Chapter 699 Bad

"The Patriarch of Blade Cultivator?" Li Banfeng stared at the head of the person who borrowed the knife, tears streaming down his face, "Senior, I didn't mean to kill you!"

The salesman frowned and said, "Why are you crying?"

While crying, Li Banfeng said: "I see that this patriarch died miserably, and I feel uncomfortable. What is this patriarch's name?"

The salesman said: "His name is Chui Duan Fa."

"Senior Chui, please go on your way, and what's the name of the leader of Lixiu?"

The salesman said: "His name is Zhi Kaishan."

"Senior Wan, you're on your way as well—..."

"Stop howling!" The salesman interrupted Li Banfeng. The cry was annoying.

Li Banfeng wiped his tears and said, "You don't understand, you have to cry."

The salesman shook the ashes of his cigarette: "What's wrong with this? Isn't it the irrefutable proof? Aren't you just afraid that they will not die cleanly?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said: "If the death is not clean, will the soul of the dead have to return to the furnace in Neizhou? People of their caliber will definitely be resurrected, right?

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The salesman took a puff of cigarette: "Their dead souls cannot go to the furnace, they are all locked in their heads by me." Li Banfeng said blankly: "Which Taoist technique is this?" "

The salesman said: "This is the technique of Suo Xiu. Suo Xiu is an extinct Taoist sect. I also want to find a disciple for Suo Xiu, but because this sect is not very powerful, no one has been willing to enter.

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"You can't fight, you should be able to defend yourself, right?" Li Banfeng thought for a moment, "Finding someone who likes to hide things would be more suitable for this practice."

The salesman nodded: "Yes, this Taoist sect used to like hiding things. After cultivating to great success,

They can lock down a territory. "

Li Banfeng didn't understand: "What does it mean to lock a piece of land?"

The salesman smiled and said, "You can't see it, and you can't open it."

Li Banfeng thought for a while: "Isn't this an unnameable place?"

The salesman nodded: "There are many unnamed places in Puluo Prefecture, which were all locked by lock repairers. In order to deal with the lock repairers, the founder of Gongxiu made a special key that can open the locks on the unnamed places. Later, This key was taken away by Green Water Gong, and now it’s gone.”

After speaking, the salesman looked at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng took a puff of cigarette and changed the subject: "What kind of person is the Patriarch of Gongxiu?"

The salesman recalled for a moment: "I remember that he was a very bloody man, and now he probably went to Hijikata Kingdom to join the saint."

Li Banfeng looked at the ancestors of the sword cultivators, Fui Broken Hair, and the leader of the cultivators, Li Xiu, and Kaishan: "The two of them have also defected to the saint. I really don't understand what is so good about the saint that they are worth fighting for."

The salesman sighed: "When we fought with the saint, they worked very hard. After winning the battle, I gave them a reward. After getting the reward, they went their separate ways. I never thought that after a while, they would defect to the inner circle. state."

Li Banfeng was very curious about the grudge: "What compensation did you give them?"

"Money!" the salesman's answer was very simple. "Rewards are based on merit. Whoever does more merit will get more money. They all thought it was very fair at first, because money can do a lot of things and can buy many things." Come,

But after a while, some of them spent all their money, and some found that there were some things that money couldn't buy.

Then they asked me for it, but if I didn’t give it to them, they went to Neizhou to ask for it, and Neizhou gave it to them.

But what Neizhou gives is different. People like Shu Wanjuan are very popular in Neizhou. Neizhou gives him a lot. He is given a prosperous land and becomes a marquis. He is only one step away from becoming a king.

People like Shan Chengjun are not very lovable. Although they have been granted the title of marquis, they will end their lives in a poor place.

Broken hair and broken wrists are both unpleasant. The two of them can't even keep their status as doctors in Neizhou. If they are poor, they want to change. Naturally, they want to change their masters.

For them, the most suitable master is naturally the saint of Shang State. When the saint was still in Puozhou, they did not dare to come to seek refuge because they had left a contract with me. One step ahead,

Then the saint returned to Neizhou. They wanted to defect but had no chance. The cabinet of Shang State would not let the saint easily contact foreign ministers.

Now that the saint has escaped from the Shang Kingdom, these people who feel that they have no ambitions have another chance. They have gone to Hijikata Kingdom to pay allegiance to the saint, hoping that one day the saint will turn around and they can all become princes. After all, there are ready-made examples. Place it here. "

Li Banfeng was stunned for a moment: "The example you mentioned shouldn't be me, right?"

