Chapter 65

After searching for a long time and seeing no one, the "watermelon people" returned to the front yard one after another.

A "watermelon person" was injured, and watermelon juice flowed out, so Geng Zhiwei hurriedly ordered his clerks to bandage it.

Jia Quansheng said from the side, "Brother, you are too careful; this thing isn't a living person."

Geng Zhiwei glanced at Jia Quansheng: "Do you know how much money one of these costs? If it weren't for you, would I have spent so much money?"

"That's true, that's true," Jia Quansheng said with a fawning face, "It's all for me."

Saying this, Jia Quansheng was unhappy in his heart.

It sounded as if Geng Zhiwei had suffered a loss; Geng Zhiwei had collected all ten Snake-Pattern Pills from Qin Xiaopang, and Yu Nan's Yu Family Cloth Shop would eventually belong to him!

In the end, he only lost Rong Jin'an, and then spent money to buy more than twenty watermelons.

Jia Quansheng had seen that Cultivator of the Land; a "watermelon person" only sold for more than 20,000 yuan. Geng Zhiwei exchanged it for a cloth shop; where did he lose?

Besides, these "watermelon people" could be used for a year; if they were injured, pour some water on them, and they would heal themselves. At such a cheap price, buying something so easy to use, where the hell did Geng Zhiwei lose?

Of course, these were all thoughts in his heart; Jia Quansheng certainly didn't dare to say them out loud.

The "watermelon people" couldn't speak. Since they were injured, it must have been an ambush. Geng Zhiwei took people to the backyard to check in person. Seeing no one, he simply ordered people to set a fire and burn the old Yu residence.

Amidst the rolling flames, the residence turned into ashes.

Geng Zhiwei said to Jia Quansheng: "Post a notice in Ligou tomorrow. People like Yu Nan are not allowed to show their faces in Yaowang Valley in the future. Anyone who sees her and hides it without reporting will be an enemy of Geng Zhiwei from now on!"

Geng Zhiwei shouted: "Go!"

A group of subordinates followed behind Geng Zhiwei, and the "watermelon people" lined up and followed.

Li Banfeng was in his Personal Residence, quietly stroking the phonograph, and asked softly: "My dear wife, to be able to make such 'watermelon people,' what layer is the Cultivator of the Land?"

"I don't want to fight him; I want to make friends with him and buy some good things another day."

"Wife, what do you think of a cucumber person? The kind with thorns!"

"Wife, say something to me; I have to stay at home for a long time today. You haven't spoken, and it's stifling me."

Chi! Chi! Chi!

The phonograph spoke.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The gongs and drums rang out.

The phonograph was singing an opera.

"Su San! Left Honghong County, and came to the front of the street,"

"Heard that Luoyang flowers are like brocade, but when I arrived, I encountered frost and snow!"

The familiar aria, "Su San Starts the Case" from "Yutangchun."

The phonograph sang with great emotion; after singing two lines, the voice trembled, as if it were crying.

No, it was crying.

The horn of the phonograph, amidst the spraying steam, shed drops of water, rolling down like tears.

Li Banfeng wasn't a cold-hearted man; he was a tender man.

Seeing the phonograph crying sadly, Li Banfeng hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her: "Wife, why are you crying?"

Chi! Chi!

The phonograph sobbed and recited: "Husband hasn't brought rice or grain home for many days, and I am starving to death~ ah~ ah~ ah~"

This aria was dragged out very long.

"Can't you just say you're hungry?" Li Banfeng was quite dissatisfied, "Before, at that old lady's house, I gave you so much to eat, and the day before yesterday I even fed you a Rong Jin'an, fresh, and now you say you're hungry again?"

Clang-clang-clang~~

The phonograph changed the rhythm and continued to sing: "A poor couple is sad about everything. I know my husband has been running around outside, hungry one meal, full the next; how would I dare to have half a word of complaint, feed me~~~"

Speaking of this, the phonograph cried again.

