Chapter 43 Old House in the Mountains

Li Banfeng knocked on the door, and a man opened the door. He was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, not tall, but strong. He wore a waistcoat and a pair of trousers, and his clothes were covered with patches.

His dark cheeks, thick eyebrows, and thick lips made his face look simple and honest.

Xiaopang once told Li Banfeng that in Yaowanggou, once you leave Ligou, restaurants will become very rare. If you are hungry on the road and want to find a place to eat, you can go to someone's house to ask for food. Just give three or five yuan for a meal, and most people will not refuse.

Li Banfeng explained his purpose, and the man warmly welcomed Li Banfeng into his home.

The male host was dressed simply, but the yard was not small. Just look at the size of the front yard, which is about the same size as a basketball court.

There are three tiled houses and a warehouse in the yard. The house is a bit old, but it is very clean.

The reason why this is called the front yard is that judging from the walls and layout of the house, there should be a large backyard.

As a house repairman, Li Banfeng was a little envious when he saw a spacious and tidy house.

"There is still some rice left at home, but not many dishes. You can make do with it." The man lit the oil lamp in the yard, and a woman brought a bowl of rice and a small plate of pickled cucumbers.

The woman was wearing a slanted-collared cloth shirt with patches all over her clothes. Judging from her age, she should be the man's wife. Li Banfeng didn't look at her more, and he shouldn't have looked at her more.

After setting up the dishes and chopsticks, the woman hurried back to the house.

Li Banfeng first took out a thirty-yuan bill and stuffed it into the man's hand. The man waved his hands and said, "You don't need so much."

Li Banfeng waved his hands: "Take it. I'm sorry to bother you so late."

The rice was very rough and there were a lot of rice husks. Li Banfeng didn't care. He was really hungry and ate the rice with pickled cucumbers.

The man held the bills with a guilty expression, as if he owed Li Banfeng something.

He quietly returned to the house, and soon, an old lady with gray hair walked out of the house.

The old lady came to Li Banfeng with a wine jar in her hand, and said with a smile: "Young man, try our homemade sorghum wine."

Li Banfeng shook his head: "Old man, I don't drink."

It's not politeness, but Li Banfeng really can't get used to the wine here.

For such a poor family, a jar of wine is very precious, and the old lady was shocked. Since Li Banfeng doesn't like it, he shouldn't waste other people's good things.

But the old lady still insisted on pouring a bowl for Li Banfeng: "Young man, drink a bowl. It's not a good wine, so don't despise it. My son took your money and I feel really bad."

The old lady poured it herself, and Li Banfeng couldn't refuse it anymore. He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.

Not to mention, this wine is mellow and better than the wine in the bun shop.

A bowl of rice was eaten up, the pickled cucumber was eaten up, and the wine bowl was empty. Li Banfeng burped.

The old lady smiled and said, "Young man, have you found a place to stay? If not, stay at my house."

"I have found a place to stay. I'm leaving now. Thank you for your hospitality."

After dinner, they left quickly. Li Banfeng was being hunted by Jiang Xiangbang, and he couldn't let this honest family get in trouble.

As soon as he stood up, Li Banfeng suddenly felt dizzy, and the figures of the mother and son floated up and down in front of him.

Did he drink too much?

No!

This is poisoning!

The old lady looked at Li Banfeng with a smile: "Young man, don't run around. I think you should stay."

What's going on?

Li Banfeng turned and ran out the door, and suddenly saw the man's wife blocking the door.

The woman raised her head and punched Li Banfeng on the chin.

Li Banfeng wanted to dodge, but his body was out of control and he couldn't dodge. He was hit hard.

This woman is so strong!

Li Banfeng took two steps back and fell to the ground.

He looked at the woman's face carefully.

Under the candlelight, he saw clearly this time that the man had a circle of dark stubble around his lips.

This is a man.

This is a black shop!

Impossible, I didn't sense the danger just now!

Li Banfeng held his forehead, rubbed his eyes, wiped the blood on his mouth and nose with his hands, collapsed to the ground, and slowly closed his eyes.

His eyes were closed, but he didn't faint. He was still conscious and heard the conversations of the people around him clearly.

The honest-looking eldest son looked at the old lady: "Mom, is it necessary to waste a jar of good wine to deal with such a white lamb? That plate of pickled cucumbers is enough."

It turns out that pickled cucumbers are also poisonous!

Li Banfeng was annoyed. He survived the Kuwu Mountain, but he capsized in this gutter!

It's strange. I can sense malice. When I was at the station, I could sense Chu Yunlong's malice. Why can't I sense the malice of this family at all when I was eating?

Is this family's cultivation unusually high?

With such a high level of cultivation, he still uses such a despicable method?

The old lady smiled and said, "Silly boy, look carefully, this is not Bailaozi, his walking posture is strange, this is a travel cultivator, and a travel cultivator who has reached a higher level."

"Travel cultivator?" The eldest son scratched his scalp, "I have never seen this before."

The old lady said, "I have never seen it before, and today I will learn a lot. The travel cultivator has fast steps. This person has the ability to create wind out of thin air, which proves that he has reached a higher level.

It's just that he has just reached a higher level not long ago, and he hasn't learned to control it freely. If he hadn't been poisoned with wine, he would have disappeared in a blink of an eye.

And the travel cultivator knows the danger. If I hadn't taken action, he would have woken up when he entered the door."

Xingcang'er, a slang term, means that the deceived person has come to his senses.

It turned out that the old lady had made a move in advance, so I could not sense their malicious intentions.

What level of cultivator is this old lady?

What level of ability did she use.

The eldest son heard this and was a little proud: "Mom, my wine is getting better and better!"

The old lady snorted: "You reached the first level two years ago, and it has been a year and a half. If you can't even defeat a cultivator with the same level of cultivation, how can you still have the face to eat this bowl of rice?"

From the old lady's words, Li Banfeng heard that the man was a poison cultivator, and his cultivation was the same as his, both at the first level.

Li Banfeng wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy, and he couldn't open them after trying several times.

The second son, who pretended to be a woman, said: "Mom, since he is not a white lamb, it is better to take advantage of him and pick the gourd directly."

The second son had never seen a travel cultivator, but he felt that it was better to kill the cultivator with cultivation.

Hearing this, Li Banfeng's heart tightened.

In this state, he has few means to resist.

But even if he has few means, he has to fight. He can't die here!

The old lady poked Li Banfeng with her walking stick. Seeing that he didn't react, the old lady told her two sons: "Pick up his things, lock his hands and feet, send him to the rice seedling room, and wait until midnight before taking action."

The second son didn't understand: "Mom, why do you have to wait until midnight?"

Yes, why do you have to wait until midnight? Li Banfeng didn't understand it very well. He was ready to fight to the death.

Could it be that they want to take advantage of my slackness?

She was thinking too much. I can't be slack.

"I told you to wait until midnight, so you just wait honestly and clean up his body first!" The old lady scolded, and the two sons stepped forward and searched Li Banfeng's sickle, shovel and wallet. Even the spicy strips hidden in the lining of Li Banfeng's clothes were taken away.

But he didn't take away the only thing.

When Li Banfeng wiped his mouth and nose just now, he hid the key in his mouth.

He had wanted to open the house and escape immediately, but under the gaze of the three people, Li Banfeng was not sure to hide the key, and even turned the key smoothly.

The old lady really didn't want to kill Li Banfeng now.

What was the reason for her to wait until midnight?

Why can't she sense the danger here until now?

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