It was freezing cold, so the salesman still only wore a blue cloth waistcoat. He cut a hole in the ice and got in.
More than two minutes later, the salesman emerged from the hole in the ice, found a handkerchief to wipe his face, and said to the "Earth God": "The entrance to the bottom of the lake is blocked, and all other entrances are blocked, so Liu Xia was left alone.
The entrance to Hui."
Liu Xia Hui, write the word "Hui" under Liu Xia.
Li Banfeng was very surprised: "Who came up with such a creative entrance?"
The salesman said: "Murong Gui thought of it. He left this entrance after he became the Earth God. He said that the method of opening the door should not be too complicated for fear that he would not be able to remember it, and it should not be too simple for fear of others guessing it, so Liu Xiahui told Liu Xiahui
If I change a word, I would like it very much, but it would be hard for others to guess."
Li Banfeng looked at the judge's pen and exclaimed: "Agui, you are so talented!"
Judge Bi fell asleep and did not respond.
The salesman sneered: "You have a talent like a bird, but he is just too lazy to think about it. I asked him, this is how you opened your own house, why did you tell me?"
He said this was to prevent bad guys from coming in. If something happened to him, I would still be able to take care of him.
I really believed him and memorized the method of opening the door, but after thinking about it, didn’t I become a support to his family?
This guy was too lazy and wanted me to look after his house. In fact, I should have guessed at that time that he was a lazy cultivator."
The salesman took two large pieces of ink and gave them to the "Lord God".
"Diotou Shen" smelled the rich aroma of ink, held her in his arms for a long time, and regained a lot of energy. There was some energy on the originally dull face, and the speed of writing became much faster.
After giving me two pieces of ink, I felt satisfied, calmed down, and full of fighting spirit. This pen is too easy to fool.
Li Banfeng asked the salesman: "You only give me ink but not paper. What if you run out of paper?"
The salesman picked up a written scroll and asked, "Is this what you are talking about?"
Li Banfeng nodded.
The salesman explained: "This scroll is not something I can give you. It was produced in the Moxiang shop."
After speaking, the salesman unfolded the scroll. The three rules of the Moxiang shop were densely written on the scroll, but Li Banfeng suddenly discovered that the writing at the beginning of the scroll was disappearing one by one.
"What's the point of this?" Li Banfeng looked at the salesman.
The salesman sighed and said, "Because too many people don't want to read, the order just written down will soon be wiped out."
Li Banfeng can understand the reason: "Encouraging students to learn is a very difficult thing."
"That's why it's difficult to be the Earth God of Moxiang Shop." The salesman kept staring at the scroll in his hand until the writing on it completely disappeared and turned into a roll of white paper. He handed the scroll to the "Ditou God".
The "Earth God" took the scroll, dipped it in some ink, and continued writing the rules.
"What a diligent and good pen!" The salesman praised, and turned to look at Li Banfeng, "Your cultivation level is almost as high as the clouds, right?"
Li Banfeng shook his head and said: "I have only been in Taoism for a few days, and I am still far from being on top of the clouds."
"Since it's still far behind, why are you still a local god?"
"I didn't!" Li Banfeng denied directly.
The salesman snorted coldly: "I've seen it all. Murong Gui carried you everywhere, and you even dealt with the pioneers in the new land."
Li Banfeng still shook his head: "I have mental illness. I just wanted to fly at that time. You don't understand my thoughts."
The salesman frowned and said: "You don't have to hide it from me. You want to be a local god but don't want to go to Neizhou. This is a good thing. It can only be done by people with good taste.
It's just that you only have half of the deed for your new land, and the other half is still lying around in Neizhou. Maybe Neizhou will plot it.
Moxiangdian is a very different place. The deed here is complete, which is a great opportunity for you.
Li Banfeng looked at the "Diotou Shen" who was busy writing, shook his head and said: "I don't think this place is suitable for me. I am not a literary scholar."
"It doesn't matter if you're not a literary major! What's important is not the Taoism, but the state of mind. As long as you have a heart to study literature, there is no difficulty that you can't overcome!" The salesman straightened his waist, and his image suddenly looked much taller.
