After scaring away Zhang Gunli and Mr. Kong Fang, Li Banfeng quickly hid the key. It was hard to say whether these two people would suddenly come back to kill him.
Back at Suishenju, Li Banfeng still had the rattle in his hand.
If it weren't for the rattle, Li Banfeng wouldn't have known how to get away. Zhang Gunli is so powerful, and Mr. Kong Fang is obviously stronger than him. With Li Banfeng's current strength, it would be too difficult to deal with Mr. Kong Fang.
However, judging from the speed at which Mr. Kong Fang ran away, he didn't seem like the peddler's subordinate, but rather seemed to have a grudge against the peddler.
Li Banfeng was not sure what was going on.
The record player was using paste to paste the flesh on the clay figurine. Seeing Li Banfeng sweating all over, he asked with concern, "My husband, you look flustered and irritable. What happened?"
Li Banfeng shook the rattle in his hand: "There is a rumor that the peddler had a fight with the people in heaven and was killed by them."
There was silence in Suishenju. Except for a few magic weapons following Li Banfeng, who knew the news in advance, everyone else was stunned.
"No, I don't think this can happen--" When saying this, the record player lacked confidence. She knew what consequences Prozhou would face if the peddler was really gone.
Li Banfeng said, "Neizhou sent Zhang Gunli to attack Mr. Kong Fang, the second in command of Xuehuapu. They are testing the peddler.
If Mr. Kong Fang was beaten to death and the peddler still did not respond, it would prove that the peddler was really gone. "
The record player said, "I have never heard of Mr. Kong Fang's name, nor do I know what the second in command of Xuehuapu is like. Has my husband ever seen this person?"
"I just met him. Mr. Kong Fang is a tough guy who can beat Zhang Gunli. Xuehua Pu is not just a reputation. At least the strength of this second in command is really strong."
"My husband, the second in command of Xuehuapu dared to show up in Purozhou. Does that prove that the peddler should be fine?"
"It's hard to say." Li Banfeng turned the rattle in his hand. He couldn't be sure of the true relationship between Mr. Kong Fang and the peddler.
The record player still felt that this was strange: "The peddler was going to have a decisive battle with the man in the sky. This would be a world-shaking event in Pro Province, but why was there no movement before the fight?"
The old teapot said, "The peddler and the people in heaven know the consequences of this duel. No matter who wins or loses, it will be disadvantageous to Prostate. I guess they don't want to make it public, so they hid it very well before the duel."
The record player still disagreed: "It was hidden well before the fight, how come the news leaked out after the fight?"
Gloves said, "The news came from a man named Ye Haolong in Pillow City."
The record player looked at the calendar and said, "Pillow City? That's even more outrageous! The people in Pillow City sleep through three seasons out of a year. Now is their sleeping time. How could he possibly see the peddler fighting with the man in the sky?"
This matter is indeed a bit strange.
Li Banfeng was just thinking about going to the Pillow City to take a look, when he suddenly heard Honglian shouting in the Ninth Room: "There is no smoke without fire, there must be a reason, I think the peddler and the man in the sky are going to fight, but they haven't fought yet, can you help me pass a message to the peddler?"
Li Banfeng entered the ninth room, carried Honglian to the main room, and asked, "Were you talking to me just now?"
Honglian said, "Besides you, who else in this family can talk to the peddler? The peddler and you call each other brothers, so you two should be friends."
"He and I are friends, what do you want me to say?"
Honglian said word by word: "Tell the peddler not to fight with the people in the sky. This battle
None of you can afford to lose."
The record player heard this and said, "Sister Honglian, what's wrong with you? Are you worried about your heavenly being?"
"Yes, I am worried!" Honglian admitted generously, "But you should also know what the situation is like without the peddler. The peddler and I are friends, and he should be able to listen to my advice."
The record player sighed, "If they were so easy to persuade, the feud between the two of them wouldn't have lasted for so many years.
Honglian said: "No matter if you can persuade him or not, just convey the message. I won't let you do this for nothing. I will pay you!"
The record player laughed and said, “What can you offer as a reward?
D
Honglian turned to the record player and spread her petals: "I will make a body for you."
