Chapter 706: Hundred Flower Song

In the round dance floor, Li Li Banfeng sat on a chair, enjoying Meng De's song and dance.

Meng De's performance today was very outstanding, and there was constant applause from the audience, but Li Li Banfeng always felt something was missing.

Was it technique or emotion? Li Li Banfeng couldn't say clearly. If his wife were by his side, she would definitely be able to point out the problem, just like every night before sleeping, when Li Li Banfeng let Meng De stand by the bed and sing, his wife would always be by the side holding a board, giving a few pointers.

Thinking of his wife—

Boom!

With a loud noise, Li Li Banfeng woke up from his dream.

He realized he had had a dream he shouldn't have had.

He crawled out from under the bed, looked at the surrounding environment, and then took out the judge's pen from under a pile of newspapers.

"Brother, which room did you come from?"

"Hmph!" The judge's pen was too lazy to get angry, and too lazy to answer.

Li Li Banfeng walked quickly to the main room. Hong Ying had just helped his wife up and found Meng De from under the table: "How did I tell you? Don't let Seventh Master dream of home. You can't even do this little thing well!"

Meng De was very aggrieved. The phonograph advised: "Forget it, dreams change in an instant; it's hard for Meng De not to make a mistake. Husband, tidy up and go to sleep."

How could Li Li Banfeng have the face to sleep at home? Ever since he learned the Connecting the Cave Room technique, as long as he dreamed of home while at home, the house would inevitably have problems. With more than a dozen rooms, sometimes they would be turned upside down by him.

He had just learned the technique, so it was reasonable that he hadn't mastered it yet. Li Li Banfeng moved to Outside Xiaoyao Wu to sleep for a night. The next morning, he went to the new land. Today was the day Qin Qin Tianjiu received the land plot and became the Earth Deity.

Although there was a ready-made deed, little Fatty didn't understand the process of becoming an Earth Deity. Ma Wu invited Feng Daiku to provide guidance, but he hadn't expected Pan Pan Dehai to come specifically from Haichiling to congratulate little Fatty.

As soon as he saw Pan Pan Dehai, Feng Daiku turned and left. Fortunately, Pan Pan Dehai was also an expert, helping little Fatty receive the territory and teaching little Fatty some essentials for guarding the territory.

Gao Gao Shuxia looked at Qin Qin Xiaopang, her eyes almost falling out from greed. She also wanted to be an Earth Deity.

Hundred-Eyed Fish poked her in the waist: "Don't just stare; do the proper thing."

The two of them searched in the crowd for a long time but didn't find Li Qi, only seeing Ma Wu.

Hundred-Eyed Fish walked up and bowed carefully: "May I ask if you are the Fifth Young Master?"

Ma Wu looked Hundred-Eyed Fish up and down and nodded slightly: "I am indeed Ma."

Hundred-Eyed Fish raised her head and looked at Ma Wu, feeling slightly impolite. In her panic, she lowered her head again: "I have admired you for a long time, Young Master. Being able to see you today is truly a great honor."

While speaking, Hundred-Eyed Fish stole two glances at Ma Wu, and her cheeks were already flushed red.

Gao Gao Shuxia watched from the side and sneered inwardly.

She still knew how to blush?

The Hundred-Eyed Fish has roamed the New Land for many years; she is a famous and resounding wandering monster. What kind of man has she not seen?

And she was a Hundred-Eyed Fish; how could she need to steal glances at Ma Wu? She could look at him however she wanted. Ma Wu had been looked at from top to bottom by her. Putting on this appearance, wasn't it just to try to get information out of Ma Wu?

However, it was said that Ma Wu was a romantic young master; perhaps he really would fall for her methods.

"Young Lady, you praise me so much; I am flattered. Young Lady, please this way!" Ma Wu hurriedly found a wooden house and invited Hundred-Eyed Fish to sit down.

This wooden house was left by a hunter who reclaimed land and was very simple. Ma Wu took a tablecloth from his men, spread it on the table, and set up a teapot and tea fruits.

He used curtains to block the window and lit candles.

He spread a red carpet on the floor and took a few bouquets of flowers to decorate the windowsill and the corners of the room. The atmosphere in the room immediately changed.