Li Banfeng sighed: "This was eating too much last time, stretching my wife's stomach."

The phonograph cried miserably, and the recitation became even more shrill: "I have never complained about the bitterness; how could my husband mock me, ah ah ah~~~"

"Stop crying!" Li Banfeng was not in a very good mood.

Logically speaking, living under one roof, giving his wife something good to eat is what he should do.

Li Banfeng wasn't short of money; he couldn't say he had delicacies every day, but being hungry one meal and full the next was indeed not right.

But the things his wife ate were special!

Those precious ingredients were hard to find!

"Wife, I'll catch a watermelon person for you to eat in a while; what do you think?" Li Banfeng took out the remaining watermelon pulp.

Chi!

The phonograph hummed.

"That is a watermelon grown by a Cultivator of the Land; it has no spirit, so how can I eat it~~"

His wife didn't like watermelon.

"Then I'll bring back some corpses for my wife to eat."

Chi-chi~

"I don't eat corpses!"

Li Banfeng frowned and said: "Why are you still picking and choosing? The lotus flower eats them very happily."

"Husband, don't mention that bitch Did Honglian!"

Did Honglian?

Was this talking about the Copper Lotus?

The phonograph continued to recite: "Husband pities that bitch, giving her good food and drink~~ but doesn't care whether I live or die~ ah~ ah~"

This didn't make sense. Li Banfeng defended himself: "Wife, the corpses are just lying there; if you want to eat, you can eat too~"

Pfft~

The horn sprayed out a large cloud of steam, seemingly spitting.

"How can I swallow such filthy things? Did Honglian doesn't eat raw, and I don't eat dead!"

Li Banfeng was angry: "You woman, too hard to serve!"

"Husband doesn't pity me, doesn't pity me~~~"

Chi-la~

A large cloud of steam attacked, scalding Li Banfeng until he was red all over.

Li Banfeng didn't speak, and the phonograph didn't make a sound.

Did Honglian doesn't eat raw, meaning Did Honglian doesn't eat living things; it eats corpses, medicinal herbs, and special weapons.

The phonograph doesn't eat dead, meaning she doesn't eat dead things; she eats vengeful spirits.

Vengeful spirits are hard to get!

Li Banfeng thought of an idea, but this idea carried a not-insignificant risk.

Geng Zhiwei returned to the pharmacy and specifically cleared out a room with good sunlight to house the "watermelon people."

There were more than twenty water buckets in this room, one for each "watermelon person." They stood straight in the buckets. If they stood like this for a day and a night, they could recover their energy and fight again the next day.

During the day, the "watermelon people" soaked up enough sun, and the wounds on their bodies healed completely.

At night, pharmacy clerks came over specifically to add water for the "watermelon people."

At one in the morning, a "watermelon person's" stomach bulged, and then with a crack, the entire body burst open.

Li Banfeng grabbed the key and stood up from the water basin full of watermelon pulp.

The Personal Residence followed the key, and the key followed the "watermelon person."

Li Banfeng crawled out of the "watermelon person's" stomach and was now at the Geng Family Pharmacy.

The shattered "watermelon person" was emotionally stable, and the other "watermelon people" were silent.

They hadn't eaten fertilizer and had no combat effectiveness. Li Banfeng ate the watermelon pulp in large mouthfuls, and they didn't show any hostility toward Li Banfeng.

After eating the watermelon pulp and breaking into a sweat, Li Banfeng looked around the watermelon room and hurriedly squatted down.

There were several glass windows in this room, and the lighting was very good. From inside the room, one could clearly see the situation outside the courtyard.

Outside the room, two guards were guarding the door. These two were Geng Zhiwei's capable subordinates because the "watermelon people" were of great importance, so they were specifically assigned to guard here.

They had just heard the explosion of the "watermelon person," and the two were looking inside.

Fortunately, this "watermelon person" was standing in the corner, not within the field of vision outside the window.

One person said in a low voice: "You watch here, I'll go in and take a look."