The record player was stunned: "What body are you talking about?"
"Your body, Zhao Xiaowan's body, the most beautiful woman in the world, don't you want it?"
The record player laughed and said, "What good am I? I'm just a puppet, right?"
Honglian said: "This puppet can do exactly the same thing as you did back then, don't you really want it?"
"No," the record player snorted coldly, "Fake is fake. If I want a fake one, I might as well let my husband grow one for me."
Li Banfeng was actually able to help her grow one.
He got a sword from Bei Wushuang. There were bloodstains of Zhao Xiaowan on the sword. As long as the bloodstains were restored to fresh blood, he could use the fresh blood to grow a "Zhao Xiaowan".
Honglian knew what the record player meant: "Do you really want to grow a cabbage man? How long can that thing last?"
"Who says we have to be cabbage people?"
"You can also ask him to grow a melon man for you, but how long can it last? When the melon grows mold and rots, won't this drop of blood be wasted? How much blood is on your sword?
I have seen you usually use the body-building method to make your own body. You are not a glue repairman and do not have the means. The things you make are neither fish nor fowl. Why bother?
Don't you want to have a real body? Don't you want to be a real couple with him? Just pass on the message, as long as the message is delivered, no matter whether the peddler agrees or not, I will do this for you!"
The record player said nothing more.
To say I don't want to, that would be a lie.
Sometimes she envied Hong Ying very much. Even though her looks were not that good, at least her figure was real.
Seeing that the record player was silent, Honglian asked Li Banfeng: "Do you agree?"
"Promise what?" Li Banfeng had been thinking about the next strategy. He didn't listen much to what Honglian and the record player said.
Honglian repeated, "As long as you tell the peddler, I'll take care of this matter!"
Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I don't even know where the peddler is, how can I give him a message?"
"Try to find him. You will definitely find him. When you find him, tell him not to fight with the people in heaven!"
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Okay, if I meet him, I will definitely bring him here. I will go to Green Water City to stabilize the situation first, and then go to Pillow City to see what the situation is with that person named Ye Haolong."
Neizhou, Wubian City, Luo family mansion.
In a hall carved out of a complete piece of crystal stone, Luo Lijun crawled down from the top of a thick and transparent column more than ten meters high and came close to Zhang Gunli.
Zhang Gunli lowered his head. The ground beneath his feet was transparent, and so were the walls around him.
Even the ceiling of the palace is transparent, and beyond the transparency is endless darkness.
Luo Lijun had already read the documents Zhang Gunli submitted. She just wanted to confirm some things: "Did you see the peddler?"
Zhang Gunli nodded repeatedly.
He couldn't say that he only heard the peddler's drum. Such an answer would result in him being severely punished.
Luo Lijun asked again: "According to what you said, when you and Mr. Kong Fang fought, both of you should be evenly matched, and Mr. Kong Fang had a slight advantage. In this case, the peddler should not have needed to take action."
Zhang Gunli had already thought of how to explain this question: "I think that since Xuehuapu has been hit hard, the peddler should be taking this opportunity to find out the reason behind it."
Luo Lijun's antennae trembled: "What you mean by this is that the goods have already suspected us?"
"I think this is indeed possible." Zhang Gunli was very nervous when he said this. If the person on the other side was a rude one, he might vent his anger on Zhang Gunli.
But he knew that Luo Lijun was a reasonable person, and as long as what he said was reasonable and well-founded, she should be able to listen to him.
And these words had to be said very sincerely. This was Neizhou, this was Luo Lijun's residence. As long as Zhang Gunli had some fluctuations in his heart, Luo Lijun might notice it.
Luo Lijun didn't speak for a long time. Zhang Gunli kept his head down. Beads of sweat slid down his cheeks and flowed onto the ground. The originally transparent ground became blurred.
Not only did the ground under Zhang Gunli's feet become blurry, the entire crystal hall became a little blurry, and the darkness outside the palace flickered with fleeting spots of light.
"Back off." Luo Lijun waved her tentacles, and Zhang Gunli retreated all the way and left the crystal hall.
Luo Lijun crawled back and forth in the hall alone. In the darkness outside the hall, countless points of light gathered into a line, twisted into a rope, and hovered outside the hall like a silver snake for a moment, then dispersed into points of light, flashing all around.
