Lord of Puluo

The peddler put down the truck and stood at the factory gate, looking at Shi Gongxing's body.

The monsters stood by and dared not speak. The peddler asked: "Did he die on his own territory?"

Zhangzi was the first to find the body, and he didn't know how to answer: "Peddler, we saw the body here, and we don't know where he died."

The peddler asked again: "Has he been to other places before?"

Zhangzi replied: "Yes, but we don't know where he went."

"Does anyone know?"

The monsters looked at each other and finally looked at a woman who looked like a sheep.

This woman was smart, beautiful, and knew some workmanship. She was deeply loved by Shi Gongxing. I heard from the monsters that they studied workmanship together on the tool machine during the day and studied workmanship together on the bed at night.

The sheep girl was scared and said with red eyes: "Shi Ye left with a man named He Jiaqing. Before leaving, he told me that he was going to the soda kiln."

He Jiaqing?

‘This matter really needs to be investigated.’ The peddler pushed the cart away.

If Shigongxing died in the soda kiln, the peddler should not care, because the soda kiln is no longer Shigongxing’s territory.

If Shigongxing died in Feng Daiku’s hands, the peddler should not care, because Feng Daiku has not yet reached the level of cultivation above Yunshang.

But if Shigongxing died in this new land, or was killed by a cultivator above Yunshang, the peddler could not tolerate him.

In Kucaizhuang, Baishiguan, He Jiaqing sat by the wall, eating rice, and the bowl was clean, without any waste.

The person who served the rice, wearing a big red coat and smeared with rouge, could not tell whether she was the eldest sister or the eldest brother, and shouted at He Jiaqing: “Still want it? If you are not full, I can serve you another bowl. "

He Jiaqing nodded and added another bowl of rice. He Jiaqing recognized the man who served the rice. He used to be an uncle who gave little rice and always liked to mix sand in it. Now, for some reason, his temperament has changed and his appearance has also changed a lot.

Just after finishing the meal, He Jiaqing heard a rattle sound from a distance.

The peddler is coming!

There are some things that He Jiaqing just wanted to talk to the peddler about, but just as he was about to leave the white food restaurant, a woman in coarse cloth stopped him at the door.

The bitter mother-in-law is here.

"Senior." He Jiaqing bowed deeply.

Everyone in the white food restaurant hurriedly saluted.

The bitter mother-in-law waved her hand, and everyone else retreated, leaving only He Jiaqing in the room.

The bitter mother-in-law asked He Jiaqing: "What are you doing here?"

He Jiaqing lowered his head and said: "To avoid disaster."

"From whose disaster?"

"To avoid our Taoist ancestor, he has been eyeing me recently."

The bitter mother-in-law asked: "Are you talking about Xiao Qianshou? Aren't you hiding from the peddler? ”

He Jiaqing didn’t understand: “Why am I hiding from the peddler?”

The bitter old woman looked outside the door: “I think the peddler is coming for you, you must not come out of this room.”

After saying that, the bitter old woman waved her hand, and an invisible barrier sealed the door of the white food restaurant.

The bitter old woman walked outside the white food restaurant and looked at the peddler who was pushing the cart and selling things.

The peddler rarely came to the bitter vegetable village, and the people in the village looked at him strangely, and many people went to him to buy things.

The bitter old woman walked up to the truck and asked: “Do you have rattles for sale?”

The peddler laughed and said: “There are rattles and medicinal candies, but there are no rattles?”

The bitter old woman asked again: “Do you have washbasins for sale?”

The peddler shook his head and said: “There are washbasins and kettles, but there are no washbasins, don’t joke. "

The bitter old woman laughed and said, "I see you haven't done a few days of serious business. Rattles and wash pots are rare things. You can't buy any of them. Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"

The peddler shook his head and said, "I'm not looking for things, I'm looking for someone."

"Who?"

"He Jiaqing."

"What do you want to see him for?"

"Shi Gongxing is dead, and his body is on his own land."

