Chapter 675 Brother, You Are Here?

He Jiaqing quickly exchanged the deeds on the bookshelf. Every time he exchanged a deed, his cheeks twitched uncontrollably.

Every time he twitched, he would curse in his heart:

Egg! Shameless!

Stealing my things!

What kind of hero is stealing? If you want good things, can't you take them yourself? You come to steal from me, how shameless!

Ban Fengyi ran away, and He Jiaqing didn't dare to say a word.

He didn't know where this shadow came from, but he certainly couldn't die here with this shadow.

Fortunately, the shadow stole ten deeds, and He Jiaqing took the remaining nineteen.

There was another one that He Jiaqing had never found. This one belonged to Rong Sijiao.

Rong Sijiao's deed was not in Wenyuan Pavilion. Who took it?

He Jiaqing felt pain because ten deeds were stolen, and now he didn't get Rong Sijiao's deed, which made him even more unhappy.

He Jiaqing has always been cautious in doing things. He had a fake contract in his arms. It was blank and uncarved. He originally planned to keep it as a backup.

He glanced at the shelf to see if there were any other suitable contracts to take away. Two names caught his eye.

The first name scared him, Chu Yaohan.

Wasn't Chu Yaoxian's contract taken away? It was placed in a bag, and then stolen by the shadow.

How come another one appeared?

After a careful look, this is not Chu Yaoxian's contract. There is only one character difference between Chu Yaohan and Chu Yaoxian.

Who is Chu Yaohan? He Jiaqing has never heard of this local god.

Take it away, it may be useful.

He Jiaqing took Chu Yaohan's contract and put the fake contract prepared for Rong Sijiao in its original place.

There is another contract, which belongs to Li Furong.

Seeing this name, He Jiaqing thought of a place, the barbecue restaurant in front of Yuezhou University.

At that barbecue restaurant, He Jiaqing had dinner and drinks with Li Banfeng for the last time. Li Banfeng once mentioned one thing, why Mrs. Wu from the orphanage called him Li Zisha.

"Because she always asked me to buy cigarettes for her. During that time, she liked to smoke Baisha, so she called me Li Baisha.

Before that, she called me Li Hongmei, and before that, she called me Li Yingchun. There was a period of time when life was good and cigarettes were good, so she called me Li Furong."

This is what Li Banfeng said in person. Could this deed be his?

Li Banfeng's cultivation had long reached the cloud. He must need the support of the earth realm. He became a local god in the new land.

It makes sense.

Of course, there is another person who has some connection with Li Furong, Li Haoyun, the head of Furongzhai.

Could this deed be Li Haoyun's?

If this deed belongs to Li Banfeng, it will be very useful to take it back.

Even if it is not Li Banfeng's, Li Haoyun is also a force in Lushui City, and it is not a loss to take it.

He Jiaqing took out a blank fake contract from his bosom and quickly engraved Li Furong's name on it with his ring.

The characters were a little rough, but it was not a big problem. The three heads who were guarding the contract could not check them carefully one by one.

Both pockets were full. He Jiaqing put the contract in his bosom and left the contract library quietly, locking the unnamed place outside.

After leaving Wenyuan Pavilion, He Jiaqing was still annoyed. When he was full of anger, he found some red ink on the ground.

He Jiaqing smiled.

There were very few ink marks, only a few drops, but it was enough for He Jiaqing.

This shadow cultivator was unreliable. He didn't know how to change the bag.

There was a mark on He Jiaqing's pocket. Once the pocket left his hand, the mark would be triggered. These red ink marks were left by the mark.

I want to see who this shadow cultivator is. I want to see where he can run!

Ban Fengyi ran all the way with the bag and came to the vicinity of the five-layer gate. There were too many guards and it was too risky to force his way in.

The city wall is very thick. Ban Fengyi's skill of moving freely is not perfect, and he doesn't know if he can get out.

After trying once, Ban Fengyi almost disappeared on the spot. The city wall is not only thick, but also has a mechanism inside.

He looked at the city gate again, and didn't know when the guards would change shifts.

It would be great if Ban Fengzi was there. He has the talent of house cultivation. He used the skill of shadow and form Ban Fengzi to attach to Ban Fengzi to form Ban Fengyizi. Ban Fengzi is easy to be ignored, and Ban Fengyi is fast enough, so the chance of rushing through will be much greater.

While thinking, Ban Fengyi suddenly felt that danger was approaching. By instinct, he immediately hid in the alley. He Jiaqing followed the ink marks and chased him to the city gate in a blink of an eye.

