Lord of Puluo

Yuezhou, Cultural Palace Black Market, Jin Shunying had just delivered two ghost servants to Yin Si Niang, and was sitting in the car in the parking lot, smoking quietly.

To be honest, she hated Yin Si Niang very much, because she met the madman called "Boss" because of delivering goods to Yin Si Niang.

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She originally didn't want to do business with Yin Si Niang again, but her shippers were limited. If she let go of Yin Si Niang,

many ghost servants would be piled up in her hands, and she would not have enough money to buy blending agents, and her plan to improve her cultivation would be disrupted.

There is no overnight hatred in the rivers and lakes, and the business must go on.

And the boss also disappeared, so the matter was over.

The boss insisted on catching such a powerful fighter, and he has never been seen since that night.

Why is this madman so crazy? He told me about dreams, but now he has lost his life.

Actually, he is a pretty good guy...

Jin Shunying sighed softly and was about to start the car when she heard Li Banfeng say, "I forgot to give you the reward for arresting the fighter last time. I just put it on the back seat of your car."

Jin Shunying was startled and found that there were two large suitcases on the back seat of the car.

Next to the suitcases, the boss was sitting.

"You, you are still—————" Jin Shunying couldn't find the right words for a while.

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I'm still alive. I came to you today to do a business."

"What business?" Jin Shunying was a little nervous and excited.

The boss was still alive and sent her a reward.

He took the fighter?

No wonder the fighter has been quiet recently.

Li Banfeng said: "Is there any news about the Ferry Gang recently?"

"Yes, there will be a big banquet in Yanlou Village the day after tomorrow. It is said that they will serve the finale dish."

"What is a big banquet?"

"This big banquet is like an auction. There will be magic weapons, ghost servants, and elixirs auctioned at the auction. The highest bidder will win."

"Why not sell it on the black market?"

"The things sold at the big banquet are not ordinary things. They can't be sold at a high price on the black market. I heard that the Ferry Gang got a good thing this time. This is a big deal worth hundreds or even tens of millions."

Big deal.

Li Banfeng said: "I am very interested in this big banquet. Do you have a way to participate?"

"Yes, but I won't go with you."

"Why?"

"You need tickets. The tickets are very expensive. I can't help you much. It's a waste of money if you go."

"It's okay. I'll buy the tickets. Let's go together."

"Is that so? Then, then OK————" Jin Shunying started the car and drove the boss to Yanlou Village.

She really didn't want to attend the banquet with her boss, not only because of the ticket money, but more importantly, the boss was too crazy and seemed to have some grudges with the ferry gang. If he made trouble at the banquet, she would be implicated.

But you can see a lot of good things at an occasion like a banquet, and it seems to be a good opportunity to gain experience.

Jin Shunying looked at the boss's expression again. He asked her to attend the banquet, which sounded like an order, and did not allow her to make a choice.

In fact, Jin Shunying thought it was good. If she was not allowed to choose, she didn't have to worry about it, so she listened to the boss.

When they arrived at Yanlou Village, it was just dawn and the shops in the town were not open yet. Li Banfeng suggested finding a hotel to sleep. Jin Shunying was reluctant to spend money, so she laid the back seat flat and let Li Banfeng rest in the car.

After waiting for more than an hour, a candle and incense shop opened. Jin Shunying told Li Banfeng: "The owner of this shop is Chang Shigui. I heard from others that you can buy tickets for this banquet at his shop. He also has something to serve at the banquet this time."

"What is it?"

Jin Shunying shook her head and said: "I don't know about that."

Li Banfeng learned some simple rules from Jin Shunying and stepped into the candle and incense shop.

The boss, Chang Shigui, sat behind the counter and asked, "What would you like to buy?"

Li Banfeng said, "I'm hungry, so I'm here to buy a meal ticket."

Chang Shigui said, "Sir, this is a candle shop, are you here to buy a meal?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I'm not buying a meal, I'm buying a ticket, let's talk about the meal tomorrow night."

