Breaking the Evil

The next day, Li Banfeng woke up feeling refreshed and left Portable Abode.

Whether it was because he had recovered from the sleep or because of the nature of the house that Li Banfeng had broken free from the techniques of foolish cultivation, his thoughts were much clearer than yesterday.

Actually, some things can be figured out if you just calm down and think about them a little.

Is it really possible to get lost in this city?

Won't.

If you keep walking in any direction, you'll definitely reach the city wall.

If you keep walking along the city wall, you'll definitely reach the city gate.

Once they find the city gate, they can leave the city, Li Banfeng will naturally return to normal.

How big can this city possibly get?

It can only stretch for a maximum of a hundred miles!

A hundred li is nothing to Li Banfeng; it takes less than half an hour.

The only thing to be careful about is that you must travel in a straight line.

The road ahead wasn't quite straight; it was slightly off-center. Li Banfeng scaled the wall and jumped over the courtyard, rushing forward in a straight line.

After running for more than five hours, Li Banfeng still couldn't find the city wall.

Ahead is the main street, with shops and stalls.

Behind me was an alleyway where some people were strolling around and others were chatting.

Li Banfeng felt that he had been to this place before, and more than once.

Using wind direction to locate himself, using landmarks to locate himself, making marks along the way... Li Banfeng thought of a hundred ways, but still didn't know how to get out of the city.

There's a middle-aged woman in front of me; she looks quite kind. Let's ask her for directions.

Li Banfeng approached the woman with the banknotes and cautiously asked, "Auntie, how do I get to the city gate?"

The woman was taken aback. "Are you asking for directions?"

Li Banfeng nodded.

"You silly child, why would I give you money for asking for directions? The city gate is still far away. Look how tired you are. Come in and have some water."

"No, ma'am, I have urgent business and need to leave the city. Just show me the way."

The woman became unhappy. "I just invited you in for a bowl of water, would I harm you? If you don't trust me, go ask someone else!"

What should we do?

Should we go inside and have a bowl of water together?

I'm House Cultivator on the fourth floor; even if she poisons me, she probably can't take me down.

Just as Li Banfeng was about to enter the house, a sense of crisis, an Auspiciousness and Avoiding Calamity, told him not to go in.

"Young man, come in! Where are you going? Weren't you trying to leave the city? You're on the wrong road. Come here and have a bowl of water, I'll show you the way..."

Li Banfeng didn't even look back; he took off running.

After running for more than an hour, Li Banfeng looked at the alley in front of him, leaned against the wall in despair, and sat down.

"Young man, I told you to come to me for a fortune telling, why didn't you listen to me?"

Li Banfeng smiled bitterly repeatedly.

The fortune teller is here again.

I couldn't find the city gate, but he found it right away when he looked for me.

The fortune teller sat down next to Li Banfeng: "You haven't let go of the matter of revenge yet?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I've let it go. I want to leave the city now."

"It's difficult!" the fortune teller sighed and shook his head.

"Is it really that difficult to leave the city?"

"Difficult, more difficult than climbing to heaven. This is Fool's City, how easy is it to get out? Especially you, your face is dark and you look unlucky. If you force your way out of the city, I'm afraid you won't be able to save your life."

Li Banfeng said helplessly, "I really don't want to have my fortune told by you. I've already paid you. Can you please stay away from me?"

The fortune teller sighed and said, "I believe in fate. I saw you just yesterday and knew you were destined for greatness."

To be honest, while I was alive, I was trapped in the Fool's City for twenty-eight years, seven months, and three days, and I never found the city gate until the day I died.

But I believe you can find it, I believe you won't be trapped and die in the Fool's City.

There's a large, three-courtyard mansion in the north of the city, which has been abandoned since the day I arrived in Fool's City.

You have an unresolved karmic connection with this house; you must stay there for a day and a night to resolve this calamity.

Remember this: it's only one day and one night, no more, no less. You must enter at the specified time today and leave at the specified time tomorrow.

