Chapter 350: Ancestor of Gold Cultivation
Li Banfeng sat upright in the main room.
Lin Dexing's body was lying on the ground.
There was silence in the main room. After waiting for a long time, the record player spoke: "Brothers and sisters, since my husband has bought the dishes, let's eat."
The sound of the record player was very dull, as if I had pinched my nose.
No one in the room responded, so the record player said to the pendulum, "Blood sister, have a taste."
Hanxue bowed and saluted: "Madam hasn't eaten yet, the rules of the house cannot be disrupted."
"We are all family, there is no need to follow so many rules. Hongying, why don't you try it first?"
Hong Ying was dressing in front of the mirror, and when she heard the question from the record player, she quickly responded, "I think what Hanxue said makes sense. The rules of the family cannot be disrupted. Let's ask my sister to eat first."
"They say our family doesn't have so many rules. Come eat."
"That won't do. Even if the rules at home are not followed, the rules in the military camp cannot be violated.
You are the commander-in-chief, and I am your general. I can only pick up my chopsticks after you put the food into your mouth."
The record player sighed and said, "Why are you saying all this? This is not a military camp."
"I've been fighting all my life and I'm used to it. In my opinion, the gloves should be eaten first. In this battle, he is the one who contributed the most." Hong Ying's voice trembled a little, and the comb in her hand was also shaking.
The record player agreed: "That makes sense. Where are the gloves?"
The gloves lay next to the Tang sword, pretending to be a piece of rag.
Tang Dao poked the wall in the corner and pretended to be asleep.
"Gourd girl, are you hungry?"
Jiuhulu burped: "I just drank a few more glasses, and the alcohol is taking effect. I'm going to sleep for a while."
The record player said to the projector, "You missed the last meal, so you can eat this one first."
The projector is an honest man: "Madam, if I eat this, art will die completely."
Li Banfeng's face turned pale: "Eat! Why don't you eat? This person has the cultivation level of Yunshang. You can't eat him even if you want to!"
The record player placed all his hopes on Honglian: "Sister Honglian, your husband is so sweet, please eat it quickly."
Honglian said to the record player: "I don't eat raw food, this person is still alive."
The record player sighed, played slowly, and sang in a sigh: "What can I do?"
Li Banfeng didn't think the smell was that strong, maybe he had smelled it too much in Old Yao's house: "Madam, you are eating souls, which is different from what they eat. What can souls smell like?"
The record player sobbed, "Hey, my husband, who set up this technique? This person stinks to the core!"
Who laid out this technique?
This is something I really need to ask about.
Li Banfeng left Suishenju, leaving a room full of people sighing.
You say eat it, but I just can't eat it.
You say you don't want to eat it, so this thing is right there at home.
…
When they arrived at Mr. Yao's house, Pan Dehai had already left. He left a sugar man beside Mr. Yao's bed.
The old man who practiced gold cultivation had not left yet, and Xiao Genzi was still standing beside him.
"Seventh Master, this is the founder of our Taoist sect." Xiao Genzi hurriedly stepped forward to introduce him.
Li Banfeng straightened his hat and saluted the old man.
The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about ancestors. My last name is Xu, Xu Han. I have been in the Taoist sect for two more years and I am a few years older than you. You can call me Brother Xu."
This Taoist ancestor is really kind.
Li Banfeng clasped his fists and said, "Brother Xu, I wonder why you came to Yaowanggou?"
The old man looked at Yao Lao and said, "Come and help him look after the house."
Upon hearing this, Li Banfeng remained silent for a long time.
Xiao Genzi said nervously, "Seventh Master, the Grandmaster will not lie to you..."
It’s not that I don’t trust this old senior, nor is it that I don’t trust the roots.
With the strength of this old senior, if he really wanted to seize Mr. Yao's territory, he would not need to deceive Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng is no match for him.
But this concerns Mr. Yao's life and territory, and Li Banfeng is worried about handing it over to a stranger.
"Are you Mr. Yao's friend?"
Xu Han shook his head: "Yao Xin doesn't make friends."
"So you are his relative?"
Xu Han still shook his head.
This is hard to explain. Why would he come to help Mr. Yao if they are not related to him?
Xu Han rummaged through the backpack for a moment and pulled out a feather duster: "Do you recognize this thing?"
I know Li Banfeng, I know him very well.
This is the peddler's feather duster. In Tiemenbao, Li Banfeng was once beaten severely with this feather duster.
Xu Han said, "I didn't intend to intervene in this matter. I think there must be many people competing for Yaowanggou. I'm afraid there will be constant chaos in the future. But I owe the peddler a favor. He asked for it, so I have to do it."
Using a feather duster as a token of trust is a unique tacit understanding between Li Banfeng and the peddler. We can be 80% assured about this matter now, and the remaining 20% needs to be verified.
But there was a question that Li Banfeng really wanted to know the answer to: "The death star came to Yaowanggou, which has something to do with Neizhou. Are Green Water Beggar, Pan Dehai, and Lin Dexing also sent by Neizhou?"
"I can't explain why Pan Dehai came. Lu Huazi and Lin Dexing should have been sent by Neizhou.
Yao Xin is not a local god from Neizhou. Neizhou has long wanted to get rid of him. Yaowanggou is also a special place, and Neizhou has always wanted to keep it in its hands. "
"What's so special about Yaowanggou?" Li Banfeng didn't understand.
In the special environment of Procuratorate, Yaowanggou is as normal as can be compared to other places.
"Especially in Kuwu Mountain," Old Xu smiled, "Little brother, don't ask too many questions about this matter, and don't investigate it. Knowing too much will only do harm.
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