Seeing Ma Wu put in so much effort, Gao Gao Shuxia smiled indifferently. This silly boy had taken the bait.

Hundred-Eyed Fish's train of thought was correct. By getting information out of Ma Wu about Li Qi's ideas, the matter of the territory could be expected to be done.

After waiting outside the wooden house for more than an hour, Hundred-Eyed Fish walked out and nodded slightly toward Gao Gao Shuxia.

Gao Gao Shuxia hurriedly greeted her: "Is the matter done?"

Hundred-Eyed Fish nodded: "Done. I told him that we came with Pan Pan Dehai, mainly to find Li Qi. We also want a piece of new land. Not much, just one piece. The two of us will use it together.

Although we are currently following Pan Pan Dehai, we haven't done anything with him and don't have any feelings for him. In the future, we will follow Li Qi and Ma Wu steadfastly, guaranteeing loyalty and devotion, without any second thoughts."

Gao Gao Shuxia stared at Hundred-Eyed Fish for a long time and asked: "Did you go to get information out of Ma Wu just now?"

"Mm." Hundred-Eyed Fish nodded.

"Where is Li Qi?"

Hundred-Eyed Fish thought for a long time and shook her head: "Ma Wu didn't seem to say."

Pan Pan Dehai was busy running around, helping Qin Qin Tianjiu finish all the matters, and was sitting under a tree resting. Li Li Banfeng came to his side and handed him a cup of tea: "Thank you for your hard work, Pan Lao."

Pan Pan Dehai shook his head: "I have a master-disciple relationship with Qin Qin Tianjiu, and Qin Qin Tianjiu has a brotherhood with you.

You are also a person of virtue among the younger generation. Helping a person of virtue and doing virtuous things is my duty; how can I say it's hard work?"

"Pan Lao said it well," Li Li Banfeng put down the tea, "Then let's talk about the price directly."

"Brother Li Qi, you have too deep a misunderstanding of me," Pan Pan Dehai sighed long, "Having known each other for so long, in terms of gains and losses, when have I ever haggled with you? Opening your mouth to talk about price just makes people's hearts turn cold."

After speaking, Pan Pan Dehai took out a small statue and handed it to Li Li Banfeng.

This was the statue of Seventh Master. Li Li Banfeng had seen it; he had another one in his hand, which was also given by Pan Pan Dehai.

"Pan Lao, is this the magic treasure you use to collect human Qi?"

Pan Pan Dehai smiled and shook his head: "This is a technique used to collect human Qi, but it can't be considered a magic treasure."

This one sentence pointed out the key point.

Pan Pan Dehai could help Li Li Banfeng collect the human Qi of Haichiling, and this was his unique method.

Li Li Banfeng touched the texture of the statue; the surging human Qi was almost overflowing.

Pan Pan Dehai drank tea and said slowly: "Haichiling has had favorable weather this year. Speaking of which, I have put in quite a bit of effort, but the credit eventually went to Seventh Master. I can't help but feel a bit envious in my heart."

The words were very clear. Pan Pan Dehai brought prosperity to Haichiling, which was the duty of an Earth Deity, but Li Li Banfeng gained greater benefits from it. This remuneration, he should pay it.

But before paying, Li Li Banfeng had to ask clearly about the purpose.

Pan Pan Dehai helping out was naturally also for the new land.

"You want new land; what do you want to use it for?"

If Pan Pan Dehai said he wanted to keep it for himself to accumulate human Qi, that would be pure nonsense. Haichiling was a big city in Puluo Prefecture, and its ability to gather human Qi was far greater than a piece of new land.

"I want to leave a piece of territory for Gao Gao Shuxia and Hundred-Eyed Fish. They have done quite a few things for me and will have to do some things for me in the future. If I only talk about friendship and don't give some real benefits, this friendship lacks some virtue."

Pan Pan Dehai said the truth, but Li Li Banfeng didn't make a sound.

Pan Pan Dehai sighed: "I know you have some conflicts with these two women."

There were indeed conflicts, especially with Gao Gao Shuxia, who had teamed up with little Feng to plot against Youtao.

