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Chapter 216 Five Points of Truth

The next day, Tiemenbao was closed and Li Banfeng looked around to find out the situation around.

There are many villages around Tiemenbao, all inhabited by simple farmers. I met two first-level farmers, and the rest had no cultivation.

Li Banfeng found out the location of Feiying Mountain, which is more than 20 miles away from Tiemenbao. The bandits on the mountain are very famous, and seem to be more famous than those on Tieyang Mountain. No matter whether it is the village chief He Zhenlei or the artillery chief Luo Dagui, they are all feared figures in the local area.

This group of bandits had many "battle achievements". Through the villagers' stories, Li Banfeng emphasized the word "ruthless".

Every year they would take away more than half of the food in each village, and if there was any resistance, it was common for the village to be massacred.

This is different from the practices of most bandits in Pro Province. Ordinary bandits will not kill the surrounding residents, and will even maintain good relations with nearby villages. Once a situation occurs, they will take care of each other.

Aren't there any wealthy families coming to wipe out evil bandits like those in Feiying Mountain?

have!

The largest wealthy family in the vicinity is Tiemenbao, where three hundred households live together. This force is indeed not small.

The fortress lord Zhou Anju once went to Feiying Mountain alone and fought a fierce battle with He Zhenlei, but both sides were evenly matched.

Zhou Anju also led a dozen of his subordinates to fight with He Zhenlei at the foot of the mountain, but was defeated.

According to local villagers, the reason why Lord Zhou was defeated was because Zhai Xiu could not leave home for a long time.

What he said was true, but Li Banfeng always felt that something was wrong.

He asked an old farmer, "Brother, did you see the battle between Lord Zhou and He Zhenlei?"

The old farmer shook his head and said, "This is a fight between gods. How dare I watch it?"

"If you didn't see it, how can you explain it so clearly?"

"This matter has long been spread around Tiemenbao. Those two battles were earth-shattering, and everyone in this area knows about it!

Fort Master Zhou is a hero, but he can’t stand up to the vicious villains. Even Iron Gate Fort can’t defeat them, let alone ordinary people like us.”

It sounds earth-shattering when you talk about it, but when you ask about it, you’ve never seen it.

Li Banfeng really had an urge to go to Feiying Mountain to see what was going on.

But if this village chief is really a cultivator of the seventh or eighth level, wouldn’t it be suicide if he went up there?

Take another look.

You can always find someone who knows the inside story.

The next day, Tiemenbao opened its doors and Li Banfeng entered the fort again. Ma Dingfu shouted in front of the gate: "Hurry up if you have business, we will close in two hours!"

Li Banfeng asked Sui Donglan: "What time does it usually close?"

"It's seven o'clock in the evening. They closed so early today. It seems that the matter of Feiying Mountain has not been properly dealt with."

Those who sell rice, oil, and vegetables do business door to door, but those who sell cloth, groceries, and tobacco leaves have a harder time doing business.

Feiyingshan came to ask for ten thousand dollars. Most people in the fort did not pay, but they had to prepare the money. If they were pushed too hard, they would have no choice but to compromise. After all, the house repairmen could not move easily.

A woman who sold cloth came to Old Man Hu's house to collect clothes. Old Man Hu was a tailor with good skills. The woman had been placing orders with him for many years.

Old Man Hu didn't lock the door today, so it was ajar.

The cloth seller didn't dare to go in. She knew that Zhai Xiu didn't want anyone to enter the house. She stood outside the door and called out, "Old Hu, are those two cheongsams ready?"

An old voice came from the room: "Who is it?"

Is this Lao Hu?

The sound is not right.

"It's me! Xiujuan, I'm here to get your clothes!"

"Who is it?"

"I, I..." Xiujuan took two steps back.

A cold wind blew, and a thick fog rose in the dark corridor.

In the thick fog, Lao Hu's head slowly floated in front of Xiujuan.

"Oh my God!" Xiujuan screamed and crawled out of Lao Hu's room.

Several home repairmen who came out to buy things surrounded him and saw Lao Hu's head still hanging in the air.

The old voice echoed in the room: "Tell me, who killed him..."

Li Banfeng wanted to go in and take a look, but was stopped by Wu Yongchao: "Don't go, the house spirit might go crazy."

Without a master, the house spirit is likely to become an evil spirit.

And this house spirit is special.

"Old Hu has been in Tiemenbao for more than 50 years, and this house spirit is even older than him. Now that Old Hu is gone, I'm afraid this house spirit will..."

“Who on earth is it!” Before he could finish his words, the spirit in the house screamed continuously, and the whole house shook.

Fifty years.

The house repairman who arrived earlier than Castle Lord Zhou yesterday was him.

Ma Dingfu ran over and shouted to the vendors, "Go! Go! Something's happened here, and we're going to close soon."

It's closing time again.

A group of vendors ran out of the door and suddenly heard a loud whistle.

Woohoo! Woohoo!

Before anyone could run out, the steam door closed.

After a while, a voice came from outside the door: "Master Zhou, I'm here again. I said yesterday that if I can't get the ten thousand dollars, I will take one of your lives a day. Did you get the heads?"

