Breaking the Formation!

Li Banfeng wrote the contract, writing it out clearly and explicitly, including both principal and interest.

He borrowed money for gloves, and he must write it down clearly and repay it.

The man with the gloves standing nearby said, "Honey, you're insulting me! I was just joking when I said I'd borrow it. What's mine is yours, so please take it and use it!"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "What's yours is yours, and what's borrowed must be returned."

With the contract clearly written, Li Banfeng moved all the silver dollars and gold to the bedroom overnight and summoned Feng Chongli and Feng Xincheng.

Feng Xincheng was stunned to see a room full of silver dollars.

He couldn't understand where so much money came from. If he were Feng Chongli, he wouldn't dare to do this business.

But he is not Feng Chongli.

Feng Chongli stared at the silver dollar for a moment, his expression grave, and said to Li Banfeng, "We are still short 352 yuan."

Without hesitation, Li Banfeng immediately took out his wallet.

Why was it so satisfying?

Because Li Banfeng had calculated the difference between the price of the gloves and the actual price, it was indeed more than 300 yuan off.

As expected of a high-level business repairman, he is so sensitive to money.

Feng Chongli took the money and said to Li Banfeng, "Boss Li, please wait here for a moment."

Before long, Feng Chongli returned to the room, carrying a pair of Yellow Pear Square Box, and handed them to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng opened the boxes, and inside each of the two boxes was an Iron Ruler.

The Iron Ruler wasn't particularly shiny; it had some wear and even some rust in certain areas.

Steward Feng couldn't figure out what was going on and dared not speak up. He really didn't understand why these Iron Ruler were so valuable.

Li Banfeng pretended to look at it for a while, then nodded and said, "Boss Feng, please wait a moment."

He couldn't tell the difference between real and fake; this was the first time he had ever seen Iron Ruler.

After leaving the room, he went downstairs and booked another room. Entering the Portable Abode, he first asked about the gloves, "Do you think this is real?"

Gloves straightened his posture and said, "Master, what are you saying? I've never seen Iron Ruler before, how would I know if it's real or fake?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "That's right. If you haven't seen it, then who do you think has?"

The glove held his thumb and middle finger together and shook his index finger, saying, "If you ask me, since it belongs to our house, we should naturally ask the house owner."

Li Banfeng nodded in agreement. "But with so many rooms in the house, which room would be most appropriate to ask about this?"

Gloves tried his best to maintain a steady stance, pondered for a moment, and replied, "When we stole oil from our house, we put it in the third room. I think the third room is quite Spiritual Qi."

Li Banfeng also thought it made a lot of sense. He took the Iron Ruler to the third house, looked at the gloves, and said, "The house can't always respond to me. How do you think we should ask the house questions?"

Gloves tried his best to control his trembling body, thought for a moment, and replied, "I think that since it belongs to the house, we should just leave it on the ground and see what the house does with it."

That makes sense.

Li Banfeng placed a pair of Iron Ruler on the floor of the third room.

After a while, the pair of Iron Ruler gradually melted, sank into the ground, and disappeared.

Huff! Huff! Huff!

Woohoo!

A whistle blew, and the houses trembled.

Portable Abode is very excited.

Li Banfeng got the real thing.

He put on gloves and returned to the hotel.

Feng Chongli and Feng Xincheng were waiting in the room. When they saw that Li Banfeng had not brought back the Iron Ruler, Feng Chongli was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Boss Li, we haven't finalized the deal yet."

Li Banfeng said, "The deal is done. I've checked the goods and they're genuine. You've counted the money, not a penny less. The Money and Goods Cleared, so we'll take our leave now."

As Li Banfeng was about to leave, Feng Chongli said, "Wait a minute, we still need to draw up a contract to settle the money and goods. These Iron Ruler will have nothing to do with me anymore, and I will not be responsible for any loss or damage in the future."

"Okay!" Li Banfeng agreed. "Eight hundred thousand silver dollars, cash payment. You've already counted it in person. Any amount later, whether it's more or less, has nothing to do with me."

Feng Chongli nodded. "Feng Xincheng will be the witness for this deal. No matter the reason, neither of us can harm the witness's life!"

So there was such a rule.

No wonder Tu Shumei didn't kill Lü Yuesan to silence him.

As Tu Shumei's accountant, Lü Yuesan was dishonest and loose-lipped, so Tu Shumei shouldn't have kept him around.

According to Feng Chongli's rules, a witness must be found who is known to both families. Tu Shumei did not know this rule beforehand, and the only suitable person around her was Lü Yuesan, so she made him the witness. Therefore, she could not kill him.

What if we kill Lü Yuesan if we don't follow Feng Chongli's rules?

That depends on the strength of both sides.

Tu Shumei's cultivation level is not low, approaching the eighth level. What is Feng Chongli's cultivation level?

He is Feng Xincheng's elder brother, but looks younger than Feng Xincheng. If he has not altered his appearance like Tu Shumei, it proves that Feng Chongli has extended his lifespan and reached the Cloud Realm.