In a few words, Chang Shigui explained his purpose and invited Li Banfeng into the inner room and poured him a cup of tea: "Boss, what's your name?"

Li Banfeng said, "You're right, I'll call you boss."

The other party didn't want to reveal his identity, and Chang Shigui didn't ask any more questions, but just reminded him, "Tomorrow's meal ticket is expensive."

"How expensive is it? Tell me the price first."

"One ticket is one yuan, but the return gift is not small, it's 80%."

What he meant was that a ticket to the banquet cost 10,000 yuan, but there was a return gift at the banquet, which was almost 8,000 yuan.

The reason for setting such a high threshold is to prevent random people from joining in the fun without buying anything.

Li Banfeng immediately paid 20,000 yuan and bought two tickets.

The boss leaned over and took out two wooden signs from the counter and handed them to Li Banfeng: "Boss, please keep them."

Li Banfeng looked at the wooden sign. It was light yellow with stripes, which was the natural color of the wood. On one side were two words: Grand Banquet, and on the other side were the date and location of the banquet.

The sign was made in a simple way, and it seemed that it would not be difficult to imitate it, but while groping, Li Banfeng sensed some spirituality.

Li Banfeng could not tell how much spirituality there was and what quality it was, so it would be difficult to imitate.

Li Banfeng collected the tickets and asked, "Can I ask if there are any good things tomorrow night?"

Chang Shigui said: "I dare not say anything about other people's good things. This treasure of mine will be the centerpiece of tomorrow's banquet."

Most people don't understand the concept of the big axis. Li Banfeng also learned it in a theater in Puzhou.

The big axis is the last dish at the banquet, and the last thing to be auctioned tomorrow.

This last thing must be the most valuable, right?

That's not true. The most valuable thing is the penultimate item. This dish is called the finale.

The quality of the main dish is lower than that of the finale dish. At the banquet, this dish is also called the farewell dish. Once this dish is sold out, the banquet is over.

Although his treasure was ranked in such a position, Chang Tugui was still proud of himself. This was the first time he had given his treasure to a banquet.

"Boss Chang, what kind of treasure do you want?"

"This treasure of mine is a pair of pants!"

Li Banfeng was stunned for a moment and asked, "The last dish of the banquet is pants?"

Chang Shigui nodded seriously.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and then asked, "Is anyone willing to eat this?"

"It depends on whose pants it is." Because Li Banfeng bought two tickets, Chang Shigui decided to show them to Li Banfeng out of sincerity.

He first washed his hands, then lit up the incense, prayed for about ten minutes, and took out a small-leaf red sandalwood wooden box from the safe in the darkroom in the back hall.

After opening two locks and letting the ghost servant out, Chang Shigui opened the box.

The inner wall of the box was lined with gold and yellow, and a pair of blue and white striped boxer briefs were neatly folded and placed inside the box.

Li Banfeng still didn't understand: "Whose pants are these?"

Chang Shigui lowered his voice and said, "The great god comes to Yanlou Village once a month. Do you know this?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "I've heard of it."

"When he came last month, he left this treasure in the village."

Li Banfeng thought about the logic and asked, "Why did he leave his pants in the village?"

Chang Shigui's eyes shone with admiration: "For the sincerity of the whole village, old and young! Every time the great god comes, the whole village welcomes him warmly. As long as the pot is cooked at home, the incense of the great god will never be missing.

We have wishes every month, whether they work or not, we can’t control what outsiders do, but people in the village don’t complain. Even if they say a few words in private, no one will hear them.

We respect the Great God from the bottom of our hearts, and the Great God will naturally leave us his blessings. "

Li Banfeng said: "So he left a pair of pants for you?"

From Li Banfeng's tone, Chang Shigui heard a bit of contempt, and he was unhappy.

Chang Shigui called the ghost servant back, closed the door of the wooden box, saluted seriously, and locked the safe again.

Li Banfeng asked: "What are these pants for?"