Once you're outside, with your back to the main gate, walk straight ahead without stopping, no matter what you encounter.

If you encounter a wall, just run into it; if you encounter a tree, just run into it. No matter what you encounter, don't stop. Keep walking for half an hour, and you'll reach the city gate.

Young man, I've said my piece; believe it or not is up to you.

The fortune teller left.

Li Banfeng sat by the wall and sneered, "Why should I believe you?"

What karmic connection do I have with any other house or residence?

I've never been to this place before, so what cause and effect could there be?

Late at night, Li Banfeng arrived in the north of the city and entered the abandoned house.

He really didn't want to believe the fortune teller, but he simply couldn't find a way out of the city.

The front yard of the mansion is not large. There is a row of back rooms, which are the gatehouses and the living quarters for the servants. Passing through the hanging flower gate, you arrive at the main courtyard. The main house faces south and there is a side room on each side.

Li Banfeng entered the main house, which had a hall outside and a bedroom inside.

Looking up, I saw that many roof tiles had fallen off, and the roof was now completely exposed to the sky.

The furnishings in the room were fairly tidy, but the dust was half a finger thick, indicating that it had indeed been abandoned for a long time.

Li Banfeng picked up Feather Duster, dusted himself off, sat down in a chair, and began to think about his next move.

Should we go to Portable Abode next, or stay in this abandoned house?

Going to Portable Abode is definitely safer, but once you enter Portable Abode, does that mean you've left the mansion? Does a day and a night still count?

Why not go to Portable Abode and just stay here?

Whew~

A cold wind blew by.

A little dust rose from the table.

If we stay in this place for a day and a night, no one can say for sure what might happen.

Let's go back.

Li Banfeng entered Portable Abode, stayed for less than fifteen minutes, and then came out again with a paper doll girl.

One cannot linger in Portable Abode; one must remain in the courtyard to resolve karmic entanglements.

This paper cutout girl was drawn by him stroke by stroke, and he put a lot of effort into it. It can last for more than three hours without participating in the battle.

He instructed the girl to patrol the courtyard and warn others immediately if anything happened.

He also placed various magical artifacts around him and hung the calendar poster directly opposite him.

The elegant Dream Virtue bowed deeply and asked Li Banfeng, "Sir, which song would you like to hear?"

"If you're not going to listen to music, prop up the watch face."

Listening to her sing, you might be transported into a dream at any time; she has a lot of assets to Dream Virtue.

Dream Virtue placed the watch face in front of Li Banfeng, and Li Banfeng sat there waiting.

Is what the fortune teller said true or false?

If he dares to lie to me, I'll have to have a good talk with him next time I see him.

What should we talk about with him?

Should we resort to force directly, or try to reason with them?

Can we get the location of the city gate out of him?

In Fool's City, isn't it a bit presumptuous of you to try and outsmart a fool?

Don't think about things, you can't think about things, it will give you a headache.

After waiting for nearly two hours, Li Banfeng feeling drowsy when a sudden chill struck him, making him shiver and more alert.

There was another person next to me; it was the fortune teller.

What are you doing here?

The fortune teller smiled and said, "I'll help you Breaking the Evil."

"Can't I just stay here for a day and a night? Why bother with exorcising evil spirits?"

"Just staying here won't do. If you want to get through this day and night safely, you need to leave a talisman."

"You're here to sell talismans? Okay, name your price."

The fortune teller shook his head and said, "I told you, I won't take your money. I only value fate. Young man, give me your hand, and I'll draw a talisman for you."

With this talisman, the Vengeful Spirit in this house won't dare to harm you.

"Is there Vengeful Spirit in this house?" Li Banfeng's eyes twitched. If there really was Vengeful Spirit, he would definitely be able to see it.

"The Vengeful Spirit in this house has been watching you, but you can't see her. The karma on your body started because of her, and this calamity in your destiny also started because of her."

If you survive this day and night, the karmic debt will be repaid, and the calamity will dissipate.

