Chapter 347 Who will guard Yaowanggou?

Li Banfeng carried Mr. Yao into Suishenju.

It was very dangerous to do so, as the residence might be exposed, but Li Banfeng did not hesitate.

He moved Honglian to the side of Old Yao, and the record player exclaimed, "Husband, what are you going to do?"

The red lotus does not eat raw food, but Old Yao had already lost his life force, but the red lotus still slightly opened its petals.

Li Banfeng glared at her, and Honglian closed its petals again.

After leaving Suishenju, Li Banfeng moved the medicinal herbs from Old Yao's house.

He didn't understand the properties of medicines or pharmacology, and he didn't even recognize most of the medicinal herbs.

He would move any medicinal materials or medicines he saw. No matter whether they were pills or ointments, Li Banfeng moved them all into his home.

Honglian understood what Li Banfeng meant and said a few words to the record player.

Li Banfeng couldn't hear, so the record player relayed, "Husband, Honglian can't wake him up either. At most, she can stabilize his soul."

"That's okay too."

The red lotus spread out its petals, selected more than a dozen kinds of medicines and herbs, and stored them in the lotus heart.

Soon, the petals opened, and Li Banfeng peeled off a lotus seed, which exploded and turned into an almost transparent pill.

Li Banfeng handed the pill to his wife, who checked it and put it into Old Yao's mouth.

Elder Yao didn't react at all. He sighed and said, "The soul is stable. When he can wake up depends on his luck."

Li Banfeng carried Mr. Yao back to the courtyard and put him on the bed.

He put the things in the yard and the house in good order.

The corpse of the unlucky star could not be wasted, so Li Banfeng dragged it into Suishenju, thinking that there would be some spirit left for his wife to eat. However, after seeing it, his wife said, "General Yao was ruthless. This guy's soul was turned to ashes. Nothing is left."

It’s better that there is nothing left. My wife thinks it’s unlucky to eat this.

He was unwilling to eat the other magic weapons, so in the end, they all went to Honglian.

There are also many magic weapons in Yao's house. The three-pointed double-edged sword and the four-sided flag are both good things of the upper cloud level. The wine gourd greeted them one by one, but these magic weapons did not respond.

These magic weapons have been guarding Old Yao, and they don’t want to follow Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng had not originally planned to take them away, as Mr. Yao also needed someone to take care of him.

The collapsed wall needs to be repaired quickly. Mr. Yao cannot be exposed to the sun and rain. This work can be done together with Qiu Zhiheng.

But the question is, apart from these magic weapons, who else can protect Mr. Yao?

What should we do if another local tyrant comes to seize the territory and digs up Mr. Yao’s deed?

At dawn, Qiu Zhiheng went up the mountain and saw Li Banfeng picking up bricks and stones, so he hurried up to inquire about the situation.

Li Banfeng said: "The star of death is dead, and the death formation is broken."

Qiu Zhiheng was delighted for a while, but when he saw the condition of Mr. Yao, the joy on his face froze.

"What's this, Mr. Yao?"

"He was too seriously injured and fell asleep."

"he……"

Li Banfeng knew what Qiu Zhiheng was going to ask: "Whether he can wake up or not, Mr. Yao himself doesn't know."

Qiu Zhiheng sat next to Mr. Yao with a confused look on his face. He didn't know how to deal with this situation.

Li Banfeng asked, "Do you know any local gods from other places? If you trust them, you can ask them to help look after Yaowanggou."

Qiu Zhiheng thought for a long time, shook his head and said: "I know some local gods, but I can't trust any of them."

It was late autumn and the morning breeze was cold.

Li Banfeng sighed and said, "Let's build the wall first."

He had three candidates in mind who could help Mr. Yao take care of the land, but he still had to consider which one was the most suitable.

To look after Yaowanggou, one must find someone at the level of a local god, and he cannot be too mediocre.

Meng Yuchun lacks experience and can't even manage her own territory, let alone Li Banfeng's territory. It is obviously not appropriate to ask her.

