Do You Recognize This Sword? (High-Energy Chapter)

Li Banfeng walked around his territory and saw that Zhang Wanlong had already built a village, with crops stretching for miles and farmhouses in rows.

It's reasonable to grow so many crops, but what's the point of building so many farmhouses? Isn't it just him and Genzi living here?

Li Banfeng entered the Land Block and walked along the country road, where he saw many farmers working in the fields and chatting by the roadside.

A man was chopping wood in his yard, and a woman, presumably his wife, was washing rice nearby.

Li Banfeng activated his "Hundred Flavors Exquisite Skill" and sniffed the aromas at the courtyard gate.

This couple exudes a spicy yet sweet aroma; they are like a pair of radishes.

An old man was walking towards us, driving an oxcart loaded with potatoes, which smelled strongly of earth.

They brushed past each other, and the old man smiled at Li Banfeng. He and his cow smelled exactly like potatoes.

There were several women washing clothes by the river, some wiping their sweat, some chatting, and some playing around. To an ordinary person, it would be impossible to tell that these women were all zucchini.

In the field, a boy was busy carrying seven buckets on his back and holding a spoon.

What crop did this become?

Li Banfeng didn't dare to smell it any longer. He immediately turned off the Hundred Flavors Exquisite Skill and went up.

"Genzi."

Upon seeing Li Banfeng, Little Genzi exclaimed with delight, "Seventh Master, when did you arrive!"

"Just arrived, just wandering around. You've got two more buckets on you now. Did you get promoted?" In the past, Genzi usually carried five buckets on his back.

Genzi nodded and said, "Seventh Master, my cultivation has reached the third level."

"Well done!" Li Banfeng praised, gave Genzi two Mystic Scarlet Pills, then glanced at the busy farmers in the fields and asked, "Did Zhang Wanlong grow all of these?"

Genzi nodded. "Brother Zhang is very skilled. I've learned a lot of skills from him."

"Why are you building so many houses?"

Brother Zhang said he grows people, and they should live like human beings!

Li Banfeng smiled, guessing that this was Zhang Wanlong's defensive measure. If someone were to invade this village, it would be difficult to distinguish the true identities of these villagers, and they would definitely suffer losses in the end.

After chatting with Genzi for a few moments, Li Banfeng was about to leave when he suddenly turned back and asked, "Genzi, where did you get that bucket from?"

The bucket he carried wasn't something you'd see just anywhere; in Li Banfeng's memory, you'd only find them at Peddler' stalls.

Genzi answered truthfully, "I bought it from the Peddler; he just came by a couple of days ago."

Did the Peddler come by?

Li Banfeng was taken aback. "He's here to do business?"

Genzi nodded and said, "The Peddler said he comes here often, and he's friends with the Local Earth God."

Li Banfeng shuddered.

Are the Peddler and the Mountain Pulling Master friends?

Does he know that the Mountain Pulling Master is gone?

"Did the Peddler ask any other questions?"

Genzi thought for a moment and said, "He didn't ask much about my affairs. He gave me some medicine, saying it was to kill insects, and asked me to pass it on to Brother Zhang."

"He knew Zhang Wanlong was here? Why didn't he hand it over to Zhang Wanlong himself?"

Genzi said, "The day before the Peddler arrived, Brother Zhang disappeared somewhere. He seemed reluctant to see the Peddler."

When he saw the medicine powder the Peddler had given him, Brother Zhang was in a good mood and said he no longer needed to hide from the Peddler.

Li Banfeng recognized this powder; it was from Sea Eat Ridge. Peddler had once given this powder to the villagers to kill insects.

Therefore, it seems that the Peddler approved of Zhang Wanlong's actions.

Genzi asked, "Seventh Master, are you looking for Brother Zhang? I'll take you there. At this time, he should be at home preparing seeds."

When Li Banfeng arrived at Zhang Wanlong's residence, they chatted for a few minutes, and Li bought two more bags of seeds from him.

After leaving Zhang Wanlong's Land Block, Li Banfeng went all the way to Bei Wushuang's territory. He first went to the cave and found Heaven Spring Joy Soil.

Portable Abode would buy whatever he liked himself, Li Banfeng hoped he would take more so that more stations could be built.

After staying in the cave for a while, gloves emerged from Li Banfeng's pocket. "Honey, our old man should have already made his move, but he can't take too many this time."

"What? Has he felt ashamed?"

The gloved man shook his finger and said, "What's there to be ashamed of? That old man isn't shameless either. The key is that there's not much joy left here."

"Who said there aren't many left? Aren't they everywhere?" Li Banfeng grabbed a handful of the cave wall and tore a hole in it.

The surrounding soil looks intact, but in reality, it's only a thin layer on the surface; the inside has been hollowed out.

