After smoking a cigarette, Li Banfeng felt refreshed.
The salesman smiled and said, "Are you feeling better?"
Li Banfeng took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly: "Okay, much better. When I think that you are in a worse situation than me, I feel much better!"
The salesman took out the feather duster from the truck and said, "Now that you feel better, we should talk about something serious.
How do I deal with burning down my house?"
Li Banfeng said: "Brother, I gained a lot of knowledge this time I went to Neizhou.'
The salesman rolled up his sleeves: "Really?"
Li Banfeng added: "I went to Chaoge, Nanhao, Huodu, I saw Boundless City, I also saw Sui'an Town, I went to many places!"
The salesman raised the feather duster: "Really?"
Li Banfeng hugged his head and said, "I also met Mr. Train!"
The salesman temporarily put the feather duster aside: "How is he doing?"
"No one came out, I only saw a shadow. He took my shadow and walked around Chaoge Liuzhong City, and then helped me escape from Chaoge. I wanted to rescue him too, but he
Don’t agree——”
Li Banfeng recounted his experience in Neizhou,
The salesman understood the cause and effect: "You gave Qiao Yi the title of Assistant Minister. No wonder he gave you the title of Prince Pingyuan. Although they made up for it a little, you did it well."
Li Banfeng said: "Since Qiao Yi can make me king, it proves that he has won this battle."
The salesman nodded and said, "We have indeed won the battle. I just received news from Neizhou that their saint has escaped from Chaoge."
"Escaped?" Li Banfeng was a little disappointed, "Qiao Yi was so well prepared, and I even sent him an imperial edict, how could he actually let the saint escape?"
The salesman was also very disappointed: "Qiao Yi only has these two brushes. He always thinks about everything when doing things, but he never thought that there are no such thoughtful things in the world waiting for him to do.
His saint was not a fool either. By the time he had thought through the situation and was ready to take action, that old Ziqin had already figured out a way to defeat him."
Li Banfeng 1: "Who is Ziqin?"
The salesman said: "The emperor of Shang State is named Zi. Ziqin is the current emperor of Shang State, which is the saint we often talk about. We don't know where this old guy has fled to yet. Shan Chengjun is by his side.
I’m afraid Qiao Yi can’t kill him either.”
"Who is Shan Chengjun?"
"The founder of martial arts, he is from Puzhou, but he is loyal to Neizhou." The salesman took out the wine jar, and Li Banfeng went to the kitchen and brought a chicken, a plate of beef, a roast duck, two legs of lamb, and two
People chatted while eating.
The salesman first told about the founder of martial arts: "Shan Chengjun has been in Neizhou for many years. He used to claim to be loyal to the royal family. Since the saint was beaten back to Neizhou by the Dao Laogui, Shan Chengjun's banner has changed.
Changed to loyal to the saint,
A few days ago, Shu Wanjuan, the founder of literary culture, persuaded him once, asking him to see the situation clearly and be loyal only to the royal family. It is said that he agreed, but this time he changed his mind again for some unknown reason."
Li Banfeng had a question: "Why did the ancestors of Wen Xiu and Wu Xiu all go to Neizhou? Aren't they all from Puozhou?"
This question made the salesman a little embarrassed: "Do you want to hear Puozhou's explanation, or do you want to hear my explanation?"
Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "Is there any difference between these two explanations?"
The salesman picked up the wine and said, "The difference is huge. It's completely opposite. Puozhou's explanation is that the salesman was unfair.
My explanation for forcing the two founders to leave was that I couldn't give them what they wanted, so they left."
Li Banfeng didn't understand: "Is there anything you can't give me?"
"Rules." The salesman took a big sip of wine.
Li Banfeng thought for a while and asked: "These two patriarchs want their own special rules?"
The salesman shook his head and said, "They already have special rules, but they want ordinary people's rules, and I can't give them this."
After speaking, the salesman looked at Li Banfeng.
He felt that Li Banfeng might not understand these words, but Li Banfeng did.
It’s not that he just understood it, but that he had already seen the key point. He saw the biggest difference between Puluo State and other places: "Whether it is an outside state or an inner state, the higher your status, the fewer rules you need to abide by."
The salesman nodded: "That's right."
Li Banfeng continued: "But Puozhou is completely the opposite.'