Hundred-Eyed Fish had once wanted to team up with the Mountain-Pulling Master to deal with Meng Meng Yuchun, and she had also teamed up with Gao Gao Shuxia, wanting to fish in troubled waters and take away Bei Bei Wushuang's territory.

Li Li Banfeng remembered all these things.

"We can settle the conflicts between them later. I can give you this piece of new land. You can entrust the territory to whoever you want; I can not ask. But you must keep my rules." Li Li Banfeng wrote a contract on the spot.

Pan Pan Dehai read the contract and nodded: "Since it is to guard the land for Puluo Prefecture, whether it is Pan or these two women, we will never form an alliance with the Inner Prefecture in the future, nor will we do things for the Inner Prefecture. This is the foundation of virtue and also belongs to the conduct of virtue. If there is any violation, Pan is willing to be punished!"

Li Li Banfeng laughed: "Agreeing so readily, this doesn't look like your usual temperament."

Pan Pan Dehai signed the deed, pressed his blood handprint, and handed it to Li Li Banfeng: "The matter of Desongya is still fresh in my memory. That was where my Dao Sect foundation was located, and now it has become barren.

To say I don't feel heartache would be a lie, but the actions of those people have already gone against the foundation of virtue. Suffering such a bitter fruit is truly deserved!"

Li Li Banfeng nodded: "Did it scare you?"

Pan Pan Dehai raised his eyebrows: "Old man, I have always been able to distinguish right from wrong in the face of major issues."

Li Li Banfeng reminded: "There aren't that many major issues of right and wrong. This matter was easy to distinguish to begin with. It's good to be able to see clearly now; don't be confused in the future.

The deed is written clearly. I will collect human Qi from you every two months. When the time comes, don't try to deny the debt."

Li Li Banfeng handed the pair of deeds to Pan Pan Dehai and placed the small statue on his own head.

He didn't rush to drain the human Qi. He had to control it, control it very precisely, and let the human Qi slowly wander between the flesh and bones.

Cultivation is a grinding thing. He hadn't noticed it before, but now he had some insights. He could clearly feel the stagnation in his joints and the swelling in his flesh.

Human Qi injected slowly, wiping away the stagnation bit by bit and releasing the swelling bit by bit, repeating the cycle, allowing Li Li Banfeng to slowly experience the comfort in his body.

"So slippery!" Li Li Banfeng looked at Pan Pan Dehai and couldn't help but exclaim.

"What's so slippery?" Pan Pan Dehai's old face turned red.

Li Li Banfeng said with a lingering aftertaste: "It's too comfortable. You've lived to such an old age; you must know this feeling."

"I don't really know—" Pan Pan Dehai looked around and shouted at little Fatty, "Little Qin, I have something to tell you."

Pan Pan Dehai told little Fatty some things about the territory, then called Gao Gao Shuxia and Hundred-Eyed Fish, and left the new land together.

Gao Gao Shuxia was still anxious: "We've searched everywhere, but didn't see Li Qi. We haven't talked to him about the proper business yet!"

Pan Pan Dehai shook his head: "No need to talk to him anymore. I've already talked to him."

Gao Gao Shuxia said happily: "Is the matter settled?"

"It's settled," Pan Pan Dehai thought deeply, "He said slippery; what did he mean?"

Hundred-Eyed Fish's expression was slightly infatuated: "It should be saying fragrant and slippery. Fragrant and slippery good things are the most pleasing."

"Do you know where this fragrance and slipperiness come from?" Face-Not-Big picked up a piece of roast duck and looked at Zhong Er and Light Bulb.

Zhong Er looked at the duck and thought carefully: "The key is in the oil and water. The more oil, the more fragrant and slippery the duck meat."

Face-Not-Big shook his head: "You're only half right. The more oil, the more slippery it is, but whether it's fragrant or not depends on the heat. If the heat is too high, the oil and water will burn, and it won't taste like anything when eaten. If the heat is too low, the oil and water will be fishy, not only not fragrant,

but greasy."

Light Bulb shook his head: "Duck is fishy to begin with."

Face-Not-Big shook his head: "Then it depends on what kind of seasoning there is. Eating roast duck must be accompanied by green onions. Green onion leaves won't do; the texture is too coarse, and chewing them in the mouth is like firewood, ruining the freshness and tenderness of the duck meat. So you have to eat the white part of the green onion.