"It's you," the salesman looked at Li Banfeng and said, "You created a little emperor, so you became a prince.

This is the path you show them, and they want to follow it. "

Li Banfeng looked at Fufeng's hair and wrists and said: "If they want to establish a saint and become emperor again, they should go to the Shang Kingdom to fight. Why do they want to go to the wasteland next year?"

The salesman said: "You should understand this. Now it is not the saint who has the final say on where to fight. The saint has defected to the devil. They have to fight wherever the devil tells them to fight."

In Li Banfeng's impression, the Demon Lord has been attacking the Sleeping Land of Ravsha Kingdom and the Neamikan Kingdom. Of course, this does not mean that they have no ideas about Prozhou.

The salesman continued: "This time the Demon Lord is targeting Suihuangyuan. They have opened the exit from Suihuangyuan in the early years, and at the same time they are looking for a new exit, an exit without boundaries.

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Li Banfeng asked: "How can there be such an exit? Where is the exit without boundaries?"

The salesman shook his head and said: "This exit is natural. In the beginning, no one knew where the exit was. They didn't know, and neither did I.

But they have a spiritual object made by the Demon Lord in their hands, and this is the thing that can detect the location of the exit. "

The salesman took two pearls and handed them to Li Banfeng.

A pearl is pure white, coated in a layer of oil.

The other is pearly white with red light and no grease.

"This white bead was given to me by Grandmaster Xing Bainum of the Clay Cultivator. The bead is pure white, which proves that he has not found the location of the exit.

The red bead was given to me just now by the master of swordsmanship after he broke his hair. The bead turned red, which proved that he had found the location of the exit. "

When did you give beads to the salesman after blowing off your hair?

Will the salesman still steal repair skills?

Li Banfeng asked: "Is this the inn where I found the exit?"

The salesman nodded. He took the pure white beads and washed away the grease on them with wine. The pure white beads soon showed a little red light.

Li Banfeng shuddered, not because of seeking good luck and avoiding evil, but because of fear: "Where is this master of clay cultivation?"

The salesman pointed to the door: "I slept well in my car."

Li Banfeng looked at the truck outside the door: "How many people are here in total?"

"There were so many of them. They were looking for an exit everywhere. They almost turned the wasteland over, but they couldn't find an exit. But I found them.

Only Feng Duanfa found this inn. He found the exit. I didn't find him. Without you, the exit would have been opened by him soon. "

Li Banfeng felt even more scared: "This exit has no boundaries. Does that mean the Demon Lord can bring out all the advanced weapons?"

The salesman nodded and said: "Yes, the weapons of the Hijifang Kingdom are no worse than those of the Shang Kingdom. If they are allowed to bring the weapons to the Sui Wasteland, the entire Puozhou and even other states will fall into the hands of the demon lord."

Li Banfeng asked: "Is there no boundary around Sui Wasteland?"

The salesman nodded and said: "Yes, but that level of boundary cannot stop Hijikata Country. Hijikata Country has my secret agent. Their army is waiting on the other side of the exit and almost let them in."

Li Banfeng turned his eyes and looked at the Patriarch of Blade Xiu with his hair cut off: "The more I look at him, the more I feel he is hated!"

The salesman deeply agreed with this: "This birdman is too stupid. When he first defected to Neizhou, he did something evil to Puozhou. This time he went to the saint, and he wanted to do something evil to Puozhou again. He had killed ten people before. The two local gods of the new land, I haven’t settled this debt with them yet, they will come to the wasteland next year——.”

"Brother, wait a minute!" Li Banfeng looked at the salesman, "Did they kill the twelve local gods?"

The salesman said: "What do you think? They wanted to occupy a piece of land for the saint, so they killed these twelve land gods. If they grab a few more pieces of land and connect them into one piece, won't they create another bitch hill?"

Li Banfeng thought about the whole process, and then asked the salesman seriously: "Is this true?"

The salesman looked at the man's head with his hair cut off and shouted angrily: "Did you kill twelve earth gods?"

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The salesman nodded and said, "I didn't say anything, I just acknowledged it."

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Yes, I admit it, I saw it with my own eyes.

The salesman looked at the head with broken wrists again: "Are you an accomplice of the guy with broken hair?"

Wrist opened the mountain and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I agree with this."

The salesman asked the two heads again: "Do you want to kill all the local gods around you and then make a bitch post for the saint?"

Neither of them spoke.

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Both of them admit it."

The salesman said again: "You will do the next thing, right?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "Since both seniors have confessed, the matter is settled."

