Chapter 217 Calling the door (high energy in this chapter)
Li Banfeng was worried that someone was doing something shady.
A person who throws stones down a cliff has to use a crowbar to move a stone. Can such a person climb down from a cliff dozens of meters high and kill a three-story house builder?
Li Banfeng didn’t believe it!
He suspected that the people in Iron Gate Fort killed Lao Hu.
Lao Hu refused to pay and wanted to fight with the bandits from Feiying Mountain.
He is older, came to Iron Gate Castle relatively early, and is more senior than the fortress owner. Such a person can easily become the fortress owner's target for elimination.
Now that Lao Hu is dead, whose turn is next?
In Li Banfeng's view, it should be Wu Yongchao's turn this time.
Wu Yongchao is also in charge of the battle, and his cultivation level is high, which is obviously a threat to the castle master.
Why did Li Banfeng place all doubts on the castle owner?
Yes, in Li Banfeng's view, the most suspicious person now is the castle owner.
When building an eight-story house, can’t we prevent bandits from entering?
Either his cultivation level is fake, or he has colluded with the bandits to bully these honest people together.
Li Banfeng repeatedly warned: "You must not go out before you hear me calling the door."
Wu Yongchao didn't understand.
The house spirit reminded him: "Son, listen to him. As long as you are in the house, those bastards will not dare to touch you. Even if they dare to come, we will fight with them together!"
Wu Yongchao thought that Li Banfeng couldn't hear what the spirit was saying, but in fact, Li Banfeng could really hear it because he had the ability to discern the spirit's voice.
This honest man was indeed very lucky. He met a good house spirit and a good "goodsman".
Li Banfeng was about to leave, but Wu Yongchao stopped him and said, "Don't go out. Just stay here with me. If the castle owner finds out..."
Li Banfeng smiled and said: "It's not a good habit to let outsiders live at home without consulting the spirit of the house.
I have a way to keep you castle masters from knowing, so remember, if you hear me calling the door, you have to open the door for me."
If the owner of the castle was really an eight-story house builder, I would have been exposed long ago.
If the castle master's cultivation level is not too high, I will have a good time with him.
At three o'clock in the morning, Li Banfeng held a sickle and relied on the sensitivity of a traveling monk to climb along the cliff web.
It was difficult to climb the cliff that went straight up and down, and Li Banfeng's hands were bleeding.
Jiu Gourd whispered in his ear: "Little brother, do you really want to take care of this matter?"
"No matter." Li Banfeng answered simply.
"These honest people may not be of use to you in the future."
"Whether it's useful or not has nothing to do with it."
Li Banfeng climbed to the platform and rested for a while. It was almost six o'clock and he returned to the platform.
There are already people on the platform, a total of eleven people, ten workers and a small boss overseeing the work. They are carefully preparing the stones.
Seeing Li Banfeng coming, the little leader was frightened and asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Li Banfeng fiercely.
Li Banfeng lowered his voice and said: "Kan Zi asked me to come over and take a look. You just work and don't make any noise."
The little boss looked Li Banfeng up and down: "Here you are? Why haven't I seen you?"
Li Banfeng frowned and said, "You haven't seen me before because you shouldn't see me. Why do you ask so many questions?"
"Which master are you following?"
"Still asking?" Li Banfeng frowned.
The little boss is a bit timid, and Li Banfeng looks a bit scary.
That's right, people you don't know in the village must be people with status, so you can't just ask questions.
"Then, what, you have to give me your surname, so that I can give an explanation when our head of household asks."
"One kick (Li)." Li Banfeng answered.
Li Banfeng can still understand the basic slang of "Die Man Pan Gen".
"Okay." The little boss didn't dare to ask anymore and urged his minions to work quickly.
Their task was to wait for the cannon leader Luo Dagui to finish speaking before throwing stones down.
Eleven people, a lot.
After hitting so many at once, there was still not much movement, which made Li Banfeng a little worried.
But seeing them working, Li Banfeng felt relieved.
As he had expected, he would most likely not be an expert at using a pole or crowbar to move rocks.
In terms of strength, these people are not even cultivators.
Li Banfeng came up behind the little boss in one step, covered his mouth with his left hand, brandished the knife with his right hand, and cut his neck first.
Everyone was working with their heads down, and Li Banfeng slashed one at a time, killing almost half of them before anyone reacted.
"What are you..."
Li Banfeng took out the iron ruler and pierced the man's throat.
