Lord of Puluo

He Jiaqing clung to the wall, staring at the corner, guarding against the opponent's sneak attack and preparing to attack the opponent at any time.

After a few seconds of stalemate, He Jiaqing realized that his tactics were wrong.

The other party is so fast, he is probably a traveler. With his back against the wall, there is obviously no point in guarding against the traveler.

This He Jiaqing didn't understand Li Qi at all. He was more than capable of dealing with cultivators on the ground, but he seemed inexperienced in dealing with opponents in the clouds.

By the time he realized the problem, Li Banfeng had already passed through the wall without any hindrance and stood in front of He Jiaqing.

Li Banfeng swung his sickle and slashed his face. At the same time, the projector jumped out of his pocket and took up its position.

He Jiaqing couldn't care about the projector. He had to avoid the sickle and lock his sight to prevent Li Banfeng from suddenly disappearing and watching the show.

The pirate cultivator's reaction speed was really fast in a short period of time. He Jiaqing leaned over to avoid the sickle and stabbed Li Banfeng in the throat with the pointed ring.

In a close-quarters fight when their cultivation levels are close, the key to the victory between the pirate cultivator and the traveling cultivator lies in who can take the lead.

Li Banfeng dodged the thrust, and He Jiaqing swept his wrist, intending to slit Li Banfeng's throat. He was the one taking the lead now, and logically he should press forward step by step, not giving Li Banfeng a chance to breathe.

call!

There was a sound of wind in my ears.

He Jiaqing hurriedly dodged, but was still stabbed in the back.

Does the other party have help?

In fact, Li Banfeng didn't have any help. The shadow just struck him with a Tang knife.

Li Banfeng used the shadow and shadow technique. The shadow could move alone, so Li Banfeng could not use the technique, so he chose to fight with weapons.

But He Jiaqing was frightened. When he encountered an opponent with a similar cultivation level and faced a situation where there were many enemies, He Jiaqing immediately changed his tactics and relied on his quick steps to go around behind Li Banfeng.

Going around behind you is a good choice. You can get away quickly so that Li Banfeng's eyes don't have time to lock on him.

You can also sneak attack from behind to buy yourself some time.

Li Banfeng saw He Jiaqing's intention and kept changing his steps, not giving He Jiaqing a chance to sneak up on him.

It stands to reason that if you see that the other party is on guard, you should change your tactics, but this He Jiaqing is very persistent, as if he is executing a certain program, and has to go around Li Banfeng.

Seeing He Jiaqing's persistence, Li Banfeng took out the key from his pocket after some hesitation.

If you want to go around it so much, let me go around it.

Li Banfeng twisted his wrist behind his back and opened the door to his room.

When He Jiaqing saw Li Banfeng's steps paused, he quickly seized the opportunity, got behind Li Banfeng, and stepped into the residence.

Among all the opponents Li Banfeng encountered, many came to visit him as guests, and this one was the most proactive.

Didn't He Jiaqing see the door in front of him?

He really didn't see it. The projector blocked the two people's figures in advance, and also changed part of the surrounding scenery, creating covert combat conditions for Li Banfeng.

When he entered the room where he lived, He Jiaqing was stunned, the record player was stunned, and Hong Ying was also stunned.

He Jiaqing didn't know where this place was, or why he entered this room.

He Jiaqing has walked through this street twice and is quite familiar with it. When did there be an extra room next to the cafe on the corner?

The record player stared at He Jiaqing for a moment and felt that he looked familiar.

She had seen He Jiaqing's photo in the newspaper, but it was from his early years and looked more youthful.

The record player asked: "Are you my husband-in-law's friend?"

He Jiaqing didn't know the origin of this record player, but he could feel that the other person was not an ordinary person. He cupped his fists and saluted:

"I wonder what your husband-in-law is called?"

The record player said: "His name is Li Qi, do you recognize him?"

Li Qi naturally recognized him. He was a key figure. According to He Haiqin's description, Li Qi should be Li Banfeng, and Li Banfeng was the holder of Xuansheng Red Lotus.

Of course, that was in the past. The red lotus has now been taken away by other states, and it is still unknown whose hands it fell into.

