Lord of Puluo

Li Banfeng carried Mr. Yao into his home.

It was very dangerous to do so, and he might be exposed while traveling with him, but Li Banfeng did not hesitate.

He moved Honglian next to Yao Lao, and the record player exclaimed: "Msangong, what are you going to do?"

The red lotus does not eat raw, but Yao Lao has lost its vitality, and the red lotus still slightly unfolds its petals.

Li Banfeng glared angrily, and Honglian closed the petals again.

After leaving his home, Li Banfeng moved medicinal materials from Yao's house.

He doesn’t understand the properties of medicine, nor does he understand pharmacology. He doesn’t even recognize most of the medicinal materials.

When he saw the medicinal materials, he moved them, and when he saw the medicines, he also moved them. Whether pills or ointments, Li Banfeng moved them all into his portable home.

Honglian understood what Li Banfeng meant and said a few words to the record player.

Li Banfeng couldn't hear it, so the record player relayed: "My lord, Honglian can't wake him up. At most, he can stabilize his soul."

"That's okay too."

The red lotus unfolded its petals, selected a dozen types of medicines and medicinal materials, and put them into the lotus heart.

After a while, the petals opened, and Li Banfeng peeled off a lotus seed. The lotus seed exploded and turned into an almost transparent elixir.

Li Banfeng handed the elixir to his wife, who checked it and stuffed it into Yao Lao's mouth.

Yao Lao didn't react at all, and the record player sighed softly: "The soul is stable. When he can wake up depends on his luck."

Li Banfeng carried Mr. Yao back to the small courtyard and put Mr. Yao on the bed.

He arranged the things in the courtyard and house properly.

The body of Sangmenxing could not be wasted. Li Banfeng dragged it into his home. He thought he would leave some spiritual energy for his wife to eat, but the lady saw it and said: "General Yao has done a cruel trick. This guy's soul has been reduced to ashes. What the hell?" There’s nothing left.”

It doesn’t matter if there’s nothing left, it’s bad luck for my wife to eat this.

Other magic weapons were not willing to be eaten, and in the end they all took advantage of Honglian.

Yao Lao's family also has many magic weapons. The three-pointed two-edged sword and the four-sided flag are all good things from the cloud level. Jiu Gourd greeted them one by one, but these magic weapons did not respond.

These magic weapons have always been with Mr. Yao, and they don't want to follow Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng had no intention of taking them away, and Mr. Yao also needed someone to take care of him.

The collapsed wall must be repaired quickly. Mr. Yao cannot be exposed to the sun and rain. He can do this work with Qiu Zhiheng.

But the question is, besides these magic weapons, who else can protect Mr. Yao?

What should we do if another local god comes to seize the land and dig up Yao Lao's deed?

At dawn, Qiu Zhiheng went up the mountain and saw Li Banfeng packing bricks and stones, and hurried up to ask about the situation.

Li Banfeng said: "The Sangmen Star is dead and the Sangmen Formation is broken."

Qiu Zhiheng was overjoyed for a while, but when he saw Yao Lao's condition, the joy on his face solidified.

"What is this, Mr. Yao?"

"The injury was too serious and he fell asleep."

"he……"

Li Banfeng knew what Qiu Zhiheng was going to ask: "Mr. Yao himself doesn't know whether he can wake up."

Qiu Zhiheng sat next to Mr. Yao, his face full of confusion. He didn't know how to deal with this situation.

Li Banfeng asked: "Do you still recognize the local gods in other realms? If you can trust them, you can ask them to help take care of Yaowanggou."

Qiu Zhiheng thought for a long time, shook his head and said, "I know some local gods, but none of them can be trusted."

It was late autumn and the morning breeze was very cold.

Li Banfeng sighed and said, "Let's build the wall first."

He has three candidates in mind who can help Mr. Yao take care of the territory, but which one is suitable still needs to be considered.

To take care of Yaowanggou, you must find someone who is at the level of the Ditou God, and it cannot be a mediocre Ditou God.

Meng Yuchun was inexperienced and couldn't even manage her own territory. She also had to take care of Li Banfeng's territory, so it was obviously inappropriate for her to find her.

The first choice for a suitable character is Shui Yongquan. This is the earth god that Li Banfeng is most familiar with. His realm is not close to here, but it is not too far either. With the earth god's methods, he can walk back and forth without any problems, and there should be no problem. big.

Although Shui Yongquan is the head god of the new land, he is mature and experienced and can support Mr. Yao for several years.

Of course, this matter cannot be left to Shui Yongquan in vain. During the days when Yao Lao was sleeping, part of Yao Wanggou's popularity was used to maintain Yao Lao's cultivation, and the rest was left to Shui Yongquan as a reward.

The plan is reasonable, but the problem is that the benefits of Zhengdi Ditou Shen are too great and the temptation is too great.

What should Lao Shui do if he has been the local god for a while and refuses to leave?

Although Shui Yongquan was a man of his word, Li Banfeng didn't dare to gamble on this matter. Even if a deed was signed, Shui Yongquan's wisdom would probably find a loophole.

Option two, look for autumn leaves.

