Chapter 690

The Bitter Ku Pozi appeared before Shu Wanjuan. She was still dressed in the same way: a scarf and coarse cloth clothes,

covered tightly from head to toe.

Shu Wanjuan stared at the Bitter Ku Pozi, looking her up and down several times: "After all these years, you really haven't changed."

The Bitter Ku Pozi also stared at Shu Wanjuan for a moment: "You have changed quite a bit. When I first saw you, you looked like a storyteller in a teahouse, but looking at you now, you look like a teacher in a private school."

Shu Wanjuan tidied his long gown and took out a fan: "I also do the storyteller business. If I take off these glasses and take a piece of wood, earning one tael of silver a day is not a problem. Come to Chaoge another day, and I'll open a show for you alone in the teahouse."

The Bitter Ku Pozi waved her hand: "Thanks for your kindness, but my bones are too hard. I can't bring myself to kneel before your Sage. I'm afraid I can't go to Chaoge."

Shu Wanjuan flicked his sleeves: "Don't just say nice things. How much better can you be than the Sage? Are there few people who kneel to you in the Bitter Vegetable Village? They kneel to you, isn't it also to earn a way to live?"

The Bitter Ku Pozi shook her head: "I didn't force anyone to kneel, and I didn't force anyone to come to the Bitter Vegetable Village."

Shu Wanjuan smiled: "But you force people to suffer. Whether they study literature or martial arts, do business or sell art, they all have sins here, they all have to suffer, and after suffering, they still have to be grateful to you."

The Bitter Ku Pozi asked: "Is it not necessary to suffer if you follow the imperial court?"

Shu Wanjuan said: "Following the imperial court also requires suffering, but there is a limit to the suffering. It's not like in the Bitter Vegetable Village, where so many people suffer until they die without ever tasting a bit of sweetness."

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The Bitter Ku Pozi laughed: "Then why didn't you follow the imperial court all along? Why did you follow the Peddler back then?"

Shu Wanjuan spoke very honestly: "If you learn literature and martial arts, you sell them to the emperor's family. I have always wanted to follow the imperial court,

but the previous imperial court didn't value talent, so I wanted to change the imperial court.

Who could have thought that the Peddler didn't want to be emperor, and the emperor was gone, so where would the imperial court come from? Fighting side by side with him, in the end, I only got silver. Do you really think I went to risk my life?"

The Bitter Ku Pozi really wanted to talk about this: "Aren't you risking your life for the imperial court now?"

Shu Wanjuan shook his head: "This is different. The imperial court gave me a title, and a title is much more important than silver.

In my fief, I have the power of life and death, and I can make my own decisions. Whether they are slaves, commoners, scholars, or even ministers, they all have to kneel to me properly."

The Bitter Ku Pozi laughed: "Back then in the war, you could charge into the enemy lines and make plans. You did so many things for the Peddler. Was it all for this?"

Shu Wanjuan didn't hide it at all: "What's wrong with it being for this? Is there anything wrong with it? Why do people learn so many skills and abilities in their lifetime? Isn't it to become a superior person?

What you did in the Bitter Vegetable Village, what was it for? Mixing sand in good rice, isn't this immoral? 'Only by suffering the bitterest of the bitter can one become a superior person.' Isn't this something you often say?"

The Bitter Ku Pozi sighed: "You have a good tongue, I can't talk you down. These messy crooked principles, if you were to talk for three days and three nights, I'm afraid you wouldn't finish."

Shu Wanjuan shook his head: "These are not crooked principles, they are correct principles. Let alone three days and three nights, they have been talked about for thousands of years all over the world, and I don't know how many versions have been changed, but what is talked about is still this correct principle!

A superior person must look like a superior person. What is the Peddler? Why does he want to change these thousands of years of correct principles? Ask around, does anyone in this world believe in his set?"

The Bitter Ku Pozi laughed: "Why don't you say this to his face?"

Shu Wanjuan's expression remained unchanged: "This can't be said to his face, because I can't beat him! I don't believe in the Peddler's principles, but I believe in his fists. Aren't you the same?"

