Chapter 66: Whose Medicine Is the Best?

Li Li Banfeng changed into the guard's clothes and entered the medicine warehouse silently. Various medicinal herbs were stacked layer upon layer on the shelves.

He didn't recognize the herbs, nor did he recognize the finished medicines. He estimated that the herbs in the large sacks weren't very valuable, so Li Li Banfeng didn't want them. The bottles and jars probably contained good things, so Li Li Banfeng moved them all into his personal residence, one trip after another.

There was a wooden box with a lock; he estimated that the things inside were the most valuable, so Li Li Banfeng took that too.

Seeing Li Li Banfeng move a pile of things back, the phonograph sprayed a mouthful of steam, quite disdainful.

The medicine warehouse was emptied. Li Li Banfeng went to the front counter again and found 83,218 yuan in cash and 126 silver dollars in the counter, which he also collected into his personal residence.

The things were collected, so Li Li Banfeng returned to the watermelon people's room, picked up some more watermelon pulp, swallowed it, and dragged a sack out from the corner of the room.

The sack was filled with brown granules and had a pungent, fishy smell.

This was the fertilizer for the watermelon people. Li Li Banfeng didn't know the origin of this thing, but he knew its use.

He fed the fertilizer into the mouths of the watermelon people. The originally wooden watermelon people widened their eyes and became murderous.

Li Li Banfeng emitted the smell of watermelon from the inside out, so the watermelon people treated him as one of their own.

Li Li Banfeng gave an order: "Kill!"

More than twenty watermelon people walked out of the room in a neat line and entered the courtyard.

More than a dozen guards in the pharmacy were sleeping in the wing rooms. With a *boom*, the door was knocked open, and twenty-plus watermelon people walked in.

A guard rubbed his eyes, saw a group of watermelon people enter the room, and shouted loudly: "Not good, quick..."

He only shouted these three words before a watermelon person chopped his head off with a knife.

The guards woke up one after another. Those who were timid didn't understand what was happening and were chopped down to the ground by the watermelon people.

Those who were brave picked up weapons and fought with the watermelon people, but the watermelon people didn't know pain, nor did they know fear. The guards were no match for them at all. After a few exchanges, they all died under the knives.

The two smartest guards jumped out of the window and shouted loudly: "Head Guard, something happened!"

In the backyard, Head Guard Song Song Baiming heard the commotion and ordered two first-layer Martial Cultivators: "You two guard the backyard; don't go anywhere!"

After speaking, Song Song Baiming rushed into the front yard. He originally wanted to see what kind of thieves they were and negotiate with them first.

When he saw watermelon people everywhere in the courtyard, Song Song Baiming's brow immediately furrowed.

How could these things go wrong?

For watermelon people to hurt people, there must be two prerequisites.

The first condition is that they must eat fertilizer.

The second condition is that someone must eat special watermelon, break into a sweat, and then give them orders.

These watermelon people had dedicated guards. Logically, this kind of thing shouldn't have happened.

Thinking was useless. Song Song Baiming shouted to a guard: "Go get some watermelon."

The guard had only run two steps before a watermelon person stabbed a knife into his chest.

Seeing this, Song Song Baiming rushed toward the pharmacy himself, preparing to get the watermelon.

The watermelon people killed anyone they saw and surrounded Song Song Baiming in the courtyard.

In his anxiety, Song Song Baiming suddenly bowed, and his arms instantly bulged, tearing his clothes.

From his shoulders to his fingertips, both arms were covered with a layer of hard armor, and his palms expanded again. The original five fingers turned into two, shaped like a pair of large pliers, and with one pinch, he snapped off a watermelon person's head.

Watermelon pulp flowed out. Song Song Baiming picked up the watermelon pulp and wanted to send it to his mouth.

But he wasn't fast enough. With a layer of armor, he was even slower.

The headless watermelon person swung his machete and continued to fight Song Song Baiming. Song Song Baiming's pliers swung up and down, chopping the watermelon person into a pile of pulp and skin.

This person... looked like a crab.

So-called Martial Cultivators seemed to have quite a few bionic characteristics.

Li Li Banfeng didn't delay. Taking advantage of Song Song Baiming being held up, he climbed onto the roof of the backyard.

Geng Geng Zhiwei stood in the center of the courtyard, angrily scolding the guards: "What the hell are you all standing there for? Save the fire, go save the fire! I told you to save some water, what the hell were you doing earlier?