The first suitable person is Shui Yongquan, the local god that Li Banfeng is most familiar with. His territory is not too close to here, but not too far away either. With the local god's means, it shouldn't be a big problem for him to just go back and forth.

Although Shui Yongquan is the local god of Xindi, he is sophisticated and experienced, and can support Mr. Yao for a few years.

Of course, it is impossible for Shui Yongquan to do this in vain. During the time when Old Yao was in a coma, a part of the popularity of Yaowanggou was kept to maintain Old Yao's cultivation, and the rest was left to Shui Yongquan as a reward.

The plan is reasonable, but the problem is that the profits from the local gods are too great and the temptation is too great.

What should we do if Lao Shui has been the local god for a while and refuses to leave?

Although Shui Yongquan is a trustworthy man, Li Banfeng doesn't dare to gamble on this matter. Even if a contract is signed, with Shui Yongquan's wisdom, he may find a loophole.

Option 2: Find fallen autumn leaves.

Compared to Shui Yongquan, Qiu Luoye is less capable, but also less scheming. As long as the contract is written clearly, the chances of Qiu Luoye cheating are low.

But Qiu Luoye was reckless and might cause trouble. It might be okay for other people, but Yaowanggou was near Green Water Bay. If Qiu Luoye provoke Green Water Beggar, things would be troublesome.

The third choice is Feng Daiku.

Ma Wu has a good relationship with her, so asking her to take care of Yaowanggou is also an option.

This was the last choice, because Li Banfeng did not trust Feng Daiku. Not only did he not trust her, but his relationship with her was also somewhat bad. It was because of her that Li Banfeng almost died in Tiexian River.

Who else is there besides these three?

Miserable mother-in-law?

Peddler?

Li Banfeng didn't know how to contact these big shots.

While thinking, Li Banfeng suddenly started shaking his legs.

Qiu Zhiheng was startled: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Li Banfeng shook his head: "Not really, I walked a lot yesterday and my legs hurt a little."

Qiu Zhiheng knew that Li Banfeng was a travel cultivator. Seeing Li Banfeng's body shaking and sweat pouring down his face, Lu Dongliang had experienced a similar situation before: "Are you going to be promoted?"

Promotion?

It's really possible!

Lu Xiu was promoted very quickly in dangerous situations. Yaowanggou was hit by the Sangmen Formation, which was very dangerous. Li Banfeng almost traveled all over Yaowanggou by following the train. In addition, he had been running around during this period and had been secretly taking elixirs. It was indeed time for him to be promoted.

Qiu Zhiheng supported Li Banfeng and said, "Come home with me and rest."

Li Banfeng shook his head: "Let's find a way to build the wall first."

"Leave it to me."

"Don't let others know where Mr. Yao lives."

"Don't worry, I bought a craftsman's spiritual item last month, which is enough for you."

Qiu Zhiheng wanted to take Li Banfeng down the mountain, but Li Banfeng said, "I have to stay here and guard Mr. Yao's home. Don't worry about me. Promotion is not a big deal. I can just rest here."

Qiu Zhiheng was unable to persuade Li Banfeng, so he hurried down the mountain.

This promotion came so suddenly that Li Banfeng could hardly bear it. After running around the house for dozens of times, Li Banfeng returned to his residence.

Seeing Li Banfeng's pale face, the record player asked, "My dear husband, what's wrong with you?"

"I guess I'm too tired these past two days."

"Come and rest on the bed."

Li Banfeng lay on the bed, with a ball of steam clinging closely to him.

Li Banfeng secretly glanced at Hong Ying, thinking in his heart how to ask about the seventh level of skills.

…

Jiang Xiangbang, Yaowangtang, head Luo Zhengnan was sitting on a recliner on the rooftop, listening to the radio leisurely.

The weather is fine today and Master Luo is in a good mood. He inserted the antenna into his head and sensed it carefully.

The bad luck is gone, it is really gone.