Just like you, I was trapped in the Fool's City for my entire life because of a karmic debt.

I've helped you all this way, not for anything in return, but simply because I don't want you to follow the same path I did.

The fortune teller took out a calligraphy brush, dipped it in ink, and looked at Li Banfeng with a sincere expression.

Li Banfeng extended his hand, and just as the fortune teller was about to draw a talisman on it, Li Banfeng asked, "How many years have you been trapped in Fool's City?"

The fortune teller sighed and said, "Twenty-two years, six months, and eight days."

Li Banfeng nodded.

Bang!

He punched the old man in the nose.

The old man covered his nose and said, "What right do you have to hit me?"

I thought the punch wouldn't hit the old man, but I didn't expect that this Bloodline Seed could actually feel pain.

"Old ghost! You said twenty-eight years, seven months, and three days before, and now it's twenty-two years, six months, and eight days! You can make up lies without even blinking an eye!"

The two started fighting on the spot.

This old man isn't very good at fighting. Under normal circumstances, Li Banfeng could take him down with just a few punches and kicks.

But now things are not normal. Li Banfeng's punches and kicks are completely different from usual.

It wasn't that he lacked strength or speed; it was that he had become stupid. Every time he made a move, the timing and method were unsuitable.

If it's not suitable, it's not suitable. We'll just fight randomly. I'm in my early twenties, I can't beat an old man like you.

Pulling hair, gouging eyes, scratching face... Li Banfeng, relying on his youth, fought fiercely with the fortune teller.

The pendulum stepped forward and slashed at the fortune teller twice, but the cuts were not deep. It also accidentally scratched Li Banfeng.

Knowing her martial arts skills were inferior, she quickly turned around and urged Tang Blade, "Come and help!"

Tang Blade sighed, "With my aim so poorly today, it's best not to make a move, lest I accidentally injure my lord."

This is no joke. The pendulum is good at sucking and spitting blood, while the Tang Blade is a pure combat weapon. If he were to strike Li Banfeng with this sword, it would really be the death of him.

None of the magical artifacts dared to be used rashly, except for Dream Virtue was still somewhat confident. She shouted at the fortune teller, "You're shameless!"

The fortune teller sighed and said, "It's immoral for such a young man to hit an old man like me!"

Li Banfeng felt guilty and was kicked an extra time by the fortune teller.

Dream Virtue has failed; who can help Li Banfeng now?

In crucial moments, you still have to rely on the Wine Gourd.

The Wine Gourd is a symbol of cultivation, and its combat experience is richer than that of a blood-soaked being.

"A girl with blood on her hands, searching for his heartstrings!"

This is insider knowledge in meditation: finding the other person's heartstrings means manipulating their thoughts through techniques.

The Wine Gourd lowered its voice and said to the blood-stained one, "Our Daoist techniques mainly focus on disturbing people's minds, which should be similar to those of the foolish cultivators. Even if we can't say we can restrain them, the techniques themselves might be able to compete with the foolish cultivators."

Upon hearing this, Han Xue immediately prepared his techniques.

Seizing the opportunity, the Wine Gourd smashed itself onto the fortune teller's head.

Looking at the Wine Gourd with blood in his eyes, he said, "You just talked about so many techniques..."

The fortune teller felt dizzy, and Li Banfeng took the opportunity to kick him.

After being kicked, the fortune teller decided not to hit him anymore and tried to run away, but the paper girl hugged him from behind.

The fortune teller was startled. "Young lady, what are you doing hugging me? How shameless of you..."

Li Banfeng spat and said, "You took advantage of me and you're still cursing me? Come with me!"

The old man broke free from the girl's embrace and discovered that she had fallen a lot of paper scraps on her body.

"You're a House Cultivator?" The old man looked at Li Banfeng in surprise.

Li Banfeng remained silent.

This old man is truly experienced; he saw through Li Banfeng's fourth level of skill.