The ink marks on the ground were still there. He Jiaqing didn't stop and went straight into the alley.

Ban Fengyi ran through the alley and fled madly, and He Jiaqing chased him closely behind.

How did he catch up?

Ban Fengyi realized that there might be something wrong with the bag, but he couldn't change it now because He Jiaqing was chasing him too closely.

He had to find someone to help him, otherwise he would have to take the bag back.

Where did Ban Fengzi go?

Ban Fengzi was wandering in front of the Sixth Gate.

He had almost memorized all the government offices in the Five-Layer Gate. He wanted to see what was going on in the Sixth Gate, but the guards in the Sixth Gate were twice as many as those in the Five-Layer Gate. Even if one guard noticed an extra shadow on the ground, it would be difficult for Ban Fengzi to get away.

He couldn't just go in, he had to find someone to cover him.

A three-headed man walked slowly toward the city gate. Ban Fengzi saw that he was quite tall and his shadow was stretched long on the ground. While the man was not paying attention, Ban Fengzi got into his shadow and walked forward close to his shadow.

It's no wonder that these three-headed men are just right for Ban Fengzi. He walks steadily and does not make many fragmentary movements. Ban Fengzi hides in the shadow. As long as he doesn't make any mistakes in speed, there is basically no flaw.

Following these three-headed men into the Six-Layer Gate, Ban Fengzi still doesn't dare to act easily.

A large number of palaces appeared in the Six-Layer Gate, and guards patrolled the streets. Looking up, pavilions and towers were lined up one after another, and the red lacquer and colored glaze were brightly lit.

Is this the palace?

Chaoge Nine-Layer Gate, just after reaching the sixth door, it has already reached the palace?

This three-headed man can enter the palace, what is his origin?

Look at him walking slowly on the street, I don't know where he is going, calmly and indifferently, as if the whole Chaoge is under his control.

Is he a saint?

When did the saint grow three heads?

It's hard to say. The saint may know that a new monarch has branched out from the three heads, and in order to solve his bloodline problem, he forced himself to grow two more heads.

The man crossed several streets in succession, occasionally greeting pedestrians on the road.

After walking for a long time, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, the lights dimmed, and the patrolling soldiers could no longer be seen. Ban Fengzi was also ready to get away.

He didn't want to follow the three-headed man around. He wanted to explore the six-layer gate as soon as possible and find an opportunity to break into the seven-layer gate.

The three-headed man stood silently on a street for a moment.

This street was different from other places. There was no one on the street and the lights were very sparse.

There were buildings on both sides of the street. No one lived in the buildings. Although the red bricks and green tiles were there, there seemed to be a layer of gray fog covering them, which looked lifeless.

Ban Fengzi saw that this place was just right for getting away. He walked out of the shadow carefully. Just as he was about to leave by sticking to the ground, a cold wind suddenly blew and pushed him to walk slowly into the depths of the street.

What kind of wind was this, and why was it so strong?

Ban Fengzi grabbed the ground hard, but his body still slid forward, leaving several scratches on the ground.

Although his talent for traveling cultivation is not good, Ban Fengzi also has the skills to avoid danger and seek good fortune. There is no end to this street, but Ban Fengzi can feel that great danger is approaching.

Cannot go forward!

Ban Fengzi struggled hard, but to no avail.

Hearing bursts of low moans, it seems that countless people are crying.

A series of phantoms floated in front of him, and it seemed that many people were also struggling.

Ban Fengzi was about to lose strength, and his body was about to leave the ground, and he was about to be swept away by the wind with a group of phantoms.

The three-headed man stepped forward and pulled Ban Fengzi.

"This is the way of the dead. If you keep going, you will enter the furnace." The three-headed man brought Ban Fengzi to the side of the street.

Avoiding the strong wind, Ban Fengzi stood firm. After surviving the disaster, the whole person was ups and downs, as if he was panting violently.

The three-headed man, with six eyes, stared at Ban Fengzi together.

The head on the left said, "Why are you panting so hard?"

Ban Fengzi replied, "I'm scared."

The head in the middle said, "Are you really panting?"

Ban Fengzi nodded, "I will."

The head on the right said, "Then are you still my shadow?"

Ban Fengzi didn't know how to answer.

His identity had been exposed, why did the other party ask such a question?

Is this torture or humiliation?

No matter what the other party's intentions were, one thing was certain, this three-headed man was extremely powerful, Ban Fengzi could not fight him, and had no chance to escape.