You two come into the room with me, move things out, move the banknotes out first, and the silver dollars, and the calligraphy and paintings..."

Geng Geng Zhiwei carried two boxes of banknotes, and two Martial Cultivators each carried two boxes of silver dollars out of the room.

Geng Geng Zhiwei also called for people to take the calligraphy and paintings. By this time, the fire had already burned into the room.

The guards didn't dare to enter the room and fled toward the back door one after another.

Geng Geng Zhiwei shouted angrily: "These useless people, take the pills first!"

He wanted to go to the front yard to get the pills, but saw the watermelon people walking into the backyard in a neat line.

How did the watermelon people get in?

Where was Head Guard Song Song Baiming?

Song Song Baiming had fled.

This couldn't be blamed on the Head Guard for not being loyal; he was a human, and he was afraid of fire, but the watermelon people weren't.

The fire became more and more fierce, and there were more and more watermelon people. The two Martial Cultivator guards hurriedly persuaded Geng Geng Zhiwei: "Young Master, run, if you don't run, something big will happen."

Geng Geng Zhiwei gritted his teeth and rushed toward the back door with the money boxes.

The two Martial Cultivators followed closely behind. The third concubine ran slowly, stumbling, barely keeping up.

Near the back door, the smoke was extremely thick, choking Geng Geng Zhiwei so he couldn't open his eyes. He stumbled over some debris on the ground and almost fell.

A guard stepped forward to support Geng Geng Zhiwei: "Young Master, follow me!"

Geng Geng Zhiwei hurriedly followed the guard, and the two Martial Cultivators behind him were angry.

Who the hell is this guy?

How shameless!

We're almost at the door, and he comes to steal the credit?

Where was he when we were protecting the young master with our lives?

The two Martial Cultivators immediately chased after them. After exiting the back door, they found that the young master's figure had suddenly disappeared.

Not good, the person just now was a fraud; he might not be a guard!

"Young Master!" The two Martial Cultivators shouted all the way, chasing in the direction where Geng Geng Zhiwei had disappeared. After chasing two steps, everything went pitch black before their eyes.

*Jingle. *

Li Li Banfeng threw the key out.

*Clang. *

The door closed.

The guard who had just led Geng Geng Zhiwei to flee was Li Li Banfeng.

Li Li Banfeng had been wearing the guard's clothes, and Residential Cultivators were easily overlooked. Geng Geng Zhiwei was already in a panic and had his eyes smoked by the smoke, so he hadn't discovered that this "guard" was actually a stranger.

Li Li Banfeng had led Geng Geng Zhiwei into his personal residence just like that.

Geng Geng Zhiwei felt around and shouted: "Where is this? What place is this?"

The two Martial Cultivators sensed Li Li Banfeng's aura, but couldn't determine his specific location, and shouted angrily: "Where's the bastard? What kind of illusion technique are you using? Get out here, I'll leave you a whole corpse!"

Li Li Banfeng sighed: "I was afraid my wife would get too fat. I only intended for my wife to eat one, but who knew three would come."

He had indeed only intended to lead Geng Geng Zhiwei in; he hadn't expected the two Martial Cultivators to be so loyal and follow him into the personal residence as well.

Hearing Li Li Banfeng's voice, the two Martial Cultivators identified Li Li Banfeng's position and came up to fight Li Li Banfeng to the death.

But could they defeat Li Li Banfeng?

A first-layer Residential Cultivator in his own residence could rival a second-layer cultivator in combat power.

Not to mention that his wife was waiting for a meal.

Clang-clang-clang~

The gongs and drums sounded.

Li Li Banfeng dealt with the two Martial Cultivators easily, not forgetting to instruct the phonograph: "Wife, the feast has started, eat slowly."

Sss! Sss! Sss!

"Husband, I can't eat slowly. Don't laugh at your slave; your slave is truly hungry~"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 67 =====

Does Li Li Banfeng know now?

He knows.

Master Yao Lao said that his medicine is the best medicine in Medicine King Valley.

Whose medicine is the best medicine in Medicine King Valley?

Naturally, it is the Medicine King's.

Outside Medicine King Valley, the Medicine King cannot exert his strength; inside Medicine King Valley, the Medicine King can be of help.

The Medicine King of Medicine King Valley is a Wine Cultivator.

