Chapter 337: Mourning Cultivator

Mourning Cultivator?

Never heard of this sect.

Li Li Banfeng still wanted to look closely at this person's appearance, but Qiu Qiu Zhiheng immediately blocked the window board: "Brother, look one less time, one less point of bad luck."

"What kind of sect is so evil? I've never heard of it."

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it. I've lived in Puluo Province for more than forty years. Counting this time, I've seen a Mourning Cultivator three times.

Cultivators of this sect don't walk around everywhere usually; they also have fixed residences.

Only when there is no way to live in the original residence or no way to cultivate, will a Mourning Cultivator change places."

Li Li Banfeng didn't quite understand: "What does no way to live refer to?"

"It means the people in the original residence couldn't bear it anymore and fought him to the death, so he had no way to live."

"What does no way to cultivate refer to?"

"He drove all the surrounding neighbors crazy, drove them away, or even drove them to death, so he should change places and continue to harm others."

While the two were talking, Mao Caoye cried non-stop. The sister-in-law comforted her: "Don't cry, don't cry! That old thing is mourning for himself; you don't need to pay attention to him!"

The sister-in-law knew clearly that this comfort actually didn't have much effect.

Qiu Qiu Zhiheng said to Li Li Banfeng: "This girl was hit by the Mourning Cultivator's 'Mourning Bell Long Ringing' technique. Every word that old man said is like a knife, stabbing in the most painful place in the heart, making people lose their will, and they won't be able to recover for a month or so."

Mao Caoye cried for a long time and stared at Li Li Banfeng: "You, you are... White Sand Brother?"

She had long felt Li Li Banfeng looked familiar, but after all, it had been more than a year since they parted, and Mao Caoye hadn't dared to recognize him.

The sister-in-law was startled: "You two know each other?"

Li Li Banfeng nodded slightly and smiled.

He thought that seeing an acquaintance would make Mao Caoye feel better, but unexpectedly, after staring at each other for a moment, Mao Caoye cried even more uncomfortably.

"I am just a useless person, a useless person with no use. White Sand Brother, you shouldn't have saved me in the first place; letting me die would count as relief."

Before Li Li Banfeng could speak, the Mourning Cultivator old man, not knowing when he had circled from the door to outside the courtyard wall, heard Mao Caoye's words and specially added a sentence:

"You said dying counts as relief. I think this makes sense. What does a person live for in a lifetime? Just to achieve something.

Like you, what can you achieve? Delivering medicinal materials from Sanpu Village to Inner Ditch, and then driving the empty carriage back?

Does this matter need a person to do it? Train those two donkeys of yours well; they do better than you! You say, what's the point of you living?"

The sister-in-law couldn't bear it anymore and said loudly: "Shameless old dog, let out your old farts!"

Qiu Qiu Zhiheng pulled the sister-in-law, signaling her not to be reckless.

But the sister-in-law had already cursed, and it was too late.

"Tsk tsk tsk~" A sound of smacking lips came from outside the door, very loud.

These three lip-smacking sounds were the precursor to the Mourning Cultivator using the technique.

The old man opened his mouth: "Listen, listen, neighbors listen, passersby listen,

This medicine shop is open for business, and they actually curse people. Did you hear how ugly she cursed just now?"

The sister-in-law shouted: "Why don't you say how ugly you speak?"

"What did I say? What did I say?" From tone to expression, the old man appeared very innocent. "I didn't say anything. I just said this little girl's words made sense, and this woman cursed!

You all heard it. I came to the medicine shop to buy medicine, and they closed the door when they saw me. I haven't said anything yet, and this woman in their house opened her mouth and cursed!"

What to do now?

Continue to reason with him?

Of course not.

First of all, ordinary people can't argue with them.

Qiu Qiu Zhiheng understood the Mourning Cultivator: "This is one of the Mourning Cultivator's techniques, called 'Mourning Face Mourning Face'. In order to learn this technique, all Mourning Cultivators have undergone special training. No matter how they argue, the Mourning Cultivator can speak his reason, and the more they argue, the more he gains the upper hand."

If the cursing woman was here, I don't know if she could argue with this old thing.

Monkey Qiu continued: "Besides, arguing with a Mourning Cultivator, we can't take advantage. No matter win or lose, we can't take advantage.

He is passing by, arguing right in front of our door. What's ruined is our reputation and business, and there is no loss to him.

And the longer we argue with him, the greater our loss. This is not just reputation, but also Feng Shui. Under the pointing of the onlookers, our medicine shop's Feng Shui was also ruined by him."

The sister-in-law sighed: "Qiu Zhiheng, this matter blames you. If you had listened to Shopkeeper Feng one more time, you could have avoided this disaster."

Mao Caoye said with tears in her eyes: "Qiu Brother, sister-in-law, that old man came for me. I'll just leave; I absolutely cannot implicate you."

"Silly girl, where can you go? Being entangled by a Mourning Cultivator means losing one's life." The sister-in-law pulled Mao Caoye into the house.

The Mourning Cultivator old man was still cursing outside the courtyard wall.

To tell the truth, Li Li Banfeng had never understood where this Mourning Cultivator was powerful.

Qiu Qiu Zhiheng was usually a serious person; otherwise, Li Li Banfeng would suspect he was telling a joke.

If we don't understand, we ask. Li Li Banfeng said: "Qiu Brother, is this Mourning Cultivator very good at fighting?"

Why keep such a shameless old thing?

Li Li Banfeng was about to go out when Qiu Qiu Zhiheng stopped him: "Brother, no!"

If it really could be done, Qiu Qiu Zhiheng would have gone long ago.