He Haiqin said that He Jiaqing and Li Banfeng were having a bit of a feud. Should they admit their identities now?

He Jiaqing was still hesitating, and the record player ordered Hong Ying: "Go and move that bitch Honglian over, and tell her that she's a good old lady."

A woman with an indescribably beautiful figure and an indescribable appearance moved Honglian closer.

Xuansheng Honglian!

He Jiaqing is ecstatic!

This is the right place!

He Jiaqing cupped his fists and said, "Brothers and sisters, I am Li Qi's brother. I came here today just to borrow the red lotus."

The record player smiled: "Sister Honglian, your old sweetheart is here to pick you up."

Xuansheng Honglian gently unfolded the lotus leaves and seemed to be looking at He Jiaqing.

She spoke: "Jia Qing, do you still remember Teacher Song?"

Teacher Song?

He Haiqin never mentioned it.

"Remember, this is my mentor, how can I forget it." He Jiaqing followed the words and said something nonsense.

Honglian asked again: "Have you seen Teacher Song's wife?"

"I met her once," He Jiaqing continued, "My wife treated me very well."

Honglian said to the record player: "This is not He Jiaqing."

"He Jiaqing" felt comfortable: "What are you talking about?"

The record player smiled and said: "Sister, you have to watch out. If it weren't for He Jiaqing, it would have become a meal for our sisters."

Honglian also smiled: "I told you to say this, even if he is He Jiaqing, wouldn't he have to cook a plate of food when he enters this room? Teacher Song is a young woman, where does she come from?"

The record player shouted angrily: "I knew this mentor was a coward!"

"He Jiaqing" realized something was wrong, turned around and ran out the door.

He pulled on the door for a long time, but it didn't move at all.

The record player was still angry and kept complaining: "I knew that this person named Song was not simple. She could make that crazy man lose his soul just by having such a good talent. Tell me, isn't she pretty?" ?”

Honglian thought for a while: "How can we compare? When it comes to your appearance when you were alive, she can't compare to you. When it comes to your current appearance -"

The voice of the record player was a little trembling: "What's wrong with me looking like this now? Didn't that crazy guy say he doesn't dislike it?"

Hong Ying advised from the side: "Xiao Wan, don't be angry anymore, don't listen to Hong Lian talking here!"

"He Jiaqing" was stunned for a moment. He wondered if he had overreacted. No one in the room seemed to care about him.

Since he didn't care, there was no need to be polite. "He Jiaqing" looked around and found that there were two more doors in the house, one on the opposite side and another on the wall.

After knowing the direction, "He Jiaqing" rushed forward, grabbed Honglian with his left hand, and opened the door of the second room with a fan in his right hand.

squeak~

The door opened.

when!

The fan fell to the ground.

"He Jiaqing" was shocked, how could the fan fall?

This is his life, this fan never leaves his hand.

He Jiaqing looked at his bare wrist and then understood the reason. It turned out that the fan had not left his hand, but his hand had fallen to the ground.

Hong Ying chopped off "He Jiaqing's" right hand, picked up the fan from the ground, took off "He Jiaqing's" palm, and looked at it carefully: "What kind of treasure is this? What do you always do with it?"

"He Jiaqing" wanted to snatch the fan back. Hong Ying stepped forward and retreated into the second room. She waved to "He Jiaqing" and said, "I'm walking backwards. As long as you can catch up with me, I'll give you this fan back!"

"He Jiaqing" endured the severe pain and chased with all his strength. Hong Ying retreated from the second room to the third room.

Honglian shouted: "Bitch, don't just play around, save me first!"

Hong Ying smiled and said: "What are you doing to save you? This man looks so similar to your best friend, so when my husband is not at home,

You two have a good time making out and making out. "

Hong Ying was chatting and retreating. "He Jiaqing" tried her best but still couldn't catch up.

After running to the eighth room, seeing that Hong Ying was slowing down, "He Jiaqing" felt that he could catch up with Hong Ying now.

He used all his strength, took a fierce step, slipped, and fell to the ground.