"That shouldn't be the case. You're running so fast, aren't you Travel Cultivator? Or have you cultivated two different paths? But you can't cultivate both at home and while traveling..."

Li Banfeng stopped wasting words with the fortune teller; all that remained in his mind was anger—anger at being played by the fortune teller.

"Wife, dinner's ready!" Li Banfeng dragged the fortune teller into Portable Abode.

"Husband, you've escaped Fool's City?" His Wife exclaimed with delight.

"Not yet," Li Banfeng tossed the fortune teller in front of the record player. "Let's eat first anyway."

The fortune teller looked at the record player, sizing it up, and asked, "Are you his Home Spirit?"

The record player sneered, "You have a good eye."

The fortune teller shook his head repeatedly. "Impossible, his house couldn't possibly be in Fool's City..."

Whew~

The fortune teller, his face scalded with steam, yelled, and the record player roared, "Insolence! Who gave you permission to speak? Tell me first, are you a foolish cultivator?"

The fortune teller nodded and said, "When I was alive, I was indeed a foolish cultivator."

"What level of cultivation do you have?"

"Second floor!"

"Second level?" Li Banfeng didn't believe it. He couldn't possibly be dragged into a fierce battle by a second-level cultivator. "Wife, don't believe him. This old man's cultivation is definitely more than just the second level."

The Wife, however, felt that the old man was not lying. "Husband, I have heard from Little Slave that there are indeed precedents of second-level foolish cultivators killing third-level cultivators, and even being able to hold their own against Fourth Layer Cultivator."

Two layers of maneuvering around four layers?

How powerful must this Daoist sect be?

Li Banfeng asked, "You're on the second floor, so how many floors does the person selling plasters go on?"

The fortune teller said, "He has a cultivation level of three."

He has three levels of cultivation?

Is his cultivation level higher than that of the fortune teller?

Are you kidding me?

"What level of cultivation does the Friends Inn possess?"

"He is at the fourth level of cultivation."

The innkeeper who was holding a knife and about to chop Li Banfeng up.

The innkeeper, who led an entire inn of people and chased Li Banfeng around chopping things up, was a fourth-level cultivator.

Isn't it said that foolish cultivators are all very shrewd?

"A liar!" Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Wife, this man is a liar."

The record player, unable to discern the cause for a moment, then asked, "Do you know how to leave Fool's City?"

The fortune teller nodded and said, "I know, only I know. I can lead him the way, it just depends on whether you believe me or not."

Lead the way?

Forget about it.

Li Banfeng would never let this fortune teller go.

Sizzle~

The Wife also disagreed. "Old man, letting you out will surely harm my husband. Tell me how to get out of the city. If it works, I will naturally let you go. If it doesn't, I will cut you into a thousand pieces."

The fortune teller nodded. "What I told your man before was the truth. He has a karmic connection with that abandoned house. He must stay in that abandoned house for a day and a night to settle the karmic debt before he can leave the city."

Is what he said true?

What if he lies to his husband?

Should we let my husband go out and try first?

But if we don't trust him, what other options do we have?

Torture him, slowly extract a confession.

What if you force the truth into becoming a lie?

Huff~

Huff~

The record player was running faster and faster.

The fortune teller's expression grew increasingly calm.

Li Banfeng's thoughts raced faster than a record player.

They couldn't think of a countermeasure for the other magical artifacts.

Even Red Lotus was somewhat conflicted.

The Portable Abode was unusually quiet, and the atmosphere was tense when suddenly a yawn was heard.

Are you hungry?

The Judge's Brush spoke.

He unusually uttered four words.

It's as if he's talking to the record player.

The record player asked in surprise, "You're asking me if I'm hungry?"

The Judge's Brush, too lazy to repeat himself, simply said, "Eat when you're hungry."

P. S.: How pure is the way our Judge's Brush's Pen lives!

Thanks to Lazy Cultivator, the good elder brother of Lazy Cultivator Dao Ancestor Zuo Yehui.