Lord of Puluo

Li Banfeng walked around his land and saw that Zhang Wanlong had built a village. The land was three miles around, with crops and farmhouses lined up.

It makes sense to grow so many crops, but what’s the point of building so many farmhouses? Isn't it just him and Genzi living like this?

Li Banfeng entered the field and walked on the country road. He saw many farmers working in the fields and talking on the roadside.

A man was chopping firewood in his yard, and a woman, who seemed to be his wife, was washing rice nearby.

Li Banfeng activated the exquisite Baiwei skill and took a smell at the entrance of the hospital.

This couple exudes a spicy and sweet aura, a pair of radishes.

An old man came towards me, driving an ox cart. The cart was full of potatoes and exuded the unique smell of earth.

As they passed each other, the old man smiled at Li Banfeng. He and his cow smelled exactly like potatoes.

There are several women washing clothes by the river with sticks in their hands. Some are wiping sweat, some are chatting, and some are having fun. An ordinary person looking over them would not be able to tell that these women are all zucchini.

There was a young man in the field, carrying seven buckets and a spoon, and he was busy.

What does this crop become?

Li Banfeng didn't dare to hear more. He immediately turned off the exquisite skills of Baiwei and walked up.

"root."

Seeing Li Banfeng, Xiao Genzi looked surprised: "Master Qi, when did you come!"

"I've just arrived. Let's take a look around. You have two more buckets on you. Are you promoted?" In the past, Genzi usually carried five buckets on his back.

Genzi nodded and said, "Master Qi, my cultivation has reached the third level."

"Well done!" Li Banfeng praised, gave Genzi two Xuanchi Pills, turned to look at the busy farmers in the farmland, and asked, "Did Zhang Wanlong grow these?"

Genzi nodded: "Brother Zhang is so capable. I learned a lot of skills from him."

“Why are you building so many houses?”

"Brother Zhang said that what he planted was a human being, and he should live like a human being!"

Li Banfeng smiled, guessing that this was Zhang Wanlong's defense method. If someone invaded this village, it would be difficult to tell the true identities of these villagers, and they would definitely suffer in this matter.

After chatting with Genzi for a while, Li Banfeng was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and said, "Genzi, where did the bucket on your body come from?"

The bucket on his body can't be seen everywhere. In Li Banfeng's impression, it can only be found at the salesman's shop.

Genzi answered truthfully: "I bought it from the salesman. He just came here two days ago."

Has the salesman been here?

Li Banfeng was startled: "He comes here to do business?"

Genzi nodded and said: "The salesman said he comes here often and he is friends with the local god here."

Li Banfeng trembled.

Are the salesman and the mountain master friends?

Does he know that the mountain master is gone?

"Did the salesman ask anything else?"

Genzi thought for a moment and said, "He didn't ask much about my affairs. He gave me some medicine, saying it was for killing insects, and asked me to hand it over to Brother Zhang."

"He knows Zhang Wanlong is here? Why doesn't he hand it over to Zhang Wanlong himself?"

Genzi said: "The day before the salesman came, Brother Zhang hid somewhere. He didn't seem to want to see the salesman.

When he saw the medicinal powder given by the salesman, Brother Zhang was in a good mood and said that he no longer had to hide from the salesman. "

Li Banfeng recognized this medicinal powder from Hai Chi Ling. The salesman once gave this powder to the villagers and asked them to get rid of the insects.

From this point of view, the salesman has a positive attitude towards what Zhang Wanlong did.

Genzi asked: "Master Qi, do you want to find Brother Zhang? I will take you there. At this time, he should be preparing seeds at home."

Li Banfeng arrived at Zhang Wanlong's residence, chatted for a few words, and bought two more bags of seeds from him.

After leaving Zhang Wanlong's land, Li Banfeng went all the way to Bei Wushuang's land. He first went to the cave and found Tianquan Huantu.

When he encounters something he likes, he will take care of it himself. Li Banfeng hopes that he will take more and build more stations.

After staying in the cave for a while, the gloves came out of Li Banfeng's pocket: "Master, our old man should have already taken action, but he can't take too much this time."

"What? Does he know that he is ashamed?"

Gloves shook his finger and said: "What are you ashamed of? That old guy is not a shameless person. The key is that there is not much happiness here."

"Who said there aren't many left? Aren't they everywhere?" Li Banfeng grabbed a handful on the wall of the cave and made a hole directly.

The surrounding Huantu looks complete, but in fact it only has a thin layer on the surface, and the inside has been hollowed out.