Chang Shigui said: "As far as I know, these pants have been worn by the great god for more than ten years. How much immortal energy has been absorbed by the divine power for more than ten years? You can taste it yourself."

"I won't taste this." Li Banfeng turned and left the incense shop, having some doubts about the authenticity of the pair of tickets in his hand.

This boss Chang treasured a pair of trousers of unknown origin. Based on his discernment, Li Banfeng always felt that the tickets he sold might not be real.

"It's true," Gloves whispered, "Master, those pants are real. They are indeed a treasure. I smelled them carefully just now. There is a strong yin smell on the pants, mixed with some incense smell. It should be A personal item built by a senior executive.”

Li Banfeng was surprised: "You smell it so seriously?"

Gloves whispered: "Some of the old objects around high-level cultivators have spirituality. The spirituality of these pants is not low. If a third- or fifth-level demon cultivator takes these pants, he will have a chance to subdue those on the seventh or eighth level. Ghost servant, do you think this is a treasure?”

Really baby?

Li Banfeng looked back at the incense shop and saw a man in white clothes and black trousers entering the shop.

The two sides were far away, and Li Banfeng vaguely saw a figure from behind, thinking that this person looked familiar.

He thought of taking another look at the door of the shop, but as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly felt something sinister approaching.

Can't go?

Who is this person? What does he want to do?

The man in white clothes and black trousers came to the counter. Chang Shigui asked, "What do you want to order?"

The man said: "I want to buy a treasure."

"Baby?" Chang Shigui frowned, "I don't understand what you mean."

The man said: "Tomorrow night, there will be a big banquet in the town. I heard that you have a treasure that you want to sell."

Chang Shigui was silent for a moment and said: "There is such a thing. If you are interested in buying it, we will see it at the banquet tomorrow."

"Don't wait for tomorrow's banquet, I want it today."

"That won't work," Chang Shigui waved his hand and said, "I have made an agreement with the person hosting the banquet, and the contract has been established.

"I'll pay the default money, you tell me the amount."

"This is against the rules. Even if I pay liquidated damages, it will still ruin my reputation in the end." Chang Shigui still refused. "Besides, if the items are delivered to the banquet, the highest bidder will get it. I don't know what price it will be sold for." Not sure,

If you say you want it now, I can’t estimate it. "

The man took out a check: "According to market estimates, this treasure is worth more than three million at most. I will pay seven million and take the treasure directly. Not only will you not suffer a loss, but you will at least double the profit. You What do you think?"

Chang Shigui shook his head and said: "My friend, your sincerity is enough, but I can't sell it to you. I have opened a shop for more than 20 years, and this is the first time that my family has good things that can be served to a banquet. "

The man frowned and said, "What will happen if you don't go to the big banquet?"

Chang Shigui said with a smile: "Everyone lives his own way. To you, this may not be a big deal, but to me,

This is a lifelong thought. My friend, if you want to buy something else, you can choose whatever I have. If you really like that treasure, I will still say the same thing, I will wait for you at the banquet. "

The business was not settled, and the man walked out of the shop with a sullen face.

A dice cup chuckled twice in his arms: "Your pants are going to be auctioned. Let me see where you put your old face."

The man gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't do it, just take your pants back!"

The dice cup laughed even louder: "Robbing it, you are going to rob it. The local god fought with the people from other states over a pair of trousers. If word spreads about this, it will be written into the history books!"

The man became angrier as he walked. As he walked, he suddenly changed direction and walked towards Li Qi.

Li Qi felt a surge of malice. When he got closer, the man asked, "Did you hear everything?"

Li Qi nodded: "I heard you, are these pants yours?"

The man was shocked, how did Li Qi know who these pants belonged to? What news has he received? Has this matter already spread?

Li Qi didn't receive the news, it was just a guess.

He knew the person in front of him, it was Song Qianhun, the local god of Iron Gate Fort.