The knife work for the white part of the green onion is also particular. It can't be too thin; thin green onion shreds can't suppress the greasiness. It also can't be too thick; too much juice will steal the show and suppress the fragrance of the duck meat.

The reason I love eating at this restaurant is because they are particular about doing things. The thickness of the white green onion is appropriate, and the duck pancakes are thin and thick just right.

We are also particular about eating. How much meat to roll in a pancake, how much green onion to put, how much sauce to dip—these are all studies."

Zhong Er followed Face-Not-Big and rolled the pancakes earnestly.

Light Bulb hugged the duck, tearing and gnawing, only caring about eating meat.

Face-Not-Big wasn't happy. He looked at Light Bulb and said: "Didn't I tell you? You have to eat with particularity."

Light Bulb laughed: "I want to eat faster so I can go back and practice."

Seeing his way of eating, Face-Not-Big didn't even have an appetite: "With your comprehension, it's useless no matter how much bitterness you endure."

The three were eating when a girl entered the shop, stood in the lobby, and sang a song: "Spring flowers bloom, wandering alone in the hundred-flower garden, a gust of wild wind drops the golden fan, from now on lovesickness hangs full in the heart."

"Hundred Flower Song," the most popular song on the streets of Green Water City.

The girl held a flower basket, singing as she walked. She was pretty, had an excellent figure, and her singing voice was soft and delicate, as if a feather was turning around in the heart, making people unable to bear missing a single word.

The guests raised their heads one after another, wanting to take a few more looks, looking at the flower basket in the girl's hand, and trying their best to avoid the girl's gaze.

Zhong Er didn't avoid it. He kept staring at the girl, and the girl also looked at him.

Light Bulb said from the side: "What are you doing? Are you listening to the song?"

Zhong Er nodded: "Yes, isn't this singing a song?"

Light Bulb laughed: "She's selling flowers! Not letting you watch for free. If you keep watching, you have to pay!"

The two were talking when Face-Not-Big took out a silver dollar, placed it in the girl's flower basket, and took a flower at will.

The girl looked at the silver dollar, which was enough to buy several baskets of her flowers. She wanted to give change, but Face-Not-Big signaled that it wasn't needed. She wanted to leave the flower basket to Face-Not-Big, but Face-Not-Big waved his hand: "One is enough."

After eating and drinking his fill, they walked out of the roast duck shop and walked toward the residence. After walking not far, Zhong Er turned his head and found that the flower-selling girl was still following behind.

"Do you have anything else?" Zhong Er asked.

The flower-selling girl lowered her head and didn't speak.

"I already gave you money just now; let's consider these flowers bought by us." Zhong Er walked up to the girl, took the flower basket, and turned to leave.

Light Bulb asked Zhong Er: "What are you doing?"

Zhong Er said: "She is selling flowers. Now that her flowers are all sold, she has no reason to continue following us."

Light Bulb laughed: "Do you think this looks like following? Walking behind so openly, can this also be considered following?"

Zhong Er didn't find it funny: "Then what do you think her intention is?"

Light Bulb was helpless at Zhong Er's stubbornness. Face-Not-Big always said Zhong Er had talent; he really couldn't see where this talent was: "The girl just wants to express her heart.

Things in Puluo Prefecture have their own particularities. Master gave a silver dollar at once, and the girl felt grateful in her heart and chased after to say a word of thanks. What's wrong with that?"

Zhong Er looked back at the girl, only to see the girl standing with her head down in the wind, not saying a word.

"She didn't say thanks either."

"Nonsense!" Light Bulb frowned, "You just shamed her just now; she's uncomfortable. Can't you see that?"

【127】

"We gave her money, she gave us flowers; it's a matter of mutual consent. I don't think there's anything to be uncomfortable about." Zhong Er hugged the flower basket and continued walking forward.

Light Bulb looked back at the girl and sighed helplessly.

Walking past a street, Zhong Er put the flower basket on the side of the road.

Light Bulb said: "What are you doing?"

"These flowers shouldn't be brought back home; this is clearly unsafe."

"What's unsafe about it?"