From the top of the ten-meter-high column, another giant snail crawled down: "Sister,
What's got you into this kind of trouble?"
Luo Lijun sighed, "The peddler is still alive. We can no longer fight the war against the Demonic Land. I will send someone to report the news to the cabinet."
Luo Lijun was thinking. Outside the crystal hall, several shrimps and earthworms sensed something and began to wriggle in all directions.
Luo Yanjun said, "Sister, it's easy to talk to others, but I'm afraid it's hard to convince Lao Fan and his friends.
They look forward to fighting every day. If you tell them that you don’t want to fight now, I think they will fight you to the end.”
"What can we do if we get entangled?" Luo Lijun was a little angry. The originally transparent crystal hall was slightly red. "The war was not the responsibility of Lao Fan and his men.
The last time we went to war with another state, it was Lao Fan and his men who came up with the idea. As a result, we were defeated. Lao Fan just shook his hands and said that he was not in charge of military affairs and that the matter had nothing to do with him.
Later, it was he who came up with the idea to send spies to the Demonic Land Sect. It took hundreds of people to train one spy, and five were sent out, but there was no news of three of them. Now he says this matter has nothing to do with him!
Now that we have to use our military force against the Demonic Land, they want to intervene again. How can they not be ashamed at their age? "
As they were talking, outside the crystal hall, a ball of fire burned from the east wall to the west wall.
Luo Lijun was very angry.
Luo Yanjun sighed, "Sister, calm down. Lao Fan and his men have a higher bloodline than us. If they insist on intervening in this matter, you really can't do anything to them."
Tick-tock
A cloud of mist covered the outside of the crystal hall and slowly extinguished the flames.
This cloud of mist came from Luo Yanjun and also from Luo Lijun herself.
Luo Lijun knew clearly that if Lao Fan really used blood to pressure her, she would not be able to think of a way to deal with it.
Soon, an earthworm began to wriggle on the wall, telling Luo Lijun that Lao Fan and his friends were coming.
Luo Lijun faced the crystal wall, adjusted her face a little, and went to the entrance of the hall: "Master Fan, Master Lu, Master Bi, thank you for your visit. I apologize for not coming to greet you in person."
A man walked into the hall, and Luo Lijun called him "Sir" three times.
This is because this person has three heads.
"Lord Luo, I heard that the war is no longer being fought. Can you tell me the reason?" The head in the middle was Lord Fan, and he spoke first.
Luo Lijun said, "I have already told you the reason. The peddler is still alive. It is not wise for us to rashly send troops to the Demonic Land."
The head on the left is Lord Lu, who disagrees with Luo Lijun's statement: "What's wrong with the peddler being alive? Our army is under the authority of Heaven to fight against the rebellion, so why should we be afraid of a common peddler like him?
Luo Yanjun said, "Lord Lu, that's not right. He is a peddler, but if you say he is just an ordinary person, I'm afraid that's a million miles off, right?"
Luo Lijun said: "My three lords, we have suffered a lot from the peddlers. I believe you have not forgotten some of the previous battles.
It was precisely because of the news of the peddler's death that the court planned to conquer the Demonic Land. Now that the peddler is still alive, the matter of sending troops should be considered carefully.
The head on the far right is Master Bi, who also spoke: "Although the peddler is still alive, Xuehuapu has suffered repeated heavy losses, but he has sat back and watched.
This time, when Zhang Gunli was fighting with the bandit leader of Xuehuapu, the peddler showed up, but Zhang Gunli was still able to escape unscathed, which shows that the peddler was seriously injured and unable to fight back. This is a good opportunity to suppress the rebellion."
It is indeed a bit strange that Zhang Gunli met the peddler and was able to come back alive.
Luo Lijun wanted to explain, but Master Fan didn't give her a chance to speak: "Master Luo, I heard that you have a lot of dealings with the Demonic Land. Is there any collusion between you and them?"
Luo Lijun's body trembled and she felt a little angry.
"Master Fan, first stabilize the Demonic Land, then slowly take over the other states. This is a document issued by the court, and every word is written clearly. Now you are saying that I am colluding with the Demonic Land. Could it be that the court ordered me to collude?"