During the conversation, Shu Wanjuan looked at He He Haiqin: "This young man is smart. He knows what the correct principles are, and he knows how to change the correct principles and use the friendship of hand and foot bones and blood to trick others into risking their lives. To put it bluntly, isn't he still wanting to be a Sage?"

He He Haiqin didn't speak. The Bitter Ku Pozi said: "I want to save this person's life. For the sake of our old camaraderie, can you give me some face?"

Shu Wanjuan shook his head: "That won't do, unless he returns the stolen things."

He He Haiqin said: "What did I steal?"

"The contract!" Shu Wanjuan frowned, "We've reached this point, are you still playing dumb?"

He He Haiqin really didn't admit it: "Catch a thief with the stolen goods. I don't have the contract in my hand."

Shu Wanjuan laughed: "Child, who told you the principle of 'catch a thief with the stolen goods'? Laughing Old Pliers? He tricked you. When you really want to catch a thief, you don't need to catch the stolen goods. If I say you are a thief, you are a thief."

He He Haiqin frowned: "Li Seven also stole the contract and gave it to Gu Gu Wuyan. The thief and the stolen goods were caught together. Why don't you catch him?"

Shu Wanjuan straightened his expression: "Although Li Seven stole the contract, he is not a thief!"

"Why not?"

Shu Wanjuan said: "Because he is a Prince! It's not a crime for a Prince to steal things, so how could he be a thief?"

He He Haiqin laughed: "Senior, you have read many sage books, haven't you heard that 'a prince who breaks the law is punished the same as a commoner'?"

Shu Wanjuan laughed repeatedly: "Young man, are you joking with me? Why should a prince be punished the same as a commoner? This kind of ghost talk that tricks people, don't tell me you actually believe it?"

The Bitter Ku Pozi said: "Stop grinding your teeth, I just want to save this person."

Shu Wanjuan shook his head: "Then I'll tell you the truth, you can't save this person!"

The Bitter Ku Pozi waved her hand, and flames burned on her body.

Flames also rose on Shu Wanjuan's body at the same time. The ink was evaporated and turned into black smoke, floating in the air.

The real Shu Wanjuan was still standing by the river. The Bitter Ku Pozi could tell that the person by the river was indeed Shu Wanjuan's true body.

The Bitter Ku Pozi slashed herself, and ink flowed out of Shu Wanjuan's body, his figure scattering on the ground.

This was still ink.

Looking again, Shu Wanjuan was still standing by the river.

He He Haiqin didn't quite understand. The Bitter Ku Pozi had already seen through Shu Wanjuan's true body, so why was it still ink after being hit by the technique?

The Bitter Ku Pozi knew clearly that this was Shu Wanjuan's "Heavenly Harmony" technique. As long as there were characters on him, they could block damage for him.

Shu Wanjuan looked at the Bitter Ku Pozi with a smile: "I brought several books with me today. Shall we bet and see if there are more words in the book or if your life is harder?"

Twist his luck and make the characters on him fail?

Useless. He might have dozens of books on him, tens of millions of characters. The probability of making tens of millions of characters fail at the same time was extremely low, something even the Bitter Ku Pozi couldn't do.

The Bitter Ku Pozi asked: "Can't you let him go no matter what today?"

Shu Wanjuan shook his head: "I'll say it again, as long as he returns the stolen contract, I can spare his life. The local gods of the New Land were originally subjects of the Great Shang. If subjects have two hearts, they should indeed be killed,

but He He Haiqin is not a subject of the Great Shang, at most he counts as a thief. Whether a thief is killed or not doesn't matter much,

but the things the thief stole must be taken back.

As long as this step is achieved, I can account for it when I return to Chaoge, and whether He He Haiqin lives or dies has nothing to do with me."

The Bitter Ku Pozi looked at He He Haiqin.

He He Haiqin said calmly: "I didn't take their contract, what do you want me to return to you?"

Shu Wanjuan frowned slightly: "Thieves never remember the pain. But you are refusing to shed tears until you see the coffin. Is this your only chance to live, and you don't know how to cherish it?"

The Bitter Ku Pozi laughed: "I'm still standing here, he should still have quite a few chances to live, right?"

Shu Wanjuan sighed: "The old camaraderie is still there, but it can't withstand you wasting it like this. Do you really think you can beat me?"