Li Banfeng seemed to see a thick word "cake" on the salesman's face.
"Thank you for your kindness, I really don't fit in here."
The salesman looked at Li Banfeng sincerely: "I didn't ask you to come here to save my pen, I asked you to come here to save my pen. I do it for your own good!"
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I also believe you have good intentions, but it's not appropriate for me as a traveling monk to write here every day."
The salesman lowered his face and said, "If you don't pull me down, you don't know what's good and what's good. What kind of place is Mo Xiang shop? There are many people who want to come here, but they don't have this way!"
Li Banfeng was about to ask about this: "The Moxiang Store is a very important place, right?"
Shopkeeper 1: "You don't know this? Then why are you working so hard here?"
Li Banfeng replied: "Why should the land of Puozhou be given to Neizhou?"
The salesman smiled and said, "That's right! Is there any other reason?"
Li Banfeng said again: "I smell the aroma of ink here. In Puzhou, this aroma of ink is so rare. The salesman smiled: "You mean the smell of ink?"
Li Banfeng shook his head: "It's not ink, it's territory, it's people, it's books, it's customs, it's words and deeds, it's strokes, it's teahouses, poetry clubs, restaurants and inns—"
He talked about whatever came to his mind and told the salesman everything he had seen in the past few days.
The salesman listened word by word and asked, "What do you think of the people in Moxiang shop?"
Li Banfeng thought about the people he met at Moxiang Store: "They are pretentious, arrogant, stubborn, and corrupt. They are quite annoying, but they are also quite lovable."
The salesman smiled and said: "Yes, it's quite flattering!
You are right, the ink shop has the fragrance of ink, and this fragrance of ink is indeed very precious.
Almost all people from outside the state are literate, and so are the people from the inner state.
The people in Puozhou are not even a little bit worse, the people in Heishipo are barely half literate, the people in Lushui City are less than 30% literate, and in other places even if you randomly find a hundred people, you may not be able to find even one person who is literate."
Why are there so many literate people in Heishipo?
More than Green Water City?
Li Banfeng did not interrupt the salesman and listened to him: "Only in Moxiang shop, everyone can read. If you know one more word, you can see the boundaries of the land one mile away.
A person who knows a hundred words can see things around him clearly; a person who knows a thousand words can see things outside; a person who knows ten thousand words can connect the past and present with the inside and outside.
Those who stay in the Moxiang shop know how to see and think. No matter what they think is right or not, they are thinking about the people who leave the Moxiang shop. No matter what method they use, no matter how pretentious they are, they can still think of what they think.
Tell others something.”
Li Banfeng asked: "Can others understand it?"
The salesman shook his head and said: "I don't understand, 90% of people don't understand, but at least there are still one adult left to think about it.
If the Moxiang Shop is lost, no one in Puzhou will want to think about it, and they will have to wait to be eaten up by other states and inner states."
Li Banfeng nodded: "So this place, Moxiang Store, cannot be lost under any circumstances."
The salesman nodded vigorously: "So we need a responsible, courageous, and bloody man to serve as the head god of the Moxiang shop!"
After saying that, the salesman looked at Li Banfeng sincerely.
Li Banfeng responded politely: "Humph."
The two left the Ditoushen's residence. On the way, Li Banfeng asked one thing: "According to previous calculations, you should be in Haichiling and Gentaikan during this period. I asked people to look for it. Why didn't you find it?"
Found you?」
When he mentioned this, the salesman's face darkened: "I was about to ask you, is your madness contagious?"
Li Banfeng puffed out his chest and said, "I'm not crazy. The doctor has seen it."
The salesman said angrily: "Then why are your people so crazy? Why did you ask the radio station to find me?"
The salesman Luo Zhengnan found on the radio?
Li Banfeng really didn't know about this.
"Were you listening to the radio at the time?"
The salesman shook his head and said, "I didn't listen at the time, but a sweetheart of mine heard it and found me."