Lord Fan remained silent, and Lord Lu said, "Lord Fan was just making a metaphor."
Luo Lijun was furious, but she didn't care about her status when she spoke: "Master Fan came up with the idea of sending spies to other states, but he asked how many lives my clan lost for this, and how much information they got in the end?
This matter has not been clarified yet, and now I am falsely accused of colluding with the demons, Master Fan,
Aren’t you being too overbearing by doing this? "
Bi said, "We are just giving some advice. We still need to consult you who are in charge of military affairs on how to make the decision."
"Since you are not in charge of military affairs, why are you three interfering in the conquest of the demon land?"
Lord Fan got angry, and his strong body suddenly grew three feet taller.
The crystal palace creaked and grew much taller along with Lord Fan's body.
Lord Fan looked down at Luo Lijun and said in a deep voice, "Since I am of royal blood, I should share the worries of the court and offer advice for the country. This is my duty, and I will do my best to fulfill my responsibility.
Lord Luo, why do you keep talking about your past here? Are you trying to find something to hold against me and shut me up? "
Hey gaga gaga~
The Crystal Hall continues to expand.
Luo Yanjun sighed softly, blood transplantation was ultimately a threshold that could not be crossed.
Luo Lijun controlled her emotions and tone: "According to Master Fan, how should this matter be handled?"
"How to deal with it is your military business, we are just giving you some advice.
Bei: "Spread the news in the Demonic Land, saying that the peddler is dead, and see if he dares to come out."
"If he doesn't dare to come out, it proves that he is not strong enough to fight. We should take this opportunity to wipe out the demon warriors in one fell swoop.
Luo Lijun was silent for a long time, then sighed and said, "Okay, let's do as the three adults want. In Xiaoyaowu, Li Banfeng held a wine glass and listened to Xiu'er mumbling in his ear, "Seventh Brother, is there really something wrong with the peddler?"
Li Banfeng didn't answer.
Zhang Xiuling said, "Seventh Master, if something really happens, just tell me straight away, I'll have the brothers in the sect get ready, we'll fight for our lives with Neizhou!"
Li Banfeng still remained silent.
Han Yaomen, the leader of the Qingyun Society, was very anxious: "Seventh Master, please say something. I dare not speak for others, but the brothers of the Qingyun Society will definitely not bow to Neizhou."
Everyone was talking at once and asking questions endlessly.
Ma Wu was afraid that they would anger Li Qi, so he kept persuading them, "Everyone, let's discuss this slowly. There are some things that we, Lao Qi, don't know."
"How could Master Qi not know?" Shen Jinzhong, the Great Golden Seal of Sanying Gate, shook his head and said, "I think the peddler is in danger. We should make preparations early."
"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by bad luck?" Li Qi put down his wine glass and said, "I saw the peddler in Xindi the day before yesterday. He had something to do these two days and didn't have time to do business. How come there are so many news about him here? Where did you hear this news?"
He Yuxiu said, "It's all in the newspapers. Not only Green Water City, but the entire Pro Province is almost aware of this."
"Which newspaper is this from? I'll smash up his newspaper office in a minute!" Li Qi stood up and said, "You all should take care of your own business and territory, and live your life as usual.
Neizhou may be causing trouble and deliberately spreading rumors here, so you should gather your people together and be more prepared."
Li Qi left Xiaoyaowu. Just a few words from him made everyone feel uneasy and they gathered in the box, arguing and quarreling.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Xiaoyaowu still had little business, and the people of Green Water City were in a panic and didn't even have the heart to go to the dance hall.
The situation in the entire Prostate is almost the same. If the peddler doesn't show up, no one knows what will happen next.
But how can the peddler show up?
Ding ding ding, ding ding ding——.——.
"Soap, vanishing cream, silk scarves, handkerchiefs, sewing kits,
Leather bucket, that, iron bucket, and shovel!
Pickle jar, soy sauce pot, rice spoon, water ladle, vegetable knife!
A cart of good stuff from a long-established brand, everything is cheap, take your pick! "
The peddler pushed the truck to Changfeng Village in Lushuiwan.