As a local god, he had to buy a pair of trousers, which was very special. Shicai Gloves also said that these were personal items for Xiu. Li Banfeng naturally thought that these trousers were Song Qianhun's. of.

Song Qianhun took out the dice cup and said: "If you don't tell secrets, these pants are mine. Let's make a bet here. If I win, you are not allowed to tell others about this. If you win, —————"

Li Banfeng shook his head repeatedly: "Senior, there is no need to gamble. I will definitely not tell anyone about this. I just want to ask you one thing, how did these pants stay in Yanlou Village?"

A gust of autumn wind blew by, bringing with it a chill.

Song Qianhun is the great god of Yanlou Village, and the great god is not in a good mood.

Li Banfeng shrugged his eyebrows: "Forget it, I won't ask about this matter."

Li Banfeng left.

Song Qianhun stood there, feeling annoyed.

"We can't let these pants go to the banquet. We have to stop this matter no matter what." Song Qianhun murmured.

The dice cup said: "Don't always think about your pants, don't forget about the real thing.'

Li Banfeng gave a ticket to Jin Shunying and returned to the Dark Star Bureau alone.

Shen Jingye took the initiative to come to Li Banfeng's office. He knew that the documents for the truce in Neizhou had arrived. He did not hold it in front of Li Qi, but directly expressed his gratitude and invited Li Qi to dinner in the evening.

Li Qi had no time to chat with him: "Xiao Shen, I have something urgent to do. Let's talk some other time."

After seeing off Shen Jingye, Li Banfeng called for glutinous rice balls: "Do you have any relevant information about Yanlou Village?"

Tangyuan was really good at collecting information. In less than an hour, she sent the information to Li Banfeng.

"Li Bureau, Yanlou Village is also known as the Spirit City. Because of its special geographical location, it is very attractive to the undead. It is one of the largest gathering places for psychics. A large number of psychics go to Yanlou every year. Village, participating in the hunting and trading of dead souls.”

Li Qi looked through the information and asked, "Do these psychics have legal status?"

Tang Yuan shook his head and said: "Most of them have no legal status, and the type of transactions they conduct are also illegal."

"But judging from the information, it seems that the bureau has not carried out many operations against Yanlou Village."

Tangyuan adjusted his glasses and lowered his voice: "Director Li, it's hard for me to explain this."

Li Qi understood the meaning of Tangyuan: "Same as the situation in the Cultural Palace, is this matter actually approved by the bureau?"

Tang Yuan responded euphemistically: "Aggregation of autonomous dark energy, which you often call resentful souls, is highly harmful, but difficult to capture. There are some methods that can be used appropriately."

Translated, evil ghosts are difficult to catch. Someone will catch them for them. Hunting ghost servants is an effective way to control the number of resentful souls, so they generally won't stop them.

This information is very important to Li Banfeng. If the Dark Star Bureau has strict control and intervention in Yanlou Village, tomorrow night's operation will face a lot of resistance. As long as the Dark Star Bureau maintains acquiescence, Li Banfeng can eliminate many surprises. interference factors.

He read the files for a day and learned about the overall layout of Yanlou Village, key figures and the details of the "big banquet" process.

All have detailed understanding.

At eleven o'clock the next night, Li Banfeng and Jin Shunying came to Yanlou Village and arrived at a dance hall at the entrance of the village.

In the 1980s and 1990s, dance halls were very popular. Nowadays, it is difficult to find such venues in Yuezhou City, but there is still a dance hall in Yanlou Village.

Usually no one comes here to dance. The nature of this dance hall is basically the same as that of the Palace of Culture.

Li Banfeng came to the door of the ballroom and showed his ticket. The ticket inspector placed the wooden sign on the tray. The pattern on the tray was a budding flower. After touching the wooden sign for a moment, the flower bloomed, proving that the ticket was genuine. of.

This ticket checking efficiency was a bit inefficient. When we entered the dance hall, we discovered that there were only about thirty people actually attending the banquet.