Zhong Er said earnestly: "I encountered similar cases when I first arrived at the Bureau. Some people hid tracking devices in souvenirs and decorations."

Light Bulb couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm saying, what exactly is Honey-Sister thinking? How did she take a fancy to you? Eating in a restaurant in Puluo Prefecture, who hasn't encountered flower sellers? How did you come up with so many things here?"

Zhong Er walked up to Face-Not-Big: "Master, give me the flower you bought too; this is indeed unsafe."

Face-Not-Big glared at Zhong Er, held the flower, and walked forward alone.

Light Bulb looked at Zhong Er: "Don't know how to behave, right? Do you know where you were wrong now?"

Zhong Er shook his head: "I don't know."

Light Bulb intentionally distanced himself from Face-Not-Big and lowered his voice: "When we were eating just now, there were people selling handkerchiefs, people selling folding fans, and people selling porcelain dolls. Master didn't buy anything else; why did he specifically buy that girl's flower?"

Zhong Er could see this: "Because that girl is pretty, and her singing is not bad."

Light Bulb nodded: "Simply put, Master is interested in that girl. The girl received the money and even chased after him. This proves that she is also interested in Master. Don't you understand this!"

Zhong Er didn't understand: "Judging from Master's dress, appearance, and temperament, it's impossible for that girl to have any good feelings for you."

Light Bulb looked into the distance: "You can say that louder. It would be best if Master heard it."

Zhong Er didn't care: "Even if he heard it, it's still the same. I believe Master himself should be able to make a correct judgment. Just based on that girl's appearance, figure, and singing skills, there won't be few people who take the initiative to give her money. For her, this is very likely a common occurrence. She chased out of the restaurant, which makes me feel abnormal."

Light Bulb didn't know how to explain: "Don't always use the thinking mode of the Outer Prefecture to deal with events in Puluo Prefecture.

What kind of person is our Master? His knowledge is definitely more than ours. Can't he see what the other party's intention is?

This flower-selling girl might have taken our Master for a rich person and wanted to earn a few more dollars, or she might just think our Master is a good person and wanted to say a word of thanks."

Zhong Er shook his head: "If I have to give an explanation for her behavior, I would rather believe she took a fancy to you, because in terms of external conditions, you occupy too much of an advantage."

Light Bulb pressed his palm down: "Don't let Master hear this. I don't want to be envied by Master because I look better than him. Regardless of the reason, this flower is a thought for Master, a very good thought.

Master said that he really wanted us to practice Joy Cultivation together, because he hadn't enjoyed such blessings in his life. It's not easy to have such a thought today, and you are always making trouble here. Isn't this purely asking for trouble?

Don't mention that flower again, don't add trouble to Master again. Let this matter pass. Go back and practice properly."

Light Bulb's words were not wrong. In terms of strength and experience, Zhong Er indeed couldn't be mentioned in the same breath as Face-Not-Big.

But returning to the residence and seeing that flower, Zhong Er always felt like there was a knot in his heart. He still wanted to find a chance to clear this thing out.

At 10:30 in the evening, Face-Not-Big was a bit tired and went to sleep. That flower was inserted in a vase by the bed.

Zhong Er entered the room, placed a teapot by the bed, and said softly: "Master, drink this if you are thirsty at night."

Face-Not-Big nodded: "Put the tea there. Don't touch that flower."

Zhong Er's idea was seen through. He indeed wanted to take the opportunity of putting down the tea to take the flower away.

Face-Not-Big sat up from the bed, looked at Zhong Er silently, and asked: "Do you believe in love at first sight in this world?"

Zhong Er didn't know how to answer. He couldn't grasp Face-Not-Big's temperament either. He felt that this person was sometimes very wise and sometimes incomparably innocent.

Encountering this situation, Zhong Er only had one way to deal with it. If it were an enemy, then don't say anything more and just start fighting.

If it were one of his own, then tell the truth: "Master, I don't believe in love at first sight, especially the woman we met in the restaurant today. I don't believe she has any good feelings for you."

Face-Not-Big frowned: "Are you saying I don't look good?"

Zhong Er said as tactfully as possible: "I feel that you are slightly—mediocre."

Face-Not-Big asked again: "Do you think that girl looks good?"

