He Is My Junior Brother

A repair cost of 100 yuan was defrauded of 300,000 yuan?

The price difference is a bit too outrageous.

Sui Donglan looked Li Banfeng up and down and asked, "Are you really Peddler?"

Li Banfeng snorted coldly, ignored Sui Donglan, pushed the cart, beat the Pellet Drum, and continued walking forward.

Sui Donglan quickly stopped Li Banfeng: "Don't rush, let me ask first, what kind of Daoist sect does this Jin Xiu belong to?"

"Good Daoist sect!" Li Banfeng took out a toilet and a toilet brush. "You carry this on your back first; this is for collecting the golden elixir."

And this brush, it's for mixing the gold syrup!

Li Banfeng couldn't buy the spoon for scooping the broth; it's not a common item.

Sui Donglan jumped in surprise, pushed the bucket aside, and covered her nose, saying, "What kind of sect is this? Isn't this just for shoveling night soil?"

"Young lady, how can you speak so unpleasantly! If you don't want it, fine, we'll do it next time!" Li Banfeng put away the toilet and brush and continued pushing the cart forward.

Sui Donglan caught up to her. "I want to become a fraudulent cultivator."

"Such a beautiful girl, in the prime of her life, why do you have to learn some kind of fraudulent cultivation? I'm not selling to you. You can choose a better sect next time."

The girl stopped Li Banfeng: "I want this Daoist gate!"

"You have quite the temper! So what if you want to join the Daoist sect? I'm not selling you out!"

Li Banfeng pushed the cart away, and Sui Donglan realized that some of the rumors might be true.

The reason she didn't see the Peddler the first two times wasn't because of bad luck, but because the Peddler deliberately avoided her.

There's no mistake, the person in front of me is a real Peddler.

In Green Water City, someone once told her that the Peddler sold medicine powder not to make money, but to deliver the powder to the right people.

He probably thinks I'm not suitable for fraudulent repair work.

"I really want to do this scam repairs, so just sell it to me!"

The more Li Banfeng refused, the more Sui Donglan believed he was a genuine Peddler. After much pleading, Li Banfeng reluctantly agreed.

"Three hundred thousand for the medicine powder, not a single penny less."

Sui Donglan said with a wronged expression, "Where would I get that much money?"

"What's the point of talking if you don't have money!"

Sui Donglan grabbed Li Banfeng's arm. "Can you sell it for a lower price? How about 200,000?"

This girl is a good actress; her pitiful appearance is truly endearing.

Li Banfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, seeing how sincere you are, if you choose Jin Xiu, I can give you an extra bucket."

"I won't choose Kim Soo..."

"There's no room for negotiation on the repair scam; it's 300,000."

Seeing that the Peddler wouldn't haggle, Sui Donglan gritted her teeth and agreed.

Does she have 300,000?

Have!

House Cultivator's money was easy to swindle; she swindled more than 500,000 yuan from Iron Gate Fort.

She felt a pang of heartache at having to spend most of it now, but if she could truly enter the Daoist path, she could earn that money back quickly.

She returned to her residence, took out the hidden cash, and handed it to Li Banfeng.

After counting it correctly, Li Banfeng grabbed a handful of "powder" from the jar and said to Sui Donglan, "Come on, stick your face out."

Sui Donglan was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "Why would you put it on your face?"

Li Banfeng frowned and asked, "Where do you want to apply it?"

Sui Donglan rubbed her peach. "Isn't it usually applied to the fleshy parts?"

She's quite knowledgeable in the field.

"Aren't you ashamed?" Li Banfeng scolded. "A young lady like you, showing off your peaches in front of a man like me!"

Sui Donglan didn't even blush. "You're a reclusive master, so what if you've seen it? Why would you care about such a small favor?"

Li Banfeng shook his head. "Other Daoist sects apply their products to areas with thick flesh, and those who deceive cultivators must apply them to areas with thick skin. The thickest skin of this Daoist sect is its face."

Sui Donglan was skeptical; she had never heard of such things before.

Li Banfeng maintained the same attitude. "If you don't want to buy it, that's fine, I'll refund your money."

Sui Donglan quickly stopped Li Banfeng: "I'll buy it, I'll do as you say..."

For some reason, the more conflicted Sui Donglan felt, the more trustworthy the Peddler seemed.

Li Banfeng took a brush from the truck, mixed the medicine powder with water, and said to Sui Donglan, "Stop and don't move!"

Sui Donglan dared not move.

Li Banfeng took a writing brush and wrote the word "liar" on the left side of her face and the word "xiu" on the right side of her face.

"You've already mastered the art of fraudulent repairmanship!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sui Donglan was overjoyed.

After the initial joy came unbearable pain.

Sui Donglan covered her face and cried out in pain.