The salesman admired Li Banfeng's attitude very much: "Now that everything is settled, let's pack it up quickly.

The soul is left to your wife, the body is left to Honglian, and the head is left as evidence. The two of us personally avenged the twelve earth gods. The arrangement is large enough, and this matter can be explained clearly. "

Li Banfeng lowered his voice and said, "Do you still care about the real murderer?"

"Whatever!" The salesman knew better than anyone else, "Shu Wanjuan, that old dog, I was trying to fish him out. After I fished him out, I chopped him up and said that he had also defected to the saint. This is The mastermind of the matter,

Qiao Yi has lost a top combat force and has to find a way to clear his suspicions. Since he supports the new king, he must draw a clear line with the saint. When the time comes, I will also let him suffer the loss of silence. "

Li Banfeng was silent for a moment and asked, "Senior brother, why can you come up with such a brilliant idea?"

The salesman calmly replied: "Because I am bad."

Li Banfeng seemed to have some realization.

The salesman said: "The saint is bad, the devil is bad, Qiao Yi is bad, and Waizhou is also bad. Many of my old friends in the past are bad people. If I were not bad, how could I deal with them today?"

Brother, you have made a great contribution in this battle, and I have something to give you. "

The peddler waved and the truck entered the inn.

The salesman opened the container, pulled out the body of master clay cultivator Xing Bainum, and handed it to Li Banfeng: "The soul will be given to your wife, and the body will be given to Honglian. There is no need to keep this head."

Li Banfeng said: "Honglian and I don't have the same thoughts. We always have to skimp a lot when refining elixirs."

"Let her keep it. She won't suffer any loss." The salesman took out another twelve pairs of deeds. "These twelve pairs of deeds were recovered from Feng Duanfa. You can handle them with them."

Li Banfeng took the deed and asked in a low voice: "Aren't these twelve pairs of deeds in the hands of He Jiaqing?"

The salesman said: "My original plan was to determine that He Jiaqing had taken refuge with the saint. He went to the Shang Kingdom to steal the deed in order to exchange the land for the saint. He and the saint's subordinates joined forces to kill twelve earth gods, and after cleaning up Shu Wanjuan When I arrived, I dealt with him together, and the whole thing went smoothly.

The bitter woman will no longer protect He Jiaqing, because she cannot protect the saint's comrades, otherwise there will be many people in Puozhou who cannot tolerate her. She will have to eat this mute by herself.

He Jiaqing is a smart man. He brought twelve pairs of deeds to me to plead guilty. These twelve pairs of deeds saved his life. I will let him go for the time being. Now I hand over the deeds to you. What are you going to do with it? "

Li Banfeng accepted the deed: "Find twelve suitable people to be the gods of the land."

The salesman asked: "Aren't you going to connect these fields together and turn them into a real land? You have many three-headed people on your hands. It is not difficult for you to open up wasteland. With such a large piece of land, you can do a lot. That’s a lot.”

Li Banfeng shook his head and said: "Puozhou does not need an emperor."

The salesman opened the container and took out a six-yuan deed from inside: "He Jiaqing also gave me the remaining six-yuan deed that was placed separately. Now I will give it to you."

Li Banfeng accepted the deed and looked up at the salesman: "Can you trust me?"

The salesman nodded: "You can trust me."

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and asked, "What should we do if there are still local gods who are dissatisfied?"

The salesman shook his head and said: "No need to deal with it, just blame it on me.'

There was a sound of horse hooves outside the door, and the Suihuang cavalry arrived.

The salesman whistled, and Li Banfeng felt a chill. The sound of horse hooves outside quickly faded away.

They were all frightened away by the whistle.

Li Banfeng asked: "What method are you using?"

The salesman was startled: "You don't even know this? This is a sound-cultivation technique. The sound of the wind is like a sound. Isn't your wife a sound-cultivator? Haven't you ever borrowed this technique from Shenzhai Compound?"

Li Banfeng shook his head: "Occasionally, I can borrow some methods of sound cultivation, but most of the techniques have not been borrowed yet.

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The salesman was a little helpless: "You were promoted too quickly and your skills are too rough. You must polish them well in the future."

Li Banfeng listened for a moment with his earrings. Not only did the cavalry run away, but all the residents around the inn also ran away. There was no one around for a mile.

The string earrings carefully tracked the whereabouts of the cavalry, but Li Banfeng was speechless: "A whistle scared them and they ran for more than three miles. This year's Huang cavalry is so bad, how can they defend it?" Years old wasteland?”