The bitter old woman smiled and said, "You care about this too?"

The peddler asked, "Why not?"

The bitter old woman sat on a stone by the roadside and said, "Shi Gongxing gave the land left to him by the old train to Feng Daiku. He got a new piece of land as his own land. Logically speaking, he is no longer the local god. Do you still care about his life or death? "

The peddler took a bench from the truck and sat down: "I don't know where this news came from. Some people always say that I only take care of the local gods.

As long as I come to Pro Province, I will take care of all the things that should be taken care of. I will never tolerate Yunshangzhis killing local gods in the land. "

He Jiaqing was terrified when he heard this in the house.

Shi Gongxing died, which was within his expectation.

At the soda kiln, He Jiaqing felt that Xiao Qianshou had caught up with him, so he deliberately let Shi Gongxing go first. Shi Gongxing was likely to die at the hands of Xiao Qianshou.

But Shi Gongxing's body appeared on his territory, which surprised He Jiaqing.

Did Xiao Qianshou wait until the new land before taking action?

Now the peddler wanted to blame He Jiaqing for Shi Gongxing's death, and He Jiaqing had to defend himself no matter what.

But just as he was about to go out, the barrier outside the door suddenly flashed, and He Jiaqing felt a sharp pain all over his body as if he was being cut by a knife or an axe, and he felt that a layer of skin was peeled off his body.

This is the power of the barrier.

Don't even think about going out through the main door, even if he has learned the travel repair's unimpeded travel, don't even think about going out of the white food restaurant, the barrier of the bitter mother-in-law is not something He Jiaqing can break.

Granny Ku looked at the salesman and said, "In the past, a local god from Xindi died in his own territory, but you didn't take care of it!"

The salesman shook his head and said, "I understand that I didn't care, but you can't say that I didn't care."

At this point, He Jiaqing also knows that the affairs of some new local gods are indeed difficult to manage, because many of them are hawks and dogs from Neizhou.

Granny Ku looked at the salesman and said, "When will you write down all your rules one by one and put up a notice so that we can see clearly? Don't always let people who don't understand the rules cause you trouble and cause trouble!"

The salesman nodded: "This is indeed my fault. Could you please call He Jiaqing over and I'll ask him a few questions."

"No!" Granny Ku shook her head and said, "He came to my Kucai Village and wanted to enter my Taoist sect. Now he is being tested by me and cannot leave the restaurant."

The salesman smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll go into the restaurant and ask him."

Grandma Ku also laughed: "When you enter Baishi Restaurant, you will become a disciple of my ascetic sect, and you will have to call me Patriarch!"

"Is it your Taoist disciple who enters the Baishi Restaurant?" The salesman frowned, "When was this the rule?"

Granny Ku was shocked: "This is a rule I made, don't you know?"

The salesman's eyes were condensed and slightly cold.

Granny Ku stood up and dusted herself off: "Don't forget that this is Ku Cai Village, this is my territory. If you attack me, does that mean you have broken your rules?"

When she said this, Granny Ku felt unsure.

If the salesman's cultivation is not above Yunshang's level, whether he has broken the rules or not depends on whether the salesman admits his fault.

The salesman put away the small bench and just stood up. The land under his feet turned into billowing flames, and several rocks around him were quickly burned.

It flows slowly at the feet of the peddler.

The onlookers, Kuxiu, ran to the roof as quickly as possible and even He Jiaqing from Baishi Restaurant climbed up to the rafters.

This fire was directed at the salesman. He Jiaqing only suffered a little disaster, but he also suffered a lot. First his hair smoked, and then his skin was burnt. He tried his best to resist it, but he couldn't resist it.

The salesman stood quietly in the flames. He first put the small stool on the truck, then raised his feet and looked at the soles of his shoes. "It's okay. These are new shoes. They haven't been burned by you." The salesman Nodding with satisfaction.

Granny Ku was a little nervous. After a lot of effort, the salesman didn’t even leave a scar on the soles of his shoes.

