young, old, ugly, handsome, with all kinds of looks."

"Anything in common?"

"If there is a commonality, these statues seem to all have lush beards."

beard?

He Jiaqing thought for a long time and said to Ling Miaoying, "Go check the local gods of the new land around Haichiling. Tell me immediately if you find any clues."

Ling Miaoying agreed and then asked, "The He family came to collect the business. They said that they sold half of the business to us too cheaply and wanted to go back on their word."

He Jiaqing sneered: "Do I need to teach you this? If soft means don't work, use hard means. If literary means don't work, use force. If open means don't work, use covert means."

"There are many ways, but that's your home."

"I've told you many times that you don't have to worry about this kind of thing. Didn't Lao Wan go to Green Water Bay? If it doesn't work, let him go visit my father again.

The whereabouts of that foreigner are unknown. If my father gets the rash again, I wonder if he will be scared."

Outside the ward door, someone turned his eyes to the bed.

He Jiaqing immediately cut off contact with Ling Miaoying and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The person watching him was Chen Changrui, captain of the Dark Star Bureau's security team.

At this moment, he was asking the attending physician about He Jiaqing's condition.

"Still don't know when he will wake up?"

The attending physician shook his head.

After leaving the hospital, Captain Chen got into the car. "Tangyuan" You Xuehan quickly took out his notebook and waited for Captain Chen's instructions.

Captain Chen took out a cigarette and lit it: "We don't know when he will wake up. If he is fine, it's best to send him back to Pro Province. It's unsettling for him to stay in Yuezhou."

Bulb looked back at Chen Changrui and asked, "What kind of place is Pro Province?"

Chen Changrui smiled and said, "You want to go and have a look? You really should go and practice."

…

Dumpling Town, Sanxian Village.

Li Banfeng unfolded the map given to him by Mr. Yao and came to the entrance of the new land.

After finishing his business in Haichiling, he prepared to return to Lanyang Village.

Just as he was about to step into the new land, Jiuhulu suddenly spoke up: "Little brother, can I discuss something with you?"

"Go ahead." Li Banfeng looked at the gourd with a smile.

"I want to go back to Yaowanggou and tell Elder Yao about the Haichiling incident. I won't say much, just talk about the insect plague. After this matter is settled, I will have an explanation to him, and I will follow you steadily in the future."

Li Banfeng readily agreed: "Sure, I want to meet Mr. Yao too."

The pendulum moved twice in his pocket.

Li Banfeng touched the pendulum and signaled her not to worry.

Many thoughts have argued in my mind.

The decision made by Li Banfeng was the result of consensus among many ideas.

Li Banfeng was about to turn around when he suddenly heard the sound of rattles.

"Ding-dang, ding-dang!"

"Foreign soap, vanishing cream, a whole truckload of good stuff for you to choose from!"

Peddler?

Li Banfeng turned around and saw the peddler pushing a truck towards him.

"Old customer, come and take a look. There are a lot of good things today. The price is negotiable. I will kill you if you can make up for it."

"What good stuff are there?" Li Banfeng was very interested and walked to the truck.

"We have plenty of good stuff, how about this?" The peddler picked up a huge locust head, its antennae still trembling.

Li Banfeng was stunned: "What's the use of this thing?"

The peddler smiled and said, "This thing is very useful. It can be used to make soup or porridge. It tastes delicious and goes well with rice. I'll sell it to you for 20 yuan. Do you want it?"

ps: I think twenty yuan is not expensive, what do you think?

(End of this chapter)

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