Chapter 408 Do You Recognize This Sword? (This Chapter Is High Energy)

Li Banfeng walked around his own land and saw that Zhang Wanlong had built a village. The land was three miles in radius, with crops and farmhouses in rows.

It was reasonable to grow so many crops, but what was the point of building so many farmhouses? Aren't there only two people living here, him and Genzi?

Li Banfeng entered the plot and walked on the country road. He saw many farmers working in the fields and talking on the roadside.

A man was chopping wood in his yard, and a woman, who seemed to be his wife, was washing rice next to him.

Li Banfeng opened his skill of Baiwei Linglong and smelled the smell at the gate of the yard.

The couple exuded a spicy and sweet smell, a pair of radishes.

An old man came towards them, driving a bullock cart full of potatoes, exuding the unique fishy smell of soil.

They passed each other, and the old man smiled at Li Banfeng. He and his bullock smelled exactly the same as potatoes.

There were several women washing clothes with mallets by the river. Some were wiping sweat, some were chatting, and some were playing. Ordinary people could not tell that these women were all zucchini.

There was a young man in the field, carrying seven buckets and holding a spoon, busy.

What kind of crop has this become?

Li Banfeng did not dare to hear more. He immediately turned off the skill of Baiwei Linglong and walked up.

"Genzi."

Seeing Li Banfeng, little Genzi was surprised: "Seventh Master, when did you come!"

"I just came and took a look around. You have two more buckets on you. Is this a promotion?" In the past, Genzi usually carried five buckets on his back.

Genzi nodded and said, "Seventh Master, I have reached the third level of cultivation."

"Good job!" Li Banfeng praised and gave Genzi two Xuanchidan. He looked at the busy farmers in the farmland and asked, "Are these all grown by Zhang Wanlong?"

Genzi nodded: "Brother Zhang is very capable. I learned a lot of skills from him."

"Why did you build so many houses?"

"Brother Zhang said that what he grew was a person, and he had to live like a person!"

Li Banfeng smiled. It was probably Zhang Wanlong's defense method. If someone invaded this village, it would be difficult to distinguish the true identity of these villagers, and they would definitely suffer in this matter.

After chatting with Genzi for a few words, Li Banfeng was about to leave, and suddenly turned around and said, "Genzi, where did the bucket on you come from?"

The bucket on his body is not available everywhere. In Li Banfeng's impression, it can only be found at the peddler.

Genzi answered truthfully: "I bought it from the peddler. He just came here two days ago."

Has the peddler been here?

Li Banfeng was startled: "He comes here to do business?"

Genzi nodded and said: "The peddler said he comes here often, and he is friends with the local god here."

Li Banfeng shuddered.

The peddler is friends with the mountain master?

Does he know that the mountain master is gone?

"Did the peddler ask about other things?"

Genzi thought for a while and said: "He didn't ask much about my affairs. He gave me some medicine, saying it was to kill insects, and asked me to pass it to Brother Zhang."

"He knew Zhang Wanlong was here? Why didn't he give it to Zhang Wanlong himself?"

Genzi said: "The day before the peddler came, Brother Zhang hid somewhere. He didn't seem to want to see the peddler.

When he saw the powder given by the peddler, Brother Zhang was in a good mood and said that he didn't need to hide from the peddler anymore."

Li Banfeng recognized this powder, which was in Haichiling. The peddler once gave this powder to the villagers to get rid of insects.

It seems that the peddler has a positive attitude towards what Zhang Wanlong did.

Genzi asked, "Seventh Master, do you want to find Brother Zhang? I'll take you there. He should be at home making seeds at this time."

Li Banfeng arrived at Zhang Wanlong's residence, chatted for a few words, and bought two more bags of seeds from him.

Leaving Zhang Wanlong's plot, Li Banfeng went all the way to Bei Wushuang's territory. He first went to the cave and found Tianquan Huantu.

Sui Shenju would take things he liked, and Li Banfeng hoped that he would take more and build a few more stations.

After staying in the cave for a while, gloves came out of Li Banfeng's pocket: "Boss, our old man should have taken action, but he can't take too much this time."

"What? He feels ashamed?"

Gloves shook his finger and said, "What is there to be ashamed of? That old thing is not a shameless person. The key is that there is not much Huantu here."

"Who said there is not much, isn't it everywhere?" Li Banfeng grabbed a handful of the wall of the cave and directly grabbed a hole.

The surrounding soil looked intact, but in fact, there was only a thin layer on the surface, and the inside was hollowed out.

