Chapter 105

Selling goods, naturally, cannot be done through the Song family. Ma Wu has his own channels.

Li Banfeng followed Ma Wu to the village entrance. The sky was already dark, the steam road roller had already been extinguished, and several workers were preparing to get off work.

A worker saw Ma Wu and, taking advantage of others not paying attention, walked over quietly.

"Fifth Young Master, are you looking for me?" This worker's name was Qin Haichuan; Ma Wu called him Xiao Chuan.

Ma Wu nodded, took out a locked wooden box from his bosom, and handed it to Xiao Chuan: "Hand this thing to the shopkeeper of Yufangzhai. If the matter is done, I'll reward you with twenty thousand."

Li Banfeng whispered on the side: "Don't wait for the matter to be done; give ten thousand as a deposit first. I've already prepared it."

Upon hearing this, Ma Wu looked happy, took the ten thousand yuan, and gave it to Xiao Chuan.

Xiao Chuan thanked him repeatedly and, taking advantage of no one noticing, took the box and hurriedly left the village.

On the way back, Ma Wu was very grateful to Li Banfeng: "Just now I also wanted to give Xiao Chuan some deposit, but unfortunately, my pockets were empty."

Li Banfeng took out another twenty thousand in cash and stuffed it into Ma Wu's hand: "Take this money and go cultivate."

Ma Wu pushed it back to Li Banfeng: "How can this be? I take your salary and ate your elixir; I can't spend your money anymore."

"It's not a gift; it's a loan. Write me an IOU tomorrow. After making money, we'll split the account. If you have no money, how will you find girls?"

Ma Wu accepted the money, his expression slightly excited, and whispered: "Then I won't go back tonight."

Li Banfeng nodded: "Be careful of the Song family, and also be careful of your own family."

Ma Wu said: "After the pearls are sold, after deducting the middleman's cut, we can earn around two million. Brother Li, what are your plans?"

"What plans? Keep earning! How much money is this?"

Ma Wu nodded: "We still have to prepare the supplies for the next business in advance."

"Other things are easy to say, you figure out the stinky fish yourself," Li Banfeng turned his head and glanced at the village entrance, asking, "Is that person driving the road roller reliable?"

Ma Wu nodded: "Reliable. This road was built by my family; Xiao Chuan is very familiar with me."

Li Banfeng asked again: "Can you lend me the road roller to drive?"

Ma Wu blinked: "Brother Li, this is a bit..."

"What's wrong with driving it? It won't break."

Ma Wu didn't know if Li Banfeng was joking, so he promised first: "Okay, I'll talk to them another day."

Walking to a fork in the road, Ma Wu pointed to the small road to the east: "Brother Li, ahead is Jiqing Troupe. The place is a bit poor, but there are also a few good girls. Why don't we go together?"

Li Banfeng raised his eyebrows: "I'm not a Joy Cultivator; why should I go with you?"

Ma Wu pursed his lips: "It doesn't necessarily have to be a Joy Cultivator to go."

Li Banfeng asked again: "I'm a traveling cultivator; can I run around with a girl?"

Ma Wu pondered for a long time: "That can't..."

"If I can't run around, I can't cultivate. Since I can't cultivate, what's the use of having a girl?"

Li Banfeng turned and left.

Ma Wu trembled in the wind.

This matter seemed to have lost its fun.

He was right; this was all for cultivation.

……

Lu family mansion, Lu Dongliang's face was livid, looking at Zhuo Yuling.

"After searching in Medicine King Valley for so many days, where is Li Banfeng?

Xiaolan keeps saying the copper lotus flower is in Li Banfeng's hands, and the whole Medicine King Valley has almost been turned upside down. Has anyone seen this Li Banfeng?"

Zhuo Yuling lowered her head slightly, her tone peaceful: "I heard Xiaolan say that Li Banfeng is very scheming; maybe he is hiding too deep. Let's look for two more days..."

"Scheming? He has schemes now? Didn't you say he was cheaper than a cockroach? Now you tell me about schemes?"

Zhuo Yuling bit her lip gently, and tears flowed down: "Old Master, our mother and daughter are not favored by you. Whatever we say, you don't think it's true."

Lu Dongliang put on the yellow woolen overcoat specially customized in England and left as soon as he stood up.

Wearing this piece of clothing meant he was going to negotiate with big shots.

The pressure from the He family was getting greater and greater.

The matter of the 1160 train derailment was still waiting for an explanation from the outer states.

Profound Life Red Lotus had no news. Lu Dongliang offended the He family but gained nothing. Now he truly regretted believing Zhuo Yuling and Lu Xiaolan.

"Talking about serious matters with her, and she's wiping tears here!"

The more Zhuo Yuling acted this way, the more annoyed Lu Dongliang felt.

Lu Dongliang left, and Zhuo Yuling frowned.

Dabo Ensi hadn't found news of Li Banfeng yet.

If this continues, Xiaolan will be in danger.

Zhuo Yuling went to look at Lu Xiaolan's residence.