The fall was so serious that He Jiaqing couldn't get up for a long time, and Hong Ying also took the red lotus away.

A voice came from the room: "This puddle of water is just right."

There lived a fortune teller in the eighth room. This fortune teller was subdued by Hong Ying and was ready to be dispatched by Hong Ying at any time.

In the situation just now, when Hong Ying was fighting with others, there was no need to dispatch him. Bafang, the cultivator, would take the initiative to help.

He accurately calculated Hong Ying's stride length and cadence, and also calculated "He Jiaqing's" stride length and cadence. He made some position adjustments based on the furniture layout in the eighth room, allowing "He Jiaqing" to step on the water. .

Hong Ying took the red lotus and the folding fan and continued to tease "He Jiaqing": "The fan is in my hand, and your sweetheart is in my hand. Keep chasing. It's rare to have some fun."

After saying that, Hong Ying exited the eighth room and entered the seventh room.

"He Jiaqing" could see the huge gap between himself and this indescribable woman.

This woman could kill him at any time and let him live until now just for fun.

If you want to die quickly, you don't have to chase him.

But the fan is in her hand.——·

The truth is this, but understanding it clearly and seeing it openly are two different things. How can a living creature not live an ignoble existence?

"He Jiaqing" chased Qifang. Hong Ying still wanted to tease him, but suddenly she heard the record player shouting: "You bitch, have you had enough fun? Bring Honglian back first, I have something to ask her!"

Judging from this posture, she probably wanted to ask about Teacher Song. Xiao Wan lost her temper, so Hong Ying didn't dare to neglect, and hurried back to the main room with Hong Lian in her arms.

"He Jiaqing" watched helplessly as Hong Ying walked further and further away, her fan getting further and further away from him, and her body becoming slower and slower.

Can't move.

That’s it.——

"He Jiaqing"'s thoughts came to a standstill.

Hong Ying carried Hong Lian to the record player, and the record player said fiercely: "Tell me, what kind of relationship does that slut named Song have with your husband?"

Honglian said: "She is the teacher of Li Banfeng and He Jiaqing. She and He Jiaqing are innocent. I can't tell what her dealings with Li Banfeng are. After all, I didn't recognize this madman at the time."

"Isn't that person really He Jiaqing just now?" the record player asked sharply.

Looking at this momentum, Honglian was also a little scared: "How can I lie to you? He doesn't even know whether Teacher Song is a boy or a girl. It must not be true -"

"Who knows what your flirting means? Yingying, go and bring that man over, and I'll ask him personally!"

Hong Ying took the fan and hurried to find "He Jiaqing", only to find that "He Jiaqing" was lying in the seventh room unable to move.

"Xiao Wan, he is——"——" Hong Ying did not dare to deal with it casually. She saw that something was wrong with "He Jiaqing".

It was also obvious that Zhao Xiaowan's mood was not quite right.

When he was in the army, once Zhao Xiaowan got really angry, everyone else had to be careful in everything they did.

"It's useless! I asked you to bring someone here, why did you take so much trouble!" Zhao Xiaowan entered the seventh room and slapped Hong Ying on the head. The blow hurt so much that Hong Ying rubbed it for a long time.

The fan got closer to "He Jiaqing". After waiting for a while, "He Jiaqing" gradually responded.

His body rose and fell, and he seemed to be able to breathe.

The ups and downs were getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed like it was more than just breathing.

The record player said blankly: "What's going on?"

Hong Ying observed for a moment, then quickly found an iron chain and strangled "He Jiaqing": "No, this man is going to explode!"

"Exploded?" The record player didn't understand why he wanted to explode.

Hong Ying tightened the chain and said: "I will never be wrong. This man is about to explode. It's like being hit by a quickie. If you have any questions, ask him quickly. How long can he last?"

The record player asked, "What's your name?"

"He Jiaqing" replied: "My name is Qiu Daoyu."

The record player asked again: "Why are you pretending to be He Jiaqing?"

"To become a member of the upper clan."

"Are you from Nevada?"

"Yes, now I am a member of the Shang clan."

