Chapter 140: Bloodshed to Sacrifice the Heroic Spirits

On the dark path, Li Banfeng carried a feather duster and walked forward carefully.

This road is called Xiao Huangquan. The old hunter repeatedly warned that this section of the road is the most dangerous and you must not rush.

The path is full of thick fog on both sides. There seems to be weeds, trees, and creatures crawling forward.

According to the old hunter, you can only walk along this path and cannot go outside the road. Even if you take one more step, it is a matter of life and death.

In addition, you must always pay attention to the wind direction when walking.

If the wind blows south, you can continue to move forward, but don't look back. You don't know how many things are following you.

If the wind blows north, you must stop and stand still. If you take one more step, it's hard to say what you will encounter.

If the wind blows east, take out some food and drink and put it on the ground. It doesn't need to be much, just show your thoughts. As long as these food and drink disappear, you can continue to move forward.

If the wind blows westward, light a cigarette and see some fireworks. As long as the cigarette butt is not extinguished, you can continue to move forward.

If the wind direction is not right, turn around and walk backwards until the wind direction is right.

The old hunter said it over and over again: "These rules are told to me by others. As for what the reason is here, I can't explain it clearly.

But I have seen people who do not follow the rules in Xiaohuangquan. Even if they make a mistake only once, they will lose their lives in the blink of an eye.

Ghosts are invisible, and they don't know how they died in the end."

Li Banfeng is still very optimistic. He can see ghosts.

But this does not mean that he wants to watch himself die.

The rules of wind direction must still be followed. The best tool to judge the wind direction is a feather duster.

Li Banfeng walked south with a feather duster. The breeze blew all the way south, and the feathers floated all the way south. He walked very smoothly.

After walking for more than ten miles, the wind suddenly stopped.

Li Banfeng also stopped where he was, not knowing what to do next.

The old hunter did not say the situation when the wind stopped.

The old hunter said that the wind on the Little Yellow Spring would keep blowing.

Now the wind has indeed stopped, and the feather duster is motionless.

This should be considered as the wind direction is not right?

Li Banfeng turned around and prepared to walk backwards, and suddenly saw a ball of green flame following behind him.

Not a ball, but a road.

Countless ghost fires, clusters after clusters, neatly lined up, followed Li Banfeng.

It seems that I shouldn't have turned back just now.

Li Banfeng was thinking whether he would be fine if he turned his body back, and a malicious feeling rushed towards him in the ghost fire.

Without thinking too much, Li Banfeng immediately picked up the blood pendulum, which was his only magic weapon that could attack the dead souls.

Bang!

The blood pendulum was hit hard, and it trembled violently with Li Banfeng's body.

Bang, bang, bang!

The collision continued, and Li Banfeng retreated again and again.

"Master, I can't hold on!" The pendulum screamed miserably.

Li Banfeng opened the door of his room with one hand, lost the key, but did not close the door.

Since you are here to deliver food, I will not be polite.

Clusters of ghost fires followed in, lingering in the room for a long time, but the record player did not move.

Li Banfeng dodged left and right in the main room, calling out repeatedly: "Madam, it's time to eat!"

Huff! Huff!

The record player finally responded: "My husband, please go to the outer room and wait for a while. I have been hungry for many days, and my eating manners are a bit indecent. I don't want my husband to see it."

"There are only two of us here, and you still care about this?"

Li Banfeng did not understand the record player's intention, and he couldn't go to the outer room now.

More than a dozen ghosts were responsible for attacking, more than a dozen ghosts were responsible for supporting, and more than a dozen ghosts were responsible for blocking the route.

These ghosts acted in an orderly manner and cooperated tacitly, just like a well-trained army, and they beat Li Banfeng so hard that he could not resist.

What happened to my wife?

I came back from shopping, why is she not active at all?

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

The sound of the piano slowly sounded.

With a rustling noise, the record player sang a song:

In spring, green grass grows, and the battle clothes are finely sewn.

In summer, red flowers bloom, and drums and horns rumble.

In autumn, yellow leaves fall, and the enemy's head is taken in front of the battlefield.

In winter, white snow flies, and blood is shed to sacrifice the heroic spirits.

Huh~

The sound of the wind sounded, so real, as if there was really wind in the house.

In the sound of the wind, you can also hear the singing of the wife, which is the most beautiful song Li Banfeng has ever heard.

What song is this?

Perhaps I shouldn't dwell on this question. No matter what song the wife sings, it can calm the dead souls.

These well-trained dead souls are no exception. They immediately stopped their actions, stood in a neat line, and listened to the song in the record player silently.

A cloud of steam spewed out and pushed open the door of the outer room.

Li Banfeng agreed, entered the house, and closed the door.

He took out the string earrings and listened carefully to the sound outside the door.

The song was still going on, and he could vaguely hear sobbing, the sobbing of the dead souls.

At first, there were one or two, and gradually it became a large group. The dozens of dead souls who entered the room seemed to be sobbing.

Were they moved by the wife's singing?

Just because they were moved?

After the song, the record player spoke:

"I planned to never see you again, but I still saw you here.

You can't pay back what you owe me, and you don't have to pay it back.

Go away, and don't touch that man in the future."

Does the wife know them?

Know these lonely ghosts in the new land?

Li Banfeng was stunned when he saw the door of the outer room open.

Dozens of ghost lights lined up neatly, waiting for Li Banfeng to open the door.

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The lady resumed her usual singing style, singing in a slow tempo: "Hey, husband, I don't know how long these resentful ghosts have been dead. They are old, woody, bitter and spicy, and really hard to swallow. Send them away quickly."

