Chapter 68

Li Banfeng crossed Mount Jiangyue in the outer ditch, walked more than a hundred miles of mountain road, and at three in the morning, walked to a canyon.

According to Yu Nan's description, crossing this canyon is the newly born land.

This canyon is not easy to walk; the widest place is two or three meters, and the narrowest place can only be passed sideways.

Li Banfeng walked sideways for more than a mile in a narrow gap. According to his perception, this mile was more effective than walking ten miles in Ligou Town.

Just as he walked out of the gap, Li Banfeng didn't notice that there was a cliff more than ten meters high under his feet and fell directly.

Fortunately, the Traveling Cultivator had good footwork, and he buffered along the slope before landing. Li Banfeng wasn't injured.

His clothes were torn, but it didn't matter; these were the clothes of the Geng family guards.

But his shoes were worn out, and Li Banfeng felt a bit distressed.

After brushing off the dust on his body, Li Banfeng turned back to look at the cliff, and suddenly saw a spider crawling out of the gap, hanging by a spider silk, slowly falling down.

What's fresh about a spider?

This spider is really a bit special; it's very large, and excluding its legs, the diameter of its body is more than one meter.

More specially, this spider is wearing a black top hat on its head. When it walked to Li Banfeng's side, it specifically took off its top hat and bowed very gentlemanly to Li Banfeng.

Not only can it bow, but this spider can also speak: "This lady, why are you walking alone in this dangerous place?"

Lady?

Li Banfeng stared at the spider for a long time: "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Hearing Li Banfeng's voice, the spider was stunned for a long time. This "woman" with heavy makeup and a handsome face was actually a man: "So it's a gentleman. I was rude. Are you going to the new land to reclaim wasteland? We happen to be on the same path."

Reclaim wasteland?

Farming?

"Are you a Cultivator of the Land?" Li Banfeng asked.

"Cultivator of the Land?" The spider laughed, "You really know how to joke. Looking at my appearance, you should know that I am a Body Cultivator."

This spider's way of speaking is different from the locals, and it's not the same as the modern society Li Banfeng is familiar with.

This person speaks with a tone similar to dubbed films.

Of course, the tone of voice is not the point.

The point is, he is a spider that can speak.

At the Geng Family Pharmacy, Li Banfeng saw Song Baiming. As a Body Cultivator, he looked somewhat like a crab.

Before this, Li Banfeng had also seen Body Cultivators on Kuwu Mountain; that person had a suit of armor that came with him.

Now he saw a spider again; the Body Cultivator Dao sect has a rich variety of forms.

The road ahead is relatively wide. The spider walked a few steps faster and walked side by side with Li Banfeng: "Friend, looking at your steady footsteps, you should be a Traveling Cultivator. Traveling Cultivator medicine powder is very expensive; you should be a rich man."

"So-so." Li Banfeng brushed him off casually.

"My life is bitter; I have no money to save the foundation, and no money to buy medicine powder, so I can only go to Santoucha to try my luck."

This spider is very talkative. He mentioned Santoucha, and Li Banfeng is really interested.

"You are saving the foundation in Santoucha? Have you grown three heads?"

The spider laughed: "Are you deliberately making fun of us Body Cultivators?"

Li Banfeng shook his head: "I have never left Yaowang Valley in my life, and I don't know much about Santoucha."

The spider said while walking: "Even if you haven't been to Santoucha, you should have heard of the origin of Body Cultivators. All Body Cultivators in the world come from Santoucha. Poor people who want to obtain cultivation can only take this path."

"Why is it poor families?" Li Banfeng doesn't care about showing ignorance; if you don't understand, ask.

The spider laughed: "Friend, are you pretending to be confused? Poor families can't afford spiritual pills and medicines, and have no money to obtain Dao fate, so they can only go to Santoucha to try their luck.