The salesman put down his wine bowl without adding anything. Li Banfeng really understood.
Li Banfeng poured the wine for the salesman: "The founder of literary and martial arts are not satisfied with this?"
The salesman took a sip and felt that the wine was a bit bitter: "Many people are dissatisfied with this. I know that the rules in the world are to tighten at the bottom and wide at the top. No matter what means are used to cover up, this basic law will not change.
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Li Banfeng nodded: "Indeed, nothing has changed."
The salesman drank all the wine in the bowl: "But the only exception is Puozhou. The rules of Puozhou are reversed, tight at the top and wide at the bottom.
I personally turned the rules of Puzhou upside down, and there were many fights and fights, and all these things were blamed on me."
Li Banfeng fell into deep thought.
The salesman drank a few glasses of wine and sighed, "I don't feel comfortable talking about this anymore. Let's talk about burning down the house first."
Li Banfeng asked: "How would you handle Prince Pingyuan's matter if it were you?"
The salesman put down his wine bowl with a smile on his face: "This matter is easy to deal with. Being a prince is a great benefit to taking advantage of it. You will definitely not suffer, but you must pay attention to propriety in doing things.
You have to be careful here in Neizhou. You have to make full use of the prince's means. Eat his food, drink his food, take his food, and want his money. If Neizhou can tolerate you ten points, you can take nine points from him and leave the rest.
The next little thing will make it difficult for him to break up with you, but it will still be uncomfortable to have it on his face."
Li Banfeng nodded vigorously and asked again: "Where is this place in other states?"
"Outside the state, you have to be vague and mix the things you want to do with the inner state's affairs. As long as the inner state is involved, half of the things will be done."
Li Banfeng deeply agreed: "Brother, this is what I did before!"
The salesman raised his wine bowl and said, "How about we brothers are the most compatible!"
The two drank and laughed loudly. Li Banfeng suddenly asked: "You are so familiar with your methods, have you also been a prince for the Shang Kingdom?"
The salesman lowered his head and poured the wine: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing."
"Isn't it true that it's not just the Shang Kingdom? Your status is not low elsewhere, right?"
The salesman pursed his lips and said, "Why did you burn my house down just now?"
Li Banfeng quickly changed the subject: "Senior brother, you can trust me, but there are still many people in Puzhou who will misunderstand me, and it is difficult for me to deal with these people."
The salesman really didn't take this seriously: "There is no need to deal with this matter. It is impossible for Puozhou to unite to target a certain person, because Puozhou has no concept of unity.
Don’t worry if someone misunderstands you. There are not many people who can threaten you in Puzhou, and those ruthless people will not attack you easily. Even if you are dissatisfied, you can at most complain to me a few times.
When the time comes, if I sit back and ignore them, they will blame everything on me. In the end, it will all be my fault anyway. I have memorized enough things, so I won’t miss you."
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "As long as you memorize the matter, I will feel more at ease."
The salesman took a sip of wine and felt increasingly uncomfortable: "Let's talk about the house.
Li Banfeng said: "I plan to rescue Mr. Train, what do you think is the right time?"
The salesman thought about it and said: "I have been planning this matter. The old train is too dangerous, so I should handle it myself."
Li Banfeng felt that the salesman could not go: "It would be too troublesome for your identity to come in and out of Dashang. Besides, if something goes wrong,
It's over for Puozhou. Last time you went to save me, you didn't make much of a difference. You were missing for a few days. Do you know how big of a deal is going to happen in Puozhou?"
The salesman looked at Li Banfeng and asked, "How big of a problem has it been? Can you please tell me?"
Li Banfeng said: "We are lucky that nothing happened. It was because I tried my best to suppress the matter.
Fu "That's what you're talking about. Without me, wouldn't you still be there?" The salesman smiled and tore a chicken drumstick for Li Banfeng, "In terms of individual combat power, Puozhou is not afraid of their three thousand kingdoms. This is not because
I can fight alone, but Puozhou can still survive without me.
Let’s talk about the house again. That house is my home. We all have families. You always set fire to my house. I really can’t stand this...
Li Banfeng followed the conversation and continued: "We must guard the door of our home, especially the gate of Baishen County. The brothers and sisters in Baishen County are really suffering."
The salesman looked at Li Banfeng, his face full of admiration: "Brother, Bai Falcon County still cares about your kindness, and you still send them things every month."