Zhao Xiaowan didn't quite believe what this man said. People from Neizhou shouldn't be this size. They were much bigger than people from Puozhou.

"How did you change your appearance?"

"Burn it in the stove."

Not only did he have to change his appearance, he also had to learn He Jiaqing's characteristics and habits.

"How do you know He Jiaqing's past?"

"He Jiaqing's father, He Haiqin, taught me little by little.'

This is right, He Haiqin came from Neizhou.

"What is the mission given to you by your tribe?"

"Use He Jiaqing's identity to seize Paramount."

"Where is He Jiaqing?"

"I don't know, I didn't find him——" Qiu Daoyu's voice became weaker and weaker.

"How many of your tribe have changed their appearance?"

"There were a hundred people who entered the furnace with me. They all died, and they became me. I have the highest cultivation level and the strongest bones..."

Hey hey~

The chains rattled, and Hong Ying shouted: "Xiao Wan, I can't hold on any longer. This man is about to explode. Let's evacuate quickly!"

Zhao Xiaowan said: "He blew up his own, why should we withdraw?"

Hong Ying said: "This force is different. It must have exploded fiercely. I'm afraid it will hurt us. Let's leave him here and let the old man deal with it."

Just as the two were about to leave, they suddenly heard a voice coming from the seventh room: "No, you can't explode here!"

The passenger in the seventh room made a sound, and he took the initiative to remind Zhao Xiaowan: "If he blows up here, this room will be destroyed. He will blow up his soul, not his body. If you eat his soul, he won't be able to blow up."

Hong Ying refused to agree: "What if we eat him and explode in Xiaowan's stomach?"

The record player scolded: "It's nonsense. How can it explode in your stomach? You should go further away."

Hong Ying retreated to a distance and watched Qiu Daoyu's body slowly expand.

The record player inserted two needles into Qiu Daoyu's body, and the three speakers spit out steam.

After a while, Qiu Daoyu's body stopped swelling, and the record player also took back the needle.

"Xiao Wan, how are you?" Hong Ying walked closer and looked at her with concern.

There was no sound from the record player, and there was a loud rattling in the front cabinet.

"Xiao Wan, please say something. Don't scare me, Xiao Wan -" Hong Ying fumbled with the record player, her voice gradually trembling.

Mouth~

"Don't touch my belly!" The record player pushed Hong Ying away and walked around the seventh room twice.

"Xiaowan, what are you——""

"Gulu, gululu——" the record player finished playing and exclaimed, "This saury is more delicious than a toad!"

Hong Ying let out a long breath and sat on the chair: "Xiao Wan, do you really want to scare me to death?"

"Don't be scared, don't be scared, just go and eat the meat. This is indeed a species from Neizhou!"

Hong Ying looked at the body that had swollen into a human shape: "Is it true? Let me have a taste."

"Don't eat them all. Those in our family have gone out to fight with my husband. Leave some for them, and also for brother Qifang."

Hong Ying took a bite of the flesh and blood and praised: "It's better than that clam. What's your name, Qifang?"

The room responded: "If I knew the name, how could I live like this without a human being or a ghost?"

The record player said: "You have such good eyesight and can distinguish the source of the explosion. You must be a peeping cultivator." It must be so. It has been so long that I don't remember what sect I am. "

The record player laughed: "It's okay if you don't remember. Just think about it slowly. The days are still long. Take care of each other. Yingying, don't forget to leave a copy for the eighth room."

Hong Ying was responsible for dividing the dishes, and the record player picked up Qiu Daoyu's fan: "This workmanship is extraordinary. There is another mystery here."

"There is indeed a mystery. Could it be that Neizhou people eat too much?" Hong Ying raised her head, looked at the record player and said, "Xiao Wan, I feel like there's something wrong with my lips."

"Nonsense, you don't have any lips."

"It seems to be there."

The record player turned the loudspeaker and looked at it carefully: "Don't say it, really don't say it——"

Originally there were only two eyes on the head of the gun, but now there is actually a mouth under the eyes.

The record player praised: "Yingying, you have another business!"

"Are you really giving this land to me?" Chu Er didn't believe it too much. She didn't believe that Li Qi would be so kind to her.