The five minions below him rushed up together and fought Li Banfeng tooth and nail.
Li Banfeng took the mandarin duck and ax and chopped them all up, including the dead and half-dead, and sent them all to his residence.
After packing everything, Li Banfeng walked down the mountain.
…
At six o'clock, Ma Dingfu called the door again, but Wu Yongchao hid behind the door and remained silent.
"Xiao Wu, you are also a man. Hiding like this is not an option. I know you don't have much money. Let me first tell you how much you can give. If it is not enough, I will lend it to you, brother.
If you keep hiding like this, it won't be the case. Our home repairmen are not those without talent.
If you really can't afford the money, you can move out. It's not what a man should do to keep delaying this guy's life!"
No matter what Ma Dingfu said, Wu Yongchao just wouldn't go out.
…
At the entrance of the mountain stream, Sui Donglan hid in the grass, waiting for the "seller" to show up.
When it was almost eight o'clock, the salesman didn't come. Ouch! Ouch! The whistle sounded loudly and the steam door was closed.
No, the bandits are coming.
Sui Donglan wanted to run away, but her legs felt weak.
After brewing for a long time, I finally stood up, only to see a dozen burly men approaching from a distance.
These dozen or so people, wearing heavy long robes, big fur hats on their heads, and ferocious-looking masks on their faces, arrived at the gate of the valley carrying a large wooden box one meter high, one meter wide, and more than two meters long.
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Sui Donglan hurriedly got into the grass, covered her mouth, and shed tears. Her pants were dripping with yellow soup.
This is the thief from Feiying Mountain!
The damn salesman had to let me wait here, and now I met him!
Bang!
Several burly men placed the large wooden box on the ground, opened the lid of the box, cranked the handle, and a large speaker with a diameter of eighty centimeters rose out of the box.
What is this?
The sturdy man looked around, as if checking to see if there was anyone else around.
Sui Donglan bit her lip and remained silent.
"Fortmaster Zhou, are you at home?" Luo Dagui was calling.
A sudden sound came from the loudspeaker, which made Sui Donglan's chest hurt.
It turns out they used this thing to shout, no wonder the sound was so loud.
Sui Donglan recalled her previous experience of massacring a village in Feiying Mountain. Every time she heard the sound, it was so loud that it could scare people to death.
She thought this was a method used by high-level cultivators, but she didn't expect the sound to come from this thing.
The yellow soup stopped.
Sui Donglan didn't seem so scared anymore.
"Fortmaster Zhou, you discussed with me yesterday and asked me to give you a few days' grace on money matters. I promised you that I will not kill any of you today!
But we have to make it clear. What kind of slowdown are you talking about? You can’t take out 10,000 oceans, but there are always 3,000 oceans. Let me take away 3,000 today!"
When the monks in the fort heard this, their eyes all shone.
There is an easing!
The castle owner was still awesome and settled the matter.
Three thousand yuan is easy to get, ten yuan for a family is enough.
Everyone was just rejoicing when they heard a call outside the door: "Fortmaster Zhou, if you don't reply, then I won't be polite!"
Why didn’t Lord Zhou reply?
Don’t you want to give me three thousand oceans?
Luo Dagui said he was rude, was he going to throw stones again?
All the housekeepers were horrified, but no matter how scared they were, they kept guard in the house. Even if they were beaten to death in the house, they were unwilling to abandon their house.
Ma Dingfu stood in the middle of the road and waited quietly. He knew that a stone would fall down soon.
These house builders just need a beating.
After waiting for a long time, there were no stones.
Ma Dingfu was puzzled, and Luo Dagui, who was standing outside the door, was also puzzled.
These guys, why didn't you hear clearly?
"I'm so rude!" He roared again, and someone behind him turned the wheel on the box, and the sound was much louder than before.
After waiting for a long time, there was still no stone.
Luo Dagui panicked, realizing that something might have happened.
"That's all, Lord Zhou, I don't want to hurt your harmony today. I'll come and get the three thousand oceans tomorrow. In a few days, I'll come back and get another three thousand. If you don't give them to me anymore, we'll stick to the old rules and pick you one a day.
A human head!"
Lord Zhou finally spoke: "Luo Paotou, you are cruel enough. I, Mr. Zhou, am afraid of you. I will send you three thousand oceans tomorrow."
The homesteaders in the fort were all dumbfounded.
What's the meaning?
Why is it cruel enough?