The glove said to Li Banfeng, "Honey, you saw it too. Our old man is very steady when he steals. He's almost stolen everything, but you can't tell from the surface."

Even the Bei Wushuang is gone, so who are you trying to hide it from?

Li Banfeng took a bag and collected all the outer layer of dust. Even if it wasn't enough for the train station, he would take it back and eat it himself, so he could take good care of his Wife in the future.

After the outer layer of soil was removed, the entire cave expanded several meters in all directions. There was no soil around it, only dark blue-green rocks, which had been scraped clean.

Back at his Portable Abode, Li Banfeng asked directly, "How much did you take this time?"

Portable Abode snorted coldly, "I didn't take anything."

As soon as he finished speaking, some soil leaked out of the third room.

The man with the gloves scoffed, "That's just how aloof the old man is."

Li Banfeng opened the third room and looked inside. "Is this much soil enough to build a train station?"

Portable Abode did a rough calculation. "It'll be just about enough. Where do you want to build the station?"

Li Banfeng wanted to build the station on the Qiu Luoye's Territory, not only to accommodate the current land reclamation operation, but also to prepare for future events.

He acquired a large number of Land Block in the Qiu Luoye's Territory. He was the landlord, and all these Land Block belonged to him. Apart from Li Banfeng's own Land Block, the Qiu Luoye's Territory had become one of Li Banfeng's most important foundations.

The question now is where to build the station.

This place must be absolutely secluded; even if Li Banfeng is not there, ordinary people cannot easily approach it.

Portable Abode gave a hint: "Bei Wushuang's residence is very special. You can go and take a look and learn his Work Method."

Bei Wushuang has been dead for so long, Pan Dehai must be gone.

Li Banfeng arrived at the sand pit in the desert and saw that the remains of Bei Wushuang had disappeared, and the sand holes that had appeared in the sand pit before had also disappeared.

Such a dwelling is indeed secluded and very suitable for building a train station.

But the problem is, how is he supposed to get into Bei Wushuang's residence?

According to the battle between Bei Wushuang, Gao Shuxia, and Hundred-Eyed Fish, Bei Wushuang used footsteps and howls to create a melody before opening the entrance to the residence.

Li Banfeng clearly didn't have that ability, so he returned to Portable Abode and said, "If I want to get into his residence, I'll need my Wife's help."

Portable Abode refused. "I've said before, this is a one-time exception."

The record player beside him said, "My dear husband, I'll teach you some methods. Try them and see if they work."

Li Banfeng shook his head. "Bei Wushuang has the cultivation of the Cloud Realm. The techniques I just learned definitely won't be enough to open his door. If my Wife doesn't go, then this trip will have been in vain."

Portable Abode Shenju finally agreed to Li Banfeng's request, but the rules remained the same: the record player could not take the combat power out.

Li Banfeng carried the record player to the sandpit, Wife turned the horn and looked around.

Ugh~

A low hum resounded, and the yellow sand on the ground trembled slightly. The Wife analyzed the underground structure through the feedback from the sand.

Knock knock~

The drumbeats began, and she imitated Bei Wushuang's footsteps.

Ta-la-ba-ba~

The sound of suona horns then rang out, and the Wife imitated the cry of the Bei Wushuang.

After a piece of music, the quicksand on the ground spun rapidly, and a sand hole slowly reappeared.

"That's strange," the record player murmured, "It shouldn't be this easy. This 'Bei Wushuang' technique... it feels so familiar."

Li Banfeng asked in surprise, "Isn't Bei Wushuang a voice cultivator? Aren't all voice cultivator techniques the same? Hasn't my Wife always been very familiar with voice cultivator techniques?"

"My lord, the Daoist sect of voice cultivation is somewhat special. Everyone's voice is different, and the techniques will vary. Little Slave am very familiar with the Bei Wushuang Technique, but Little Slave really can't remember ever knowing this person before."

Bei Wushuang is already dead, and his body wasn't even brought back, so it's hard to verify this.

"Let's go inside his house and take a look; maybe we can find some clues," Li Banfeng said, looking at Sha Yan. "Is this the entrance?"

The Wife cautioned, "Husband, be careful. There are dozens of entrances in this sandpit, most of which lead to traps and mechanisms."

The opening the Little Slave had made should lead to his residence, but his dwelling was strange, and it was hard to say what kind of arrangement the main hall might contain.

Li Banfeng tightened his guard and carried his Wife into the sand pit. A cloud of fine sand rushed towards them, almost getting into their ears and nose.

Li Banfeng used a technique of Cut Path Opening Road to force the fine sand back, and following the sand holes, he made his way to the hall.