Santoucha is a place that naturally carries Dao fate, but not everyone can use it. Out of ten people who go, nine become three-headed monsters. Such people can only be monsters for the rest of their lives.

Only one with a good physique can achieve positive results, so our Dao is called Body Cultivator."

"Achieve positive results, that is, become a spider?"

"I always feel you are mocking me," the spider's eight eyes rolled up together, "What kind of appearance one can cultivate depends on each person's luck and talent.

Some cultivate into birds, some into beasts, and many cultivate into scorpions and spiders. Do you look down on my appearance?"

Li Banfeng shook his head: "Not at all. This path is so difficult to walk, and you walk it more smoothly than me, a Traveling Cultivator. This is a real skill."

"Thank you for your praise," the spider lifted his top hat and bowed again, "I told you so much because I want to tell you that I am an honest person. If you are also going to reclaim wasteland for the Lu family, let's be partners."

Be partners?

This reminded Li Banfeng of the painful experience of teaming up.

"I'm really not going to reclaim wasteland." Li Banfeng politely declined the spider's invitation.

"If you are not going to reclaim wasteland, then you can't blame me..."

"Blame you for what?"

Li Banfeng smiled and looked at the spider.

The spider's eight eyes looked at Li Banfeng's two eyes.

The two stared at each other for a while, and the spider suddenly spat out a mouthful of spider silk.

Li Banfeng's smile remained, because the spider silk wasn't spat at him, and he didn't perceive any malice from the spider.

This mouthful of spider silk hung on the rock wall in front of the canyon. The spider retracted the silk and continued to crawl along the rock wall:

"If you are not going to reclaim wasteland, I won't take you with me, ho-ha-ha-ha!"

The road ahead is very narrow and muddy. Li Banfeng struggled to walk in the mud, watching this spider proudly and freely shuttling on the rock wall.

A few minutes later, the spider's figure disappeared from Li Banfeng's sight.

After another two full hours, Li Banfeng finally reached the end of this canyon.

It's no wonder Yu Nan came here to hide. As a first-layer Traveling Cultivator, Li Banfeng walked so hard; if it were someone else, just walking this trip would cost them a layer of skin.

The end of the canyon is not the normal exit Li Banfeng imagined, but another cliff.

To be precise, this canyon is a stone crack embedded in the cliff. Now Li Banfeng wants to walk out of the stone crack.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, he has two choices: jump down directly, or use his hands and feet to climb down the cliff.

The cliff under his feet is hundreds of meters high; it seems that neither of these choices is scientific.

Li Banfeng finally made the most scientific choice.

He opened his Personal Residence, and before entering the door, he threw the key down the cliff.

After waiting in the room for a while, Li Banfeng left the Personal Residence and picked up the key under a tree.

In front of him are trees, and all around are trees. Dense trunks and branches occupied more than 90% of Li Banfeng's field of vision.

Li Banfeng took a step forward, and the fallen leaves on the ground submerged his ankles.

Taking another step forward, he was tripped by a tree root hidden under the fallen leaves and stepped into the mud with one foot.

This step was deep enough; the mud directly submerged his thigh.

Li Banfeng was quick, grabbed a vine, and pulled his thigh out. Just as he stood firm, he felt danger approaching.

Not approaching, it had already arrived.

Li Banfeng felt a numbness and itching in his lower leg. He rolled up his trousers and saw dense leeches sucking on Li Banfeng's leg, as if they had put on a pair of wool pants for Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng tore off a leech. This wasn't an ordinary leech; its strength was very great, it bit very tightly, and it tore off a piece of skin and flesh directly from Li Banfeng's leg.

If all these "wool pants" were torn off, Li Banfeng's leg probably wouldn't have any skin left.

He returned to his Personal Residence, took off his pants, and got a jar of salt, sprinkling it on the leeches.

Unexpectedly, this group of leeches was very tough; even after sprinkling salt, they still bit tightly.

