Li Banfeng took the remote control and watched it over and over again.

It’s not that he didn’t have the courage to try, but he really couldn’t tell what changes Suishenju had made.

The key is whether the functions he modified are what Li Banfeng wanted?

"Do you know what this is used for?"

Suishenju replied, "It's for passing through."

"Do you know which way I'm going?"

"How could I not know? Wherever you go, I will follow you."

"Can this thing open the border?"

"Half a minute at a time, once a day."

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "Are you talking about this mechanism?"

"What else could it be? This thing is ingeniously crafted. With the current items, we can only modify them to this extent. You can try it. We can only tell whether it works or not."

Li Banfeng took a paper man and sprinkled some blood on it, then left Suishenju, stood near the border line, and pulled the lever.

He controlled the paper man to cross the border without any damage.

Success!

It’s a good skill to be able to live anywhere!

As a train, it actually has such powerful construction methods!

There were only thirty seconds, and the paper man used twenty seconds. Li Banfeng did not hesitate and immediately rushed across the border. Ten seconds later, the mechanism clicked and the lever returned to its original position. Li Banfeng wanted to pull it again, but he couldn't.

Li Banfeng couldn't believe that the impassable border of Prostate was opened just like that.

As long as the remote control is not damaged, Li Banfeng can travel freely in most places in Prostate in the future without having to worry about road guides.

Behind him is the Black Stone Slope.

In front is the soda kiln next to Heishipo.

Li Banfeng carefully put away the remote control, lowered the brim of his hat, and disappeared into the night.

…

Soda Kiln, a town about the same size as Yaowanggou.

The name of this place is very distinctive. When at the newspaper office, Li Banfeng once asked about the origin of the soda kiln. Xiao Chuanzi explained that the soda here is particularly delicious.

At dawn, Li Banfeng arrived in the town and was greeted by a rich fragrance.

This is the smell of soda. Many soda stalls have opened early in the morning.

Li Banfeng found a stall and sat down. The proprietress asked him what flavor of soda he liked.

Orange, grape, cantaloupe, the soda here is blended with pure artificial flavors and contains 100% no natural fruit juice.

I don’t know what kind of skills they used, but the soda they mixed is really delicious.

Li Banfeng ordered two bottles of grape soda and the stall's signature set meal: two authentic Ingrid sausages, a plate of authentic Green Water City pork head, a dish of Soda Kiln traditional spicy cabbage, and a bowl of the stall's secret white porridge.

Is it appropriate to eat like this?

Li Banfeng felt that it was quite suitable, with large portion, sufficient flavor and not greasy at all.

While eating, Li Banfeng chatted with the proprietress and talked about the origin of the soda kiln.

The name originally had nothing to do with the drink.

"We built the first batch of boilers in the state of New Mexico in our steam kiln. In the boiler, water turns into steam, and steam turns into water again. The steam-water cycle is the basis of the steam engine.

Every household in our soda kiln has steam access earlier than the ones in Heishipo. If the people in Heishipo were not good at doing business, we in the soda kiln would be better off than them!

Later, the soda kiln became somewhat famous. Some people started a soda business at the soda kiln and made up a story that the origin of soda came from the soda kiln.

As a result, the steam engine of the soda kiln did not make much progress, but the soda was getting better and better. Locals loved it, and so did outsiders. There were soda stands everywhere in the town, and people said that our place name came from the soda. Don’t you think this is a rumor?..."

The proprietress looked young, probably around 25 or 26 years old, but she couldn't stop talking about the history of the soda kiln. Seeing that Li Banfeng was almost finished eating, she offered him another bottle of soda just to chat with him a little more.

After dinner, Li Banfeng went back to his residence and took a nap. At dusk, he bought a map and strolled on the street.

At this time, there were more soda stalls. Li Banfeng was thinking about finding a place to have dinner, and soon he saw the stall where he had breakfast.

When the proprietress saw Li Banfeng, she quickly asked him to come sit down. Suddenly, someone said, "My friend, don't leave so quickly. Let me have a word."

Li Banfeng turned around and saw a man on the side of the road. He was wearing a black cloth gown, a bowler hat, a goatee, and holding a mahogany folding fan.

There was a square table in front of him, and next to the table hung a sign with two lines of large characters written on it: Knowing the future and the future will bring endless changes, and knowing good and bad fortune in advance.

This is a fortune teller.

The proprietress coughed a few times, signaling Li Banfeng not to interrupt.

Li Banfeng walked up to the fortune teller and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

The fortune teller nodded and said, "Is this your first time at the Soda Kiln?"

Li Banfeng answered honestly: "It's really the first time."

The fortune teller pinched his fingers and counted for a moment, then his brows suddenly furrowed: "You shouldn't have come."

Li Banfeng was shocked: "Why shouldn't you come?"