"That little thing is nothing. If it weren't for the boundaries, I would have given it to them every day."
Boundaries are the most important thing in the salesman's heart.
The salesman dug out several information packets in the truck and handed them to Li Banfeng: "These are the clues I collected during this period. They are all related to boundaries. Take them back and study them slowly."
Li Banfeng collected the information and thought of Baishen County. The salesman felt a little guilty: "You are right. Baishen County is the doorstep of Puluo Prefecture. They have suffered too much and I have given them too little help."
,
Just like when I stood in front of my house today and saw that the house was burned down by you, I felt so uncomfortable.
Li Banfeng took the feather duster aside and said, "During the Chinese New Year, we fought in San Toucha. You said you had a reward, but you haven't given it to me yet."
The salesman nodded and said, "That's why I came to you. Do you want to have a home above the clouds?"
Li Banfeng's eyes lit up: "Senior brother, are you going to teach me the skills of Yunmen?"
The Cloud Gate Technique, a type of Unbounded Technique, can have a fixed cloud in the sky, and can store part of the combat power on the cloud.
The most important thing is that Yunmen's skills are an effective way to advance to the fourth level above the clouds.
The salesman nodded and said, "I'm going to teach you the essentials of the technique right now. You just stare at the sky."
It was dusk when Li Banfeng came to Xiaoyaowu. It was already dark now. Under the night, the stars were twinkling.
The salesman said to Li Banfeng: "The skills of Yunmen are very simple. As a Yunshang cultivator, you only need to learn three essentials.
The first step is to make a cloud, choose a piece of sky, and send the cloud up.
The second method is to leave a mark on the clouds and feel something about yourself. The third method is to send your own combat power to the clouds through induction.
The skill of Yunmen is complete."
Li Banfeng looked at the salesman and forced out a smile: "We are all on our own, so we don't speak such foreign languages." The salesman rolled his eyes at Li Banfeng and said, "This is not a foreign language. What did you say you didn't understand?"
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"I understand every sentence, but I can't understand any of the things. You said to make a cloud, first tell the cloud how to make it?"
The salesman took a bite of the roast duck and said, "I can't teach you this. It depends on your own ability. Different sects have different methods.
If a wine repairer sprays a mist of wine, it can turn into clouds. If a water repairer collects a piece of water vapor, it can also turn into clouds. Painting repairs are more trouble-free.
The clouds you draw are just clouds. Do you think your Taoism has the means to make clouds?"
Li Banfeng asked: "What did Jin Xiu use to make clouds?"
The salesman put the roast duck down and turned around to look for the feather duster.
Li Banfeng persuaded the salesman to stop, and after thinking for a long time, he didn't know what method the traveling monk should use to make clouds.
But there is indeed a way to repair the house, the skill of hiding beauty in a golden house.
Li Banfeng asked again: "How can we send the clouds to the sky after they are made?"
The salesman tore a piece of mutton and said, "That's easy. Many Taoist sects have the ability to fly. You know how to ride the wind and drive the clouds. You can carry the clouds and fly to high places. You won't fall down when you fly. Why don't you give away these clouds?"
Have you gone up?"
"How to leave a mark on the clouds?"
The salesman said: "There are more marks for home repairs and less marks for travel. It depends on how you choose. If you master the skill of hundreds of steps, you can climb to the clouds in one step. Wouldn't you also accomplish the second thing?"
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Li Banfeng thought for a while and asked again: "How can we store combat power on the cloud?"
The salesman said: "It depends on what you put your fighting power on. Demon cultivators put all their fighting power on ghost servants.
Then put a few ghost servants on the clouds,
Han Xiu stores all their combat power in the ice. They will put a lot of ice cubes on the clouds. Sometimes they accidentally put too many ice cubes, and they will cause a hailstorm. If something is broken, they will have to pay for it, but I won't be compensated.
Will take care of them."
"What about the combat capabilities of traveling cultivators and home cultivators?"
The salesman became impatient: "Ask your wife, you shouldn't ask me."
Li Banfeng thought about the process carefully, but still felt that it was not that easy: "Can you demonstrate it again and let me see an example?"
The salesman shook his head and said, "I can't demonstrate this. This is the method used by Yunshang cultivators to use Yunmen's skills."