The three heads spoke together: "I asked you a question just now, but you haven't answered it yet. Are you still my shadow?"

Ban Fengzi answered ambiguously: "I am indeed a shadow."

The three heads asked together again: "I have three heads. Since you are my shadow, why do you only have one head?"

Ban Fengzi thought of another ambiguous answer: "Because I am not a three-headed man."

The head on the left was surprised: "Our shadow is not a three-headed man?"

The head on the right was stunned: "Then are we still three-headed men?"

The head in the middle exclaimed: "It seems not!"

After saying that, the three heads laughed out loud: "Hahahaha!"

After laughing, the three heads merged into one head.

The man's hair turned white, and his beard turned white.

The eyes became bigger and his cheeks became rounder.

A memory appeared in front of him. Ban Fengzi was stunned for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Brother!"

The train master smiled, just like when they just parted: "Brother, why are you here?"

Ban Fengzi is Li Banfeng, and he has all the memories of Li Banfeng.

He had a lot to say to Master Train, but he couldn't think of what to say.

Staring at Master Train, Ban Fengzi spoke for a long time: "Brother, I promised to come and save you."

Master Train laughed and said: "Silly boy, you really came. I haven't seen you for so long. It must be very hard to practice, right?"

Ban Fengzi nodded and said: "It's a bit hard."

Master Train sighed: "I can tell you're suffering at first glance. You're so tanned."

Ban Fengzi pondered for a moment and said: "I do look a little dark, but it's not from the sun. I'm a shadow."

Master Train thought for a while: "Are you really a shadow?"

"I really am."

"Then swear an oath!"

Ban Fengzi swore on the spot.

Master Train still couldn't figure it out: "Since you are a shadow, why don't you follow my brother and run out alone?"

Banfengzi wanted to say the technique of being inseparable, but he remembered another problem. Father-in-law hated the house repairer very much.

"Actually, this is because I have practiced shadow cultivation at the same time." Ban Fengzi found a suitable excuse. Even if the train father-in-law is pursued in the future, Ban Feng Yi will also know the shadow cultivation skill. This is indeed the truth.

Mr. Train waited and watched Fengzi for a while, then suddenly asked: "Why do you also practice shadow cultivation?"

Ban Fengzi could see a little chill in Father-in-law Train's eyes.

Does he also hate Yingxiu?

"I was thinking -..." Ban Fengzi was still thinking about how to answer.

Father-in-law Train's voice suddenly became hoarse, and his cheerful smile disappeared in the blink of an eye: "I am a good man who is traveling and cultivating, why do I want to study as a film cultivator at the same time? I regard you as my brother, how could you treat me like this?"

Ban Fengzi didn't expect the problem to be so serious: "Brother, please listen to my explanation, the sage said————

"Saint?" Mr. Train stared at Ban Fengzi and said, "The thing I hate most is the saint. If you mention him to me,

What does it mean again? "

Banfengzi didn't know what to express at this moment. He only knew that the coldness in Mr. Train's eyes disappeared and turned into murderous intent.

"I'm pissed off by you," Mr. Train said word by word, "I'm going to kill you!"

Banfengzi was at a loss.

"Aren't you afraid? If you are, run away quickly," the train father gave a piece of advice. "If you don't run away, I will really kill you."

Ban Fengzi ran away.

Father-in-law is chasing after you: "If you run faster, I will catch up with you. After I catch up with you, I will definitely kill you."

Ban Fengzi accelerated with all his strength and came to an intersection ahead.

The father-in-law of the train shouted: "You can't go forward. There is still a path of the dead ahead. You can avoid it by turning left."

How could it be possible that the front was still the path of the dead?

Isn’t the path of the dead behind one’s body?

The train father-in-law shouted: "The boundaries of Chaoge have changed, you turned!"

Ban Fengzi quickly turned left.

After running half a street, Mr. Train grabbed Ban Fengzi and said, "Why are you running?"

Ban Fengzi replied: "I'm afraid you'll kill me."

"Why should I kill you?"

"Because I also studied shadow cultivation."

Mr. Train said with a smile: "What's the matter? I also studied engineering at the same time. It's not a sin to study at the same time."

If you say so...——.——·

Ban Fengzi said in a trembling voice: "Brother, you can't scare me like this. I'm just a shadow. I was so scared by you that I almost fell into pieces."

Father-in-law Train said with a serious face: "You and I are quite destined, I am also a shadow!"

Ban Fengzi raised his head and said, "Are you serious?"

