Toudaoling, Shaomai Street, Wonton Hutong.
In a private house, the hostess carefully opened the iron box, then opened the wooden box from the iron box, scooped out two bowls of rice from the wooden box, and quickly closed both boxes.
The male host was also in the kitchen, holding a fly swatter and being on guard.
The hostess quickly washed the rice and put it into the pot, and the couple relaxed a little.
The male host wiped his sweat and said, "We haven't seen mosquitoes in half a month. I think this thing is really extinct."
"Then who can say it accurately?" The hostess didn't believe it. "Last time, didn't Lu Dongjun also say that he had killed the mosquitoes? But when the mosquitoes came, where did they go? If I hadn't been quick, I could have saved this little rice.
Come on, why don’t you starve to death, you bastard?”
The man kissed the woman's face hard: "Why don't you say you are virtuous? You cook first, and I will go to the street to buy some incense and candles."
"What are you buying that for? Do you have any spare money?"
"Buy as much as you want. We have to pay homage to Master Qi. Word has spread outside that Master Qi has cured the insect infestation and every household is offering incense. If they are dishonest, mosquitoes will come to their homes next year."
When she heard about mosquitoes, the hostess trembled: "Real or false, who did you listen to?"
"Really, it has spread! A temple has been built for the Seventh Master over at Sandaoling."
Sandaoling is really building a temple.
Pancake Village was building a temple. Niu Fuzhi called Niu Xiaoxian, the only construction worker in the village, and asked with a frown: "How did you build the statue of Master Seven? You can't even see the face!"
Niu Xiaoxian scratched his scalp and said, "I don't even remember what the seventh master looks like, do you remember?"
Niu Fuzhi didn't remember either: "Well, then ask others, no one in our village remembers?"
"I can't even remember it. I've asked all the questions. There's nothing I can do about it!"
…
In Erdaoling and Guokui Town, Li Banfeng saw many people going out to buy incense and candles.
You can’t even eat, so you still buy incense and candles?
All businesses in Erdaoling are in decline, but the incense and candle shop is prospering.
"How about we open an incense and candle shop?" Li Banfeng bought two bowls of porridge and six pot helmets from the breakfast stall, and squatted in the alley with Cui Tike to eat.
This breakfast stall is the first food stall to open in Guokui Town. Although there are not many customers, the boss cooks it carefully and the Guokui food tastes very good.
While Cuitike was eating, he habitually placed the begging bowl in front of him.
Li Banfeng was very puzzled: "You are not short of money, why do you have to beg for food?"
Tritik responded very seriously: "This is a sign of respect for the Taoist founder. I will always follow his path of practice until the abscess on my body is healed."
Li Banfeng looked at the bowl he was begging for, then thought about Lu Huazi's appearance, and got goosebumps all over his body: "Can your ancestor cure your abscess?"
"That's not possible," Tritik shook his head. "Although I have only met him once, I am convinced that he is a vicious person. The only person who can cure my abscess is the salesman."
"Then why don't you follow the salesman's path of cultivation, push a cart, and go out to sell it?"
Tritic pointed at his face: "I really want to sell it, but will anyone buy me like this?"
After walking around Erdaoling for several days, there were no mosquitoes at all on the streets.
Li Banfeng bought a newspaper, and the mosquitoes in Toudaoling disappeared.
"Looks like we got the job done." Li Banfeng glanced at Cui Tike.
Someone threw a few steel coins into Cuitik's broken bowl, and Cuitik was thanking them.
Putting the steel pot into his arms, Cuitik took out some white rice and put it into a bowl. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see any mosquitoes.
They have conducted similar experiments several times, and it seems that the insect plague in Haichiling has really been controlled.
Of course, the one who has the most say is the Earth God.
After lunch, Pan Dehai's voice reached his ears: "Young man, the extinct mosquitoes are really extinct this time. Although you are rampant, you are a virtuous person. I am going to give you another thing. What do you want?"
Li Banfeng thought for a while.
At first he wanted money.
But Li Banfeng has a way to make money. With such a good opportunity, he should want something more valuable.
Do you want another magic weapon to be refined again with the copper lotus?