Zhong Er gave an objective evaluation: "Her appearance can be described as outstanding, and her figure is even more outstanding than her appearance."

Face-Not-Big nodded: "Her figure is truly good, especially that slender waist, which can be grasped in one hand, reminding me of someone."

Zhong Er roughly understood Face-Not-Big's mood: "Master, this girl might be very similar to someone you secretly loved back then. And today, you have an extraordinary status and position, and you met this girl who can evoke your memories again, so you want to replicate that relationship from back then.

But I feel that such a replication has no meaning. In those green years, you and that girl must have been very simple. If that girl couldn't be with you back then, it shouldn't be because you didn't have wealth back then, nor because you didn't have ability back then. She should have simply felt that you didn't look good back then—"

Face-Not-Big shook his head and said, "It wasn't back then; I only just met her not long ago. Actually, it doesn't even count as meeting; I just saw her once, and we didn't even exchange greetings." Face-Not-Big picked up the flower in the vase. "This young lady looks very much like the New Land's local deity, Chu Yaoqian."

Zhong Er was stunned.

He did not know Chu Yaoqian, but he realized that Face-Not-Big's true thoughts did not align with his own guesses.

Face-Not-Big held the flower and asked Zhong Er:

"Do you know who Chu Yaoqian is?"

Zhong Er shook his head repeatedly.

Face-Not-Big laughed. "Shu Wanjuan killed twelve local deities and only spared one. He wanted to use this local deity to bite He He Jiaqing. It's a pity she didn't manage to bite him, but that doesn't mean Chu Yaoqian is useless.

Chu Yaoqian is still He He Jiaqing's person. She can still use the influence of the Hand-Foot Alliance to do things—for example, having the Hand-Foot Alliance provide her with an identity, like a flower girl or something similar, to come out and scout for information."

After she scouts for news, she might give it to He He Jiaqing, or she might give it to Shu Wanjuan, because Shu Wanjuan likes to leave a backup plan on others. Don't you think so?"

"I don't know." The amount of information was too large; Zhong Er couldn't react for a while.

"Didn't ask you," Face-Not-Big shook his head, "Old Shu, do you think I'm right?"

Zhong Er was startled and scanned the room. Could there be other people in this room?

A cold wind blew, blowing away the flowers in Face-Not-Big's hands, and the petals flew everywhere, turning into dots of ink.

The ink hung on the wall, leaving a few lines of text: "Autumn flowers are beautiful, a good time and beautiful scenery witness the marriage, iron hooves trample on the remaining flowers and candles, breaking up the mandarin ducks is the most pitiful."

This was still the lyrics of "Hundred Flower Song." Twenty-eight characters turned into a writing brush, constantly writing on the wall.

Dense characters covered every corner of the room.

A man walked out of the text, with gray hair and beard, wearing a long robe, holding a paper fan, looking like a storyteller.

Face-Not-Big looked at the storyteller and laughed. "Shu Wanjuan, you are truly wicked. Knowing that I have never been cherished by anyone in my life, you let Chu Yaoqian use this trick to scheme against me. Do you really think I would fall for it?"

Shu Wanjuan laughed: "Didn't you fall for it? I have already found you. Do you think you can still run away?"

Reasonably speaking, Face-Not-Big really couldn't run away. The full-room text had blocked all his escape routes, and Shu Wanjuan hadn't left him half a chance to slip away.

But Face-Not-Big wasn't panicked at all.

"Shu Wanjuan, do you think finding me is necessarily a good thing?"

Shu Wanjuan laughed: "Isn't it a good thing?"

A layer of grease seeped out of the wall, slowly flowing on the text.

The ink marks dissolved in the grease and slowly flowed to the ground along the grease.

Shu Wanjuan was startled. Face-Not-Big's grease had changed, which surprised him very much.

And now without the encirclement of text, Face-Not-Big might escape at any time.

Shu Wanjuan drew out his writing brush, preparing to add text to trap Face-Not-Big.

But before the writing brush could be swung out, Shu Wanjuan discovered one thing.

The urgent matter at hand didn't seem to be trapping Face-Not-Big.

He discovered that the grease was spreading upward along his feet. ===== CHAPTER 707 =====