Compared with Shui Yongquan, Qiu Luoye's ability is slightly lower, but he is also less scheming. As long as the contract is written clearly, the chance of Qiu Luoye cheating is low.

But Qiu Luoye acted recklessly, which might lead to trouble. Others said it was okay, Yaowanggou was near Green Water Bay, and if Qiu Luoye provoked Green Water Beggar, things would be in trouble.

The third choice is Feng Daiku.

Ma Wu has a good relationship with her, so asking her to take care of Wanggou is also an option.

This was the last choice because Li Banfeng didn't trust Feng Daiku. Not only did he not trust Feng Daiku, but he also had a bad relationship with her. It was because of her that Li Banfeng almost died in Tiexianhe.

Who else besides these three people?

Bitter mother-in-law?

Salesman?

Li Banfeng didn't know how to contact these big shots.

While he was thinking, Li Banfeng suddenly started shaking his legs.

Qiu Zhiheng was startled: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Li Banfeng shook his head: "Not really. I walked a lot yesterday and my legs hurt a little."

Qiu Zhiheng knew that Li Banfeng was a traveling cultivator. Seeing Li Banfeng's body shaking with his legs and his face dripping with sweat, Lu Dongliang had been in a similar situation before: "Are you going to be promoted?"

Promotion?

It's really possible!

Traveling cultivators were promoted very quickly in dangerous situations. Yaowanggou was hit by the Sangmen Formation, which is a very dangerous place. Li Banfeng followed the train and traveled almost all over Yaowanggou. In addition, during this period of time, he was traveling here and there. He is not idle and has been secretly taking pills. It is indeed time for him to be promoted.

Qiu Zhiheng supported Li Banfeng and said, "Come home with me and rest."

Li Banfeng shook his head: "Find a way to build the wall first."

"Leave this to me."

"Don't let others know where Mr. Yao lives."

"Don't worry, I bought a spiritual artifact from a craftsman last month, which is enough."

Qiu Zhiheng also wanted to take Li Banfeng down the mountain. Li Banfeng said: "I have to stay here and guard Mr. Yao's home. Don't worry about me. Promotion is not a big deal. I can just rest here."

Qiu Zhiheng couldn't persuade Li Banfeng and hurried down the mountain.

This promotion came so violently that Li Banfeng really couldn't bear it. After running around the house dozens of times, Li Banfeng returned to his home.

Seeing Li Banfeng's pale face, the record player asked: "My dear husband, what's wrong with you?"

"I must be too tired these two days."

"Come and rest on the bed."

Li Banfeng lay on the bed, a ball of steam clinging tightly to his side.

Li Banfeng glanced at Hong Ying secretly, thinking about how to ask about the seventh-level skills.

…

Jiang Xiangbang, Yaowang Hall, Hall Master Luo Zhengnan was sitting on the deck chair on the rooftop, listening to the radio leisurely.

The weather was sunny today and Hall Master Luo was in a happy mood. He inserted the antenna into his head and felt it carefully.

The bad luck has dissipated, it has indeed dissipated.

Who broke the mourning gate array?

Monkey Qiu?

He doesn't have the ability.

The one pulling the cart?

The man was not in Yaowanggou, and I don’t know where he went.

It is estimated that this matter was done by the Earth God himself.

How did that old drunkard crack the Sangmen Formation?

After being a local god for so many years, he must have some tricks up his sleeve.

Through this matter, we might be able to get in touch with him.

Forget it, his status is too high, and establishing a relationship with him is of no use to me, and it might even cause a lot of trouble.

As long as Yaowanggou is peaceful, I can continue to live my peaceful life.

Luo Zhengnan was listening to the radio and was about to fall asleep. Sun Xingbing, the stick man, suddenly went up to the rooftop: "Report to the hall master!"

"Report for what?" Luo Zhengnan asked angrily.

"Han Jinwei is here."

Why is this birdman here again?

He wants to go to Huangtu Bridge again?

"please!"

Han Jinwei went up to the rooftop. As expected, he really wanted to go to Huangtu Bridge.

Luo Zhengnan persuaded patiently: "Hall Master Han, don't be anxious, wait a little longer,

There are some things that need to be dealt with in Yaowanggou recently. I will go with you when they are finished. "

Han Jinwei nodded and left the rooftop.

Luo Zhengnan did not deal with him. He really planned to go to Loess Bridge in a few days. If Han Jinwei really wanted to stay in Loess Bridge, let him stay.

Luo Zhengnan didn't care about the Huangtu Bridge area. Having a person like Han Jinwei by his side made Luo Zhengnan feel uneasy.

But Han Jinwei didn't think so.

He gritted his teeth and returned to the house, calling for the newly appointed helmsman, Nightmare Xiu Mo Jiansheng.

Mo Jiansheng was nearly sixty years old. He was submissive in front of Han Jinwei and did not even have the courage to raise his head and speak.

Han Jinwei said: "Pack your things, take the soul of the mourning monk, and set off tonight to follow me to other states."

Mo Jiansheng was stunned: "Going to another state? It's not easy to navigate the road."