The fan hasn't come out of the pot yet, and Lotus seems to be in trouble.
After thinking about it, Li Banfeng came up with something good: "Mr. Pan, do you still have some spare time in your heart?"
Pan Dehai was furious: "Unvirtuous! Unscrupulous! Shameless! I shouldn't pay attention to you, a lunatic!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an insect in front of Li Banfeng.
Thumb-sized, legless, white worm.
"What's the use of this bug?"
"This is the most precious treasure of the food cultivator, the intestinal reel silkworm. It is a unique rarity in Haichiling. When the food cultivator swallows it, his appetite will increase greatly, especially compared to when he was in Haichiling.
If you don’t want to eat it, you can carry it with you to help you get food in times of trouble.”
"What does it mean to eat in a difficult situation?"
"In places where there is no food, you can use food that is difficult to swallow as food."
It was so obscure that Li Banfeng asked for another long time before he understood it.
His meaning is actually very simple, that is, where there is no food, other things can be used to replace food.
For example, you can eat leaves, grass, chew wood, or even sand and stones to satisfy your hunger.
Li Banfeng held the insect and looked at it for a long time. The insect was motionless in his hand and was hard.
"Isn't this a live insect?"
"It's a live insect, but it's just not awake. If you eat it in your stomach, it'll be alive. But you're not a food cultivator, so you'd better not swallow it, otherwise you won't be able to bear the hunger.
I have given you the things and my thoughts have arrived. We will see you later, descendants."
Pan Dehai left, and Li Banfeng took Chongshu with him, and soon he became hungry.
Does just carrying it around have such a big impact?
This is truly a rare treasure.
Li Banfeng went to buy some more pot helmets, ate half of them himself and gave half to Cui Tike.
Cui Tike looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Are you leaving?"
Li Banfeng nodded: "All the things in Haichiling are done."
Cuitik was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "If one day, I let all the people in this world die from herpes, I hope one person will survive, and I hope that person is you."
Li Banfeng waved his hand and said: "There will never be a day when if you really dare to do this, you will definitely be the first to die."
Looking at Li Banfeng's back, Cui Tike murmured: "Maybe that day is not that far away."
Not long after Li Banfeng left, the sound of rattles gradually sounded in Cui Tike's ears: "I have a good cream, and I will sell you a bottle. Do you want it?"
Tritik said with a look of surprise: "Can you remove the power of the Patriarch from my body?"
"That can't be done."
Tritik's eyes dimmed: "Then what is the use of this cream?"
"It can turn Lu Huazi's pus and blood into a layer of cultivation."
Cuitike thanked him profusely: "I will tattoo four words on my chest tomorrow, I love salesmen."
The salesman was silent for a moment and said: "If you really want to do this, there will be no tomorrow."
…
"Has the insect plague in Haichiling really been cured?" He Haiqin looked at the newspaper and felt very surprised.
He had received similar news before and thought it was the same situation as before, except that some mosquitoes had been temporarily eliminated.
He Haisheng had just returned from Haichiling. He confirmed the news: "Brother, the situation is different this time. The mosquitoes in Haichiling are really extinct."
He Haiqin put down the newspaper and said: "Quick, go to Haichiling and run half of our business."
He Haisheng shook his head and said, "Brother, you sold all your business to Ling Miaoying."
He Haiqin slapped his forehead: "This cannot be counted. It was sold to him at a cabbage price at the beginning, but it is not at this price now."
He Yuxiu said from the side: "Yes, it can't be counted. I will burn his studio and get the contract back."
He Haisheng advised: "Brother, sister, the three brothers of the Ling family are not that easy to deal with. We have not thought about this matter enough."
He Haiqin rubbed his forehead and said, "Lu Dongjun was beaten to death by us, and the peaches were picked by the Ling family. Why do I feel that we were plotted against?"
…
He Jiaqing was lying on the hospital bed and received news from Ling Miaoying.
The insect plague in Haichiling has been controlled.
"Who did it?"
Ling Miaoying responded, "I haven't found any clues yet. I just heard some rumors among the people, saying that a god named Qi Laoye saved Haichiling. There is a trend of worshiping Qi Laoye in Haichiling."