"You are destined to have an unlucky number in your life. The unlucky number is at the soda kiln. When you arrive at the soda kiln, you have already encountered bad luck. You will definitely suffer a bloody disaster."

"What is an unlucky number? It sounds scary." Li Banfeng clasped his hands together and squatted on the ground obediently.

The fortune teller asked, "Are you here to visit relatives or friends?"

"I'm here to visit a friend."

"Are you close to this friend?"

"It's deep, a life-and-death friendship, we've been through several lives together!"

The fortune teller closed his paper fan and asked sternly, "Are you here to collect a debt?"

Li Banfeng was stunned and said, "I am not here to collect a debt, I am here to repay a favor."

"You are wrong! You are here to collect debts!" The fortune teller took the paper and pen and said to Li Banfeng, "Write a word first."

This is a fortune telling.

Li Banfeng asked cautiously, "How much does it cost to tell fortunes?"

"I won't take a penny!" The fortune teller waved his hand and said, "I'm not doing this to make money from you. I see that you are a man who values friendship, and I want to help you get rid of this disaster."

"No charge, that's fine." Li Banfeng nodded repeatedly and wrote the word "Xiang" on the paper.

After the fortune teller read it, his expression became more serious: "This is a very bad omen. I can smell the smell of blood even through the paper."

"What's that smell? Why can't I smell it?" Li Banfeng was very nervous.

"Look carefully at this word xiang, a tree is facing an eye, and the blood is right in front of you."

Li Banfeng was puzzled: "How can a word like 'wood' be associated with blood?"

"There are thorns on the wood. If they prick your hand, will it bleed?"

"It must have been bloody."

"A wooden pole pierced my eye. Is this fatal?"

"That would definitely be fatal!"

The fortune teller nodded and said, "That's why I said just now that you are here to collect debts. Now that you have come to the soda kiln, your friend's life is gone."

Li Banfeng was frightened. He wiped the sweat off his face, stood up and said, "Then I'll leave."

"It's too late!" The fortune teller sighed, "You've come, and the bad luck has already happened. Your friend can't escape the disaster."

"That won't do!" Li Banfeng clasped his hands together and squatted on the ground again. His voice was trembling, as if he was about to cry. "I came here to repay my gratitude. How could I kill my friend?"

"What a sincere man! Nowadays, it's hard to find a good man like you who values friendship and loyalty," the fortune teller nodded. "Meeting you today is also an opportunity. I will risk my half-life cultivation to find a solution for you. First, tell me, what is the name of your friend and where does he live?"

"I don't know his name."

The fortune teller was startled: "What do you mean by that? Didn't you say that we have a life-long friendship?"

"We have a life-and-death friendship. In order to fulfill a wish of mine, he gave me his life."

To be sure, you have to tell two truths. What Li Banfeng just said was indeed the truth.

The fortune teller was even more puzzled: "If we are so close, how come you don't know his name?"

Li Banfeng wiped his tears and said, "He refused to tell me. He just said that he was the prime minister in the Jianghu and his home was in the Soda Kiln, so I wrote the word 'Xiang'."

Hearing this, the fortune teller was silent for a while.

Jianghu Prime Minister is the self-proclaimed title of the disciples of the Jiang Xiang Gang.

The fortune teller asked, "How old is your friend and what does he look like?"

Li Banfeng said: "He is in his fifties, quite thin, a little dark, and very kind in everything he says and does."

The fortune teller fell into deep thought.

According to his description, there seems to be such a person in the rudder, but he is not sure who it is.

It's normal to be uncertain, because Li Banfeng didn't mention any significant features. According to his description, you can find a lot of them if you walk around the street.

The fortune teller was very confused. Was the person he was talking about a fellow disciple?

But after hesitating for a while, looking at Li Banfeng's honest appearance, the fortune teller decided to do this business.

"I'll tell you if I can help you find that friend. Once you meet him, how do you plan to repay him?"

Li Banfeng then told the truth: "I brought a lot of good things, but I can't tell you. When I meet my friend, I will give all these good things to him, and then I will share some with you."

"God has mercy on good people. I will definitely help you." The fortune teller took out the counting sticks and asked about Li Banfeng's birth date first.

Li Banfeng didn't know when he was born, so he made up a story.

After the calculation, the fortune teller closed his stall and said, "Come with me. I have calculated your friend's whereabouts. Whether you can save him depends on your luck."

Seeing that Li Banfeng was about to follow the fortune teller, the owner of the soda stand became anxious and wanted to stop him, but did not dare to say a word.

The fortune teller took Li Banfeng through the streets and alleys, chatting with him along the way and praising him for his loyalty.

This is Jiang Xiang's method of helping Kunma, which emphasizes reviewing, knocking, beating, thousands, longing and selling.