The hall was pitch black. Li Banfeng lit a match and roughly saw the layout of the room.

It is about ten meters long and wide, with a ceiling less than two meters high, a fairly spacious but somewhat oppressive hall.

Buzz~

The Wife let out another soft moan.

A door appeared on each of the four walls.

The record player was increasingly surprised. "My lord, I wonder who this Bei Wushuang learned from. His technique is so similar to Little Slave."

"Don't joke around. How could his camel's braying sound resemble Wife's?" Li Banfeng looked around and said, "Where do these four doors lead?"

"Each of the four doors leads to a room. You may go and open the doors to take a look, but please be careful of the traps."

Li Banfeng first opened the nearest door, behind which was a small room filled with gold bars and some scattered silver coins.

"Vulgar things!" Li Banfeng sneered and moved all the things in the house into Portable Abode.

Opening the second door, the room was very spacious. This was Bei Wushuang's bedroom, with a very large bed. The light yellow bed curtains and canopy felt very smooth to the touch, and the painted decorations on the canopy were quite intricate, as if they depicted the story of a camel caravan traveling far away for trade.

Li Banfeng didn't examine the bed curtains closely; instead, he tested the feel of the bed.

This bed is so soft!

Li Banfeng placed the record player on the bed. "Wife, isn't it comfortable sleeping on this?"

The record player hummed, "Is my husband mocking his Little Slave?"

"I want to move this bed back and put my Wife on it."

The record player chuckled, and Li Banfeng, not joking, actually lifted the bed up.

The bed was too big to fit through the door. Seeing that Li Banfeng was serious, the record player quickly took out his tools and disassembled the bed in a few moves. Li Banfeng reassembled the parts and sent them back to the room along with the bed curtains and canopy.

Pushing open the third door, Li Banfeng found an empty room behind it. Just as he was about to walk in, he suddenly sensed danger approaching.

He won't go into this room.

If I'm not mistaken, this room should be where Bei Wushuang hides the contract, and there should be many traps set inside.

Behind the fourth door were many musical instruments: erhu, pipa, guzheng, yangqin, suona, gongs and drums... and a sword.

A sword is placed among a pile of musical instruments, which looks a bit out of place.

Considering the imposing appearance of Bei Wushuang, it seems that a camel is not suited to wielding a weapon as agile as a sword.

The Wife in his arms suddenly trembled.

She now understood why Bei Wushuang's techniques were similar to hers: because Bei Wushuang learned many techniques from there!

Seeing his Wife trembling in his arms, Li Banfeng asked, "Wife, what's wrong?"

"My Little Slave, I love everything in this room."

Li Banfeng had overlooked the fact that his Wife liked musical instruments; he should have bought Wife more often.

He entered the room and found no traps. He then carried Vessel City back into the house.

The Wife added, "My lord, Little Slave also really like that sword."

Does your Wife like swords?

As a record player, is it a bit difficult to do something like sword dancing?

If my Wife likes it, I'll take it back with me. Li Banfeng took the sword back to Portable Abode as well.

There was also a large wooden cabinet in the room. Li Banfeng opened it, took a look, and smiled.

The cabinet contained contracts.

These are not the contracts of the Local Earth God, but the contracts of Strange Monsters creatures in the land; the whole cabinet is full of these contracts.

Li Banfeng packed up the contract and took it back to his Portable Abode. All these Strange Monsters were now his!

After moving the cabinet Portable Abode, Li Banfeng asked, "Have you taken a good look at his place?"

Portable Abode said, "You haven't explored all of his house yet, but other places might be more difficult to navigate."

The record player said, "It's not easy to travel; there are many traps in various places."

The Portable Abode record player said, "Alright, you've Work Method enough. Even if I made some mistakes, you should have learned them by now. Take your man out and we'll talk about it later."

The record player played another piece of music, and trachoma appeared in the ceiling of the hall.

Li Banfeng jumped into the sand pit. Going up was more difficult than going down, but it was nothing for Travel Cultivator's pace.

Emerging from the sand hole, Li Banfeng escorted his Wife back to her Portable Abode, took out a stack of contracts from the cabinet, and, along with a host of magical treasures, went to find the Strange Monsters in the Bei Wushuang territory.

As soon as Li Banfeng left, the record player drew his longsword and pointed it at Hong Ying's forehead. "You bitch, do you still recognize this sword?"

There were dried bloodstains on the blade, and a faint fishy smell could be detected.

Hong Ying laughed, "I recognize it. This is my sword, the one I used to kill you!"

"You bitch!" The record player's voice trembled slightly. "I'll chop your head off right now!"

"Come on," Hong Ying said, extending the gun barrel, "Cut me, and we'll be even!"

PS: How did this sword end up on the Bei Wushuang person?