Senior Brother, Don't Go!

Is Luo Dagui the Fort Lord Zhou?

Are they the same person?

What kind of logic is that?

Li Banfeng didn't have time to think logically. A group of angry House Cultivator rushed over, Li Banfeng, carrying the severed head, ran away as fast as he could.

"Grab him!"

"Avenge the lord of the fortress!"

"He's running so fast, he's obviously a Travel Cultivator. None of the Travel Cultivator are any good!"

Li Banfeng ran for more than ten miles and finally shook off the group of House Cultivator.

Sitting on the hillside, Li Banfeng looked at Luo Dagui's head in his hand, carefully sorting out his thoughts.

That doesn't make sense.

Luo Dagui was talking to Fort Lord Zhou in front of Iron Gate Fort. How did he become the fortress lord in the blink of an eye?

What's the real story behind this?

Now those House Cultivators all think I killed Fort Lord Zhou. How am I supposed to explain this to them?

I almost forgot, there was also an eyewitness.

Luo Dagui didn't know that Sui Donglan was hiding in the bushes because his cultivation level was insufficient.

Li Banfeng had Thread-Pulling Earring, so he could hear even the sound of her rinsing her mouth clearly.

He went directly to Sui Donglan's residence.

Upon seeing Li Banfeng, Sui Donglan smiled and said, "You've come."

"You're here," Li Banfeng nodded. "You saw everything that happened during the day?"

"Daytime? What's wrong? I've been at home all day, waiting for you to come."

Li Banfeng blinked and said, "What are you talking about? I'm talking about Iron Gate Fort!"

"Iron Gate Fort, what kind of place is that? Would you take me there? I want to go with you."

Is this woman crazy?

Li Banfeng looked at Sui Donglan and sighed softly, "I originally planned to give you a cup of wine to remove the words from your face."

Sui Donglan asked with a blank smile, "What words? Do I have words on my face?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Since you've already gone mad, I'll leave these two words to you as a memento. Maybe you'll come to your senses someday."

After saying that, Li Banfeng got up and left.

Sui Donglan lay on the ground and immediately hugged his legs, pleading, "Peddler, you can't leave! Have pity on me!"

Li Banfeng sneered, "Playing dumb with me? You think you're doing a good job? You saw everything that happened during the day?"

"I saw it," Sui Donglan cried. "Luo Dagui is Fort Lord Zhou. I was terrified when I saw him."

"Good to see. Come on, let's go to Iron Gate Fort and get things cleared up."

"Sir, it's hard to explain. Why would Iron Gate Fort believe me? I'm an outsider, and a liar at that. Nothing I say will make a difference."

That makes perfect sense.

Well, if it's unclear, it's unclear. Anyway, that Fort Lord Zhou is dead, and Cannon Head Luo of Flying Eagle Mountain is dead too.

They've done what they needed to do; the rest is up to fate.

I just don't know if this matter will implicate Wu Yongchao.

Wu Yongchao was indeed implicated a little, just a little.

Ma Dingfu was still alive, and he was the first to step forward, demanding that Wu Yongchao be convicted. "You opened the gate, you wanted to let that Peddler in, you and he were accomplices, you both caused the death of Fort Lord Zhou!"

He fabricated a series of charges against Wu Yongchao, who only explained, "I heard people fighting bandits, so I went out to see what was wrong with that?"

"There are many things wrong with this. What gives you the right to open the gate? What gives you the right to..." Ma Dingfu's voice trailed off.

He realized one thing: Zhou Anju was dead.

Wu Yongchao a fourth-level House Cultivator, Ma Dingfu is a third-level body cultivator. If they really fight, Ma Dingfu will not gain the upper hand and may even lose his life.

What happened to Fort Lord Zhou's former subordinates? Can't they support Ma Dingfu?

It seems impossible at the moment.

There was a Steward He, who had a cultivation level of five. He stayed in the house of Fort Lord Zhou, but he never went out. This was on Zhou Anju's orders.

The rest of his men all came from Flying Eagle Mountain, and they were all lying outside Iron Gate Fort.

Ma Dingfu insisted that these were all people from Iron Gate Fort who had been killed by the Peddler, but the wooden box with the loudspeaker was hard to explain, as were their clothes and masks.

Although the matter is difficult to explain, House Cultivator are easy to fool.

Ma Dingfu focused his anger on cursing the Peddler, cursing him until tears welled up in his eyes and he gritted his teeth.

"Fort Lord Zhou died unjustly! This revenge must be taken!"

The House Cultivator's emotions were stirred up, and they joined in the cursing.

Only Wu Yongchao didn't curse.

He is honest, but he is not stupid; he is gradually connecting many things together.

The group retrieved Fort Lord Zhou's body and were preparing to arrange the funeral when they suddenly heard the sound of drums coming from outside the valley.