"It seems we are really going to have a fight today." Granny Ku let the flames wrap around her body, and she was in exactly the same situation as the salesman.

"What are you fighting for? You are right, this is your territory," the salesman laughed, "Can you please tell He Jiaqing that he will come out and talk to me about the Masonry Star when he is almost done practicing with you. "

Suddenly the peddler shook his rattle and stepped on the flames, pushing the cart away.

The car was not damaged and the salesman was not injured. He walked on the molten rock without leaving even a mark.

As soon as he left, Granny Ku took a deep breath and withdrew all the flames. The surrounding vegetation turned to ashes, and the rocks melted first and then solidified, turning them into stone pancakes. But what He Jiaqing couldn't understand was that, No surrounding buildings were damaged.

When the deliveryman walked out of Kucai Village, Granny Ku felt relieved, but He Jiaqing was anxious.

He came to Kucaizhuang to avoid Xiao Qianju, not to avoid the salesman.

If you don't give the salesman an explanation now, it means that he has taken the matter of the masonry star on himself.

Why didn't he let him explain something that could be explained simply?

Why?

With a smile on her face, Granny Ku returned to Baishi Restaurant: "Let's continue talking about Lao Xiong. Is there any room for relaxation between you two?"

Seeing Granny Ku's smile, He Jiaqing wiped the scorch marks on his face, lowered his head, and let out a long sigh. He knew why he was not allowed to explain clearly.

Granny Ku had long wanted He Jiaqing to have a grudge against the salesman.

He Jiaqing didn't dare to fall out with Granny Ku. It was probably too late to find the salesman now.

Forget it, let’s talk about Senju first.

"Senior, there is really no way to ease the relationship between Xiao Qianju and I."

Granny Ku thought for a while: "Then let's find an opportunity to deal with this matter completely."

"But if we deal with him completely.

He Jiaqing didn't know what to say.

If Laughing Thousand Hands dies, the matter of Stoneworker Star will be completely unclear!

The five sisters of the Luo family train Juanzi, and Gong Ziming trains Liang Wucai. The prince and queen are becoming more and more impressive, and Li Banfeng is preparing to pave the way for the two girls.

Now, except for Li Qi's group and the five sisters of the Luo family, no one believes that Juanzi is the royal orthodoxy of Dashang. If he wants to build momentum,

The foundation must be firmly laid.

Where is the key to this foundation?

Li Banfeng thought about returning to Lushui City to print newspapers and publicize everywhere that he had found the legitimacy of the Neizhou royal family.

Printing newspapers is very simple. Li Banfeng has a newspaper office, but how convincing can it be just by doing this?

Green Water City is far away from Neizhou. How much impact will the uproar in Green Water City have on Neizhou?

The foundation cannot be placed in Lushui City, it must be built in San Toucha, and it must be placed at the doorstep of Neizhou to penetrate into the heart of Neizhou.

To stabilize the three-headed fork, we must first stabilize the underground city. We must firmly hold the underground city in our hands and cannot let Mr. Kong Fang take it back.

Li Banfeng came to Qingyuan Building, found the boss Nie Congyang, and asked about the rent collection situation.

Nie Congyang did follow the original rules. The rent for the current month was completely waived and the rent would be halved in the future.

This thing was done well. Li Banfeng nodded: "You have kept your position as head. Now let everyone in the building get out and block the surrounding streets. No one is allowed to enter without my order."

Nie Congyang quickly led the people out of Qingyuanzi and blocked the surrounding streets.

Li Banfeng shouted angrily: "Cultivation skills like crazy, blood will flow like a river!"

Ban Fengzi shook his head and said: "There is no one else here, why do you say there is a river of blood?"

Ban Fengyi looked down on Ban Fengzi very much: "Don't you know how to talk properly? He just wants us to get more brothers out."

After a while, hundreds of shadows appeared up and down in the room. Some shadows knew some skills, some shadows were good at it, and some shadows were useless and just used as a supplement.