The salesman sighed: "The people of Suihuang have special fighting methods. They are very powerful. Unfortunately, they have lost their blood and forgot their fighting methods. Instead, they have learned the trick of cannibalism.

I will find someone to help them find their blood. If that person can't do it, then you will be in the wasteland.

To force out their bloody nature,

If you can't help it, take away the people who should be taken away and leave the people who shouldn't be taken away. I will ask Cuitike to come over. I believe he can defend Luo Wasteland. "

The salesman got up, packed up the truck, took a wrench from inside, and handed it to Li Banfeng: "There seems to be something wrong with the little train. This is the wrench of the construction leader. Take it and use it."

Li Banfeng looked at the salesman's truck: "Is the leader of the engineering and repair work here too?"

The salesman nodded: "Yes, there are many old friends here."

Li Banfeng was curious, what kind of battle did the salesman go through?

"Hurry up and pack your things. I'm going to lock this place soon." The salesman pushed the cart to the door of the inn.

Seeing his slightly sluggish steps, Li Banfeng asked, "Is the blood on your body yours or theirs?"

"Both are available." The salesman said easily, but it was still a bit difficult to push this truck that he was very familiar with.

Curiously, the lady looked at the three corpses and was stunned for a long time.

"Blow off hair, open mountains with wrists, and walk through hundreds of swamps." Hong Ying also knew these three people. "Qilang, are you making a clay figure or a dough figure? How come they look so similar?"

Li Banfeng didn't say much, put down his household head and left in a hurry.

Li Banfeng brought back a bunch of tables and chairs before, so the record player didn't have time to ask. This time he quickly stopped Li Banfeng: "Mr. sir, what happened? I think you are injured."

"You guys eat first, don't touch the heads of people with broken hair and cracked wrists, I'm still useful.

Madam, after you have eaten, study this wrench. I will come back later and explain to you in detail, ‘

Li Banfeng put down the wrench and took out a silver dollar, "There is also this, keep it for me first."

After Li Banfeng left, Hong Ying inspected the corpse and said to the record player: "These are really the three of them. The heads with broken wrists were twisted off. It can be seen on the stubble that the bones and flesh have been twisted out of place." ”

Miss Jiu looked on and was very surprised: "I remember that Zhi Kaishan liked to twist other people's heads. Who can have such strength to twist his head off?"

Hong Ying looked at the corpse with his hair cut off again: "His head was cut off with a knife, and the cut was very neat."

Miss Jiu looked at Xing Bainum's body. It was difficult to determine the cause of death of this man. There were no wounds on his body.

Hong Ying, who was experienced, opened the mouth of the corpse and saw a large area of ​​mud.

Miss Jiu said: "Don't say that he was drowned in mud. Isn't he a master of mud cultivation?"

Hong Ying was speechless. These masters all died using the means they were best at.

The record player came closer and said: "No need to guess, it should be the salesman and the husband who killed these people together."

Hong Ying pursed her lips and didn't say much.

Miss Ninth sighed softly: "Sister Xiaowan, let me tell you the truth. Don't you not like to hear it? With Ah Qi's current combat power, it will be difficult to fight against these people."

"What do you know?" The record player laughed and placed the silver dollar in front of the two of them. "This is what the salesman gave to my husband. Don't you know the goods?"

Miss Ninth took the silver dollar and inspected it for a while, then exclaimed: "This is the real thing!"

Hong Ying was unwilling to give in: "Why is he the leader of the home cultivator? Qi Lang's traveling cultivator is not bad at all!"

The jukebox smiled proudly: "Zhaixiu is Qilang's serious sect, and other means are just auxiliary."

Hong Ying was angry: "What does it mean to be a serious Taoist sect? Qilang opened two businesses, which one is not serious?"

What's so rare about this piece of foreign money? I also have a piece of it. I'll give my piece to Qilang! "

The record player smiled disdainfully: "What's the point of giving it to you? Does anyone else acknowledge the debt?"

The more Hong Ying thought about it, the angrier she became. Miss Ninth advised her: "Sister Yingying, why don't you give me the silver dollar? I will be the leader of the traveling cultivators and I will admit it!"

"Bah!" Hong Ying slapped Miss Jiu, "You deserve it!"

The record player looked at the three corpses and wondered why these three people were gathered together.

"My husband said he arrived at Sui Wasteland. Is it possible that the exit has opened again?"