"I'm not lying to you! I also swear to you, I am really a shadow!" The train father-in-law got a handful of sand and a handful of lime from somewhere, rubbed them in his hands, and made several glass lenses.

Ban Fengzi asked: "Brother, where have you been?"

"My real body can't come out. If I could, I would have run away a long time ago." Mr. Train took some bamboos, packed them up briefly, put the lenses in them, and made a monocular telescope.

"Brother, come with me." Mr. Train took Ban Fengzi to the roof of an attic, opened the telescope, and took a look.

"Brother, do you know who that is?"

Banfengzi took a look and realized that he really knew this person.

saint!

The saint was walking towards this street from a distance with a group of people.

The people and horses are a little mixed, there are cavalry, infantry, there are three-headed men among the sergeants, there are birds and animals, there are machines, and there are also normal one-headed men.

Mr. Train said: "These people are saving money, this old guy is really desperate!"

Ban Fengzi was very nervous: "Brother, are they coming for you?"

Mr. Train shook his head and said, "It's not for me, it's for you."

"I'm just a shadow—"

"It's not a shadow, it's the real body," Mr. Train said fairly, "Hurry back and deliver a message to the real body."

Ban Fengzi said: "I'm afraid it's too late."

Father-in-law on the train was also very anxious: "If we walk, it will definitely be too late. You should go by car."

"Where's the car?"

"Woo! Hoo! Hoo!" Mr. Train whistled twice, and with Fengzi on his back, he rushed out of the city wall and transformed into a train. Even his voice changed, from an old man to an intellectual woman: "Train The station ahead is Wuzhongmen Station, please pack your belongings and be ready to get off.”

Mr. Train put Ban Fengzi next to Ban Feng Yi.

Ban Fengyi and He Jiaqing spent a long time together, and were exhausted. When they saw Ban Fengzi, he was extremely happy.

"Quick, let's go find Lao A quickly. I have something good for him."

Ban Fengzi nodded and said, "I'm looking for him too. I have something important to tell him!"

Mr. Train handed Ban Fengyi a stick: "You must have learned your shadow-making skills from Erfang, right?"

Ban Feng Yi nodded.

etc.

Who is this old man?

How did he know about the second room?

There are some memories that Ban Feng Yi hasn’t found yet.

"The guy in the second room is a bit pretentious, but his kung fu is really good. If you ask him to learn both skills again, if he refuses to teach you,

Just use this stick to hit him. Once you hit him, he will be honest.

The boundaries of Chaoge change all the time, but the location of the city gate generally remains unchanged, so be careful. "After that, Mr. Train disappeared.

Ban Feng Yi was still stunned: "Just now, that person just now was——"

Ban Fengzi said: "Let's talk to Mr. Jia first to explain the matter clearly. The situation is extremely urgent."

Ban Fengyi used the Shadow-Following Technique to attach himself to Ban Fengzi, and using his Zhailu talent, Ban Fengyi rushed out of the five-layer gate and ran towards the three-layer gate.

He Jiaqing was about to catch up, but heard someone shouting behind him: "What are you doing here?"

Upon hearing this voice, He Jiaqing shuddered and quickly turned back to salute: "Senior, I finally found you."

The train master did not show his figure, and only his voice could be heard: "Are you here to find me?"

He Jiaqing nodded: "I came here to rescue you."

"You came to save me, why are you carrying two bags of deeds?"

The train master had already seen that it was a deed, and it would be futile to defend himself. He Jiaqing said: " I passed by Wenyuan Pavilion and took advantage of it.—”

Eunuch Train sighed: "You are worthy of being Xiao Laoqian's disciple. You almost lost your life in Wenyuan Pavilion, and you dare to steal things. You really only care about food and not beatings!"

He Jiaqing said: "Senior, I really want to save you--"

Eunuch Train smiled: "Even if you are caught with evidence, you still refuse to admit it. You are not like Xiao Laoqian in this respect. Let's go quickly. Chaoge is going to have a big event. Don't embarrass my brother at this stage."

"You have a brother here?" He Jiaqing suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Eunuch Train said: "Just run away, don't ask other things."

After that, the voice of Eunuch Train disappeared.

He Jiaqing rushed all the way to the first gate, but saw that the city gate was closed and various machines were arranged on the top of the city.

He had been to Chaoge and knew that these machines were very unusual. If he wanted to escape, he had to choose the right time.

The time was not right now. He Jiaqing hid near the city wall and waited quietly for the opportunity.