If Tu Shumei's only goal was to silence Lü Yuesan, she wouldn't have offended Feng Chongli, which is why Lü Yuesan survived.

But why is Feng Chongli unwilling to tell others about this rule?

There was no way to know for sure, and Li Banfeng didn't care about that. He wrote down the contract, and the three of them pressed their fingerprints, thus completing the deal.

Li Banfeng couldn't stay a moment longer, so he immediately took Steward Feng, bought train tickets for that evening, and returned to Medicine King Gully.

Feng Chongli took out a money bag from his pocket, grabbed some silver dollars, and stuffed them into the bag.

How many silver dollars can a money bag hold?

This amounts to hundreds of thousands, plus a large box of gold.

Feng Chongli's wallet could certainly hold all of these things.

An hour later, with all the money packed up, Feng Chongli returned to his room, slept for the night, and headed straight for the Train Station the next morning.

Halfway there, I suddenly heard someone call out from behind, "Stop! Where are you going?"

Feng Chongli turned around and saw a Carriage Driver pulling his rickshaw after him.

"Oh, you're back." Feng Chongli quickly greeted him.

"Of course I'd come back! Didn't we agree to wait until tonight? Why did you leave early?"

"Sorry, my business is already finished."

The Carriage Driver was taken aback. "The fare is over? What do you mean by that?"

"That's the item; it's already been sold."

"Who did you sell it to?"

"That's not something I can tell you."

Clang!

The Carriage Driver threw the rickshaw to the ground. "How could you do this! Didn't we agree that I'd go back and raise the money? I brought you a million silver dollars!"

Feng Chongli smiled and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. You didn't pay any money or sign a contract back then. This customer came with cash, so I have to do the business with him."

The Carriage Driver frowned. "Are you kidding me?"

Feng Chongli's smile faded, "What are you talking about? I'm a businessman, and business is all about rules. It's your fault for being a step too late."

The two stared at each other for a long time, then the Carriage Driver picked up the cart again. "I'll remember this grudge."

Feng Chongli said, "Why ruin the harmony? You still have important things to do here, and we should have more contact in the future."

Besides, you can't keep crashing this car. There are such important things inside. If you break them, where will you get replacements?

Upon arriving at Medicine King Gully, Steward Feng returned to the general store. Li Banfeng hid the key, entered Portable Abode, and stared at a bag of bloodstained soil in front of him, clearing his mind of all distractions and just staring at it.

There was blood in his eyes, blood in his mind; Li Banfeng needed to find the next source of blood.

The shape of the next bloodstain will definitely be different, and the environment will also be different. The deviation may be quite large. Can we find it by searching like this?

With two more railway tracks added, it all depends on the abilities of the Portable Abode!

After waiting for a few minutes, I heard a ship's horn.

Li Banfeng was about to leave with his shovel when his Wife called out, "Hey, husband, wait a moment!"

A cloud of steam enveloped the soil, while two phonograph needles flew up and down.

A few minutes later, the Wife picked out all the blood-stained soil and put the clean soil back into the bag.

"My dear husband, after you've dug up the bloodstains, put the soil back in the pit. Don't let that Mourning Star dog get suspicious!"

"My Wife has thought of everything!" Li Banfeng, carrying the mud sack.

The record player had a note. "Bloodstained girl, help your husband cover up the bloodstains. With hundreds of spots of blood, the Mourning Star won't notice too closely. Use fresh mud and Old Land to make it look proper!"

The Blood-Containing Pendulum said, "Don't worry, Madam!"

"Second Blade, prop the door shut. My husband hasn't returned yet, so we absolutely cannot let the door close."

Tang Blade shouted, "Understood!"

"My lord, Second Blade won't last much longer, hurry back!"

The Tang Blade really couldn't hold out, Portable Abode only recognized Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng, with one foot outside and one foot inside the door, frantically dug into the soil.

A dozen minutes later, Li Banfeng returned carrying a bag of blood-stained soil.

"Let's find another place!"

At Qiu Family Business's Pharmacy, Luo ZhengNan and his men were ready. Today, they were going to take a gamble and try to bring a wandering cultivator out of Medicine King Valley.

Qiu Zhiheng was selecting someone in the pharmacy, choosing someone whose cultivation level wasn't too high and whose skills weren't too good, to prevent the other party from escaping along the way.

After searching for a long time without finding a suitable candidate, Qiu Zhiheng broke out in a sweat.

Luo ZhengNan stepped forward to investigate. "Master Qiu, what's going on?"

"Hall Master Luo, we captured thirteen undead cultivators in total, so why are there fourteen?"

"What are you saying, Mr. Qiu? There are only a few people, and you can't even count them?"

Luo ZhengNan counted them once, and he was dumbfounded after he finished.

There really are fourteen?

"Master Qiu, this is no joke!"

"This is no joke, there really is one extra!"

