Lord of Puluo

𝟼𝟿sʜᴜx.ɴᴇᴛ】

Chu Shaoqiang wrote a letter and put it in an envelope.

Before sealing the envelope, Chu Shaoqiang took out the letter again and carefully checked every word on it.

Five days have passed, and it is time to give an explanation to Neizhou about the affairs of Guo Jinshi and Tian Dasong.

These two people were taken to the territory of Qiu Luoye by Chu Shaoqiang. They were going to make contributions and be promoted to Yunshang, but they didn't expect to lose their lives.

These days, Chu Shaoqiang has been thinking about how to get rid of his responsibility, but he hasn't thought of a suitable reason until today.

It's better to report truthfully, but there should be more modification in the words and sentences. Don't use the word "failure" casually. You can change it to "slow progress".

Chu Shaoqiang was revising the letter, and a man with big eyes, long face, wings on his back, and bat-like shape appeared in front of Chu Shaoqiang.

Chu Shaoqiang knew someone was coming. This bat-like man was called Wang Fuqi, and he was Chu Shaoqiang's exclusive messenger to contact Neizhou.

"Go back and rest first. I'll call you when the letter is written."

Wang Fuqi bowed and said, "Master Chu, I'm here to tell you that the three adults who are in charge of the contract have had an accident."

Chu Shaoqiang didn't care too much about this. Although the people who were in charge of the contract were all from Neizhou and had a high status, this matter had nothing to do with him after all.

But since it had nothing to do with him, why did Wang Fuqi come here to report the news?

Could it be related?

"Did Qiu Luoye's contract be stolen?" For Chu Shaoqiang, this was the most important bargaining chip to threaten Qiu Luoye.

Once the contract was stolen...

That would be a great thing for Chu Shaoqiang.

In this way, he could find a very sufficient reason for his previous failure.

Wang Fuqi shook his head and said, "The contract was not stolen, but it was destroyed."

"Who did it?" Chu Shaoqiang didn't quite believe it. "The contract was destroyed, so the spell would be triggered, and Qiu Luoye would definitely die. It couldn't be that he was seeking death on his own."

Wang Fuqi said, "We don't know Qiu Luoye's condition yet. Last night, Lord Fan was the first to discover that Qiu Luoye's contract was not in good condition. He touched it with his hand, and suddenly his body caught fire. The fire immediately spread all over his body.

Lord Lu stepped forward to rescue Lord Fan, but the fire also caught on his body. The two The people were burned to ashes together.

The remaining adults ran out. Lord Zhong ran a little slower, and a spark was on his body, and he was also burned to ashes. "

Chu Shaoqiang didn't quite believe it. He deduced the cause and effect and asked: "Did someone tamper with it in Neizhou? Or did someone tamper with another contract in Pro Province and spread the method to the contract in Neizhou?"

Wang Fuqi said: "Lord Chu, you have seen the Neizhou library. Normally, even a fly can't fly in. How can anyone tamper with it there?"

Chu Shaoqiang smiled "Fuqi, that's because you know too little about some things. Something happened in the library, and it happened not long ago.

I think we have to start from Neizhou. I don't believe it was done by people from Prozhou.

If someone can send such a powerful technique from Prozhou to Neizhou through a contract, how capable must this person be?"

Wang Fuqi whispered: "Lord Chu, let's not care about how capable this person is. I came to send you a letter to tell you that the Censorate has blamed you for this."

"Bonus me?" Chu Shaoqiang was shocked, "Why!"

"The Censorate said that it was because of your poor performance that Qiu Luoye took the risk. The crime has been charged against you. You should think about how to go back and explain."

"Go back? Explain?" Chu Shaoqiang shook his head and said, "I can't go back and I can't explain."

Wang Fuqi was shocked: "Lord Chu, I just brought you a message. If you have any other ideas, I really don't know."

As he was talking, Wang Fuqi was about to leave, and Chu Shaoqiang stopped him.

"You kid don't understand anything. If I go back now, I can't explain anything clearly. I can only wait to be punished, and I might even die."

"What does Lord Chu mean?"

"What does the higher-ups want? It's the land, the real land. We have to take it back!"

Wang Fuqi nodded and said, "I'll go to Qiu Luoye's territory to see what the situation is now."

"Still looking for Qiu Luoye?" Chu Shaoqiang sighed, "There are three thousand three-headed monsters there. How many people do we have to take to occupy that place? Let's go somewhere else."

Wang Fuqi said, "But if Qiu Luoye is dead, we should be able to pick him up ready-made."