Just recharge is enough.

Li Banfeng let the shadows stay in the building for a while, and then took them all back to their homes.

These shadows entered Qingyuan Building and left marks on their bodies.

In the portable home, Li Banfeng used the skill of sitting back and forth, exerting all his strength, and made the shadow vomit out all the copper coins in his body.

This copper coin is a good thing. The lady quickly collected it and kept it for future use: "Although more than a hundred is a lot, it would be better if Honglian could make a weapon or a magic weapon with more. "

"Don't worry, madam, we have plenty of this stuff."

Li Banfeng took the shadows out again, and not long after, he brought them back.

"Well done, sir! I'll serve you well, little slave!"

Li Banfeng asked: "Madam, what good things are in this copper coin?"

"Blood!" replied the record player. "Very rare blood!"

Under the sea, there is a house, and in the middle of the house there is a three-story building.

Mr. Kong Fang was in his bedroom on the second floor of the small building, recovering from his injuries and casting copper coins.

There are two main materials for these copper coins, one is copper and the other is his blood.

In the previous battle with Huang Yuxian, too many copper coins were lost and some must be replenished.

But this is a very contradictory thing. Mr. Kong Fang was already injured. If he added more copper coins, it would mean losing more blood, which would be detrimental to his recovery.

After careful consideration, Mr. Kong Fang decided to sacrifice some of his blood and add 300 copper coins first. After finally casting more than 200 coins, he found that the two hundred coins were gone in the blink of an eye.

Who can do this?

Mr. Kong Fang held a copper coin and sensed it for a long time before he learned that someone had entered the Qingyuanzi Building.

It’s Li Qi again!

"What a young man!" Mr. Kong Fang sighed sincerely, "This man is so damn shameless!"

Mr. Kong Fang temporarily cut off contact with Qingyuanzi Building, otherwise no amount of copper money would be enough to compensate him.

Li Banfeng used Peace of Mind for the third time in Qingyuan Building and only got more than 20 copper coins. He felt that something was not right about this situation.

The record player said: "My lord, take this little slave out and have a look. There may be some explanations here."

Li Banfeng hugged the record player, and the record player took the puppet that Honglian had just repaired, and followed Li Banfeng around the building.

"What a place, what a method!" The record player praised, "My dear sir, the construction method of this building is very strange, and it is connected with Mr. Kong Fang's body."

Li Banfeng asked: "Is it possible to find Mr. Kong Fang directly through this building?"

"It stands to reason that it should be possible, but I can't see clearly what's going on here. My husband might as well take a look."

"See? What do you think?"

"Use the techniques that my little slave taught you!"

Li Banfeng opened Jin Qing Qiu Hao and didn't think there was anything different about this building.

"My lord, you have used Jin Qing Qiu Hao so much, but you have never thought about practicing this technique more carefully?"

Li Banfeng said: "I would like to improve, but the method is hard to find."

Jin Qing Qiu Hao is a first-level technique learned by Li Banfeng in home cultivation. Today, this technique has not improved much. It is easy to use, but difficult to practice.

The lady pointed out: "Sir, let's take a look at the water pipe network of this building."

The water pipes in Qingyuan Building are not buried in the wall. Most of them are routed outside. The connections are right in front of you. However, the pipes are a little messy and you may misunderstand them.

Li Banfeng used the technique of Jin Qingqiuhao to make sure he saw clearly, and he could clearly see the direction of the pipeline.

The lady said again: "Sir, take a closer look to see if there is any spiritual energy moving in this pipeline."

Li Banfeng concentrated his mind and looked at it for a long time, and vaguely saw some light red traces in the pipeline.

"Madam, this is-"

‘The water pipes in this building are connected to Mr. Kong Fang’s blood vessels. Mr. Kong Fang’s copper coins will flow through his body along his blood vessels, and will also flow along the water pipes in this building. "

Li Banfeng was a little surprised: "Madam, what level of craftsmanship is this?"