Li Banfeng planned to use a knife to cut off the bodies of the leeches first, but suddenly saw the phonograph spray a cloud of steam.

Under the high-temperature burning, the leeches couldn't bear the pain and let go one after another.

The phonograph also used steam to blow and sweep Li Banfeng's leg wounds several times to disinfect them.

A bit painful.

But after the pain, it was very comfortable.

The phonograph also played a song to comfort Li Banfeng:

"If there were no me, how would the days pass..."

I remember the lyrics of the original song are "If there were no you."

Wife, are you comforting me or boasting about yourself?

Geng Zhiwei's soul had long been eaten up, and the corpse had also been eaten by the Copper Lotus. The lotus leaves were tightly closed, and it was still refining pills.

There were many sundries scattered on the ground. Li Banfeng cleaned them up simply. While the Copper Lotus was busy, he hurriedly collected the weapons of Geng Zhiwei and the two Martial Cultivators.

Their weapons were not bad. One Martial Cultivator's weapon was an iron thorn more than a foot long, and there were two small thorns three inches long at the root of the iron thorn.

Li Banfeng called it an iron thorn, but was ruthlessly mocked by the phonograph.

"Why are you laughing at me? Do you know what this thing is called?"

The phonograph didn't answer.

Another weapon was also very special, like a fork formed by two crescents, one large and one small, intersecting.

Li Banfeng called it a fork, and was mocked by the phonograph again.

Geng Zhiwei had a pistol with bullets in the magazine.

Li Banfeng put away the weapons, threw away the useless sundries, and followed the map drawn by Yu Nan, continuing to walk through the forest.

After walking for more than an hour, Li Banfeng pressed his pocket watch and took a look.

It was almost nine o'clock; why wasn't it dawn yet?

Yaowang Valley, Mount Jiangyue new land, Lu family residence.

A ray of sunlight shone into the main hall. Seeing Zhuo Yuling, the second concubine of the Lu family head Lu Dongliang, picked up a teacup, took a sip of tea, and waited quietly for the guest to arrive.

After waiting for about an hour, a man of medium build walked into the main courtyard under the guidance of the butler.

This man was wearing a black tailcoat, a black top hat, and a pair of black round-rimmed sunglasses. His cheeks were full, his features were correct, and he carried a full gentlemanly atmosphere.

He took off his hat and bowed to Seeing Zhuo Yuling: "Private detective, Dabo Ensi is at your service."

Dabo Ensi?

The person standing opposite was clearly a local with yellow skin and black hair, but he gave himself a foreigner's name.

And he and Seeing Zhuo Yuling were old acquaintances.

Seeing Zhuo Yuling didn't return the bow; she didn't even stand up from her chair. Looking at the bowing man, she only responded with a slightly contemptuous sneer: "Haven't seen you for a few years, how did you become a fake foreign devil?"

The voice was very soft, but the words were very harsh.

Dabo Ensi responded politely: "Madam, a gentleman does not discuss bloodlines, and demeanor does not distinguish between countries."

Seeing Zhuo Yuling pointed to the chair beside her: "Sit."

Dabo Ensi put on his top hat. He was a bit dissatisfied with Seeing Zhuo Yuling's arrogance, but still sat in the chair.

Seeing Zhuo Yuling lit a lady's cigarette, took a puff, and said slowly: "I asked you to come to do three things. The first thing is to reclaim wasteland, the second thing is to find someone, and the third thing is to kill someone.

There's no need to talk about the wasteland reclamation; you know the market price.

The matter of finding someone, I told you in the letter; that is my daughter, this matter is the most urgent.

The matter of killing someone, that person's name is Li Banfeng; here is his photo and information. It's best to catch him alive."

Dabo Ensi looked at Li Banfeng's photo, was silent for a moment, and said: "What a pity."

"What's a pity?" Seeing Zhuo Yuling was startled.

Dabo Ensi laughed: "Nothing, just feel that this young man is a pity."

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