Li Banfeng said: "Aren't you the Yunshang cultivator?"
The salesman looked surprised: "Who did you hear this from?"
Isn’t this what the salesman said himself?
"You told me that you are not above the clouds."
The salesman was even more surprised: "Isn't it above the clouds or above the clouds? What's the truth?"
Li Banfeng's eyes widened: "This is serious truth. If it's not Yunshang, what else could it be?"
The salesman pushed up the truck and said, "I am a land repairer."
Li Banfeng looked at the salesman and said nothing for a long time.
"I've told you the method, practice it yourself." The salesman pushed the cart away.
Land?
How is it possible?
The next morning, when Liao Zihui arrived at the office, Li Banfeng knocked on the door and walked in.
Liao Zihui stood up immediately: "Dean Li, when did you come?"
Li Banfeng said: "Can you not talk to the dean?"
Liao Zihui bowed and said, "Prince Pingyuan is here, and he is angry at Liao for not being able to welcome him."
"Brother Liao, can you not talk to the prince?"
Liao Zihui sat on the sofa and made a pot of tea for Li Banfeng: "Brother, why did you come to me?"
"I want Brother Liao to help me call the boss for instructions. I want to transfer 20,030 people from Sinner City."
Liao Zihui said: "Allow me to ask, what do you want to do with these three-headed people?"
Li Banfeng did not hide anything: "Form a guard to protect the safety of the new king of the Shang Kingdom."
In the past, this sentence would have blown Liao Zihui away.
Recruiting people from Sinner City and forming an army, isn't Li Qi obviously planning to rebel? Just hearing this makes people crazy.
But Liao Zihui was very calm today: "I will immediately ask someone to report to my superiors, and it is estimated that it will be approved within a few days."
When is the time to say something? Director Li used to make such a request, but now Director Li makes such a request much more reasonable.
Li Banfeng then arranged a road guide, went to the soda kiln that day, reported to the Luo sisters that he was safe, and then went to Yucui Tower to pick up Banfeng Yi.
Ban Feng Yi made great achievements this time, and Li Ban Feng decided to reward him heavily.
"We brothers don't say anything else, just tell us what you want?"
Bian Feng Yi said tactfully: "You have been sitting in this seat for so long, shouldn't you sit in this seat for two days instead of me?"
Zhongbanfeng Yi had bad intentions, and Li Banfeng decided to suppress it deep in his mind.
Luo Shaojun couldn't bear to leave Li Qi, so he lay in Li Qi's arms and cried into tears.
No matter how reluctant he was to leave, Li Banfeng had to leave. It was time for him to go home.
After leaving the soda kiln, Li Banfeng took a car to San Toucha.
Entering the underground city, arriving at the sea market, and flying all the way to the passenger ship, the record player played the full moon flowers on the bow: "The clouds have dispersed, the bright moon shines on us, we are reunited happily, and I am drunk today——"
The lady's singing skills are unparalleled in the world. Jiang Mengting likes this song so much, but her singing skills are still far behind her.
How about taking her to the boat and learning from the lady?
Although he was worried that Li Banfeng would be in danger, the record player really missed his husband. The loudspeaker sucked Li Banfeng's head in and they made love for a long time.
Li Banfeng was so hot that he sat on the deck and told his wife what he had experienced along the way.
Speaking of Neizhou, the sound of the record player was a little out of tune, and some things still couldn't be mentioned. Li Banfeng ignored the matters in Neizhou and handed several information packets to the record player.
The record player looked through the information and said in surprise: "My dear husband, where did you get these things? Such information is so rare, we can make good things!"
"These are all given by the salesman."
"You went to see the salesman?" The record player couldn't believe it, "The salesman actually let you back?"
"Didn't I tell you everything? I don't have to hide from him. Let's go home. I brought back a lot of good things."
After entering the house, Hong Ying put down the powder puff and Jiuji put down the washboard. They came up to greet Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng was a little ashamed. He went to Neizhou and didn't even buy a box of rouge.
But the gloves helped him bring back a lot of second-class weapons, including long swords, sabers, and a bunch of broken parts of record players.
Suiju sighed: "I haven't seen the good weapons in Neizhou for many years. It's a pity that they have lost their spirituality."