According to Lu Dongliang's instructions, no one was allowed to visit Lu Xiaolan.

But the chief guard (head of guards) Zuo Wugang, who was responsible for guarding the door, did not stop her.

Zuo Wugang was not a serious person. The Old Master was away, and Zhuo Yuling was Lu Xiaolan's biological mother. He opened one eye and closed the other, and it passed.

Zhuo Yuling walked to Lu Xiaolan's side and saw several scars on Lu Xiaolan's wrists, and her face changed immediately: "Xiaolan, what are you doing?"

Lu Xiaolan looked stunned: "Mom, I didn't do anything..."

Zhuo Yuling's body trembled somewhat.

This child actually committed suicide.

……

Late at night, Lu Dongliang returned to the mansion. He didn't want to sleep in the main bedroom. Today's negotiation was very unsuccessful. He didn't want to listen to the main wife nagging, nor did he want to listen to Zhuo Yuling complaining.

He wanted to find a room to rest for the night, but when he pushed the door open, he found Xiao Yeci reading under the lamp.

Seeing Lu Dongliang come in, Xiao Yeci hurriedly stood up and bowed: "Old Master, you are here."

She was trying her best to restrain her speaking habits.

Lu Dongliang forgot that Xiao Yeci lived in this guest room. He wanted to leave immediately, but after looking at Xiao Yeci carefully, he pulled up a chair and sat down.

Xiao Yeci's heart immediately hung in her throat.

Lu Dongliang frowned slightly: "You said thirteen years ago, I spent a night with you at Ye Songqiao?"

This question was asked very directly.

Xiao Yeci's face turned red at the time: "Old Master, you, I suppose you don't remember..."

"I really don't remember." Lu Dongliang answered very honestly. He was not a very meticulous person. He had always been unable to remember two things in his life: one was the women he had slept with, and the other was the money he had spent. Whether it was women or money, there were too many for him.

The two were silent for a long time. Lu Dongliang suddenly asked: "How old are you this year? Are you twenty-five?"

"Yes, yes..." Xiao Yeci accidentally exposed her verbal tic again. She coughed lightly and adjusted her tone: "I am thirty-two years old this year."

"Thirty-two," Lu Dongliang sneered, "My eyes aren't blind. Your clothes are a bit old-fashioned, and your makeup is also old-fashioned, but I can tell you are at most twenty-four or twenty-five.

I saw that child Chunying; she looks like me. That is indeed my seed, but she is already twelve this year. How could she be born by you?

How old were you the year she was born? I, Lu Dongliang, am not that kind of person; it's impossible for me to lay a hand on a half-grown girl."

"Old Master, I really am thirty-two. Old Master, I didn't lie to you; you really don't remember me."

"Fine, I believe you. Since you came to rely on me, I'll make you a ninth concubine. In a few days, I'll set up a few tables, handle the matter, and give you a name."

"Thank you, Old Master." Xiao Yeci hurriedly bowed.

"Since you are my person, I'll sleep here tonight." After speaking, Lu Dongliang took off that yellow woolen overcoat.

Xiao Yeci's face turned red like a persimmon. She knew this was a matter of time. She couldn't, and shouldn't, refuse, but while thinking of agreeing, another set of rhetoric came out of her mouth: "I'm not feeling well today. In a few days, I'll serve the Old Master."

"Humph humph~" Lu Dongliang laughed out loud, "Good, then in a few days."

He carried his clothes and left.

Not to mention Xiao Yeci wasn't willing, even if she were, Lu Dongliang couldn't stay the night.

This woman was not Lu Chunying's mother.

Lu Dongliang didn't know what purpose she had for coming to the Lu family.

However, Lu Chunying was quite liked by Lu Dongliang.

After the matter was investigated clearly, this woman who called herself Xiao Yeci should also disappear.

Lu Dongliang went downstairs.

Zhuo Yuling climbed onto the roof along the wall.

This was her unique skill. Her voice was extremely light; even a ninth-level traveling cultivator like Lu Dongliang couldn't perceive it.

But she knew she was no match for Lu Dongliang. She was only a fifth-level martial cultivator; Lu Dongliang could take her life by blinking.

She hung upside down on the roof, silently watching Lu Dongliang's back, her eyes full of resentment.

She had a worm the size of a thumb in her mouth, a dark green, oily worm.

Every bit of malice emanating from her was swallowed clean by this worm.

……

Li Banfeng and Ma Wu went to the New Land several more times, earning over seven million in two months. Added to the previous savings, Li Banfeng was getting closer and closer to twenty million.

But this money wasn't just Li Banfeng's; he intended to split half with Ma Wu.

And having money wasn't enough; to buy a road permit, you need connections.

Li Banfeng asked Ma Wu, and Ma Wu sighed: "If this were a few months ago, getting a road permit to the outer states really wouldn't be a difficult task for me.

No need for twenty million; treat someone to a meal at Dongzhuang Restaurant during the day, treat them to a drink at Baile Sect at night, call a few good girls, add some silver dollars, and this matter could almost be done. But now, saying all this is useless.