The other shook his head: "What's there to look at? This thing is scary."

"You actually know how to be afraid? Last month, the young master asked you to collect debts; a family of more than ten people, you killed all the men and slept with all the women. Even ghosts tremble when they see you. What's there to be afraid of with these few watermelons?"

"Can that be the same? This is a watermelon that has become a spirit! When fighting during the day, you saw it too; this thing is extremely evil!"

"This is a watermelon the young master bought at a high price. If something happens, we can't afford the responsibility. Why don't we go in together and take a look?"

"You really are..."

The two guards opened the door lock and entered the room cautiously, seeing a "watermelon person" shattered, with watermelon pulp all over the floor.

The two were startled, and one said: "What happened?"

The other turned his head to look at the other "watermelon people" and found one standing in each water basin, neat and tidy, not one missing.

The "watermelon people" were all there, so what was going on with this shattered one?

Was there an extra one?

How is that possible...

The man's hair stood on end. He scanned the group of "watermelon people" again and found that something was wrong.

Actually, one "watermelon person" was missing. Li Banfeng stood in the water basin with a blank expression, pretending to be a "watermelon person."

Residential Cultivators have the characteristic of being ignored by others; these two guards didn't see it at first glance.

A guard walked up to Li Banfeng, widened his eyes, and said: "This one isn't..."

Pfft~

Li Banfeng waved his sickle and cut his throat.

The other guard was still checking the shattered watermelon on the ground. Hearing movement behind him, he just wanted to turn his head, but saw a sickle across his neck.

"Don't make a sound; I'm a good person." Li Banfeng whispered in his ear.

The man didn't dare to make a sound. Li Banfeng asked again: "I'll ask you something; if you tell the truth, I'll let you go. Where are the valuable medicines in your pharmacy kept?"

"They are all in the medicine warehouse; the east wing of the front yard is it." The man answered truthfully.

"What good medicines are there?"

"Are you talking about medicinal herbs or pills? I can't recognize all the herbs, but I do know some pills."

"Then tell me about the pills."

"There are dozens of Snake-Pattern Pills; I don't know exactly how many."

Li Banfeng didn't believe it: "Such a big Geng Family Pharmacy, only Snake-Pattern Pills? I'm a good person; don't lie to me."

"The good medicines aren't on the counter; they are all in the master's residence."

This man wasn't lying. Generally, very precious pills aren't kept in the pharmacy. If you want to buy precious pills, you have to set a time in advance, and the seller will go to get the goods.

Li Banfeng asked again: "Where is the money in the pharmacy?"

"There is some in the front counter, and the large sum of money is in the backyard, in the young master's room."

"Where does your young master live?"

"Backyard, sleeping in the third concubine's room."

"Are there guards in the backyard?"

"Yes, usually ten people."

"Do they have cultivation?"

"Yes, the head guard Song Baiming is a second-layer Body Cultivator, and there are two first-layer Martial Cultivators under him."

This was hard to handle. One second-layer, two first-layer, plus seven underlings; Li Banfeng couldn't handle it alone.

"What about the other guards?" Li Banfeng remembered that Geng Zhiwei had more than thirty guards.

"The others are all sleeping in this courtyard. Good man, I'm telling the truth. You promised to let me go; please spare my life, and I guarantee I won't alert anyone." The guard was crying.

"Okay, I'll let you go," Li Banfeng smiled, "A family of more than ten people, you didn't spare them; I heard it all just now."

The guard said with tears: "Good man, this is the young master's order. We do whatever he tells us to do. Don't listen to that bastard's nonsense; his hands are even more ruthless than mine, and he has killed more people than I have!"

"More than you," Li Banfeng looked at the corpse on the ground, "I see you two have a deep friendship; I'll send you to go with him."

"Spare my life..." The guard wanted to shout, but couldn't.

Li Banfeng waved his sickle lightly and cut the guard's throat.

PS: Reciprocity, Banfeng has arrived; give Banfeng a compliment!

(End of chapter)