Li Banfeng asked cautiously: "Where did you find it?"
The salesman said solemnly: "Another good friend's house."
A sweetheart went to another sweetheart's home. What did the salesman go through at that time?
Li Banfeng took a deep breath.
What a blessing, what a blessing.
Fortunately, I stayed calm and didn't follow the salesman. If I caught him under the covers, it would be a big deal.
"Brother Lang, I was reckless in this matter!" Li Banfeng quickly apologized to the salesman.
Outside the woods, the salesman handed Ge Jun and He Caiyuan to Li Banfeng.
"These two are still alive, but they can't move. You can take them back and eat them.
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Li Banfeng smiled and said tactfully: "Brother Lang is joking, so I'll give in. That old man is a human being, how can I eat this."
The salesman also laughed: "If you can't eat it, can you just have someone at home who can eat it?"
Li Banfeng glanced at the salesman, he seemed to know everything.
The salesman packed up the truck and prepared to leave.
Li Banfeng quickly asked: "Brother Lang, do you know this person with a shameless face?"
The salesman put down the car and suddenly looked back at Li Banfeng with an extremely gloomy expression: "When have you seen him?"
"Some time ago, I dreamed of rowing a boat on the sea. There was some misunderstanding about my house, and it sent me into a small lake of oil."
The salesman asked: "The house sent you there? Did you get the railroad tracks?"
Li Banfeng nodded.
The salesman asked again: "What did I say to you with such a shameless face?"
"He said he suffered a lot there and he wanted you to save him."
"You Lake," the salesman frowned, "I know the place you mentioned, that's his face.
But even if I go to that place, I can't save him."
Li Banfeng didn't say anything. He didn't know how to deal with a matter of this level.
The salesman was silent for a long time and said: "I have always wanted to save him, but I have never been able to think of a good way. I will tell you when I think of it. You may need your help in this matter."
Li Banfengyi, do you want me to help with this matter?
He knew how much he weighed, and with his current strength, it was a bit difficult to help the salesman.
He probably wanted to find help from his travel companion.
But with such a great use, why would he give it to me?
Li Banfeng has always wanted to ask about this matter, and today is the right time: "Brother Lang, why did you give me that house? There should be many people in the world who want that house."
Merchant 1: "Didn't I tell you this a long time ago? Because you suffered a loss when you entered the Taoist sect, I have to compensate you."
"Is it really because I got hit? With your methods, you can definitely let me avoid your container."
The salesman said with a serious expression: "That's not necessarily the case. We are always afraid of accidents. There are always things we cannot guard against."
It seems that the salesman doesn't want to talk.
Li Banfeng never asked about things that others didn't want to talk about.
The salesman pushed up the truck and said to Li Banfeng, "Is there anything else you want to ask? I'll leave if it's okay.
I'm in a good mood today, so I'm telling you so many things. It will be difficult to tell you next time we meet.'
Li Banfeng had many questions to ask, but he could see that the salesman's patience was limited.
After thinking about it, Li Banfeng asked the thing he wanted to ask the most: "Brother Lang, where is the Demonic Land?"
The salesman was silent.
It seems that this matter should not be asked, but it is very important to Li Banfeng. Both the lady and Hong Ying have fought against the demon soil, and they have also fought against the salesman.
So what is the relationship between the peddler and the demon soil?
According to Li Banfeng's understanding, the Demonic Land should be Neizhou, and they are the invaders.
But which force does the salesman and the train official belong to?
Judging from their attitude towards Neizhou, it is impossible for them to be in the same camp as Neizhou. There may be some misunderstanding in Li Banfeng's understanding of Demonic Land.
Is the salesman willing to talk about this matter?
The salesman was sitting on the truck, thinking for a long time, and seemed to have thought of something: "When you mentioned the magic soil, you really stopped me. How many years ago was this?
Now that place is no longer called Demon Land."
Li Banfeng was stunned: "What's that called?"
"It's called Puzhou."
Dang Dang Dang!
The salesman pushed the truck, shook his rattle, and disappeared into the night.
Chapter completed!