"Seventh Master?" He Jiaqing had never heard of this man. "What kind of worship is it? Is it to offer incense or to offer an offering?"
"Divide the places. Just set up a memorial tablet at Toudaoling and put some incense on it.
When we arrived at Erdaoling, we had to offer sacrifices and even set up statues of gods.
When we arrived at Sandaoling, the incense became very popular, and some villages even built temples for the Seventh Master."
"What does the idol look like?"
"There are all kinds of faces, some young, some old, some ugly, some handsome, all with different looks."
"Do they have anything in common?"
"As for what they have in common, these statues seem to have lush beards."
beard?
He Jiaqing thought for a long time and said to Ling Miaoying: "Go and check the local gods in the new land around Haichiling. If you find any clues, tell me immediately."
Ling Miaoying agreed, then asked again: "The He family has come to take over the business. They said half of the business they sold to us was too cheap and they want to regret it."
He Jiaqing sneered: "You still need me to teach you about this? If you can't do it softly, do it hard; if you can't do it with literature, do it with force; if you can't do it openly, do it secretly."
"There are many ways, but it's your home."
"I have told you many times that there is no need to worry about this kind of thing. Didn't Lao Wan go to Green Water Bay? I really can't let him visit my father again.
The whereabouts of that foreigner are unknown, and I wonder if my father is afraid if he gets a rash again."
Outside the ward door, someone turned their attention to the hospital bed.
He Jiaqing immediately broke off contact with Ling Miaoying and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Watching him was Chen Changrui, captain of the security team of the Dark Star Bureau.
At this moment, he was asking the attending physician about He Jiaqing's condition.
"Still don't know when he will wake up?"
The attending physician shook his head.
After leaving the hospital, Captain Chen got into the car. "Tangyuan" You Xuehan quickly took out his notebook and waited for Captain Chen's instructions.
Captain Chen took out a cigarette and lit it: "I don't know when he will wake up yet. If he is fine, it is best to send him back to Puozhou as soon as possible. This man is staying in Yuezhou, making people uneasy."
Bulb looked back at Chen Changrui: "What kind of place is Puozhou?"
Chen Changrui smiled and said: "You want to go and see it? You really should go practice."
…
Dumpling Town, Sanxian Village.
Li Banfeng unfolded the map given to him by Mr. Yao and came to the entrance of the new land.
After finishing the affairs in Haichiling, he was ready to return to Lanyang Village.
Just as he was about to enter the new land, Jiu Gulu suddenly said: "Little brother, can I discuss something with you?"
"Say it." Li Banfeng looked at the gourd with a smile.
"I want to go back to Yaowanggou and tell Mr. Yao about the Haichiling incident. I won't talk too much and will just talk about the insect plague. Once this matter is done, I have an explanation with him, and we will be down-to-earth from now on.
Follow you."
Li Banfeng readily agreed: "Okay, I also want to meet Mr. Yao."
The pendulum moved twice in the pocket.
Li Banfeng touched the pendulum and told her not to worry.
Many thoughts were argued in my mind.
The decision Li Banfeng made was the result of many thoughts reaching consensus.
Li Banfeng was about to turn around when he suddenly heard the sound of rattles coming over.
"Ding-ding-dang-dang, ding-dang-dang!"
"Foreign soap, cream, a cart full of good stuff, you can take your pick!"
Salesman?
Li Banfeng turned around and saw the salesman approaching with a truck.
"Old patrons, come and take a look. There are a lot of good things today. The price is easy to negotiate. If you can afford it, I will kill it."
"What good things are there?" Li Banfeng was very interested and walked to the truck.
"There are plenty of good things, how about this?" The salesman picked up a huge locust head, its tentacles still trembling.
Li Banfeng was startled: "What is the use of this thing?"
The salesman smiled and said: "This thing is very useful. It can stew soup and porridge. It is delicious and can also serve as food. I will sell it to you for twenty yuan, do you want it?"
PS: I think twenty yuan is not expensive, what do you think?
Chapter completed!