The shadow that stole the deed looked familiar, like Li Banfeng.

When did he learn shadow cultivation?

Why was the first door locked? Who was he trying to deal with? What happened?

In the teahouse in Sanchongmen City, Banfeng Wu was lying on the ground listening to the story. The storyteller slapped the wake-up stick and smiled at everyone, "That's all for today's story. Thank you for your support!"

The listeners were unwilling to leave, and a three-headed man shouted, "Don't be in a hurry. I just got a taste of it. Are you leaving now?"

The audience started to make a fuss, and the storyteller clasped his fists and said, "My dear guests, I'm old and can't stand it anymore. I've been talking for so long and my voice is pounding. Please let me rest for a while."

The voice is pounding, which means the voice is hoarse.

A three-headed man said, "You are talking nonsense. The ramming master is in the right place. I can't tell a long story anymore. I can tell a short story!"

It means that I can't tell a long story anymore. I can tell a short story.

The more the storyteller refused, the more the audience started to make a fuss. Many people even threw money on the stage to prevent the storyteller from leaving.

It was too much. The storyteller returned to the table and said to the audience, "Since you are so supportive, I will tell you another story today. Listen carefully!"

Pah!

The wake-up stick sounded again, and the teahouse was completely silent.

The cheering ones opened their mouths but couldn't make any sound.

The applauding ones stretched out their hands but couldn't clap.

The ones who were eating melon seeds held the melon seed shells in their mouths and couldn't spit them out.

The ones who were pouring tea had the water overflowing from the cup and flowing down the table. The kettle was still held up and motionless.

All the guests were frozen, including Ban Fengwu on the ground. None of them could move.

The storyteller walked down the stage, came to Ban Fengwu, squatted on the ground and said: "This technique is not common. Is it shadow repair or home repair?"

The old man waved his hand, and Ban Fengwu was able to move. He wanted to escape, but found that only his head could move, and his body below was exactly like a stone.

"Did you hear what I asked you just now? I asked you whether you are a home repair or a shadow repair?"

Ban Fengwu didn't say anything.

The storyteller asked again: "Are you Li Qi?"

Ban Fengwu still didn't say anything. Although he was lazy in his daily work, he had a very strong character.

"I've listened to you for so long, but you didn't give me any reward. I asked you a question, but you didn't answer. I have to leave something on you so that you can help me deliver a big gift."

The storyteller stretched out his right hand to write on Ban Fengwu's face, and suddenly someone laughed and said, "Sour scholar, what big gift do you have? Do you want to give it to me?"

Hearing this voice, the storyteller withdrew his hand and stood up and said, "Old Train, which side are you from?"

The voice of the old train came from the teahouse again: "I'm not from either side, I just want to watch you fight. If you can fight until both of you are injured, I might be able to find a chance to escape."

The storyteller sighed, "You can't escape. No matter which side wins, they won't let you go."

The train master smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if I don't leave. This place is not bad. I just want you to give me a favor and let my little brother go."

The storyteller felt that it was not appropriate: "You just sent a shadow to find me. Is this considered a favor to me?"

The train master's tone was very helpless: "I can't come in person, otherwise I must find you to reminisce about the past."

The storyteller hesitated for a moment and waved at Ban Fengwu: "Let's go."

Ban Fengwu was able to move his body and ran to Hanmo Garden at the fastest speed.

It was not easy to run all the way. The teahouse was not far from Hanmo Garden, but Ban Fengwu turned around and circled several times before running back.

When he arrived at Li Banfeng's side, Ban Fengyi and Ban Fengzi had already run back.

In the plum forest, Qiao Yi arranged a banquet first, then arranged singing and dancing, and interspersed some peace talks from time to time.

"The Santoucha area has been occupied by foreign states for many years, and the people have suffered greatly. I have also heard about His Highness Li Qi's heroic deeds in Santoucha.

The day before yesterday, I selected a batch of high-quality machinery and planned to send it to Santoucha. This move is to benefit the people and also to contribute to His Highness's foundation. What do you think?"

Li Banfeng was silent for a moment, raised his head and said: "We have said all the polite words, and it's time to talk about something serious."

Qiao Yi was stunned: "Why do you say this, Your Highness? Isn't the peace talk between the two families a serious matter?"

Li Banfeng said: "You called me here and said so much nonsense, aren't you just trying to lure the saint here? There are so many ambushes in and outside the garden. How many are left for him, and how many are left for me?"

PS: Chapter 668, Qiao Yi said: "This thief should be killed!" Who is he talking about?