"My dear sir, this is not a craftsmanship, it is a martial arts method."

"Martial arts cultivator?" Li Banfeng really couldn't understand.

"A true master of martial arts can make full use of all available combat power. The so-called available combat power includes his own body and weapons.

The blood vessels are the body of Mr. Kong Fang, and the copper coins are the weapons of Mr. Kong Fang. He is the master of martial arts and the Thousand Swordsman Ai Yeqing, who is as famous as Zhou Wencheng, the bad scholar. "

Mr. Kong Fang turned out to be a martial arts cultivator, and he was such a well-known martial arts cultivator.

"Madam, can you tell the identity of Mr. Kong Fang from the way this building is used?" Li Banfeng felt that this matter was not that simple.

Mr. Kong Fang’s deception has been going on for decades, so it shouldn’t be so easy to see through.

The record player said, "My dear husband, I didn't judge based on this method alone. I fought with Mr. Kong Fang on that passenger ship."

Li Banfeng searched his memory and found the scene at that time. Several shadows experienced the battle from different angles.

'My wife, Mr. Kong Fang said your surname is Huang and Yin, I can understand this, but what does it mean to say your surname is Long?"

"I did have the surname Long. I will tell you about this later. Let's talk about the building first. I used the skill of Baiwei Linglong,

but I can't smell the fishy smell in the blood vessels in this building.

In addition, the copper coins are gone. I guess Mr. Kong Fang has lost contact with this building. "

"This building has nothing to do with him in the future?"

The record player shook the loud speaker and said, "Of course not. As long as he wants to contact, he can connect at any time. Husband, if you just want this building, it's easy to deal with. Just dismantle these water pipes and rebuild them. "

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "What do I need this building for? I was thinking that if I could continue to use this building to collect the blood of the thousand-knife Kong Fang, it would not only ensure the stability of the three-way fork, but also give full play to Mr. Kong Fang's role! "

The wife thought for a moment and said: "There is a way, let's go home and discuss it."

The couple returned to Suishenju, and the wife went directly to the seventh room: "This brother, I have something to discuss with you. If I remember correctly, you are a peeping cultivator, right?"

The man in the seventh room sighed: "I don't know if you remember it correctly, anyway, I can't remember it myself."

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember it, I saw the hook you left behind. ”

‘Madam, I only left the hook in this room, so it shouldn’t be considered a violation of the family rules.”

“I didn’t say you violated the rules. I just wanted to discuss with you and let my husband borrow some skills from you.”

The man in the seventh room was silent for a moment and said, “I’m afraid this is inappropriate. I’m not a house spirit, so I shouldn’t lend my skills to the house repair.”

Another man’s voice came from the eighth room: “Brother, don’t be serious.”

The seventh room replied: “I’m not being serious, I’m being reasonable.”

The eighth room said again: “Brother, don’t be serious.”

The seventh room ignored the eighth room and said directly to the record player: “Madam, we have to make things clear first. Let me contribute to the family, this It is the right thing to do, but I am not a house spirit, and the technique cannot be borrowed casually, this is the truth! "

Hongying entered the seventh room and asked: "What can I do if it makes sense?"

The seventh room really fought: "Is it reasonable that I am not allowed to speak?"

After more than five minutes, the seventh room coughed for a long time, and said weakly: "Well, I just talked about the reason. If you really want to borrow it, it is also possible. The key is to see whether the technique can be used."

The record player said: "Don't worry about it. When it's your turn to work later, don't be vague."

"Madam, don't worry, no ambiguity, absolutely no ambiguity---" The seventh room was speechless, he had to save his strength to prepare the technique.

Hongying touched the back box of the record player: "He dare not be vague, Xiaowan, just let me do this kind of thing in the future."

The record player hummed and asked Hongying to serve the pen and ink. Li Banfeng signed the contract with the seventh room.

The couple went to the building again. The wife instructed Li Banfeng to live in the contract, use the skills of the deep house, and leave the hook.