Now, even if I took out twenty million, those people wouldn't come to see me."

Li Banfeng didn't understand: "They won't see you even if you give money? It seems like you didn't give enough."

"This isn't a matter of money; this is status. My status is not the same as those people now, and they don't bother to earn my money."

"Money can be earned back; can't status be earned back the same way?" Li Banfeng took out another ten thousand in cash and gave it to Ma Wu: "Hurry up and cultivate. If I remember the date correctly, after today, you can pass the first level."

Ma Wu nodded: "This all depends on you..."

Li Banfeng shook his head repeatedly: "It doesn't depend on me; you rely on the girls of Jiqing Troupe. You still have to rely on them in the future."

Ma Wu was about to go cultivate when he suddenly remembered that the glue mud collected last night hadn't been sold yet.

If there are goods, they must be sold; try not to keep things at home. This is Ma Wu's means of guarding against the Song family.

Glue mud is a unique alien species in the New Land. The reason it is called an alien species is that there is no way to explain the existence of this thing.

You can say it is clay, or you can say it is a living thing.

Ma Wu went to the New Land alone yesterday and found this mass of glue mud in the mud swamp, bringing it back in an iron can.

Li Banfeng looked at this mud with a strange smell and frowned: "What is the use of this thing?"

"Brother Li doesn't know; this thing has great use." Ma Wu explained the characteristics of glue mud seriously.

It looks like a mass of clay, and in the New Land, it is just a mass of peaceful clay.

But if you take it out of the New Land, this mass of clay will change.

It will grow, as if it has life. Put a small mass of glue mud on the road, and soon the road surface of several square meters will become a glue surface with extremely strong stickiness.

The most peculiar thing is that the road surface that has become a glue surface still looks like the road surface; the appearance cannot see any change.

This kind of glue surface can stick to shoe soles, socks, and flesh, but it cannot stick to metal, nor can it grow on metal, so it must be stored in a metal can.

"Brother Li, glue mud is one of the best materials for setting traps. People who step on glue mud will have their shoes stuck; if they take off their shoes, their socks will stick; if they take off their socks, their soles will stick. Even if they cut off their feet, they can't get away. As long as they touch the road surface, they can't escape.

If you want to crack a glue mud trap, unless your path is special and your cultivation is high enough, or you have special magic treasures, you can only wear iron shoes. But think about it, how many people would wear iron shoes when going out for no reason?

Don't look at it as just this small can; this little glue mud can sell for one million."

Li Banfeng looked at this can of glue mud, deeply surprised: "If this thing falls on the ground, this piece of ground will become a glue surface forever?"

"Not forever. In the absence of rain, after a day and a night, the spread glue mud will air-dry. Once it air-dries, the glue surface will disappear, so it must be sealed in an iron can."

A day and a night?

That's enough.

Li Banfeng took the iron can and said: "I'll leave the selling of the goods to you; you hurry up and cultivate."

"This is my errand; how can I let you go?" Ma Wu was a bit embarrassed, but from his expression, his heart had long flown to Jiqing Troupe.

Li Banfeng took the glue mud and said: "Don't worry, I'm also familiar with the brother driving the road roller; there won't be any trouble."

"Brother Li, Xiao Chuan is a coward; don't scare him."

Li Banfeng nodded: "Don't worry, I definitely won't snatch his road roller!"

Ma Wu thanked him repeatedly and flew toward Jiqing Troupe.

Li Banfeng felt that this glue mud really had great use. He kept a part for himself and took the rest to the village entrance.

Xiao Chuan, who was driving the road roller, saw Li Banfeng and walked over quietly, asking softly: "Where is Fifth Young Master?"

"He has something to do and can't come today. You take this iron can to Yufangzhai; you understand the rest of the matter."

Xiao Chuan nodded, and Li Banfeng gave him twenty silver dollars.

Xiao Chuan was stunned for a moment and whispered: "Master, no need to give so much."

"You take it first. Also, let me try the road roller."

"Master, this really won't do."

"What won't do? Hurry up and add coal."

"Master, you can't do this!"

……

The road roller wasn't driven; Xiao Chuan wouldn't let him no matter what.

Li Banfeng returned to the wooden hut to study the characteristics of the glue mud, and in the blink of an eye, over five hours had passed.

Ma Wu, covered in injuries, pushed the door and walked in. Before he could walk to the hall, he fell to the ground.

Li Banfeng stepped forward to help him up: "Brother Ma, what happened to you?"

Ma Wu laughed: "Brother Li, thanks to your care, the first level pass, passed."

Li Banfeng was surprised: "Aren't you a Joy Cultivator? Just do your job well; why were you beaten? Which girl's hand is so heavy?"

Ma Wu shook his head: "It wasn't a girl, it was men. Four people came, robbed all the money on me, and beat me into this state."

PS: Lu Xiaolan didn't commit suicide; there is another reason.

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