"Imported Soap, Snow Cream, silk scarves, Sewing Kit, sewing kits, leather buckets, molten Iron Water Ladle, matches, candles, shovels..."

The Peddler, pushing his cart, passed by Iron Gate Fort and saw a group of people rushing out.

So many people!

The Peddler was pleasantly surprised. "Business is good today, you want to buy some... what are you doing here? What do you want to do?"

A group of House Cultivator roared, "Grab him! Kill him!"

"Quickly, avenge the lord of the fortress!"

"It wasn't him, it was his senior brother!"

"No matter who it is, they're all bad news!"

"Everyone be careful, his cultivation level is not low!"

"Don't be afraid, we House Cultivator aren't cowards!"

Li Banfeng told Sui Donglan to choose: either leave the words on her face or suffer facial pain for an hour every day. In short, the previous fraud could not be left unpunished.

Sui Donglan pleaded in vain, and ultimately chose to leave the words behind.

Li Banfeng gave Sui Donglan a glass of wine, relieving her pain.

Following the route pointed out by Wu Yongchao, Li Banfeng found Peach Blossom Lake. After circling half of the Peach Blossom Lake, Li Banfeng found the large rock.

He touched the temperature of the lake water and was considering whether or not to jump in.

Li Banfeng swimming, but he didn't know what the conditions were like at the bottom of the lake.

This outfit isn't suitable for swimming either, but it seems like the Portable Abode doesn't have swimsuits.

Should we wait a little longer?

Forget it, I won't wait any longer. I'll have to go back sooner or later. Ling Miaoying's matter should also be dealt with. He plotted against me, so I can't let him get away with it. Even though he has high cultivation, I'll always find a way to deal with him.

He glanced back at Iron Gate Fort, still feeling uneasy.

Just as I was struggling with this decision, I suddenly heard someone call out beside me, "Senior brother, where are you going?"

Senior brother?

Is this a call for me?

Li Banfeng turned around and saw a man with a bruised and swollen face standing behind him.

The person who could arrive behind Li Banfeng silently was definitely not an ordinary person. Li Banfeng took two steps back and shouted, "Who are you?"

The man laughed and said, "Senior brother, you've already forgotten me?"

Li Banfeng carefully discerned the voice; the other person's speech was somewhat muffled.

"Peddler? What happened to you?"

The Peddler laughed even more heartily, "Senior brother, you'd have to ask me about this!"

"You, you shouldn't keep calling me senior brother," Li Banfeng, quite embarrassed. "There's a misunderstanding here."

The Peddler nodded and said, "There's a huge misunderstanding here, it's hard to explain. Let's put everything else aside for now and talk about this senior brother. Tell me, from which lineage do you claim to be this senior brother?"

As they spoke, the Peddler was rolling up his sleeves.

Li Banfeng realized something was wrong and quickly reached into his pocket.

"No, whatever you do, don't take out your keys," the Peddler sneered. "Others may not know your tricks, but I know them all too well!"

"Well, listen to me, I'm doing this to do a good deed..."

"Tell me, tell me slowly. You've ruined my reputation and impersonated my senior brother. Let's see what you have to say for yourself!" The Peddler pulled Feather Duster off his cart.

Half an hour later, the two men, their faces bruised and swollen, sat down together by the lake.

Li Banfeng sighed and said, "With your cultivation level, how could you possibly have been beaten by that group of House Cultivator?"

The Peddler smiled wryly and said, "They're all just ordinary people; how could I possibly harm them?"

Li Banfeng rubbed his face and said, "You hit pretty hard!"

The Peddler looked at Peach Blossom Lake and said, "What, are you going back to Green Water Bay?"

Li Banfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to go back, but I feel I can't. I feel like the matter at Iron Gate Fort isn't finished yet."

They are honest people, but why should honest people be bullied? You took care of the Sea Eat Ridge matter, but why didn't you take care of the Iron Gate Fort matter?

The Peddler chuckled, "The famine in Sea Eat Ridge was caused by the Insect Chief. What is the Insect Chief's cultivation level? He attacked mortals; I can't ignore it."

The Iron Gate Fort incident was caused by a group of swindlers. A group of swindlers with no real skills deceived them. How am I supposed to manage it?

With just a large iron gate, Zhou Anju, in cahoots with the bandits of Flying Eagle Mountain, easily deceived this group of House Cultivator for decades.

Go ask those House Cultivators, have they ever seen the bandits from Flying Eagle Mountain? Would those petty thieves from Flying Eagle Mountain dare to go to Iron Gate Fort?

House Cultivator is best at guarding his home. Don't even mention those petty thieves. Even if you send the Lu Family in Pro State, over, ask them if they can take down Iron Gate Fort.

It's in their nature to House Cultivator and ignore what's happening outside, but these guys are going too far. They treat the barking of a cat or dog like a tiger.