Most of the booths in the dance hall were empty. Li Banfeng chose a seat in the middle and back. Under the dim light, this position was just covered by the surrounding shadows, making it easy for people around him to ignore it.

Jin Shunying sat in a relatively conspicuous position in the front row, and her task was to quote.

According to Li Banfeng's plan, if Jin Shunying saw the spring water at this banquet, Jin Shunying must take a photo of the spring water, and Li Banfeng would pay the related expenses.

After Shui Yongquan is rescued, he will consider dealing with the Ferry Gang. Based on the information he currently has, Li Banfeng doesn't know how many people the Ferry Gang has. He can't even determine the real purpose of the Ferry Gang.

Shui Yongquan has used the mind-washing technique to wash away all his memories. Although he still retains a high level of cultivation, how valuable is he as a ghost servant?

Did the Ferry Gang really sell him for money?

Is it possible to use the spring water as fishing bait?

Li Banfeng had to be on guard against these things.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the banquet began. It was said to be a big banquet, and the banquet was very unambiguous. There were more than a dozen dishes on each table, and various drinks were served on the side of the table.

People who come here do not come here to eat, but the host’s family must make a good scene, which is also part of the return gift.

Several women walked between the seats and handed out a concoction to each guest.

The price of this blender is almost more than 7,000 yuan, and this is the main part of the return gift.

Jin Shunying held the concoction and wondered whether she should accept it. Her ticket was given to her by Li Banfeng, so it stands to reason that the return gift should also belong to Li Banfeng.

She secretly glanced at Li Banfeng and saw Li Banfeng sitting in the shadows. If she didn't look carefully, she couldn't see Li Banfeng's outline. Several women handing out concoctions also ignored Li Banfeng. .

Jin Shunying didn't dare to look at it anymore. The boss had warned him not to talk to him after the banquet started, so as not to spoil the boss's affairs.

A woman in her early thirties came to the center of the dance floor. She was the owner of the dance hall and the host of the banquet.

Her name was Chi Huiyi. She said hello to the guests first, and then shouted: "Twelve appetizers, please try them."

Appetizers refer to auction items that are not too high in value. There are elixirs, weapons, and spiritual objects. Among them, the weapons and spiritual objects are commonly used by demon cultivators. Jin Shunying is excited when he looks at it, and he can wait for the price to rise. After a wave of shouting, Jin Shunying quickly calmed down.

Although she has some savings and her boss has just given her a sum of money, Jin Shunying has a clear plan on where to spend each money. Products with obvious premiums are generally not within her scope of consideration.

After eating the side dishes, it’s time to serve the main course.

There are three main dishes in total.

The first dish is a puppet.

Chi Huiyi said: "The store owner takes care of the dishes."

What this sentence means is to let the seller introduce the product himself.

An old man in his seventies came to the center of the dance floor. He didn't say a word, but just put his hand into the back of the puppet and began to control it.

Without much movement, the old craftsman showed off each joint of the puppet little by little.

Li Banfeng didn't understand construction techniques, but he had seen many excellent craftsmanships in Puozhou.

The craftsmanship of this puppet is excellent. The flexibility of the joints, the strength of the body, and every mechanism hidden in the body are all very exquisite.

After the demonstration, Chi Huiyi said: "The store offers a price of one hundred and fifty, and I would like to ask you for a reward."

One hundred and fifty means one and a half million.

This banquet is mainly for Xiu, and this puppet seems a bit inappropriate as the main dish.

But insiders know that this puppet is extremely useful for cultivators. Some dead souls are not suitable for direct combat. Possessed on the puppet, they can exert higher combat power. Regardless of the material or construction method of this puppet, it is not worth 1.5 million. Considered expensive.

"One hundred and seventeen."

"two hundred."

"Two hundred and three!"

Guests kept making offers, and the final price was 3.1 million.

The old man left the dance floor and asked the guests to hand over the money.

Chi Huiyi shouted: "The second main dish will be served by the shop owner.'