After packing everything, Li Banfeng walked out of the inn. The salesman waited by looking at the truck. After checking to make sure there was no one around, the salesman used the lock repair technique.

Li Banfeng didn't see any special moves by the salesman, and the salesman also made it clear: "The lock repair technique is very subtle."

The technique is concealed, but the effect may not be concealed.

In the blink of an eye, the entire inn disappeared, leaving only a piece of barren land with no grass growing on it.

Li Banfeng asked: "Is that exit without boundaries still here?"

The salesman nodded and said, "It's still here, but the lock I put on is not that easy to open."

Li Banfeng asked again: "What if someone takes the key that can unlock the door?"

The salesman looked at Li Banfeng and said, "So, never let others get the key.

Li Banfeng nodded: "When will the person you mentioned who can help them get their blood back come?"

The salesman took an alarm clock from the truck and looked at it: "I estimate that we will arrive tomorrow. There has been no Ditou God in Suihuang. Because I was worried that the Ditou God would surrender to Neizhou, so I found someone who would not surrender."

After saying that, the salesman pushed the truck to leave.

Li Banfeng asked: "If one day, the Suihuang Plain is really going to become a land of swordsmen and ghosts, how should we explain it to others?"

The salesman turned around and said, "No need to explain, just blame it on me."

He pushed the truck, shook the rattle, and wanted to sell, but coughed twice and seemed unable to shout.

In Tufang Kingdom, Wuxian City, Shan Chengjun stumbled into the mansion with his body covered with bruises.

There were more than a dozen people behind him, all of whom were seriously injured.

Shan Chengjun was half lying on the chair, scanning everyone one by one, and suddenly laughed: "Chief, Grandmaster,

And Patriarch, don’t you feel cold with such a big name? I feel so embarrassed when I take you guys out to fight with this bunch of losers. You will die, you will be injured, and the battle is not won yet. "

A man, dressed in white, came to the mansion and said to Shan Chengjun: "The Holy One asked me to inquire about the results of the battle."

Everyone saluted, but Shan Chengjun lay on his chair and did not move: "Please tell me, Your Majesty, that this battle has failed. We are seriously injured. We will wait to see you another day."

At dusk, Li Banfeng was eating in a tavern by the city wall. Old Liu Tou picked up the food but couldn't eat it, and picked up the wine but couldn't drink it.

"Let's go!" Old Liu Tou urged, "Why do you still have the heart to eat here after such a big event?"

"How can you cure hunger if you don't eat?" Li Banfeng was chewing on a chicken leg when he suddenly heard someone starting a fight at the city gate.

"Who set the rules for you? Why do you have to charge money to enter the city?"

Upon hearing this sound, Li Banfeng was happy, and so was Jiu Gourd.

The men guarding the city gate were very angry: "This is the rule in Huangtu Town. The money to enter the city is for the Suihuang cavalry. This is the life money of the cavalry."

Li Banfeng looked at the city gate guards and said to Lao Liu: "Such a big incident happened yesterday, which almost scared them out of their wits. Just one day ago, they went to the city gate to collect money again. , look at this person’s courage.”

Lao Liu disagreed with Li Banfeng's view: "If you have money, you must be brave. What are you talking about?"

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "I'm here to watch the excitement."

At the city gate, the person arguing with the gatekeeper was an old man.

The old man was dressed in tattered clothes and a shabby hat full of holes. His cheeks were red.

A rosacea nose is redder than the cheeks.

"What about selling your life for money?" The old man gave them a slap in the face, "Who did you sell your life to? Are you worthy of it?"

Several gatekeepers were furious, grabbed the old man and said, "Are you here to seek death?"

The old man burped, and a strong smell of alcohol spread. The gatekeepers were dizzy, couldn't stand upright, and all fell to the ground.

Suihuang Iron Cavalry, who was patrolling the streets, heard that someone was in trouble at the city gate, so he quickly ran over to check. When he arrived at the city gate,

A cloud of wine mist hit them, and the cavalrymen couldn't sit still, and fell from their horses to the ground.

"If you can't even hold a drink, why are you called a cavalryman?" The old man grabbed a cavalryman, "How will you fight in the future?"

The cavalry looked at the old man and gritted his teeth and said, "If you have the guts, don't run!"

The old man smiled and said, "I won't run. You run two laps for me first."

Lip!

The old man lit a match.

The fallen cavalrymen, their bodies were on fire, screaming and running wildly in the wilderness.

"Run faster!" The old man smiled, "I have a strong medicine, let's see if your illness can be cured!"

PS: He finally woke up.