Li Li Banfeng said: "Is it because they have a sect behind them? Are you worried about their revenge? It's okay, I'll do things cleanly."

Qiu Qiu Zhiheng shook his head: "If it were a sect matter, I really wouldn't be afraid of him. After all, I've been climbing and crawling in the underworld for so many years."

The sister-in-law said: "Li Qi brother, you don't know. There is such an old saying: 'Rather drink a bowl of soup from a Gold Cultivator than leave half a wound from a Mourning Cultivator'."

A bowl of soup from a Gold Cultivator?

Li Li Banfeng was stunned for a moment: "Sister-in-law, the bowl of soup from a Gold Cultivator you mentioned, wouldn't it be that..."

"That's right, it's the thing in the bucket! Drink that bowl, at most you'll be uncomfortable for two days."

Li Li Banfeng waved his hand: "Two days is not enough; this will be uncomfortable for many days."

The sister-in-law said: "If you hurt a Mourning Cultivator, we will be uncomfortable for a lifetime. The Mourning Cultivator will keep entangling us."

"Then kill him."

"Kill him, his soul will still entangle us."

"Then collect his soul too."

"Collect his soul, other Mourning Cultivators will have a sense and will continue to come to entangle us."

"Then kill them all, kill until this sect is extinct!" Listening to the cursing outside the door, Li Li Banfeng became more and more annoyed.

Qiu Qiu Zhiheng shook his head: "Mourning Cultivators ruin luck. If we really fight a Mourning Cultivator for a lifetime, how can we live? I'll think of a way for this matter."

Li Li Banfeng looked at the wall and gritted his teeth slightly: "If my general Xiao Genzi were here, I'd feed this old fellow a few spoonfuls and see how he can still be rampant."

Ma Wu got off the train at Pants Belt Ditch. Two women in their twenties, dressed in flashy clothes, greeted him together.

"This gentleman, have you found a place to stay? Our family's inn is the most affordable."

"Single room 150, big kang bed just charges you 50."

"Look, you don't have an eye for things. Looking at this gentleman's dress, you know he's not staying in a big kang bed. We have superior rooms in our shop, 300 yuan a night, and the two of us will warm the bed for you together."

Ma Wu politely refused these two girls. If he didn't refuse, he wouldn't be able to do his business. Someone once wandered around Pants Belt Ditch station for a month and couldn't get out.

Out of the station, Ma Wu called a rickshaw. The coachman asked: "Guest, do you want to find a place to rest first and then come again, or find a place to come once first, and then rest?"

Ma Wu laughed: "Is there a place where you can come while resting?"

The coachman nodded: "Yes, too many."

Ma Wu just liked the atmosphere of Pants Belt Ditch. He couldn't get enough of this place even if he came a hundred times.

"Take me to the cinema first."

The coachman was startled. There weren't many guests who went to watch a movie right after getting off the train.

"Which cinema do you want to go to?"

"You recommend one."

"Then do you want to watch it lying down or sitting?"

This is a special rule of Pants Belt Ditch. Watching a movie lying down is lying on a big bed, watching in a private room, with someone lying down with you.

Ma Wu came to do business, so naturally, he couldn't watch lying down. He first had the coachman circle the town and then chose a cinema to watch sitting down.

Before long, Ma Wu arrived at the cinema, bought a ticket for "Blood Blade Detective", and sat in his seat.

Then a girl came and sat on Ma Wu's lap.

This is the movie watched sitting down.

In Pants Belt Ditch, the attendance rate of "Blood Blade Detective" was very average. There were less than ten people in the cinema, which just happened to be convenient for the girl to perform.

"Blood Gun Detective" sold very well. The tickets for the afternoon and evening were sold out, and if you wanted to buy more, they were lined up to the midnight show.

The movie was half over. Ma Wu looked at the girl's eyes from time to time and didn't see a love root.

This was different from the situation in Black Stone Slope.

In Black Stone Slope, as long as you entered the cinema, a love root would definitely be left in your eyes.

But as long as you left the cinema for three or five hours, the love root in your eyes would slowly disappear.

In other words, the movie "Blood Blade Detective" only earned the money of one wave of viewers. This wave of viewers was affected by the love root and watched one after another in the cinema.

But after they left the cinema, they would feel bored, like A Qin and Huo Ling. They didn't want to go to the cinema the next day at all.

But doing this, what was the purpose?

Just to earn two more movie ticket money?

Calculating carefully, it really earned quite a lot. In Black Stone Slope, according to the news Ma Wu grasped, "Blood Blade Detective" sold three times more tickets than the previous one.

According to Ma Wu's inference, "Blood Blade Detective 6" should be the first time they added a love root to the movie.

Who are they?

How much risk do they have to take?

If people know they are playing tricks in the movie, can this business still be done?

Is there a way to crack it?

While Ma Wu was thinking, the girl on his lap wiped her lips and suddenly got up and left.

It was good that she left. Ma Wu felt a bit bored, so he simply watched the movie seriously.

After a while, another woman sat on Ma Wu's lap and laughed: "Fifth Brother, coming to my territory to find fun, but not letting me know."

Ma Wu laughed: "It's precisely to let you know that I circled the town."

He handed the blood-stained handkerchief to Feng Daiku in front of him and lowered his voice: "You take a look, do you recognize this thing?"

Feng Daiku laughed, thinking this blood was left from the bed: "Which girl was ruined by you?"

After smelling the bloodstain, Feng Daiku's smile instantly disappeared.

"Fifth Brother, this is a fake love root. Where did you get this thing?"

PS: Salad is sick, this chapter is a bit short, please forgive me, lords.

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