Gloves said to Li Banfeng: "Boss, you have seen it too. Our old man was very steady when he took action. He almost stole everything, but you couldn't see it on the surface."

Bei Wushuang is gone, who are you hiding it from?

Li Banfeng took a bag and collected all the soil on the surface. Even if it was not enough to build a station, he would take it back and eat it, so that he could love his wife well in the future.

After collecting the soil on the surface, the whole cave expanded several meters around. There was no soil around, only blue-black rocks, which were scraped clean.

Back to Suishenju, Li Banfeng asked directly: "How much did you take this time?"

Suishenju snorted coldly: "I didn't take anything."

As soon as the voice fell, some soil leaked out of the third room.

Gloves snorted coldly: "The old man is so noble."

Li Banfeng opened the third room and took a look: "Is this soil enough to build a station?"

Sui Shen Ju roughly calculated: "It's barely enough. Where do you want to build the station?"

Li Banfeng wants to build the station on Qiu Luoye's territory, not only to take care of this land reclamation operation, but also to prepare for future things.

He opened up a large number of plots in Qiu Luoye's territory. He is the landlord, and these plots belong to him. In addition to Li Banfeng's own plot, Qiu Luoye's territory has become one of Li Banfeng's most important foundations.

Now we have to consider where to build the station.

This place must be absolutely hidden. Even if Li Banfeng is not there, ordinary people cannot easily approach it.

Sui Shen Ju gave a hint: "Bei Wushuang's residence is very special. You can go and take a look and learn his construction methods."

Bei Wushuang has been dead for so long, Pan Dehai must be gone.

Li Banfeng came to the sand pit in the desert and saw that Bei Wushuang's remains had disappeared, and the several sand eyes that had appeared in the sand pit before had also disappeared.

Such a residence is indeed hidden and very suitable for building a station.

But the question is how can he enter Bei Wushuang's residence?

According to the battle between Bei Wushuang, Gao Shuxia and Baimuyu at that time, Bei Wushuang used footsteps and howling to form a piece of music, and then opened the entrance of the residence.

Li Banfeng obviously did not have this ability. He returned to Suishenju and said: "If I want to enter his residence, I need my wife to help me."

Suishenju did not agree: "I said before that this kind of thing will not happen again."

The record player said beside: "My husband, I will teach you some methods. You go and try to see if it works?" Li Banfeng shook his head: "Bei Wushuang has the cultivation of Yunshang. The skills I have learned now will definitely not open his door. If my wife does not go, our trip will be in vain."

Suishenju hesitated again and again, but still agreed to Li Banfeng's request, but the rules did not change. The record player could not take the combat power out.

Li Banfeng came to the sand pit with the record player. My wife turned the horn and observed around.

Woo~

A low hum sounded, and the yellow sand on the ground shook slightly. My wife analyzed the underground structure through the feedback of the yellow sand.

Dongdong~

The drums started beating, and she was imitating Bei Wushuang's footsteps.

Ta-la-ba-ba~

The suona sounded, and the lady was imitating Bei Wushuang's shouts.

After a piece of music, the quicksand on the ground spun rapidly, and a sand hole slowly reappeared.

"Strange," the record player murmured, "It shouldn't be so easy, how come Bei Wushuang's technique is so familiar?"

Li Banfeng was surprised, "Isn't Bei Wushuang a voice cultivator? Aren't the techniques of voice cultivators the same? Hasn't the lady always been familiar with the techniques of voice cultivators?"

"My husband, there are some special things about the Taoism of voice cultivators. Everyone has a different voice, and there will be changes in the techniques. I am too familiar with Bei Wushuang's techniques, but I really can't remember knowing this person before."

Bei Wushuang is dead, and even his body was not brought back, so it is difficult to verify this matter.

"Let's go into his house and see if we can find some clues," Li Banfeng looked at the sand hole and said, "Is this the entrance?"

The wife warned, "Husband, be careful. There are dozens of entrances in his sand pit, most of which lead to traps.

The one I opened should lead to his residence, but his residence is strange, and it is hard to say what arrangements will be made in the hall."

Li Banfeng tightened his guard and held his wife into the sand hole. A piece of fine sand rushed in his face, almost pouring into his ears and mouth.

Li Banfeng used the skill of breaking the path to drive the fine sand back, and followed the sand hole all the way to the hall.

The hall was pitch black. Li Banfeng struck a match and roughly saw the layout of the place.