"Do you still need to worry about Lu Yin?" Han Jinwei used to go to other states on errands. He had a Lu Yin to go to other states, and he could also bring a few people with him.

Mo Jiansheng was a little scared. He had never been to another state in his life: "It's such a big matter, so I'd better tell Hall Master Luo."

Han Jinwei frowned and said, "What are you telling him? Am I not the hall master?"

"Yes, but I have been following Hall Master Luo for so many years..."

"You were loyal to him. Don't come to me in the first place! After living so many years, you haven't even become a helmsman. If it weren't for my recommendation, you would still be a patrolman now! Are you shabby? "

Mo Jiansheng did not dare to speak.

"Go home and pack your things quickly!"

Mo Jiansheng returned home and packed his luggage.

His son Mo Linping asked: "Dad, where are you going?"

"Don't ask, you have been waiting for news from me at home for the past two days. After ten days of waiting, I still have no news. You go to our Hall Master Luo and tell him that something happened to our local god."

"Earth God?" Mo Linping exclaimed.

"Don't yell!" Mo Jiansheng glared at his son, "Except the hall master, you can't talk to anyone about this matter."

…

Han Jinwei took Mo Jiansheng and secretly boarded the train overnight.

The next day, Luo Zhengnan received news that Han Jinwei was missing.

He called Sun Xingbing, the stick man, and asked him to go to the station quickly and find an acquaintance to check Han Jinwei's whereabouts.

Sun Xingbing quickly found out the news: "Hall Master, Han Jinwei went to another state."

"Out of state?" Luo Zhengnan was stunned, "What is he doing out of state?"

Sun Xingbing didn't know about this: "I guess he went on a mission for the gang leader. In the past, the gang leader always asked him to go to other states."

"It can't be possible. There was no news at all before?" Luo Zhengnan frowned, feeling that something was going to happen again.

…

In Yuezhou, Xiao Zhenggong was taking a nap in the villa. The bodyguard came to report that Han Jinwei was here.

Xiao Zhenggong's face sank, not wanting to see him.

Xiao Zhenggong was very disgusted with Han Jinwei because of his poor performance in Tiemenbao.

After waiting for a while, he felt that there must be something urgent for Han Jinwei to come so far away. Xiao Zhenggong put on his clothes and went to the hall.

"looking for me?"

Han Jinwei looked around and Xiao Zhenggong asked the others to retreat.

"Gang leader, I received the news that something happened to the local god in Yaowanggou."

"Lord God? Old Yao? What happened?"

"He fought a fierce battle with Sangmen Xing. Sangmen Xing set up the Sangmen Formation in Yaowanggou. I guess this old guy can't hold on any longer."

Xiao Zhenggong was startled: "Is the news reliable?"

"It's reliable. There is a ghost of a mourning cultivator in the hands of Sangmenxing. He escaped while the two of them were fighting. This is what he saw with his own eyes. This ghost was captured by my helmsman, Mo Jiansheng."

"Where was that Mo Qian born?"

"Waiting right outside the door."

"Tell him to come in!"

Mo Jiansheng came to Xiao Zhenggong shivering with the souls of the deceased cultivators.

Xiao Zhenggong smiled slightly and said: "Master Mo, don't be afraid, tell me the whole story."

Mo Jiansheng did not dare to say anything more, so he released the soul of the deceased cultivator and asked him to tell Xiao Zhenggong directly.

The dead soul told the whole story, Xiao Zhenggong nodded and said: "Who else knows about this?"

Han Jinwei said: "Pilot Leader Mo only told me the matter."

Xiao Zhenggong looked at Mo Jiansheng: "You didn't tell Luo Zhengnan?"

Mo Jiansheng didn't know how to answer. Han Jinwei had already prepared it: "Hall Master Luo has been too close to Qiu Zhiheng recently. There are some things that I dare not let him know."

"Qiu Zhiheng, Monkey Qiu? What is his relationship with Luo Zhengnan?"

"It's hard to say." Han Jinwei looked at Xiao Zhenggong meaningfully.

Xiao Zhenggong nodded and said: "Well done, as long as the news didn't leak out. You two have made great contributions and should be rewarded. Come have a drink with me first."

Xiao Zhenggong went to the wine cabinet and took a bottle of champagne, and Han Jinwei had a smile on his face.

With this merit, it is inevitable that the official will be reinstated. If he wants to change to a better place in the future, the gang leader will definitely agree, and even the position of deputy gang leader will not be too far away.

Xiao Zhenggong shook the champagne, and with a bang, the stopper flew out and passed through Han Jinwei's head.

Han Jinwei was still standing on the ground, and Mo Jiansheng was stunned.

He wanted to run, but his feet were weak, but he couldn't take a step forward.

"Don't be afraid, drink." Xiao Zhenggong poured a glass of champagne and threw it to Mo Jiansheng.

The champagne glass was embedded in Mo Jiansheng's skull.

The soul of the mourning cultivator quickly disappeared. Xiao Zhenggong took out a copper coin and flicked it on the body of the deceased. The soul of the deceased disappeared in the blink of an eye.