This is normal. Those cultivators have all said that even the beginner-level medicinal powder hurts terribly when applied to a peach, let alone when applied to the face.

After waiting for a while, Sui Donglan felt as if her entire face had been peeled off with a knife. The pain blurred her vision, made her tremble, and made it hard for her to breathe.

This is normal, just bear with it a little longer...

She endured it for a while longer, but the terrible pain shifted from her flesh to her skull. This time, Sui Donglan couldn't bear it anymore and rolled around on the ground.

Tears streaming down her face, she looked at Li Banfeng and said, "It hurts so much! Do you have any painkillers? It really hurts so much..."

Sitting on the truck, Li Banfeng smiled and said, "You still know what pain is? Those honest people you fooled, do you ask them if they were in pain?"

"You..." Sui Donglan realized she had been tricked and rushed forward, wanting to fight Li Banfeng to the death.

Li Banfeng dodged, Sui Donglan crashed headfirst into the truck, not even seeing Li Banfeng's shadow.

Why is he so skilled?

Even the bandits on Flying Eagle Mountain don't have his skills.

According to Old Liu, who sells dried fruit, the Peddler is a master.

He really was Peddler!

But why did he lie to me?

Seeing that a direct confrontation was futile, Sui Donglan quickly tried to explain herself.

"Peddler, I didn't lie to them. I do sell flowers, and they buy them willingly."

Li Banfeng laughed and said, "What are you saying? Are you saying you bought my medicine willingly?"

"I... I," Sui Donglan stammered, then finally answered, "I did it willingly, Peddler. I know I was wrong, I'll never do it again!"

Li Banfeng sighed and said, "Alright, I'm a magnanimous person. Go back to Iron Gate Fort and return all the money you swindled, one household at a time. After you've returned it, kowtow three times to each person. Then I'll give you the antidote. Go now."

Sui Donglan knelt down with a thud. "Peddler, I'll do it right away. Please ease this pain, I really can't bear it anymore."

The intense pain caused her to convulse. Li Banfeng took out his Wine Gourd, poured a cup of wine, and gave it to Sui Donglan.

Sui Donglan picked up her wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Before long, the pain subsided.

"Thank you Peddler!" Sui Donglan kowtowed twice, then got up and left.

Did she go to pay back the money?

The money will not be returned.

Having been swindled out of 300,000 yuan by Peddler, her heart was still bleeding, and she was unwilling to spend any more money.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Li Banfeng threw her a mirror. "Wait, look at your face first."

When Sui Donglan looked in the mirror, she saw the word "deceit" written on the left half of her face and the word "repair" on the right half.

Sui Donglan rubbed her face desperately, but she couldn't rub those two words off.

"The Peddler..."

Li Banfeng's smile faded as he said, "Didn't you want to become a fraudulent cultivator? I'll grant your wish. You'll never be able to wash those two words off. No matter where you go, everyone will know you're a fraudulent cultivator."

"Peddler, please forgive me this time, I really know I was wrong!" Sui Donglan ran back to Li Banfeng and kowtowed.

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Why are you kowtowing to me? Go to Iron Gate Fort."

"Sir, how can I face anyone looking like this!"

"If you don't want to see anyone, then just wait to die. By this time tomorrow, the effects of the alcohol will wear off, and you'll still be in pain, dying from the pain. Even after you die, you'll still have those two words on your face."

After saying that, Li Banfeng pushed the truck, shaking his Pellet Drum as he was about to leave. Sui Donglan grabbed Li Banfeng's trouser leg and cried, "Grandpa, I'll go and return the money right now, but... but I've already given you all the money, I can't come up with it..."

Li Banfeng turned around and laughed, "You gave it all to me? Didn't you keep any for yourself?"

"I kept some..." Sui Donglan dared not lie.

"Bring it all out!"

Sui Donglan returned to her residence and took out the remaining 200,000 yuan.

Li Banfeng said, "Pay back the money you have first, and also pay back the remaining 300,000. But this is what you owe me, so you'll have to pay it back yourself."

Sui Donglan blushed and asked, "Could you give me a formal status?"

"Yes, you'll have a title. From now on, you'll be a rickshaw puller!"

Pulling a cart?

What kind of status is this?

Li Banfeng handed the truck to Sui Donglan and then walked towards Iron Gate Fort, beating Pellet Drum.

Sui Donglan followed behind, pulling the truck. As they walked, Li Banfeng asked her about the Iron Gate Fort.

How many House Cultivators are there in Iron Gate Fort?

Sui Donglan said, "There are two or three hundred households. Iron Gate Fort is very large. It's more than ten miles from the gate in."

Is there another exit at the end of the mountain stream?

"No, Iron Gate Fort is a dead end; there's only one entrance and exit."