Are you surprised?

Li Li Banfeng had no time to be surprised; he had other things to do.

……

The great fire billowed, and the eldest young master, Geng Geng Zhiwei, was no longer calm. He rushed out of the house, stood in the courtyard, and shouted loudly:

"What the hell are you all standing there for? Put out the fire, go put out the fire! I told you to keep more water on hand, what the hell were you doing before?

You two, come into the house with me and move things out. Move the banknotes out first, and the silver dollars, and the calligraphy and paintings..."

Geng Geng Zhiwei carried two boxes of banknotes, and two martial cultivators each carried two boxes of silver dollars out of the house.

Geng Geng Zhiwei was still calling for people to take the calligraphy and paintings, but by this time, the fire had already burned into the interior of the house.

The guards did not dare to enter the house and fled one after another toward the back door to save their lives.

Geng Geng Zhiwei roared angrily: "You useless bunch, go get the elixirs first!"

He wanted to go to the front courtyard himself to get the elixirs, but he saw the Watermelon People walking into the backyard in neat rows.

How did the Watermelon People get in?

Where was the Chief Guard, Song Song Baiming?

Song Song Baiming had fled.

This could not be blamed on the Chief Guard for being disloyal; he was human, and he feared fire, but the Watermelon People did not.

The fire grew fiercer and fiercer, and the Watermelon People became more and more numerous. The two martial cultivator guards hurriedly urged Geng Geng Zhiwei: "Young Master, let's go, if we don't leave now, something terrible will happen."

Geng Geng Zhiwei gritted his teeth and rushed toward the back door, carrying the money boxes.

The two martial cultivators followed closely behind, and the Third Concubine ran slowly, stumbling and barely keeping up.

Near the back door, the smoke was extremely thick, choking Geng Geng Zhiwei so he couldn't open his eyes. He tripped over some debris on the ground and nearly fell.

A guard stepped forward to support Geng Geng Zhiwei: "Young Master, come with me!"

Geng Geng Zhiwei hurriedly followed the guard, and the two martial cultivator guards behind them became angry.

Who the hell is this guy?

He's really shameless!

We're almost out the door, and he comes running to steal the credit?

Where was he when we were risking our lives to protect the Young Master?

The two martial cultivators immediately chased after them. Once they exited the back door, they discovered that the Young Master's figure had suddenly vanished.

Not good, that person just now was a fraud; he might not be a guard!

"Young Master!" The two martial cultivators shouted all the way, chasing in the direction where Geng Geng Zhiwei had disappeared. After just two steps, everything before their eyes suddenly went pitch black.

Jingle.

Li Li Banfeng threw the key out.

Clang.

The door closed.

The guard who had just led Geng Geng Zhiwei to flee for his life was Li Li Banfeng.

Li Li Banfeng had been wearing a guard's uniform the whole time, and Residential Cultivators are easily overlooked. Geng Geng Zhiwei was already in a panic and had his eyes stung by smoke, so he didn't notice that this "guard" was actually a stranger.

Li Li Banfeng just led Geng Geng Zhiwei into the Leaving Suishenju like that.

Geng Geng Zhiwei groped around and shouted: "Where is this? What kind of place is this?"

The two guards sensed Li Li Banfeng's aura, but they couldn't determine his exact location. They cursed loudly: "Where did this scum come from? What kind of blinding technique are you using? Get out here right now, I'll leave you a whole corpse!"

Li Li Banfeng sighed deeply: "I was afraid my wife would get too fat, so I only let her eat one, but who knew three would come."

He really only intended to lead Geng Geng Zhiwei in; he hadn't expected the two martial cultivators to be so loyal that they followed into the Leaving Suishenju as well.

Hearing Li Li Banfeng's voice, the two martial cultivators identified Li Li Banfeng's position and came up, intending to fight Li Li Banfeng to the death.

But could they beat Li Li Banfeng?

A first-layer Residential Cultivator in their own residence has combat power that can rival a second-layer cultivator.

Not to mention that his wife was still waiting to dine.

Clang-clang-clang~

The gongs and drums began to sound.

Li Li Banfeng easily handled the two martial cultivators, not forgetting to instruct the phonograph: "Wife, the feast has begun, eat slowly."

Ssh! Ssh! Ssh!

"Husband, I can't go slow. Don't laugh at me, I really am hungry~"

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(End of chapter)