The length and width were about ten meters, and the ceiling was less than two meters high. It was a fairly spacious but somewhat depressing hall.

Wuhum~

The wife groaned again.

A door appeared on each of the surrounding walls.

The record player was more and more surprised: "My husband, I don't know who Bei Wushuang learned from. His technique is really too similar to my little slave's."

"Don't be ridiculous. How can his camel cry be similar to my wife's?" Li Banfeng looked around and said, "Where do these four doors lead to?"

"Each of the four doors leads to a room. It's okay for my husband to open the door and take a look, but be careful of the traps."

Li Banfeng opened the nearest door first. Behind the door was a small house with a whole room of gold bars and some silver dollars scattered inside.

"Vulgar!" Li Banfeng sneered and moved all the things in the room into Suishenju.

Opening the second door, the room was very spacious. This was Bei Wushuang's bedroom. There was a very large bed. The light yellow bed curtains and bed curtains felt very delicate. The bed curtains were painted in a complicated way, as if recording the story of a camel caravan traveling far away for business.

Li Banfeng didn't look closely at the bed curtains. He tried the touch of the bed.

This bed is so soft!

Li Banfeng put the record player on the bed: "My wife, is it comfortable to sleep on this?"

The record player snorted and said: "Are you mocking me, my husband?"

"I want to move this bed back and put my wife on it."

The record player sneered. Li Banfeng was not joking. He really lifted the bed.

The bed was too big and could not fit into the room. Seeing that Li Banfeng was serious, the record player quickly took out the tools and dismantled the bed in a few seconds. Li Banfeng assembled the parts and sent them back to the room together with the bed curtains and bed curtains.

Pushing open the third door, there was an empty room behind the door. Li Banfeng was about to walk in when he suddenly felt that danger was coming.

He did not enter this room.

If I guessed correctly, this room should be where Bei Wushuang hid the contract book, and there should be many traps inside.

Behind the fourth door, there are many musical instruments, including huqin, pipa, guzheng, yangqin, suona, gongs and drums... and a sword.

It looks a bit out of place to put a sword among a bunch of musical instruments.

Thinking about Bei Wushuang's face, a camel doesn't seem to be suitable for a flexible weapon like a sword.

The lady in his arms suddenly shivered.

She knew why Bei Wushuang's skills were similar to hers, because there were many skills that Bei Wushuang learned from here!

Seeing the lady shivering in his arms, Li Banfeng asked, "Madam, what's wrong?"

"Husband~ I like all the things in this room."

The lady likes musical instruments, which Li Banfeng ignored. If he had known, he would have bought more for her.

He entered the room and found that there were indeed no traps. He moved all the musical instruments back to the room.

The wife said again: "My husband, I like that sword very much, too."

The wife likes the sword?

As a record player, isn't it a bit difficult to dance with the sword?

If the wife likes it, just take it back. Li Banfeng took the sword back to Suishenju.

There was also a large wooden cabinet in the room. Li Banfeng opened it and smiled.

There were deeds in the cabinet.

It was not the deeds of the local gods, but the deeds of the monsters in the land. The whole cabinet was full of deeds.

Li Banfeng packed up the deeds and took them back to Suishenju. All these monsters belonged to him!

After moving the cabinet back to Suishenju, Li Banfeng asked, "Have you seen his residence clearly?"

Suishenju said, "You haven't walked through his house yet, but other places may be difficult to walk through."

Juke said, "It's difficult to walk through. There are traps in many places."

Suishenju said to the juke, "Forget it. You have learned the construction method almost. Even if I have missed something, you should have learned it. Take your man out first."

Juke played a piece of music again, and a sand hole appeared on the ceiling of the hall.

Li Banfeng jumped into the sand hole. It was more difficult to walk up than down, but it was nothing for Lu Xiu's footsteps.

After getting out of the sand hole, Li Banfeng sent his wife back to Suishenju, took out a stack of deeds from the cabinet, took a group of magic weapons, and went to find the strange monsters in Bei Wushuang's territory.

As soon as Li Banfeng left, the record player pulled out the long sword and pointed it at Hong Ying's forehead: "Bitch, do you still recognize this sword?"

There was dried blood on the blade, and you could vaguely smell some fishy smell.

Hong Ying smiled: "Yes, this is my sword, the one I used to kill you!"

"Bitch!" The record player's voice was a little trembling, "I'll chop off your head now!"

"Come on," Hong Ying stretched out the gun head, "Chop me, and we'll be even now!"