Chu Shaoqiang shook his head and said, "Is Qiu Luoye really dead? I don't understand this either."

...

Qiu Luoye was wearing bandages all over his body and was eating a pumpkin. He swallowed a pumpkin and then picked up another one to continue eating.

Ma Wu didn't quite understand: "Brother Qiu, when did you start to like eating vegetarian food?"

Before Qiu Luoye could answer, Shitou said: "Our Qiu Ye usually likes to eat vegetarian food. He is just acting when he eats meat with you guys outside. He is an elephant, and he enjoys eating vegetarian food..."

Bang!

Tiger kicked Shitou.

It was not because of eating vegetarian food, but because of the elephant.

Tiger said angrily: "Seventh Master said that you are not allowed to say that Qiu Ye is an elephant in the future. How come you forgot it in a blink of an eye?"

Although the contract was destroyed, Li Banfeng didn't want Qiu Luoye to have anything to do with Qiu Daxiang anymore, so he didn't allow anyone to mention the nickname Qiu Daxiang.

Qiu Luoye's status was saved, and his cultivation was stabilized. As for how much combat power he had recovered, it was not known for the time being.

Qiu Luoye himself didn't know what to do, so all he could do was eat fiercely.

"Pumpkin skin is a good thing. Eat the skin and it will grow!" Qiu Luoye ate another pumpkin, wiped his mouth and said, "Where is Lao Qi? I haven't seen him all day."

Ma Wu said: "Lao Qi is tired. He said he should sleep soundly for two days."

Qiu Luoye hugged the pumpkin and said, "I owe Lao Qi so much. I don't know what I should pay back in the future."

Ma Wu said with a smile: "Brother Qiu, don't think so far ahead. When you're full, you can sleep and take good care of yourself. Let's talk about the future."

…

While Curie was with him, Li Banfeng didn't sleep. He was taking art class.

The one who taught him art today was not Bloody Pendulum, but Hong Ying.

Hong Ying came from a well-known family. She had received a good education since she was a child. She was involved in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was especially skilled in painting.

Different from the pendulum's Western painting skills, Hong Ying studied ink painting. She felt out the size of the paper with her hands and quickly drew a picture of a beauty. The beauty was bowing to pick flowers. She had a delicate appearance and a graceful figure, but she was not well-dressed. Too elegant.

The record player took a look and asked, "Bitch, aren't you ashamed to draw something like this?"

"Bah!" Hong Ying spat, "You still know how to be shy? Don't you want to think about how you looked last night?"

The record player played an adagio and sang in a low voice: "What happened last night? What's wrong with getting closer to your own man?"

Hong Ying ignored the record player, hung the painting on the wall, and said to Li Banfeng, "Qilang, what do you think of this painting?"

Li Banfeng sneered: "I don't even bother to take a look at such an improper painting."

"Then please take a look!" Hong Ying pointed at the painting and said, "This is the door! This is the household! There are just two places, how can you not tell them apart?"

Li Banfeng explained: "I drank a few too many drinks last night. I really didn't know it was you. I thought it was my wife. My wife doesn't divide things like that."

"You crazy man, don't you admit it after you eat it! I've suffered all this for nothing, right?"

On the surface, he was still arguing with Hong Ying, but Li Banfeng was thinking about other things.

He was reviewing the process of saving Qiu Luoye.

Passing the first level relies on stupid cultivation skills.

After passing the second level, I relied on Honglian's elixir.

After passing the third level, it was Zhang Wanlong's seeds.

These people seemed to have no contact with each other, but by using their methods, Li Banfeng resolved the seemingly unsolvable dilemma created by Neizhou.

Is there any connection between this?

While Hong Ying calmed down a little, the record player extended its horn to Li Banfeng's ear, lowered his voice and asked: "Mr. Sir, where did you learn the skill of body building?"

Li Banfeng did not deceive his wife: "I learned it from the City of Fools."

"City of Fools?" The lady felt something was wrong, "Sir, this technique doesn't look like it came from a fool's cultivator."

"Which sect do you think this technique comes from?"

"My little slave doesn't know the essentials of the technique, so I don't dare to speculate on this matter." As he spoke, the sound of the record player became smaller and smaller. "My lord, are you willing to teach this technique to my little slave?"

Li Banfeng smiled: "If my wife wants to learn, of course I am willing to teach her."

The record player drove away the others, leaving only the two of them in the main room. Li Banfeng taught the record player the essentials of the technique.