"Whether I can beat you is hard to say, but I know you can't fight for long." The Bitter Ku Pozi waved her hand, and the small river beside Shu Wanjuan suddenly turned red. The water flowing in the river was no longer water, but lava.

The Bitter Ku Pozi pulled He He Haiqin and stood on the lava, saying to Shu Wanjuan: "Come, come and fight. Let's see how long it takes you to kill me.

You killed so many local gods, the Peddler will be here soon. Let's see how long you can hold on!"

He He Haiqin's face was pale. Stepping on the lava, this feeling wasn't good. And this wasn't ordinary lava;

he couldn't hold on for too long either.

Shu Wanjuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them carefully.

Killing He He Haiqin wasn't difficult, but the Bitter Ku Pozi had the "Heavenly Harmony" technique. Killing her in a short time definitely wasn't an easy task.

Moreover, the Bitter Ku Pozi was right; Shu Wanjuan had to leave the Star Fall Continent before the Peddler arrived.

After a long silence, Shu Wanjuan didn't make a move, and the Bitter Ku Pozi took He He Haiqin away.

Watching the two go far away, Shu Wanjuan revealed a smile. His goal had been achieved.

What should have been chased was chased, what should have been fought was fought, and the things that should have been said had already been made clear.

This was originally the result he expected. Instead of fighting the Bitter Ku Pozi to the death, he had a better way to solve the problem.

Returning to the meeting hall, Shu Wanjuan pulled two people out of the pile of dead bodies: one was Xiao Qian Xiao Qian Xiangjun, and the other was Chu Yaoqian. These two people were left behind by him on purpose. Because their consciousness was blurred, these two people didn't dare to resist and didn't think of escaping.

Shu Wanjuan patted Xiao Qian Xiao Qian Xiangjun's forehead, said a few words to him, and then put him aside.

Then he came to Chu Yaoqian's side and first comforted her: "Girl, were you scared?"

Chu Yaoqian trembled all over: "Senior, please spare my life, I know I was wrong."

Shu Wanjuan smiled: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you. This is your territory. In your territory, no one dares to kill you, otherwise, they would violate the Peddler's rules."

Chu Yaoqian didn't understand. What did this mean?

Did this person need to follow the Peddler's rules?

Shu Wanjuan explained: "I don't need to care about the Peddler's rules, but He He Haiqin cannot violate the Peddler's rules, so he killed so many local gods, but he didn't kill you."

Chu Yaoqian was even more confused!

How did it become He He Haiqin who killed the local gods?

Shu Wanjuan repeated it again: "It was He He Haiqin who killed the local gods. You must remember this, don't have any ambiguity."

Chu Yaoqian didn't dare to agree. She still couldn't see Shu Wanjuan's intention.

Shu Wanjuan said: "You might have true feelings for He He Haiqin, but he doesn't have true intentions for you. He didn't kill you just because he was afraid of being punished by the Peddler."

Chu Yaoqian's expression was dazed. She felt like she had been hit by some profound technique.

She had indeed been hit by a technique, but it wasn't that profound. It was the most basic technique of literary cultivation, the first layer of land skin technique, "Lotus Blooming from the Mouth."

Shu Wanjuan patted Chu Yaoqian's forehead: "He He Haiqin used you to gather these local gods in one place to kill them and occupy their territory exclusively. If you don't believe me, ask him, he is He He Haiqin's subordinate."

Chu Yaoqian looked at Xiao Qian Xiao Qian Xiangjun.

Xiao Qian Xiao Qian Xiangjun said to Chu Yaoqian: "The local gods here were all killed by He He Haiqin. He He Haiqin used the bitter cultivation technique and the thief cultivation technique to kill them."

Did He He Haiqin know the bitter cultivation technique?

Xiao Qian Xiao Qian Xiangjun said he knew it, so he must know it.

Chu Yaoqian's gaze was dull, and she nodded at Shu Wanjuan.

Shu Wanjuan said: "As for how He He Haiqin killed these local gods, I have already written it all down. You must read it carefully."

He took out an article from his sleeve and pressed it against Chu Yaoqian's forehead.