"Did these House Cultivator enter the Daoist sect within Iron Gate Fort?"

Sui Donglan shook her head and said, "I haven't been here for long, but I haven't seen anyone from this Daoist sect. The few House Cultivator I know who live here all moved here from outside."

Li Banfeng turned to look at Sui Donglan, suspecting she wasn't telling the truth, "How could House Cultivator just move away like that? Does he not want the house and its Home Spirit anymore?"

"I don't know about that. I'm a White Lamb and don't know much about cultivation. I just heard an older man say that he carried the Home Spirit over here."

Moving Home Spirit?

The key to House Cultivator is the balance between the house, the Home Spirit, and the cultivator. If the Home Spirit leaves the house, it will become Evil Spirit. How much risk did this uncle take when he moved house with the Home Spirit?

Why did he move to Iron Gate Fort?

He said Iron Gate Fort was a good place and the fortress lord was a good man.

"Is the Fortress Lord also House Cultivator?"

"I heard he's an eight-story House Cultivator, but I've never seen him. I've only seen that uncle once. When bandits from Flying Eagle Mountain stormed into the fortress, the fortress lord personally intervened and drove them away."

House Cultivator ran to Iron Gate Fort in search of protection.

The lord of the fortress is an eighth-level expert; it seems I can really learn a lot this time.

What channels are available to get close to the castle lord?

"A friend of mine wants to settle in Iron Gate Fort Fortress. Does he need the fortress lord's permission?"

Sui Donglan nodded and said, "First, you need the fortress lord's consent, then you need to buy a piece of land from the fortress lord, then build a house according to the fortress lord's rules, sign a contract, and pay rent every month before you can settle down in Iron Gate Fort Fortress."

"I bought a house, why do I still have to pay rent?"

"This is the rule of Iron Gate Fort. Not only do they have to pay rent, but everyone who does business in Iron Gate Fort has to pay rent to the fortress lord."

As they spoke, the two arrived at Iron Gate Fort. Sui Donglan said with tears in her eyes, "Master, please give me another dose of medicine to remove the words from my face."

Li Banfeng smiled kindly, "No, we need to return the money to them first."

Sui Donglan sobbed twice, found a headscarf, wrapped it around her face, and went from house to house to return the money.

The words "fraudulent repairman" were written in large letters, and the headscarf could not hide them. The House Cultivator who had been cheated out of money reacted differently when they saw Sui Donglan come to apologize, return the money, and kowtow.

Some people chose to forgive her.

Some people not only forgave her, but even felt sorry for her.

Some people were furious, but after receiving the money, they didn't pursue the matter further. The young man who gave Li Banfeng directions was one of those people.

He was furious with Sui Donglan, but very grateful to Li Banfeng. He took the initiative to reveal his name and cultivation level.

"My name is Wu Yongchao, and I'm a four-story House Cultivator." That's just how he is; if someone is kind to him, he'll give them his whole heart.

Li Banfeng was an honest man, and replied, "I am Peddler."

Wu Yongchao stared at Li Banfeng for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I've seen Peddler before, but you seem to be..."

House Cultivator takes life very seriously and rarely forgets what people look like; he remembers that the Peddler doesn't look like this.

Li Banfeng explained, "The Peddler you met is my junior apprentice."

"You two come from the same sect, so your cultivation level is also similar to his..." In Wu Yongchao's memory, the Peddler's cultivation level was extremely high.

Li Banfeng replied tactfully, "I'm not quite the same as him."

Looking at Sui Donglan apologizing to each and every household, Wu Yongchao strongly agreed with Li Banfeng's statement, "If you encountered something like this, that Peddler wouldn't care. Your character is better than his."

Li Banfeng sighed, "In short, it's not quite the same..."

Sui Donglan apologized to everyone, and paid back all the money she could. There was nothing she could do about the money she couldn't pay back.

Some of the money has already been spent.

"I do business here, and I still have to pay rent to the lord. I can't help asking the House Cultivator for more money."

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Even swindlers pay rent?"

"Pay! Pay even more! The lord said someone like me shouldn't have entered the fortress; I have to pay double."

Knowing she was a fraud, why did you let her in?

Li Banfeng frowned inwardly.

"Peddler, I've paid back all the money, just give me some antidote."

"No rush, I have other questions for you. Do you know where the lord of the fortress lives?"

Sui Donglan shook her head. "I've never met the lord of the fortress, I've only met two of his subordinates..."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud whistle suddenly sounded.

Woo-hoo~ woo-hoo~

Wu Yongchao exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no, the big iron gate is about to close!"

Sui Donglan shouted, "Peddler, hurry up! If you don't leave now, you won't be able to get out!"

P. S.: Why did you suddenly close the door?

Because bandits have come!

What methods are used for House Cultivator? I'm so looking forward to it!