"When I first started learning the body-building technique, I regarded it as a means of possessing souls. Only when I really learned the mechanism did I realize that I had thought the other way around.

This technique is not to make the soul attach to the body, but to stick the body to the soul. There are two main techniques, one is stacking, and the other is splicing.

The stacking is from the inside out, and the splicing is done from all sides. The key is to be realistic and to achieve a tight fit where flesh and blood are connected. "

After listening to the record player, he found it puzzling: "My lord, this seems to be the technique of glue repair."

"Is it the glue repair technique?" Li Banfeng heard Qiu Luoye mention glue repair before, but he knew very little about this technique.

The record player said again: "My husband has never entered the Taoist school of Jiao Xiu, how can he learn the techniques of Jiao Xiu?"

"Of course I can't learn it on my own." He took out a box of paste from his arms. "This is from the City of Fools. It relies on this thing to stick to flesh and blood."

The record player took the paste with the stylus, smelled the smell before sending it to the speaker, and coldly snorted: "It smells like powder, but I don't know which vixen gave it to you!"

Li Banfeng exclaimed: "My lady, I heard it right. The makeup on that woman's body is quite thick!"

The record player sprayed steam on Li Banfeng's face: "You shameless madman, you go out to seduce women but you still blatantly do it?"

Li Banfeng smiled and taught his wife how to use the paste without any excuse.

After leaving his home, Li Banfeng looked at the condition of Qiu Luoye, and then asked Ma Wu about business matters.

Ma Wu sighed: "This is the last three areas. Business in the surrounding areas is not very easy. If we want to run Qiqiu City, we have to put more thought into it."

Li Banfeng looked to the east: "That's the Moxiang store over there, is it easy to do business there?"

Ma Wu didn't know what to say: "Moxiang shop is the realm of literati, and Shen Rongqing came from there. If you can match their temperament, you can barely do business, but if you can't match their temperament, you can't do anything."

"What is the temperament of a scholar?"

Ma Wu shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, and I can't explain it. I've been to Moxiang Shop twice when I was a kid. I don't want to stay there any longer.

Lao Qi, let’s try our best elsewhere. It’s best to have less contact with people from Moxiang Shop. "

"Qiqiu City will become the signature of Puozhou in the future. How can we not have contact with our neighbors?"

Lu Chunying said from the side: "Brother Qi, my mother also wants to take me to the Moxiang Shop. How about we go there together?"

Li Banfeng looked at Xiao Yeci: "Then let's go for a walk!"

Xiao Yeci looked at He Yuxiu: "Sister, are you going?"

He Yuxiu shook her head repeatedly and said, "What am I going to do there? Am I looking for trouble?"

Early the next morning, Li Banfeng took Xiao Yeci, Lu Chunying, Lu Yuanxin, Tan Fucheng and others on the train to Moxiangdian.

When he got off the bus and walked on the platform, Li Banfeng felt very strange.

This place is different from a normal train station. The floors and columns are all made of wood and painted with red paint. The platform roof has obvious ridges and is inlaid with glazed tiles. If the train hadn't been behind him, Li Banfeng would have thought he had arrived. The verandah of a wealthy family.

Huchi, wheeze~

As the train left, Li Banfeng felt that the entire platform was shaking.

At the door of the platform, a man wearing a blue gown with shiny hair slicked back asked politely: "You guys stay here, may I ask where the credentials are?"

Li Banfeng was stunned: "Why?"

Xiao Yeci thought for a moment, took out the ticket and presented it with both hands.

The man took it with both hands, checked it was correct, stretched his right hand towards the door, and said: "Everyone, go slowly!"

This is a ticket collector.

Tan Fucheng snorted and said: "Check the ticket, you don't have to provide any evidence."

Lu Yuanxin reminded: "Brother Tan, pay attention to your identity."

After leaving the station, Xiao Yeci kept telling Lu Chunying: "Nanny, you can't make others laugh by showing off some knowledge as a gift."

Tan Fucheng called the rickshaw driver. The driver looked at everyone and asked, "There are many roads ahead, but where are you going?"

Tan Fucheng responded: "Go to the inn."

"There are dozens of inns in Moxiangdian, but I ask you where to go?"

"What..." Tan Fucheng didn't know what to say. He had also pulled a foreign car. Logically speaking, hailing a car was not that complicated.

Li Banfeng vaguely heard a sigh: "Home."

Home?

Whose home?

PS: Who is talking?

Thanks to the book friend Unicorn Dragon, I am the third Silver Alliance. I am truly grateful.