"I brought it all to you, of course I gave it to you. The first thing I thought of was you. No one is more suitable than you."

"Say what you just said again."

Li Banfeng thought Chu Er didn't hear clearly, so he deliberately slowed down his speech: "No one is more suitable than you."

"I mean, the previous sentence, please say it again."

"You are the first person I thought of."

Chu Er looked at Li Banfeng, sniffed his nose, his lips trembled for a moment, and he actually cried.

"Why are you crying?" Li Banfeng was puzzled.

Chu Er wiped his tears: "I have known you for so long, and this is the first time I heard you say you miss me."

Miss you?

Isn't this different from thinking of you?

Li Banfeng was about to correct his wording when he saw Chu Er holding two deeds and said, "If I take this deed, won't I become a local god? If I open up all the wasteland, won't I become a local god?"

"That's right!" Li Banfeng nodded, "Do you know how many people want this land? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"You are good to me, I know, and I am sincere to you," Chu Er lowered his head and blushed, "but I don't know if I have the ability. I am afraid I can't keep this land."

"What are you afraid of? I have our second aunt to support me!"

"The bitter mother-in-law can't always take care of me. Speaking of which, He Jiaqing came to me just now, should it be for this land?"

"That's impossible." Li Banfeng shook his head. He wanted to give the land to Chu Er. In addition to him and Qiu Luoye, No one else knows, and He Jiaqing can't possibly receive the news.

"And I don't think that person is He Jiaqing."

Chu Er said: "Why not He Jiaqing? I knew him when I was a child. This birdman has been vicious since he was a child. I think he is He Jiaqing."

Li Banfeng said: "Think about it carefully. If He Jiaqing really wants Paramount, will he do it himself? He has a lot of business on his hands, all of which are supported by Shen Rongqing and Duan Shuqun. When have you seen him take the initiative to show up?

Other states are still looking for him. Does he dare to come to your door directly to steal business? If the Customs and Defense Bureau knows about it, Liao Zihui will have to send people to arrest him. Even if he can stop the Customs and Defense Bureau, it is too risky to do so."

Chu Er nodded: "Seventh Brother is right. Now that I think about it, that person does not look like He Jiaqing."

"Hiss!" Xiang Fenglan took a breath beside him.

Just now he said it was, and in the blink of an eye it was not.

Just now, the sentence "Seventh Brother is right" didn't sound like it came from Chu Er's mouth.

"Sister Xiang, go see how Lao Yang and Hongyan are doing. Chu Er glared at Xiang Fenglan, "Seventh Brother and I have something to talk about." Xiang Fenglan sneered, "Are you talking about something or doing something? I'll just watch from the side, isn't that okay?" Li Banfeng stood up and said, "Everything is said and done. Hurry up and bury the deed and take over the land. You come from a wealthy family, so you know what to do about some things." After that, Li Banfeng was about to leave. Chu Er was reluctant and tugged at Li Banfeng's collar, "You must come and see me often. I miss you the most in this world." Xiang Fenglan lowered her head and said, "Not necessarily. I heard that Jiang Mengting is sick and hasn't been on stage for two consecutive concerts. If you don't go to see her, maybe she will be gone." "I'll go to Xiaoyaowu to see." Li Banfeng left the Chu family mansion. Chu Er looked at Xiang Fenglan fiercely, "You bitch, how did you know Jiang Mengting was sick? Did Ma Wu tell you? I will tell my mother-in-law about this in a while! "

Li Banfeng went to Xiaoyaowu. Ma Wu was chatting with two girls. Seeing Li Banfeng coming, Ma Wu hurriedly introduced: "Old Seven, these are two new friends, one is called Achun and the other is called Ase."

These two friends had green fire on them, and they were obviously not from the world of the living.

But Li Banfeng was not surprised. For Ma Wu, the so-called different paths between humans and ghosts were all trivialities that were not worth mentioning!

He went to find Jiang Mengting. Jiang Mengting was indeed sick and looked haggard.

Li Banfeng brought water and medicine to Jiang Mengting and took good care of her.

The two girls continued to complain to Ma Wu.