Gauntlet said to Li Banfeng: "Master, you have also seen that our old man was very cautious when he started. He almost stole everything, but you can't tell it on the surface."

If the back Wushuang is gone, who can you still cover up for?

Li Banfeng took a bag and put away all the happy stuff on the outside. Even if it wasn't enough for the station, he could take it back and eat it himself so that he could love his wife well in the future.

After collecting the outer soil, the entire cave expanded several meters in all directions. There was no soil around, leaving only blue-black rocks, which had been scraped clean.

Back at his home, Li Banfeng asked directly: "How much did you take this time?"

The traveler snorted coldly: "I didn't take anything."

As soon as he finished speaking, some soil leaked out of the third room.

Glove snorted coldly: "The old man is just so noble."

Li Banfeng opened the third room and looked at it: "Is this soil enough to build a station?"

I made a rough calculation: "It's barely enough. Where do you want to build the station?"

Li Banfeng wants to build the station on the boundary of Qiu Yiye, not only to take care of this land reclamation operation, but also to prepare for future events.

He opened a large number of plots in Qiu Luoye's land. He was the landlord and these plots all belonged to him. Except for Li Banfeng's own land, Qiu Luoye's land had become one of Li Banfeng's most important foundations.

What needs to be considered now is where to build the station.

This place must be absolutely hidden. Even if Li Banfeng is not here, ordinary people cannot easily approach it.

Weibo gave a tip: "Bei Wushuang's residence is very special. You can go there and have a look and learn his construction techniques."

Bei Wushuang has been dead for so long, Pan Dehai must be gone.

Li Banfeng came to the sand pit in the desert and saw that the remains of Bei Wushuang had disappeared, and the few trachoma that had appeared in the sand pit had also disappeared.

Such a residence is indeed secluded and suitable for building a station.

But the question is how does he enter Bei Wushuang's residence?

According to the battle between Bei Wushuang, Gao Shuxia, and Baimuyu, Bei Wushuang formed a piece of music with footsteps and howls before opening the entrance to the residence.

Li Banfeng obviously didn't have the ability. He returned to his residence and said, "If I want to enter his residence, I need a wife to help me."

The assistant refused: "I said before that this kind of thing will never happen again."

The record player said from the side: "Mr. Sir, I will teach you some methods. You try it and see if it works?" Li Bianfeng shook his head: "Bei Wushuang has a cloud-based cultivation. The techniques I have learned now will definitely not be able to open his door. "If Madam doesn't go, our trip will be in vain."

After much hesitation, Suiju agreed to Li Banfeng's request, but the rules remained unchanged and the record player could not take the combat power out.

Li Banfeng carried the record player to the sand pit. The lady turned the horn and looked around.

Woo~

A low cry sounded, and the yellow sand on the ground shook slightly. The lady was analyzing the underground structure through the feedback of the yellow sand.

Dong Dong~

The drum beat started playing, and she was imitating Bei Wushuang's footsteps.

Ta-la-ba-ba~

The suona sounded immediately, and the lady was imitating Bei Wushuang's cry.

After a piece of music, the quicksand on the ground rotated rapidly, and a trachoma slowly reappeared.

"It's weird," the record player murmured, "It shouldn't be so easy. Why is this unparalleled back technique so familiar?"

Li Banfeng asked in surprise: "Isn't Bei Wushuang a Shengxiu cultivator? Aren't the techniques of Shengxiu cultivators all the same? Aren't the ladies always familiar with the techniques of Shengxiu cultivators?"

"Mr. Sir, there is something special about the sect of Shengxiu. Everyone's voice is different, and the techniques will vary. I am very familiar with the unparalleled technique, but I really can't remember that I have met this person before."

Bei Wushuang is dead. He didn't even bring his body back, so it's hard to verify the matter.

"Let's go into his house and take a look. Maybe we can find some clues," Li Banfeng looked at Shayan and said, "Is this the entrance?"

The lady warned: "My husband, be careful. There are dozens of entrances in his sand pit, most of which lead to traps.

The place that Xiao Nu opened should lead to his residence, but his residence is weird, and it's hard to tell what kind of decoration there will be in the hall. "

Li Banfeng stepped up his vigilance and held his wife when she contracted trachoma. Pieces of fine sand rushed towards his face, almost pouring into his ears, mouth and nose.

Li Banfeng used the technique of cutting paths to open paths to push back the fine sand, and followed the sand holes all the way to the hall.

The hall was dark. Li Banfeng struck a match and roughly saw the layout of the room.