"How can I keep this?" Li Banfeng has been learning the skills of the deep mansion for so long. In addition to the skills of the wife, he has only borrowed the skills of Hong Ying. These two are Li Banfeng's house spirits, and it is reasonable to borrow the skills.

But the seventh room is not a house spirit, and it is not something that can be borrowed casually with a deed.

The wife said: "It depends on how well the business outside is done."

Li Banfeng was shocked: "What business are you talking about, the hook business, I have never done it."

"The little slave is talking about a deceptive business."

Li Banfeng said righteously: "Don't say such things, when has the husband ever cheated anyone!"

The record player spewed steam and laughed twice: "What the husband said is right, the husband never cheats people, the husband does not have the cheating foolish cultivation skills,

The husband is not a foolish cultivator at all, the husband has never cheated the little slave."

"Yeah." Li Banfeng replied in a low voice.

The record player continued, "My husband, let's break the rules today and lie to yourself. Just say that the one in the seventh room is your house spirit."

Li Banfeng sighed, "It's still a little difficult to lie to yourself."

"Is it difficult, my husband? You are a person who knows the skill of heaven and earth. Even a little slave can't do this. What else can be difficult for my husband?"

Li Banfeng smiled modestly and called Banfengzi out: "Do you think the seventh room is our house spirit?"

Banfengzi shook his head and said, "No."

Li Banfeng asked again: "Does he live in our house?"

Banfengzi nodded: "Yes."

"Then is he a soul?"

"Yes."

"Is the house spirit a soul that lives in the house?"

"Yes."

Li Banfeng said: "Then do you think he is a house spirit?"

The cause and effect were reversed, but Banfengzi thought for a moment and still hesitated: "Does he recognize the master?"

Recognition of the master is a key link of the house spirit. If it is not handled properly, the foolish cultivation technique will be difficult to take effect.

Li Banfeng brought a contract and said, "He has even signed the contract, how can he not recognize the master?"

The ironclad evidence has also taken effect.

Banfengzi looked at the contract and said with difficulty, "But we still don't know his name."

This level is not easy to pass. If you want the house spirit to recognize the master, you need to call out the house spirit's name.

But this step cannot be achieved for the time being, because Qifang has forgotten his name.

Li Banfeng said: "This is not easy. Let's ask Yingying to beat him up. He will agree to whatever we ask him."

After a long silence, Ban Fengzi nodded frequently: "That's true!"

Li Banfeng said: "Then don't sit idle, borrow it!"

Ban Fengzi was trembling all over. Among the many shadows, except for Ban Feng Yi, Ban Fengzi had the most skills, including those in deep houses and courtyards.

But it was difficult to use this technique today. Even though the contract was signed, Qifang also tried his best to cooperate. He also made himself believe that Qifang was the spirit of the house. Even so, it was still not easy to borrow the technique so hard.

Li Banfeng felt that it would not be possible, but the wife was very confident: "My husband, Qifang has lived in the house for so long, and he must have a connection with the house. The key to the skill of studying the house and the compound depends on the fit between the house builder and the house. As long as If you have a connection with Zhaizi, you can borrow this technique!”

After trying more than a dozen times, Li Banfeng was sweating profusely and the color of Banfengzi had faded. After so much effort, he finally hung a hook on the main water pipe.

"Just this one hook, will it work?"

The record player wiped the sweat of Bian Feng distressedly: "It works, this hook is hung on the vital point. The level of the seventh room is not low, Mr. Kong Fang will definitely not notice it. As long as he is connected to this building in the future, you will definitely feel it." , when the time comes, the blood on his body will be available for your use!”

A smile appeared on Li Banfeng's face, but then he thought: "If I'm not in Qingyuanzi Building, how should I suck his blood?"

The record player smiled and said: "Then it depends on whether the old man is willing to leave a station here. He has got a lot of good things recently!"

Li Banfeng nodded slightly: "The three-headed fork can be stayed!"

"Stay here! Dear sir, let's pave the road, just move forward!"