Ase sighed and said, "Wu Lang, we are both miserable. We followed Xiu as slaves. If we did something wrong, we would be punished. I don't know how long we will live like this. ”

Ma Wu said seriously: "Don't worry, ladies. Today you have seen me, Ma Junyang. Your hard days are over. Tomorrow I will talk to your master and ask him to write a document to let you two go to me."

A Se held Ma Wu's hand tightly: "Fifth Master is really a good man!"

A Chun also held Ma Wu's hand: "Fifth Master is indeed a good man, but why are we sisters here?"

A Se said naturally: "Is there any need to ask? Of course, we are here to visit Fifth Master."

A Chun blinked and said: "Really?"

A Se was silent for a moment: "Is that right——

A Chun looked at Ma Wu: "Fifth Master, the one who just passed by, is that Li Qigong?"

Li Banfeng looked at Ase's painting and saw clearly the whole process of Sun Tiecheng's interrogation of Huang Zenan from Neizhou.

The painter is not a projector, and Ase is not as good as Mu Yuejuan. The whole picture is not too realistic, but the meaning is clearly expressed.

Ah Chun said, "Mr. Li, City Lord Sun asked you to be careful and alert. He also mentioned Zhang Gunli's abacus. He said that it was very strange. He asked our master to go to Heishipo and find Tang Shijiang to study it."

Li Banfeng recalled the details of the battle with He Jiaqing.

He Jiaqing had been holding a folding fan in his hand, but the fan did not function as a weapon or a magic weapon.

What was he going to do with the folding fan?

Is it the same as the abacus?

In Heishipo, a businessman was worried about the land use. The land he bought was too small, the factory area was not enough, and the equipment could not be installed.

Recommended by a friend, he invited an experienced engineer to help. The engineer wore overalls and a safety helmet. He was tall and burly, with a beard on his face and a pair of glasses that did not match his appearance.

It seemed that there was nothing special about him, but he was the local god of Heishipo, Tang Shijiang.

He had several identities in Heishipo, one of which was an experienced engineer. In addition, he also had multiple identities such as bricklayer, laborer, fitter, chef, newspaper director and magazine model.

Tang Shijiang looked at the drawings for a long time and shook his head.

The area of ​​this factory was really not enough.

The steam engine was the unchanging power equipment in Prosperity. Because of its complex steam-water circulation system, it led to its large size, which meant that this factory could not accommodate all the equipment.

The volume problem was a hurdle that the steam engine could not get around. Tang Shijiang did a lot of research on this, but gained little.

The businessman had no choice but to pay more for the land.

Tang Shijiang was helping him revise the drawings. The pencil turned twice in his hand and was pinned to his ear by Tang Shijiang.

He left the factory, came to the wall, and asked, "Senior, are you looking for me?"

Gui Jianchou smiled and said, "Don't call me senior. We don't have to be so polite."

"We?" Tang Shijiang didn't think he and Gui Jianchou had such a deep relationship. "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Gui Jianchou took out the abacus and handed it to Tang Shijiang, saying, "Take a look at this thing."

Tang Shijiang took the abacus and shook it gently. Looking at the movement trajectory of the abacus beads, Tang Shijiang's eyes became more profound.

After carefully observing for two hours, Tang Shijiang moved six abacus beads. When these six beads moved,

the other beads moved with them.

Gui Jianchou didn't understand engineering repairs, nor did he know the principle of this thing.

The ghost servant A Tie exclaimed: "He actually figured it out, he really figured it out!"

Tang Shijiang shook his head and said: "I only figured out the mechanism, but not the power source. This is a treasure, a rare treasure."

"It is indeed a treasure. The craftsmanship of Neizhou is really amazing," Sui Shenju exclaimed, and said to the record player: "Girl, pull the third fan bone upwards, don't use too much force."

The record player gently lifted the fan bone.

Hiss!

A sharp sound sounded.

A line of white mist flew out.

The record player exclaimed: "This fan is a steam engine?"

"That's right," Sui Shenju smiled, "Girl, I finally know what kind of blood the people of Neizhou are. No wonder they are so big!"