No rocks fell from the cliff, and no one died in the fort. Why was the shouting harsh enough?
Sui Donglan was also very surprised. She always thought that Lord Zhou negotiated with Luo Dagui in person, but she didn't see Lord Zhou and only heard his voice.
Fort Master Zhou was shouting inside the fort?
He dare not come out?
The quality is quite different.
Luo Dagui waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave quickly.
Sui Donglan let out a long breath, thinking that this disaster was over.
Ding-dang-dang, ding-dang-dang!
Upon hearing the sound of the drum, Sui Donglan peed again.
Damn it, why is he here now?
Li Banfeng came to the crowd carrying a sack and shaking his rattle.
"Don't leave in a hurry. Let's discuss it again. One head a day is too many. Can one head every two days?" Li Banfeng discussed with them seriously.
Luo Dagui was startled and shouted angrily: "Who are you?"
"Salesman!" Li Banfeng said with a smile, "I think the people in this Iron Gate Fort are all honest people who don't know how to negotiate business. I will negotiate for them for one head in two days. Do you think it's okay?"
Luo Dagui said nothing, and the dozen or so big men around him all drew their weapons.
Li Banfeng smiled and said: "If you don't say anything, it will be taken as a promise. You can count them first. These people will be enough to bear the debt for several days!"
He threw the sack on the ground, and eleven heads scattered out.
Li Banfeng said: "One pill every two days can last for twenty-two days, Luo Paotou, is this correct?"
Luo Dagui shouted: "Come on!"
A dozen big men rushed towards Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng picked up the sickle and struck a man in the face, but the man turned his back and dodged.
Li Banfeng turned his wrist, slashed the man's throat with a sweeping motion.
Being able to dodge a move proves that this person has some cultivation.
Everyone else seems to have some cultivation.
Li Banfeng shouted loudly: "Open the door and fight with them!"
He was very close to the loudspeaker, which was still picking up sound. The people in the fort could hear clearly that Li Banfeng was calling the door.
He called the door!
Wu Yongchao heard it clearly in the room.
Zhai Ling said: "When he said he wanted to call the door, I thought it was the front door of our house, but I didn't know it was the front door of the fort. What should I do?"
"I have to open the door for him!" This is the stubbornness of a home repairman!
"No, don't be reckless, be careful with your castle master!"
"I have to open the door for him!" Wu Yongchao rushed out the door and went straight to the boiler room.
Ma Dingfu was startled and shouted: "What do you want to do?"
"Open the door and fight the bandits!"
"No, I tell you, this is not allowed. Without the order of the castle master, no one is allowed..." Ma Dingfu followed Wu Yongchao quietly, holding a dagger in his hand.
The distance between the two sides was less than ten steps. Wu Yongchao suddenly turned around, holding a paintbrush in his hand, and swung it directly into Ma Dingfu's chest.
Ma Dingfu covered his chest and fell to the ground, and the dagger in his hand fell out.
"You want to plot against me!" Wu Yongchao gritted his teeth and said, "You deserve it!"
He is an honest man, but he is not a fool!
Li Banfeng repeatedly warned him, how could he not take precautions.
"Bastard, did you kill Lao Hu!" Wu Yongchao stepped forward and kicked Ma Dingfu. Ma Dingfu did not move and seemed to be dead.
Wu Yongchao rushed straight into the boiler room and shouted to everyone: "Open the door!"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what Wu Yongchao meant.
Wu Yongchao didn't say much and rushed forward to pull the air valve.
Several boiler workers stepped forward to stop Wu Yongchao: "No, this must be ordered by the fortress master."
Wu Yongchao and several workers got into a fight in the boiler room.
…
The beating outside the door became more fierce. Li Banfeng knocked down two people with a sickle, and two more people wanted to sneak attack from behind. The Tang sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and cut off two heads one at a time. He turned around and struck again, killing the people facing him again.
One of them was also beheaded.
"Kill the enemy with a sword!" Tang Dao immediately shrank in size and retracted into Li Banfeng's pocket.
A piece of tea spilled from the teapot, scalding two of them to death.
The wine gourd sprayed out wine mist, Li Banfeng struck a match and burned three of them to death.
The pendulum struck one person in the neck, sucked him dry instantly, and then struck another person in the back of the head.
None of these people have a cultivation level above the second level.
Li Banfeng is a double cultivator of the fourth level, and he can clean up more than a dozen big men in the blink of an eye.
