Chapter 133

The peddler took down the feather duster and handed it to Li Banfeng: "If you want to buy this thing, I'll sell it to you for eight dollars."

Li Banfeng was stunned: "Eight dollars? So cheap?"

The peddler nodded: "It's just this cheap. Win or lose, we owe each other nothing. I am a person who values fair trade. You should know what kind of goods an eight-dollar thing is."

What does that mean?

The peddler made it clear: this is just an ordinary feather duster.

An eight-dollar feather duster can't have spirituality, so why did Li Banfeng hear the feather duster talking?

The peddler picked up the rattle-drum: "Although some magic treasures are good, all magic treasures have a cost."

*Ding-dang, ding-dang. *

The peddler went to greet other guests again.

Li Banfeng stood there in a daze with a pile of odds and ends. After Xiao Chuan and Xiao Genzi were safe and sound, everyone returned to Lanyang Village together.

Sitting in the bedroom, Li Banfeng took out the silk-threading earring and placed it on the table.

He used the technique of Insightful Spiritual Sound to listen carefully to the sound of the silk-threading earring.

She was crying, crying for many days.

The reason for crying was simple: she didn't make it to that meal with Lu Dongliang.

A magic treasure refined by a first-layer cultivator wouldn't have very high intelligence, but he didn't expect that after so many days, she was still brooding over Lu Dongliang's matter.

Was it the feather duster talking just now, or did I hear some other movement?

Li Banfeng stared at the silk-threading earring, and calls came to his ears again: "Pity me, pity me."

The price of the silk-threading earring is hearing some sounds that shouldn't be heard.

Li Banfeng brought the silk-threading earring back to Suishenju to let her calm down first.

He gave all the snow cream, rouge, powder, and pearl hairpins to the mistress, making the mistress smell fragrant, and even inserted the pearl hairpins beside the speakers.

The phonograph was full of tenderness and whispered softly: "Thank you, Husband, for your love. Xiao Nu knows Husband is good to me, but Xiao Nu has a word, I don't know if I should ask?"

"Mistress, please speak?"

"Husband, can these things be eaten as a meal?"

"Mistress, can you not always think about eating."

"Hey! If I can't even eat my fill, do I still have the heart to apply rouge and powder for you to see?"

At the entrance of Lanyang Village, a beggar covered in sores, holding a bowl, was begging along the way.

"Pity me, give me a bite to eat..."

The folk customs of Lanyang Village are so simple and honest, it's impossible to be too friendly to beggars, especially the image of this beggar, whose sores covered almost all his skin, and green pus was still bubbling out of the sores.

These pus also protected this beggar. He wanted to go to the noodle shop to ask for a bowl of food. The noodle shop owner wanted to kick him, but seeing this body full of pus, he retracted his foot.

The beggar didn't get any food, held the bowl, and walked slowly forward, continuing to beg.

"Pity me, pity me, give me a bite to eat."

Disease cultivator Cui Tike came to the middle of Lanyang Village, raised his head, and looked at the wooden house in the distance.

Dabo Ensi had left; he was afraid of offending the Chu family again and didn't dare to linger in Lanyang Village.

So Cui Tike could only rely on himself to investigate Li Banfeng's whereabouts.

"Don't know how luck is today? Is it possible to find him directly in that small building?"

The weather was very cold. Cui Tike sneezed, sniffled, and was about to walk toward the wooden house when a strange scent drifted into his nose.

"Pity me, give me a bite to eat." The beggar walked over.

After walking half the village, he didn't get a single bite to eat.

This was within expectations.

Any beggar who knows the way wouldn't come to Lanyang Village to beg.

Lanyang Village didn't have the habit of giving alms to beggars, let alone this beggar covered in green pus; no one would get close to him at all.

But Cui Tike really wanted to get close to him.

He was attracted by the pus all over the beggar's body.

So delicious!

How could there be such delicious pus.

That rich scent made Cui Tike instantly excited.

The beggar was begging for food from Xiao Chuanzi, who had entered industrial cultivation today and was in a particularly comfortable mood.

Just a moment ago, Ma Wu even taught Xiao Chuanzi a few characters. Xiao Chuanzi felt everyone looked pleasing to the eye today, and even seeing this beggar, he felt very intimate.

He took two eggs and placed them in the beggar's bowl.

The beggar blinked, then nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you."

He held the bowl and walked two more steps. Li Banfeng walked out of the wooden house.

Don't know if it was his own hallucination, but Li Banfeng always felt that the beggar's voice was exactly the same as the voice transmitted by the silk-threading earring.