Fort Lord Zhou shouted sternly: "Luo Dagui, don't go too far!"

"I didn't bully you. I told you the rules beforehand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang and several rocks fell into the valley.

Another house under renovation was smashed, and all the vendors squatted on the ground without saying a word.

They were waiting for Lord Zhou's attitude, but Lord Zhou said nothing.

The cannon leader Luo Dagui shouted, "Everyone, I will come again tomorrow. If I still don't see the ten thousand dollars, I will give you another generous gift!"

After saying that, Luo Dagui left.

Everyone waited for a long time and didn't dare to move.

Ma Dingfu glanced at everyone and shouted angrily, "How crazy! You guys are so crazy! Why don't you go out and fight him? Now someone's dead!"

Several house repairmen looked at Wu Yongchao with resentment.

These have all been paid.

Wu Yongchao looked ashamed and avoided everyone's gaze.

"Who killed him!" The spirit of Old Hu's house was still roaring.

Ma Dingfu stood at a distance and looked at it, then turned around and said to the crowd, "Who knows Lao Hu? Go to his room and take a look."

Wu Yongchao said, "Let me go over and take a look. I recognize the spirit of his house."

Ma Dingfu looked at Wu Yongchao and said, "Comfort him well. Remember, you owe Lao Hu a life."

…

Two hours later, the steam door opened.

Sui Donglan rushed all the way to the door, but Li Banfeng stopped her and gave her a cup of wine: "Drink this, and come to Tiemenbao to wait for me tomorrow."

"The Iron Gate Fort will be closed tomorrow! That guy named Ma just said so."

"If you don't open the door, wait for me outside."

"What if we encounter bandits?"

"Can't you hide better?"

…

Late at night, Wu Yongchao rummaged through the drawers and boxes in the house and took out all the loose change that was scattered around, and he managed to collect a total of twelve yuan.

Each family has to pay thirty-six yuan, but Wu Yongchao's savings are far from enough.

He took out a few paintings that he had been reluctant to sell before, and calculated how much they were worth. Then he heard an old man's voice: "Boy, you can't sell these paintings. They will be needed in the war in the future!"

"Now is the time to use the money. I'll use it later..."

Bang Bang Bang

As we were talking, we heard someone knocking on the door.

Wu Yongchao frowned slightly. At this time, there would be no outsiders in Tiemenbao.

Could it be that Ma Dingfu is here to collect debts again?

He came to the door, opened the door mirror first, and found that the person standing at the door was not Ma Dingfu, but a man wearing a top hat.

Peddler!

Wu Yongchao opened the door and asked in a low voice, "How did you get in?"

Li Banfeng lowered his voice even more: "I didn't leave at all."

"Impossible. Every time the fort closes, it always..."

"Let me in first. This is not the place to talk."

Wu Yongchao was in a dilemma.

The old man's voice came to my ears again: "Let him in, he is a good man."

Wu Yongchao brought Li Banfeng into the living room and looked around several times before closing the door.

The two sat down, and Wu Yongchao asked about the previous incident again: "How dare you stay in the fort secretly? What if the fort owner finds out..."

"Let's not talk about this for now. Did you go to Old Hu's house and find out how he died?"

Wu Yongchao lowered his head and said with a guilty look on his face: "This morning, Old Hu went out to dump the dirt and didn't come back for a long time.

The spirit of the house smelled blood outside the door, opened the door and saw Lao Hu's head placed at the door.

This is all my fault..."

Li Banfeng interrupted Wu Yongchao: "How early was it this morning? Before the big iron gate opened, or after it opened?"

"It was about six o'clock, and the iron gate hadn't opened yet."

"How did the murderer get in?"

Wu Yongchao thought for a moment and said, "Since they can throw rocks from the cliff, they must have sneaked into the fort from the cliff."

Li Banfeng thought about the height of the cliff.

Think again about the tools that group of people used.

A person of this quality climbed down from the cliff and killed a home repairman at his doorstep?

"What level of cultivation is Old Hu?"

"He said it was three floors."

Only three floors?

How is that possible?

"Hasn't he practiced for more than fifty years? It's impossible to reach the third level just by the years."

Wu Yongchao thought for a moment and said, "I remember that time when he was drunk, he talked to me about cultivation.

He said that when he was young, he fought with the house spirits every day, and the fights were life-and-death. Later, in order to avoid the house spirits, he moved to Tiemenbao.

For unknown reasons, his spirit chased him to Tiemenbao again, and the two continued to fight for more than 30 years, but his cultivation did not improve at all and he was covered in wounds.

Later, Old Hu got too old and couldn't fight anymore, so the house spirit gave him the third level of cultivation, and the two continued to fight."

Is there such a type of house spirit?

Li Banfeng felt more and more that it was a great fortune for him to have met his wife.

"Why did you come to Iron Gate?"

Wu Yongchao lowered his head. He was reluctant to tell his story, but since the peddler asked, he didn't know how to refuse.

"I used to live in Green Water Bay, not Green Water City, but a village outside the city.

I have loved it since I was a child.