It is about ten meters long and wide, with a ceiling less than two meters high. It is a fairly spacious but somewhat depressing hall.

Woo buzz~

The lady moaned again.

A door appeared on each of the surrounding walls.

The record player became more and more surprised: "My lord, I don't know who this Bei Wushuang studied under. His technique is really similar to Xiaonu's."

"Don't be ridiculous, how can his camel's cry be similar to that of a lady?" Li Banfeng looked around and said, "Where do these four doors lead to?"

"Each of the four doors leads to a room. It's okay for my husband to open the door and take a look, but be careful."

Li Banfeng opened the nearest door first. Behind the door was a small room with a whole room full of gold bars and some scattered silver coins.

"Vulgar things!" Li Banfeng sneered and moved a whole house of things into his home.

Opening the second door, the room is very spacious. This is Bei Wushuang's bedroom, with a very large bed. The light yellow bed curtains and bed curtains are very delicate to the touch. The paintings on the bed curtains are a bit complicated, as if they were recorded. The story of a camel team traveling to do business.

Li Banfeng didn't look at the bed curtain carefully, he tried the feel of the bed.

This bed is so soft!

Li Banfeng put the record player on the bed: "Madam, is it comfortable to sleep on this?"

The record player hummed: "My husband, are you making fun of my little slave?"

"I want to move this bed back and put my wife on the bed."

The record player sneered. Li Banfeng was not joking, he actually lifted the bed.

The bed was too big to fit through the door. When the record player saw that Li Banfeng had done something serious, he quickly took out the equipment and dismantled the bed in twos and twos. Li Banfeng installed the parts, together with the bed curtains and curtains. Sent back to the house.

Pushing open the third door, there was an empty room behind the door. Li Banfeng was about to walk in when he suddenly felt something dangerous was coming.

He won't enter this room anymore.

If you guessed correctly, this room should be where Wushuang kept the deed, and there should be many traps in it.

Behind the fourth door, there are many musical instruments, including huqin, pipa, guzheng, dulcimer, suona, gongs and drums... and a sword.

Among the pile of musical instruments, there was a sword, which seemed a bit inconsistent.

Thinking again about Bei Wushuang's majestic appearance, it seems that a camel is not suitable for using a flexible weapon like a sword.

The lady in her arms suddenly trembled.

She knew why Bei Wushuang's techniques were similar to hers, because there were many techniques, and Bei Wushuang learned them from here!

Seeing his wife trembling in his arms, Li Banfeng asked, "Madam, what's wrong?"

"Ms. sir, I really like the things in this room."

My wife likes musical instruments, but Li Banfeng ignored this. If he had known, he would buy more for his wife.

He entered the room. There was indeed no trap, and he moved all the musical instruments back to the house.

The lady added: "My lord, I like that sword very much."

The lady likes swords?

As a record player, isn’t it a bit difficult to dance with a sword?

If the lady likes it, just take it back. Li Banfeng took the sword back with him.

There was also a large wooden cabinet in the room. Li Banfeng opened it and smiled.

There is a deed in the cabinet.

It's not a deed from the earth god, it's a strange deed from the earth. There's a whole cabinet full of deeds.

Li Banfeng packed up the deed and took it back to his home. All these strange things belong to him!

After moving the cabinet back to his home, Li Banfeng asked, "Have you seen his residence clearly?"

Suiju said: "You haven't visited all of his house, but other places may not be easy to visit."

The record player said: "It's not easy to walk. There are traps in many places."

The portable record player said: "That's all, I've almost learned the construction law. Even if I make some omissions, you should learn it and take your man out before talking about it."

The record player played a piece of music again, and trachoma appeared on the ceiling of the hall.

Li Banfeng jumped into the trachoma. Walking up was more difficult than walking down, but it was nothing to the traveling monk's pace.

After emerging from the sand hole, Li Banfeng sent his wife back to his home, took out a stack of deeds from the cabinet, took a bunch of magic weapons, and went to look for the strange monsters in the Bei Wushuang realm.

As soon as Li Banfeng left, the jukebox pulled out the long sword and pointed it at Hong Ying's forehead: "Bitch, do you still recognize this sword?"

There was dried blood on the sword blade, and there was a faint fishy smell.

Hong Ying smiled: "Yes, this is my sword, the one I use to kill you!"

"Bitch!" the record player's voice trembled, "I'll chop off your head right now!"

"Come on," Hong Ying stretched out the head of the gun, "cut me, and we'll settle the matter!"