Every word of the article drilled into Chu Yaoqian's mind. Chu Yaoqian nodded frequently: "Yes, it was He He Haiqin who killed them. He He Haiqin used the bitter cultivation technique and the thief cultivation technique to kill them. Those local gods were originally here for a meeting, and as a result, they... without any precautions, were..."

Shu Wanjuan laughed: "That's right, He He Haiqin killed so many local gods, but he hasn't violated the Peddler's rules yet. What do you think the Peddler will do?"

Chu Yaoqian shook her head, looking at Shu Wanjuan with a dazed expression.

Shu Wanjuan sighed: "The Peddler is having a hard time. He can eat open losses, he can eat secret losses, but he really can't swallow this dumb loss."

The Bitter Ku Pozi took He He Haiqin, originally wanting to escape to the Bitter Vegetable Village. Passing by blade cultivator Qiu Qiu Sandao's territory, they arrived in a forest, and He He Haiqin suddenly stopped.

His chest was injured by Shu Wanjuan, and his legs were scalded by the lava, but He He Haiqin could still move.

He took more than a dozen feathers from his bosom and threw them into Qiu Qiu Sandao's territory.

The feathers drifted with the wind, the farthest one drifting to the edge of the forest and falling to the ground.

The Bitter Ku Pozi recognized this technique; this was a thief cultivation technique, "No Treasure Left Behind."

"What are you doing?"

He He Haiqin said: "Senior, please wait for me for a moment."

He lay on the ground and dug down along the position where the feathers fell. He dug up quite a few spiritual objects, but He He Haiqin didn't like them and threw them aside.

Digging to the twelfth feather, He He Haiqin finally dug up the thing he wanted: Qiu Qiu Sandao's contract.

The Bitter Ku Pozi was stunned: "How did you know Qiu Qiu Sandao's contract was in this forest?"

He He Haiqin said: "For this matter, I have been planning for almost ten years. I have stepped on the plates of these territories. I dare not say I'm ten percent sure, but I dare say it's not far off."

The Bitter Ku Pozi frowned: "We've reached this point, and you still want to steal?"

He He Haiqin said: "We've already reached this point, why not steal?"

"Shu Wanjuan might still chase after us."

"As long as I run fast enough, he might not be able to catch up with me." He He Haiqin ran all the way to Zhuang Jiahan's territory.

Late at night, Li Li Banfeng entered the stairwell from the sixteenth floor and followed the stairs into the twelfth floor.

The twelfth floor was a floor he was relatively familiar with, because there used to be a fake archives room here.

When he came last time, he didn't find this fake archives room. This time, changing the route, he didn't know what effect it would produce.

Pushing open the stair door, a large iron gate appeared in front.

Li Li Banfeng smiled. Seeing the large iron gate was much better than the previous result; at least now the stairwell maze had been triggered.

The projector controlled the surveillance equipment, the gloves opened the door, and Li Li Banfeng released Li Banfeng B: "Vanguard army, attack!"

Li Banfeng B said angrily: "You're just letting me go empty-handed?"

Li Li Banfeng wanted to hand the sickle to Li Banfeng B, but was worried that Li Banfeng wouldn't return and would lose the sickle.

He took a dagger from his bosom and handed it to Li Banfeng B: "Newly issued by the Dark Star Bureau, I haven't even been willing to use it.

It's yours."

Li Banfeng B wanted to bite Li Li Banfeng, but unfortunately, there was no saliva. He took the dagger and entered the room. He didn't see the archives room, but saw a blade chopping down from above his head.

Li Banfeng B smiled disdainfully: "Can this thing hurt me?"

He easily dodged the guillotine, but an invisible blade cut him in half at the waist.

Li Banfeng B was shocked. This really couldn't be taken lightly.

A long blade chopped toward his face. Dodge or not?

This didn't seem to have a reason not to dodge.

Li Banfeng B turned sideways quickly, and both halves of the shadow dodged the long blade.

Another invisible blade chopped over, cutting the two halves of the shadow into four pieces.

Dodging the tangible big blade seemed to lead into the trap of the invisible blade.

But this trap was set too accurately. Could it be that someone was controlling it?

After ten minutes or so, dozens of Li Banfeng Bs walked out of the room.