Today Zhou Anju came and managed to fool them; tomorrow Pei Anju will come, will he be able to fool them too? Can I possibly manage to control him?

"You can't manage it all, and the Local Earth God don't care either?"

"Why should the Local Earth God care? As long as there are people in the area, that's enough. Aren't swindlers people too?"

Li Banfeng pondered for a moment, then asked, "Did they actually deceive this Daoist sect?"

The Peddler stared at Li Banfeng and said, "Are you asking about a foolish cultivator or a fraudulent cultivator? You haven't encountered a foolish cultivator, have you?"

Li Banfeng shook his head repeatedly. "No, I heard that the foolish cultivator has long been extinct."

"It's good that we didn't encounter it. You should definitely stay far away from the Daoist sect of Yu Xiu."

Only now are you reminding me...

Li Banfeng quickly changed the subject. "I was talking about fraudulent repairs."

"As for this Daoist sect's fraudulent practices, how should I put it?" The Peddler's tone was quite profound. "If you say it exists, it really does; if you say it doesn't, it really doesn't."

"Could you put it more bluntly?"

"This all started with the origin of the fraudulent cultivator. Back in Pro State, there was a swindler who claimed to be a Ninth Layer fraudulent cultivator. He fabricated a whole story about his background and cultivation level. Because cultivation level is invisible, this story fooled countless people."

Ordinary people were one thing, but even many prominent families were deceived by him. He built a fortune and established a large gang, dominating Pro State for decades, and no one could expose him.

"No one has exposed it for decades?"

The Peddler sighed, "He has three principles of cultivation; they are quite remarkable."

Firstly, as long as one doesn't make a move, their cultivation level is genuine.

Secondly, as long as their actions go unseen, their cultivation level is genuine.

Thirdly, it was seen, but others couldn't understand it; its cultivation level was still genuine.

For decades, 99% of people have failed to see through these three methods. A very small number of people, after being deceived, have come to understand, but are unable to speak out.

"Why can't I say?"

The Peddler looked at Li Banfeng and said, "If you were a high-level cultivator and were cheated by a swindler with no cultivation, what would you say?"

You'll probably say, "I fell for his trick by accident, otherwise, where would you put your face?"

"Knowing he's lost face, he should be killed!"

The Peddler smiled bitterly and said, "That's not how the world works. Even when you know you've been fooled, you might still be hoping that others will be fooled too. You feel better when you see others being fooled. That's just how people are."

Upon hearing this, Li Banfeng remained silent for a long time.

The Peddler continued, "Using these three principles, along with rhetoric, strategy, power, and psychology, plus a group of helpers and various magic tricks, this becomes the unique school of Daoism."

You say he's not a Daoist, but this swindler's cultivation methods are indeed effective, and the longer he cultivates, the more refined his deception becomes.

You say he's a Daoist, but he doesn't have any real cultivation yet, so the question of whether he's a fraud is unclear.

Li Banfeng was deeply moved.

It was earth-shattering to mention, but no one had ever seen it before. Li Banfeng realized that Zhou Anju's cultivation level was indeed not low, no wonder he could dominate Iron Gate Fort for decades.

The Peddler stood up and said, "There are too many swindlers in this world, some of whom even I can't distinguish."

There is no paradise in this world. You kill one fortress lord, and another one will come tomorrow House Cultivator of Iron Gate Fort have to rely on themselves to survive.

Li Banfeng also stood up. "They should rely on themselves, but someone should also lend them a hand. This matter is not yet finished."

The Peddler was right; a new lord was being chosen in Iron Gate Fort.

As a former subordinate of Fort Lord Zhou, Ma Dingfu naturally became the next Lord Zhou.

Wu Yongchao was somewhat unwilling. He had no interest in the position of the fortress lord, but he always felt that Old Hu's death was related to Ma Dingfu.

Not only Old Hu, but he even thought that the bandits of Flying Eagle Mountain were all connected with Ma Dingfu.

However, he could not provide any concrete evidence, and the other House Cultivator were not very concerned about the matter of the fortress lord. It seemed that Ma Dingfu was about to be appointed as the fortress lord.

But to make his actions legitimate, Ma Dingfu also held a banquet to solidify his status as the lord of the fortress.

Late at night, Wu Yongchao was struggling with whether or not to attend the banquet.

If he didn't go, he was afraid he would be ostracized in the future; if he did go, he would feel disgusted when he saw Ma Dingfu's face.

While I was struggling with this decision, I heard someone knocking on the door again.

Wu Yongchao opened the peephole and found it was Peddler.

"Let me explain first, about your lord's affairs..."

"No need to explain, come in first," Wu Yongchao immediately opened the door. "I trust you!"

With that saying, things become much easier.

"Do you know where your lord lives?"

P. S.: It's not the honest person's fault that they were scammed.