He took two steamed buns and stuffed them into the beggar's bowl.

"Thank you." The beggar managed to say a thank you, but his expression wasn't very good.

Li Banfeng didn't linger either and turned to leave Lanyang Village.

Is this beggar coming for me?

Li Banfeng always felt this beggar's background was unusual. According to the perception of seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster, giving him food was right, but it was best to stay as far away from him as possible.

The beggar held the bowl, a hint of coldness appearing in his eyes.

Actually receiving alms twice in Lanyang Village?

Today is truly evil.

Must cross this village as soon as possible; after receiving alms one more time, he should go back.

The beggar wanted to find a path with fewer people, but suddenly felt something was wrong with his body.

The pus on the sores was gone.

All the sores were disappearing at a visible speed.

Who?

Who did it?

The beggar looked at Cui Tike: "Did you eat my sores?"

Cui Tike was stunned, not expecting the other party to see through his technique.

It didn't matter if he saw through it. Cui Tike smiled: "I cured your illness; you should thank me. Your illness was really delicious."

"Delicious? You are a disease cultivator?" The beggar looked straight at Cui Tike.

Cui Tike stopped smiling.

In the entire Puluozhou, those who knew his sect were few and far between.

How could this beggar have such good insight?

Cui Tike decided to kill him.

The beggar looked at Cui Tike and asked: "You ate my pus, what will you use to repay me?"

Cui Tike prepared to make a move immediately: "I cured your illness, aren't you happy?"

The beggar shook his head: "Such green pus was all eaten by you. Is the water in Green Water Bay still green?"

Cui Tike shuddered and lowered his head instantly.

Only then did he realize that it was impossible for him to kill the person in front of him.

He shouldn't even look directly at the person in front of him.

"You, you are..."

The beggar smiled: "Do you know who I am now?"

"You, you are the master of Green Water Bay."

"Anything else?"

Green pus rolled in Cui Tike's body, and Cui Tike perceived the other party's other identity.

"You, you are the ancestor of my sect..." Cui Tike retreated step by step, knelt on the ground with a *thud*, touched his forehead to the ground, and begged for the beggar's forgiveness.

"Great ancestor, I had no disrespectful thoughts, although I had disrespectful actions, but that was under the circumstance that I didn't know your identity.

I beg for your forgiveness, I beg..." Cui Tike was trembling all over, blisters of various colors constantly emerging on his body, the blisters constantly breaking, green fluid covering his whole body.

Pedestrians passed by, but they couldn't see Cui Tike at this moment, nor could they see the beggar.

At this moment, the beggar and Cui Tike were still in Lanyang Village, but under the influence of the beggar, they had exceeded the perception range of normal people.

"I thought the cultivators in the sect were extinct, didn't expect there was still one of you," the beggar sneered, "Originally should have let you stay to be buried with them, but seeing your talent is not bad, I will spare your life.

Go quickly, go far away, the farther the better."

Cui Tike got up staggeringly and ran away.

Pus kept dripping from his whole body, and he kept sucking on his own body, not letting a single drop of pus fall to the ground.

Falling to the ground is blasphemy; this is blasphemy against the ancestor of the sect.

The beggar continued to walk toward the south of the village, this time choosing a path with fewer people.

As long as he walked to the end of the village and no one gave him alms again, Lanyang Village would suffer a terrible plague.

And this plague would spread to the entire Green Water Bay.

Under normal circumstances, no one in Lanyang Village would give alms to a beggar. The beggar's calculation was correct. He walked all the way to the edge of the new territory, and no one gave him a grain of rice or a copper coin again.

The beggar looked at the village silently, a slight smile appearing on his face.

Sores emerged one after another on his body, and the tops of the sores still carried dots of green pus.

He saw many young people going to the new territory to hunt and decided to start with them first.

The beggar's figure disappeared from people's sight again without a sound. Even if someone wanted to give him alms now, he wouldn't give the other party another chance.

The sores on his body broke one by one, and the green pus was about to spread into the air when a cold wind suddenly blew, scattering the pus.

Who?

This is Green Water Bay!

Who could blow away his technique?

The beggar looked around fiercely, the sharpness in his gaze suddenly dissipating quite a bit.

He didn't see the other party, but heard his voice.

*Ding-dang, ding-dang! *

The beggar trembled.

Why is he still nearby?

Didn't he leave?

I'm not afraid even if he comes; I'm acting according to the rules.

"A cart of good goods, old signboard, enough capital to kill, pick as you like! Do you want to buy something?"

The peddler's voice appeared in the beggar's ear.