"I initially thought there were industrial cultivation mechanisms in this room, but after careful investigation, I found there should be a top-level blade cultivator in this room. It's just that he might be a wandering soul. I don't have the 'Golden Eye and Autumn Hair' technique, so I can't see where he is. I suggest you go in and see for yourself."

Li Li Banfeng looked at the group of Li Banfeng Bs and nodded: "The vanguard army is looking more and more like it!"

Li Banfeng B pointed at the large iron gate: "Are you really not going in to see? I feel that blade cultivator is quite powerful."

"You already know it's a blade cultivator, so why would I go in to see..." Halfway through his sentence, Li Li Banfeng paused. He felt something flashing.

What was it?

Li Li Banfeng asked the projector: "Have all surveillance devices been controlled?"

The projector said: "Seven Guide, rest assured, now they are all our friends."

Did Honglian was anxious in the fifth room: "The message I asked you to send, was it delivered?"

The fifth room replied: "It was delivered, I have been flashing!"

Did Honglian cursed secretly: "Received the message, yet still messing around with these messy things? She really has no seriousness!"

Xiang Xiang Hongying and Nine Girls were both watching in the fifth room, but they couldn't hear the conversation between the two, only feeling that Li Seven was still too reckless.

The twelfth floor had no harvest, so Li Li Banfeng went down three floors to the ninth floor.

Did Honglian reminded the fifth room: "Send the signal again, send it faster."

Li Li Banfeng looked behind him from time to time.

The fifth room responded: "Can't be too hasty, Li Seven seems to have discovered it."

Did Honglian was very decisive, constantly urging the fifth room to continue sending signals.

She wasn't worried that Li Seven would notice. Even if he noticed the abnormality, Li Seven wouldn't easily give up the investigation.

She was worried that the person she was looking for wasn't prepared, and would cause another accident.

Li Li Banfeng pushed open the stair door and saw the large iron gate again.

The gloves opened the iron gate, and Li Li Banfeng looked inside. A white stone statue stood inside.

The stone statue was more than five meters tall, wearing a long gown and wearing gorgeous hair accessories. It was a very beautiful ancient woman.

Besides this statue, there were no other furnishings in the room. Perhaps because the carving was too excellent, the statue looked very realistic. Li Banfeng B was very fascinated, and without Li Li Banfeng's order, they took the initiative to enter the room and surrounded the statue in a circle.

Seeing that the Li Banfeng Bs were safe and sound, Li Li Banfeng also entered the room and walked around the statue a few times.

The Portable Residence followed the key. Li Li Banfeng turned in circles, and the whole family looked at the wall of the fifth room and also saw this statue.

Nine Girls exclaimed: "Heavenly Woman!"

Xiang Xiang Hongying looked carefully for a moment: "That's right, it's her!"

Both of them looked at Did Honglian. The Heavenly Woman was Did Honglian's master.

Did Honglian was full of dew and couldn't help but shout: "Don't go over!"

Xiang Xiang Hongying was startled: "What's the matter?"

Did Honglian shouted: "Someone remind Li Seven, don't let him go over!"

Xiang Xiang Hongying looked at Nine Girls, and Nine Girls was speechless for a long time.

How to remind Li Seven now?

He was outside the house, and no one could talk to him.

Did Honglian cursed inwardly: "Damn it, why bring this thing out again?"

She asked the fifth room to remind Li Seven, but the fifth room remained silent.

If she reminded him now, some things would never be explained clearly by the fifth room again.

Li Li Banfeng stood close to the statue, looked up for a moment, felt there was nothing special, and turned to leave.

Did Honglian let out a long breath, thinking the matter had passed.

Unexpectedly, the statue suddenly opened its eyes and revealed a smile at Li Li Banfeng's back.

Did Honglian hung her heart up.

The statue opened its lips and exhaled a breath at Li Li Banfeng's back.

Li Li Banfeng shivered and fell to the ground.

A group of Li Banfeng Bs fell to the ground with Li Li Banfeng.

Xiang Xiang Hongying and Nine Girls were both scared out of their wits.

Did Honglian shouted repeatedly: "Quick, find a way to get him back!"

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