Li Banfeng carefully inspected each weapon. The appearance of these weapons was still intact. Why did they lose their spirituality?
Gloves also wondered: "I worked hard to keep it safe all the way, why do I say it has lost its spirituality?"
The servant snorted: "If you don't trust me, let that girl test it."
The jukebox usually eats souls and is very sensitive to spirituality. After testing for a long time, the jukebox replied: "The old man is right. These weapons have some spiritual aura, but there is not much left."
Li Banfeng thought of Luo Lijun's words. The weapons from Neizhou could not be brought to Waizhou and Puozhou. These second-class weapons were deprived of their spirituality on the way to Waizhou. Even under the protection of gloves, they were not spared.
relatively ordinary objects.
Seeing that Li Banfeng was a little disappointed, Suiju quickly said: "Hao Luo is a good weapon. Leave the parts of the record player to Zhao Xiaowan, and leave the sword to me. Let's study it carefully."
These words were obviously meant to comfort Li Banfeng, as these things had little research value.
Ban Fengyi got out quietly and ran to the second room. He did have something good.
"Brother, I haven't seen you for so many days, but I really miss you. This time I went to Neizhou, and my shadow repair skills came in handy. You have to teach me two more tricks.
The second room didn't respond and couldn't respond.
The whole family is here, bustling and bustling, and if Ban Feng Yi talks to the second roommate at this time, how can he dare to start a fight with her?
Ban Fengyi was not happy: "Teaching means not teaching, you can say something, if you don't say anything, I won't be polite."
There was still no movement in the second room. Bian Fengyi got angry and took out the wooden stick: "Brother, do you know this thing? If you don't say anything, I will start to fight!"
"Wait a minute!" The roommate and the second roommate shouted in unison.
Ban Feng Yi was stunned for a long time.
It is reasonable for the second wife to be scared. Why did the old man ask me to wait?
"Ah Qi, where did this stick come from?"
Li Banfeng looked up Ban Feng Yi's memories: "This was given to me by the train father-in-law. He said he would take this stick to the second room to learn photography skills. If the second room didn't teach him, he would beat him with a stick."
"Hit him with a stick, haha," the resident laughed dryly, "The old train is still so funny."
Li Banfeng took the stick from Banfeng Yi and observed it carefully for a moment: "Old man, is this stick a little special?"
"Special? It's quite special. A stick that can hit the second wife must be extraordinary." The old man's tone of voice was a bit strange.
Li Banfeng took the stick to the third room: "How about you take a closer look?"
"Look, then take a closer look."
What is this situation? The traveler clearly sees that there is something unusual about the stick, so why is he so reluctant to look at it.
The stick was placed on the floor and slowly disappeared. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement.
Li Banfeng asked: "Old man, what did you see?"
The traveler pondered for a long time and said, "This seems to be a map."
"Where's the map?"
"Where's the map? I'll take a closer look."
This is the map that the shadow of Mr. Train personally handed to Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng has already speculated: "Is this the hiding place of Mr. Train?"
"Really? It should be! Let me take a closer look." The voice of the owner became smaller and smaller.
Li Banfeng said: "Old man, do you want to rescue Mr. Train?"
"I think, I definitely think, this map is unusual, I have to take my time to look at it."
After sleeping in his portable home for one night, Li Banfeng took some pen and paper and started painting early the next morning.
Hong Ying walked closer, looked at the drawing paper, and asked seriously: "Qilang, what are you drawing?"
"Clouds!" Li Banfeng dipped in ink and carefully sketched it.
"It turned out to be clouds. I thought it was a pond."
Li Banfeng was unhappy: "Can't you tell the difference between a pond and clouds?"
Hong Ying held Li Banfeng's hand and taught Li Banfeng how to paint stroke by stroke: "Qi Lang, don't be upset. Painting clouds depends on the artistic conception. Three or five strokes are enough."
As the daughter of a wealthy family, Hong Ying was indeed an extraordinary painter. In just a few strokes, Hong Ying painted the image of clouds rushing in the wind.
But the clouds drawn in these three or five strokes cannot be inhabited. It is not practical enough based on artistic conception alone.
Li Banfeng put away the drawing paper, changed the brush, and decided to change the painting method. As soon as he mixed the oil paint, Li Banfeng turned around and saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting behind him.
"Master, learn from me."
Chapter completed!