Seeing the second main course, Li Banfeng sat still and his heart trembled.

He saw water springing up.

Shui Yongquan was wearing a short shirt, a pair of trousers, and an iron chain tied around his body. His expression was dull, and he was led by a man to the center of the dance floor.

All the guests present looked at the water fountain together, and there was constant discussion.

"Is this the Demon of Injury? Are you already like this?"

"Look at how dry your body is. Can you beat me?"

"You don't seem to have much energy. Are you sick?"

"This thing is not cheap. Don't listen to the loud name. What if it is a sick donkey? Do you think it can grind mills or plow fields? What's the use of buying it back?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Li Banfeng's eyebrows trembled.

Water springs, the earth god, the princes of one place!

Now I am being criticized like an animal.

The shopkeeper, wearing a raincoat and a huge bamboo hat, said to everyone: "This is a wounded demon, I don't need to say more."

That's all he said, with a lot of cover-up in his voice, but the earrings could still hear the timbre.

"Master, it's him."

Chu Zikai.

Li Banfeng pinched his fingers gently and remained calm.

Chi Huiyi said: "The store offers a price of one thousand, please give me a reward!"

The ballroom fell silent.

Many of the guests present today are here for the Shang Mo Sha.

But cultivation cannot be seen, and Chu Zikai's introduction was too brief, so no one could tell whether this wounding demon was real or fake, and what its quality was.

While no one was talking, Jin Shunying spoke first: "One thousand and one!

Add one million, if no one grabs it, this deal will be done.

"One thousand and three!" A man behind her raised the price, and Jin Shunying's heart tightened.

Who is this person?

She wanted to see what the boss's attitude was, but she didn't dare to turn around easily. Thinking about the boss's instructions, she had to buy this wounding demon anyway.

"One thousand three hundred and five!" Jin Shunying raised the price by fifty.

The guests discussed for a while, and the range was a bit small.

"One thousand eight hundred!" The man behind her raised the price again.

"One thousand, eight hundred and five!" Jin Shunying's voice was a little trembling. Although it was not her money, this number was obviously beyond her ability to bear.

"Two thousand! "The man continued to raise the price.

Who is this man?

Li Banfeng was also a little curious.

Jin Shunying then added fifty, and the man added two or three hundred.

Li Banfeng looked back at the man. The man was wearing a black windbreaker with a high collar and a mountaineering hat on his head with the brim pulled down very low.

Li Banfeng was an expert in covering his face with the brim of the hat. With the golden light, Li Banfeng saw some outlines through the shadows.

This man used a disguise, but Li Banfeng could still see some details. This seemed to be Song Qianhun.

He came here, probably for his pants, which was not surprising to Li Banfeng.

But why did he spend a high price to buy Shuiyongquan?

He is a demon cultivator, is it just to add a ghost servant?

"Three thousand and two!" The man raised the price again, and the earrings recognized the voice this time.

"Sir, it's that senior."

Li Banfeng came to the man quietly and asked in a low voice: "Senior Song, do you really want this wounded demon? "

Seeing that Li Qi recognized him, Song Qianhun did not hide it anymore: "This is my friend, I can't let him be treated so badly!"

After saying that, Song Qianhun raised the price to 3,500.

The price exceeded expectations, and Chu Zikai smiled triumphantly.

Behind him, at the bar of the dance floor, stood an old man with blond hair and blue eyes.

The old man came with Chu Zikai, and he quietly watched the reactions of each guest.

If the transaction is successfully concluded and the money is earned, it is naturally a good thing.

If the transaction is not smooth, he is also prepared to deal with it. In short, the Ferry Gang will not suffer.

Song Qianhun is still raising the price, Li Banfeng said: "Since he is a friend of the senior, please help the senior."

Song Qianhun said: "What do you mean?"

"Let's work together to save our friend and take back the pants."

PS: The foreigner who followed Chu Zikai once saved him. See Chapter 537 for details.

Thanks to the strong support of the leader of the house fairy Qitian!