"Master Qiu, the person has been with you the whole time. Can't you tell who's missing?"

Qiu Zhiheng was stunned for a long time; he really couldn't see it coming.

He knew all fourteen of them!

Luo ZhengNan shouted, "Bring the roster, and check it one by one!"

Before the roster could be retrieved, an old man suddenly smiled.

Luo ZhengNan lowered his voice and asked, "Who is this old guy?"

Qiu Zhiheng was stunned; he couldn't recall the man's name.

"Go!" Qiu Zhiheng rushed to the old man in an instant, patted the old man on the shoulder, and the old man's veins bulged.

His blood was rushing to his head, and his blood vessels could burst at any moment.

But the old man remained completely calm, instead exclaiming in admiration, "What an amazing Joy Cultivator! Eighth level, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Zhiheng slipped and fell heavily to the ground.

A few days ago, hail damaged a tile, and some water accumulated on the ground, which was not noticeable as it fell into the cracks between the tiles. Qiu Zhiheng stepped on it and got caught in the icing.

What a coincidence!

The whole room was full of mourners, how could it not be a coincidence?

The old man ignored Qiu Zhiheng and casually pushed a wandering cultivator. The cultivator stumbled and crashed into a pillar, dying instantly.

The impact was so severe that roof tiles fell and killed two more mourners.

The old man was about to make another move when he suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over his body. He turned around and saw that Luo ZhengNan's ten fingers were shooting out sparks, which were hitting the old man.

The old man was quite surprised; cultivators like Luo ZhengNan were very rare in Pro State: "What kind of sect is this? Electric Cultivator? Does such a sect even exist in Pro State?"

Qiu Zhiheng made another move, and the old man leaped up and broke through the roof.

Tiles fell in all directions, and the mourners fled in all directions.

The falling tiles landed headfirst, all hitting Sangxiu on the head.

It's just such a coincidence, such a bad coincidence, and such a disheartening situation.

The remaining eleven mourners were all killed by falling tiles.

That's the power of Mourning Star.

Qiu Zhiheng was covered in blood, but fortunately, his Zhongshan suit was a lifesaver, protecting him from fatal injuries.

Luo ZhengNan dodged the tiles but was drenched by the water accumulated on the roof. He immediately convulsed and was electrocuted.

The old man stood on the rooftop, looking at the two men, and said, "You've wasted so many of my time, you bastards should have died long ago. I'll deal with you later!"

The old man disappeared, and Luo ZhengNan sensed something was wrong in the room.

He put on a pair of glasses and started sparking with his fingers to charge them.

He saw a house full of dead souls, who then flew off the roof with the old man.

Luo ZhengNan tried to stop it, but he couldn't.

Whoever kills a Sangxiu will be haunted by the Sangxiu's spirit; this is a characteristic of Sangxiu.

Things happened so fast that Luo ZhengNan was completely astonished.

Qiu Zhiheng realized. "Mourning Gate Formation!"

A heavy, gloomy aura permeated the area, and even White Lamb, who was not a cultivator, could sense the abnormality in Medicine King Gully.

The killing of thirteen monks will bring unimaginable disaster to the Mourning Gate Formation.

Qiu Zhiheng stumbled to his feet, pulled out a piece of yellow paper, burned it immediately, and sent it to Yao Lao.

The Mourning Star will definitely go to find Yao Lao. If Yao Lao kills the Mourning Star, things might still turn around.

Luo ZhengNan shook his head repeatedly, as he knew more about the Mourning Gate Formation: "Killing the Mourning Star won't help; even if the one who set up the array dies, the Mourning Gate Formation won't stop."

"It's gone. Medicine King Gully is going to be gone."

Qiu Zhiheng was stunned for a long time, then rushed out of the pharmacy. "Quickly break the Mourning Gate Formation!"

"How do I solve this?" Luo ZhengNan was at a loss.

The Mourning Gate Formation has hundreds of blood-splattering spots, how do you break it?

Li Banfeng returned to Portable Abode, covered in mud and exhausted.

He dug up 170 bloodstains, and was so exhausted that he couldn't straighten his back.

The record player picked out the bloodstains from the mud, estimated their location, and said, "Husband, at most three more places need to be dug before the formation is broken!"

"Alright! My Wife, give me some strength!"

Boom! Boom!

The record player started playing its war drums, and the booming sound made Li Banfeng forget his fatigue.

Woohoo~

Amidst the sound of war drums, even the sirens were louder than before!

Li Banfeng once again left Portable Abode.

Hong Ying was somewhat incredulous. "He really broke the Mourning Gate Formation?"

"Hey you bitch, this is my man!" The record player's voice was very loud.

"Don't think this is all thanks to your man; he couldn't have done it without this house!"

"Let me tell you, you bitch, in a few days, he'll be able to do it even without a house. This is my man!" The record player's voice grew even louder.

PS: Charge, Ban Feng! Smash through the Mourning Gate Formation!