Although he was prepared, the beggar still shuddered and responded: "I don't want to buy anything today."

"If you don't want to buy anything, go home. Why are you wandering outside?"

The beggar responded: "According to the rules, I can come out once a year."

"Didn't say you couldn't come out, but according to the rules, three people have given you alms, so you should go."

The beggar argued: "Only two people have given me alms, two eggs, a few steamed buns, all here."

"Three people, I saw them all. Someone cured your illness."

The beggar was still arguing: "This doesn't count as alms."

"It counts. Does curing your illness not count as alms?"

"He didn't give me anything, I didn't receive his things, this can't count."

"I think it counts."

"This can't count."

"I think it can."

"This can't..."

"Don't be shameless." The peddler's tone changed.

The beggar stopped arguing. His figure disappeared without a sound, as if he had never come to Lanyang Village, and except for the part absorbed by Cui Tike, not even a drop of pus was left behind.

The peddler stood in the wilderness, leaning against his cart, lost in thought.

Why did the Green Water Beggar come to Lanyang Village to beg?

Knowing that no one in Lanyang Village would give him alms, was he deliberately trying to make Green Water Bay suffer?

Green Water Bay is his territory. Why would he do this? Trying to destroy his own family?

Inner Continent.

It's estimated that the Inner Continent gave him some kind of promise.

The price offered by the other party is not low, enough to make the Green Water Beggar willing to give up his own territory.

Of course, one cannot be arbitrary; it could also be the Outer Continent.

Could there be more than one person who received the promise? Who else could it be?

The peddler pushed his small cart and walked toward the depths of the wilderness.

Li Banfeng returned from Green Water City and went directly to the original site of the Song family mansion.

The original mansion had been leveled by Li Banfeng with a road roller. It was too late to rebuild a mansion, but fortunately, there were many strong men in Lanyang Village. As long as there was money, there were plenty of people willing to put in the effort. The mansion couldn't be built, but wooden houses were built, several rows in front and back.

In the middle of the first row, the most spacious wooden house was a dance hall.

On both sides of the dance hall were taverns.

Beside the tavern was a restaurant.

Beside the restaurant was the warehouse where Ma Wu stored goods.

The consumption sequence of a hunter returning from hunting in the new territory in this area was like this.

First go to Ma Wu to ship goods; there must be plenty of money in his pocket.

With money, he must have a full meal; the restaurant is right next door.

When eating, everyone chats together, talking about the past of life and death in the new territory. One meal is definitely not enough; they must go to the tavern to drink a few cups.

After drinking, the alcohol comes up. Just bragging with friends is not enough; they can change places to brag about something else.

The dance hall is right next to the tavern.

If they aren't used to this Western thing and want something traditional?

Traditional things are also available.

Ma Wu moved the Jiqing Troupe behind the dance hall.

The troupe leader initially refused, but later Li Banfeng went to the Jiqing Troupe every day to give lectures and teach the girls to sing. After going for five consecutive days, the troupe leader no longer refused Ma Wu's kindness and moved over.

Hunters enjoyed the ultimate leisure here. The dancing was done, the songs were heard enough, and the wooden houses in the back were all inns, with plenty of activity space.

Ma Wu named this place Dream Spring Garden.

A hunter who went on an adventure in the new territory, as long as he brought money into Dream Spring Garden, it would definitely be spent cleanly.

Even if he had one Huan currency note left in his pocket, when the time came, a girl would offer a parting kiss, making him willingly take out that one dollar!

A gentleman loves wealth and takes it in a proper way. In Dream Spring Garden, every bit of consumption is willing!

The dance hall was all set up, but one thing was still missing.

Li Banfeng went to Green Water City just for this thing.

He bought the windmill phonograph at the Miaosheng Phonograph Shop.

Xiao Chuanzi led everyone to install the phonograph. The back window of the dance hall faced the wind, the windmill turned, the phonograph turned with it, and Li Banfeng put on a record.

This record was very special; it was a song specifically recorded by song queen Jiang Mengting for Ling Miaosheng to celebrate the opening of Ma Wu's business.

Jiang Mengting's singing voice was incomparably sweet, the melody was playful and lively, and the rhythm was cheerful. After listening for a while, everyone couldn't help but dance along with the song.

"Dream Spring Garden, Dream Spring Garden, you are a city that never sleeps, the lights are up, the music is playing, singing and dancing are peaceful!"

The dance hall was full of laughter, and the Liu family's paper horse shop was the first to send gifts.

A paper figure walked into Lanyang Village without a sound.

PS: Green Water Bay, originally wasn't called Green Water Bay.

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