There were a few children playing at the entrance of the village. A girl saw the peddler, walked up to him and wanted to buy some candy.
Where is the candy?
The peddler searched for a long time and found the jar of medicine candy on the cart.
"How many do you want?"
The girl said, "Two orange flavored ones and one pear flavored one."
Which one is orange flavored?
The peddler searched for a long time and took out five candies and gave them to the girl: "I'll give you two more, so you don't have to be picky about the taste.
When the other children heard that they were going to give two more, they all gathered around:
"I want three oranges!"
"I want a cantaloupe!"
"I want a hawthorn one!"
The peddler pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "How much is one piece of medicine candy?"
Gloves reminded him, "The peddler sells them at the market price, 1.30 cents a coin."
This price is set, and it is difficult to calculate and make change.
A village woman walked to the entrance of the village, calling her children home for dinner. She saw the peddler from a distance and couldn't help shouting, "Oh my god, he's here, he's alive!"
The woman had a very loud voice, and her shout startled half the village.
Villagers came to the village entrance, surrounded the peddler and asked about the price.
"How much is this bucket?"
The peddler thought for a moment and said, "Take a look. I'll sell it to you at half the price today."
"I want that pickle jar."
The peddler nodded: "That's great, just pay as you see fit."
"Two clothes hangers, a pack of candles, two boxes of matches, a tickler, and a pair of scissors, how much do you need in total?"
The peddler scratched his head: "You want so many things?"
The man smiled and said, "I'm not buying it, I'm just asking about the price."
"Get out of here, why are you joining in the fun if you're not going to buy anything!"
A young man came forward and said excitedly, "I want to buy martial arts powder!"
The peddler opened the cabinet, took a look, shook his head and said, "The martial arts medicine powder is sold out!"
"Then, let's buy Wenxiu's."
"Can you read?"
"I don't know him."
"What kind of a scholar is it if you can't read?"
The young man thought:
“Then I want Fire Cultivator’s powder.
"How can such a rare medicinal powder be available just like that?"
"What about Shui Xiu?"
"Neither does Shui Xiu."
The young man asked anxiously, "What kind of powder do you have?"
The peddler took another closer look and said, "Only Jin Xiu's."
The young man looked delighted: "Golden Cultivation Powder, is it the Taoist way to turn stone into gold?"
The peddler shook his head and said, "He carries a gold bucket on his back and collects gold juice everywhere."
The young man didn't understand, so the peddler brought a bucket and showed it to the young man.
The young man shook his head and said, "Isn't this a manure carrier? This won't do. I definitely don't want this."
"Whether you want love or not, you're still so picky." Taking advantage of these words and this mood, the peddler pushed his cart away.
The people in the village didn't care whether they bought anything or not. They didn't think there was anything special about the peddler when they saw him.
But today, seeing the peddler, they were very happy from the bottom of their hearts. You pass it on to me, I pass it on to you.
The news gradually spread to several surrounding villages.
Walk from Changfeng Village to Lanyang Village, and then from Lanyang Village to Xindi.
After parking the car at Xindi, the peddler sat on the side of the road, wiped the sweat off his face, took out the old teapot,
Poured a cup of tea.
This peddler was disguised as Li Banfeng.
Only by seeing the peddler can Purozhou live in peace and Neizhou can be quiet.
But Li Banfeng couldn't keep pretending to be a peddler. He didn't have the ability to do so. He couldn't remember the names of the goods or the prices. This was secondary. The main point was that he didn't have the medicine powder and couldn't keep relying on Jin Xiu to fool people.
I still have to go to Pillow City and get things straight.
Pillow City is a proper city with a train service.
After getting off the train, the station attendant checked my ticket while yawning. When I left the platform, the station was empty, not a single person in sight.
The town is not big, with only one main street. Walking along the main street, there are no pedestrians on the street and all the shops on both sides are closed.
After walking for a long time, they finally met a rickshaw driver. The driver was lying in the rickshaw and sleeping. Li Banfeng wanted to ask for directions, but he called for a long time, but the driver didn't wake up.
"Brother, don't waste your energy," the teapot said. "If we were in front of the station, the sleeping people might still wake up. But if we want to wake them up in the city, we'll have to wait until next spring."