To examine means to observe words and expressions. Seeing Li Banfeng looking around as he walked, he concluded that he was a stranger.

The knocking was an indirect way to obtain information. The two people did not know each other, but the fortune teller asked Li Banfeng a lot of things.

Beating is a threat, emphasizing that disaster is bound to come. After doing these three things, the foreplay is in place.

The main topic comes after the foreplay. Qian is a fraud, involving irrelevant things together, and asking Li Banfeng to tell fortunes is a trick.

Long is flattering and gains Li Banfeng's trust through flattery.

Selling is self-promotion, and at this point, the business is done.

Along the way, Li Banfeng nodded frequently and believed in every word of the fortune teller. In the fortune teller's opinion, the deal had been done.

The only thing the fortune teller needs to confirm is whether this person is a friend of his fellow disciples in Dukou.

If he is really a friend of Dukou, then let him be dealt with by his fellow disciples. We should not ruin the harmony for a fat sheep.

If no one at the helm knows him, then he can't be polite. If he doesn't have a penny left, it will be considered that the fortune teller is not very skilled.

When they reached an alley, the fortune teller counted with his fingers and said to Li Banfeng, "Wait here first. There is a disaster not far ahead. Let me see if your friend is among them."

Li Banfeng clasped his hands together and waited obediently in the alley.

The fortune teller walked out of the alley, turned into another alley, and entered a private house.

This private house is their helmsman, and the helmsman is disciplining two female disciples. The Jiang Xiang Gang has a business of "releasing white pigeons", which is to use women to cheat men of their money. Zhou Yujuan, the predecessor of the silk earrings and the owner of the Xianle Dance Hall, came from this business.

The two female disciples were not very skilled and had not opened their business for half a month, so they were punished by the family law and were lying on the spring bench and being whipped.

The fortune teller came forward and reported: "Captain, there is a man who came to visit his friend at the helm. He said he is a friend with whom we have a life-long friendship and is helping us."

"Come visit us as a friend? And even risk your life for us?" The captain also found it interesting. "Are you kidding me?"

The fortuneteller was about to explain when he heard Li Banfeng say, "Captain, I didn't lie to you. This is a life-long friendship. They gave their lives to me.

I brought you a lot of good things this time. Don't worry, we are all friends, and everyone has a share."

Li Banfeng drew out his sickle.

The Tang sword then flew up.

The gourd is on the left and the pendulum is on the right.

Gloves came to the front door and closed it.

…

Ten minutes later, Li Banfeng came out, still holding the fortune teller in his hand.

"Don't cry, I'm telling you the truth. I have a life-long friendship with them.

I just want to wipe out your gang. For my wish, they have sacrificed their lives. Isn't this a deep friendship?"

Passing by the soda stand, Li Banfeng also greeted the proprietress.

The proprietress didn’t know what was going on. She didn’t expect the two of them to be chatting so enthusiastically.

Li Banfeng continued to comfort the fortune teller: "You are a person who is really accurate in fortune telling. I am not praising you, but I really admire you. Those people at the rudder just now are all my good friends. They have entrusted their lives to me.

You must have many good friends in your hall. Take me to meet some of them. As you just saw, I brought a lot of good things. These are all prepared for you. I even left a portion for you.

Didn't I tell you not to cry? It's not nice to cry like this. People will think I did something wrong.

Hurry up and wipe your tears and the blood off your face."

…

After knocking off the two rudders, Li Banfeng came to the headquarters of Jiang Xiang Gang.

He did not rush into the hall directly, but waited until late at night.

The fortune teller told Li Banfeng that in this hall, there was a senior engineer who was best at making mechanisms and traps. The fortune teller drew a picture for Li Banfeng and marked a safe route. Li Banfeng didn't know whether what he said was true or not.

He certainly couldn't take the risk himself, so he used the music box to knock down a few gatekeepers. Li Banfeng took out two paper figures from his personal space and walked along the route.

What the fortune teller said was true, this route is indeed safe.

Li Banfeng entered the courtyard of the hall. It was late autumn and early winter, and the weather was very cold. Li Banfeng was worried that the hall master and others would catch a cold, so he prepared to set a fire in the hall first.

Just as I was looking for the place to set the fire, I suddenly heard the earring whisper, "Master, there is movement."

Bang, bang!

The sound of metal colliding.

The sound seemed to come from underground.

In the dungeon, He Yuxiu, covered in wounds, was tied up tightly with chains.

The chain was made of a special material and He Yuxiu couldn't break free, so she desperately banged her body against the iron door.

"You bastards!" He Yuxiu gritted her teeth and said, "As long as I have one breath left, I will fight you to the end!"

PS: Shen Jingye had previously said that he would borrow Jiang Xiang’s help to kill He Yuxiu, and he actually did it.

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