Luo Dagui was left, and this man was quite calm.
"Good skill," Luo Dagui shook his head and put away the loudspeaker first. It was true that it no longer picked up sound. Luo Dagui said to Li Banfeng, "Which road are you from?"
Li Banfeng shook the rattle in his hand: "Salesman, of course I am a salesman."
"We usually don't have any enmity. When I started, I even took your medicinal powder. It's a fate."
"Is there such a thing?" Li Banfeng pretended to be surprised, "You must have eaten my junior brother's medicine powder, but then again, what kind of sect are you?
Your posture doesn’t look like a martial arts cultivator, are you a cheating cultivator?”
Luo Dagui nodded: "You're right, I'm just a liar, a seventh-level liar."
Seven floors!
The Taoist sect is not right, but the cultivation level is right. This guy is really at the seventh level.
Li Banfeng took half a step back.
Luo Dagui laughed: "Friend, no matter you are a senior or a junior, you have taken enough advantage today and found enough opportunities. I advise you to stop when you are good.
You keep saying that you are a salesman, but if I am not mistaken, you and him are far different in level. If I really take action, you will not be able to withstand a single move.
The reason why I didn't touch you was because I was worried that you and the salesman were indeed related. I didn't want to offend the real salesman for the sake of this little business in Iron Gate Castle.
You also know the flag of Feiying Mountain on the ground. There is no need for us to tie Liang Zi to death. We will each give in today and end here. What do you think?"
The compelling aura made Li Banfeng's hands tremble a little.
Is it possible to reach the seventh level with double four-level cultivation?
Don’t two four-story buildings add up to eight floors?
Nonsense! How can this be calculated?
Is he really on the seventh floor?
Seventh-level cultivators bring so many miscellaneous fish out to fight?
While Li Banfeng was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of the steam door.
Huchi! Huchi! Huchi!
Wu Yongchao knocked down all the workers in the boiler room and opened the door.
Li Banfeng gritted his teeth!
There are two to three hundred house builders in the fort, and this is their doorstep.
Those with the highest level of cultivation have reached the fourth floor.
Is there any chance of winning?
Li Banfeng sighed and said, "That's all, let's give in today."
"Good!" Luo Dagui nodded and praised, "Knowing how to advance and retreat, and being sensible, you will be a capable person in the future..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Banfeng stepped forward.
If a home repairman can't even guard the door, what kind of home repairman is he?
Have a fight!
Li Banfeng swung his sickle and slashed at the opponent's throat.
He didn't expect the sword to hit, he just wanted to get the upper hand.
This Luo Dagui most likely does not have the seventh level. I will suppress him first. Then the house repairmen in the fort will rush out and attack from both sides, trying to...
Heads fell off.
Li Banfeng's blade swiped across it, causing Luo Dagui's head to fall off.
This...
Li Banfeng picked up Luo Dagui's head and looked at it for a long time, thinking a lot for a while.
Even with this level of cultivation, he can still be a cannon in the village!
Is the threshold for bandits so low?
Where does his compelling aura come from?
Is this a talent for cheating cultivators?
The steam door opened, and Wu Yongchao stood at the door, looking at the "seller" nervously.
A group of home repairmen behind him looked at the "seller" nervously.
Li Banfeng raised Luo Dagui's head and shouted to everyone: "The cannon head of Feiying Mountain is dead!"
The homesteaders couldn't believe that the "seller" would kill people from Feiying Mountain.
They don't understand why the "seller" wants to help them.
They couldn't even believe that the head in the hands of the "seller" was really Luo Dagui's.
Looking at their questioning looks, Li Banfeng took off Luo Dagui's mask: "Look carefully, do you recognize him? Do you remember him?"
You are housekeepers. No matter who hits your door, you have to pluck off their heads and guard the door. This is the dignity of housekeepers!"
The homesteaders were very excited, and many even shed tears.
Li Banfeng also felt that what he said was quite touching.
A woman shouted: "Lord of the castle!"
Li Banfeng was stunned.
What Lord?
They call me the Lord of the Castle?
This is too...
Li Banfeng was embarrassed.
Wu Yongchao said with a trembling voice: "You killed the castle master."
He means...
This is...
Lord of the castle?
Li Banfeng stared at Luo Dagui's head for a moment.
He said affectionately: "I'll trick..."
PS: How could he be the castle owner?
Didn't the castle owner talk to him just now?
Chapter completed!