Li Banfeng was silent for a moment and nodded.

Li Banfeng heard what the record player had just said to these ghosts.

The record player also knew that Li Banfeng had heard everything.

But Li Banfeng didn't ask any more questions. He opened the door and walked out of Suishenju with a group of ghosts.

Just as he walked out of the door, before he had time to pick up the key, a large group of ghost lights outside rushed up again.

The ghost lights that came out of the house surrounded Li Banfeng, forcing the ghost lights outside to retreat one after another. After Li Banfeng picked up the key, they protected Li Banfeng all the way to the south.

In Suishenju, Honglian said, "Seeing old friends, is your heart about to be gouged out?"

The record player also sneered, "If you want to mock me, you have to step on the point. Do I still have a heart?"

The petals of Honglian opened and closed slightly, as if still mocking the record player, "Only you know whether you have a heart or not. What have they done to you? Can you still forget it? When you have the chance to take revenge, you don't do it, and you actually let them go?"

Huff!

Huff!

"What if I kill them? What if I take revenge or not? It's because I have no heart, but I don't care."

...

Li Banfeng was escorted by a group of dead souls and walked a full hundred miles.

Lanyang Village is not big, but the area of ​​this new land is too vast!

The narrow path became wider and wider, and as the cold fog slowly dissipated, the surrounding area became an open wilderness.

Li Banfeng walked out of Xiaohuangquan

The rest of the road was flat, and occasionally some strange creatures would be encountered. Fortunately, they were not too high-level, and Li Banfeng used his skills to avoid danger and seek good fortune.

After running wildly in the wilderness for two hours, Li Banfeng saw a large area of ​​orange trees.

From a distance, these orange trees were no different from the orange trees that Li Banfeng was familiar with, except that they had more leaves and the oranges were bigger.

When he got closer, Li Banfeng realized the problem.

These orange trees were more than ten meters high, and the diameter of each orange was about fifty centimeters, which was much larger than the normal oranges that Li Banfeng understood.

For the old hunters in Lanyang Village, the orange forest was a good place.

The oranges in this orange forest were edible, rich in sugar, and also contained oil. In Xindi, it was a very rare food source.

Orange peel is a very precious spice and is worth a lot of money. In Ma Wu's place, a pound of orange peel can be sold for eight hundred.

In addition to orange peels, there are also orange maggots (a kind of pest that parasitizes oranges). The orange maggots in this orange grove can be used as medicine and have a miraculous effect on external injuries. A good orange maggot can be sold for 200 yuan in Ma Wu.

In addition to orange maggots, there are also weevils, which are weevils. The weevils in this orange grove have very long nose needles, which are excellent tools for acupuncture. One weevils can be sold for more than 500 yuan.

In the orange grove, you can peel oranges, find orange maggots, and catch weevils, but you can't do it too much, especially you can't hurt the orange trees. In the words of the old hunters, this is called "looking up at the trees and looking down at the seedlings."

Some hunters come to the orange grove to catch orange maggots. They directly cut down the orange trees, pick all the oranges, and crush them one by one to find the orange maggots.

Such people will die, but I don't know how they die.

Some people, in order to peel oranges, no matter whether they are green or yellow, picked thousands of kilograms of oranges, peeled the skins, and wasted all the orange flesh. Such people will also die.

There are also hunters who come to catch elephants, and they think that their feet are in the way, so they bring sickles to clear the way and cut down all the orange seedlings. Such people will also die.

To put it simply, as long as you use them in moderation and don't destroy them too much, you will be fine in the orange grove.

The old hunter told Li Banfeng that blue-leaf poplars are likely to suddenly appear among the orange trees. There is a big difference between poplars and orange trees. As long as you look a little carefully, you will definitely not make a mistake.

Li Banfeng walked in the orange orchard for two hours and found no other tree species except orange trees.

After walking for a day, it was very tiring, and Li Banfeng went back to Suishenju to rest early.

As soon as I entered the door, a warm steam hit my face, just like being hugged tightly by my wife.

"My husband, you must have walked hard all the way."

"My husband, take off your clothes and change them. I will wash them for you."

"My husband, the hot water is ready. I will help you take a bath."

"My husband, if you want to feel comfortable, just take a bath. I will clean up later."

Because she had concealed some things from Li Banfeng and failed Li Banfeng's kindness, the record player felt guilty and spoke very gently tonight.

Li Banfeng ignored the record player and squatted down to look for something in the cabinet.

Huchi~ Huchi~

The singing voice was slightly nervous: "My dear husband~ Are you angry with me? I know you have worked hard to buy vegetables, but I really can't get up my appetite today. Please don't blame me. I will apologize to you."

Li Banfeng took out an oil bottle from the cabinet and said with a smile: "I didn't blame you. I just felt that you didn't speak smoothly today. I guess you were a little stuck. I want to add some oil to you."

The record player was a little flustered, and the lyrics were a little out of tune: "My husband~ Let's talk it over. There is no need to add oil. I am quite smooth here."

Li Banfeng didn't allow any explanation. He took the oil bottle and went behind the record player and opened the cover of the case.

The record player hurriedly explained: "My husband, I really don't need oil.

My husband, please listen to me. I am not hiding anything from you on purpose, nor am I being unkind. Those people are indeed old acquaintances, but I really don’t want to bring up the past again.

My husband, you can oil it if you insist, but you have to use an oil brush, not other things!

My husband~

My husband~”

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