Li Banfeng took out the teapot: "Are you familiar with this?"
"Yes, I was born and raised here. I don't remember how many years I have lived here. I only remember that one day, I felt that people should not live like this. People must have a dream and a goal. So I thought I should go out and explore. Who knew that I would end up in Kucai Village."
It doesn’t matter if there is no one to show the way. Li Banfeng is a travel trainee and has an excellent sense of direction. According to the address given by Liao Zihui, Li Banfeng groped his way to find the place.
Once you enter an alley, it becomes quite lively.
A big man was lying at the gate of the yard, with his hands as if he was crawling into the yard.
This yard should be his home. Why did he sleep at the door instead of going back to the house?
The old teapot yawned and said, "He wanted to go back to the house, but he didn't run back."
There was a stall selling groceries in front, sleeping on his stall. Opposite the stall was a woman sleeping, with a box of rouge in one hand and a handful of change in the other.
They bought rouge and were about to pay, but the stall owner didn't have time to collect the money, and both of them fell asleep there.
The old teapot looked at the rouge in the woman's hand and said, "This kind of rouge is not easy to buy. The girl must be afraid that she won't be able to buy it in the future. The stall owner is greedy and insisted on doing more business. As a result, he didn't have time to close the stall and ended up like this."
Li Banfeng was very curious: "You are only halfway through your business. Can't you wait a little longer? Do you have to fall asleep here?"
As he spoke, Li Banfeng couldn't help but yawn.
The old teapot laughed and said, "On the day of the Beginning of Summer, as long as it's past midnight, everyone in Pillow City will be so sleepy that they can't open their eyes.
If you are sensible, go back to sleep. If you are sensible and insist on doing this job, you may end up sleeping on the street until the beginning of spring next year."
Li Banfeng still didn't understand: "What should I do if I have to go to the bathroom?"
"The local god has a way. In the Pillow City, as long as you clean up before going to sleep, you won't have to go to the bathroom after you fall asleep."
"What is the name of the local god here?"
"I don't remember his name."
"What kind of sect is he?"
"He is a lazy cultivator."
Li Banfeng touched the judge's pen and said, "This place is perfect for you!"
The judge's pen did not respond, he had fallen asleep long ago.
This stall owner was not too outrageous. Li Banfeng walked deeper into the alley and saw a woman lying at the door of a toilet. She must have wanted to run back home after using the toilet.
I failed and slept near the toilet.
What's even more outrageous is that there was a big man in the toilet, half lying inside. This was the middle part of the toilet, and he had fallen asleep.
After walking along the alley for about ten minutes, Li Banfeng found Ye Haolong's residence.
This was a wealthy family's home with a courtyard with three entrances and exits. Li Banfeng did not knock on the door, as he knew no one would respond, so he simply used his skill of moving freely through the wall and entered.
In the front yard, the maids and servants were in their rooms, sleeping soundly.
When he arrived at the main courtyard, Li Banfeng went straight into the main room. A man was sleeping alone in the inner room, covered with a quilt and his bed was tidy.
Judging from the fact that this man is in his seventies with snow-white hair and beard, he should be Ye Haolong that Liao Zihui mentioned.
Li Banfeng called out to Ye Haolong several times, but Ye Haolong did not wake up.
"He is a cultivator on the upper level of the cloud, but he can't stop the rules of Pillow City?"
"I can't stop him," the old teapot said slowly, "even though he has a high level of cultivation, he is in the Pillow City. Unless he wants to wake up, it will be difficult to wake him up."
What should I do? If he doesn't get up, he can't communicate. Li Banfeng looked around and said, "Is there a place like Pillow City in the world? Aren't you afraid of being robbed?"
"No, I'm really not afraid," the old teapot yawned, "In Pillow City, if you take something you shouldn't take, don't even think about leaving this place. You can sleep for three to five years. After you wake up,
Double the compensation.
If you hurt the people in the city while they are sleeping, don't even think about waking up, your life will be over.
Brother, if you have any ideas, think of them quickly. I am about to fall asleep, and I am afraid you can't hold on for too long."
PS: Pillow City is a nice place!
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