Husband, Let Her Come!

Teacher Song, the man in White Clothes, and the white crane followed a man forward.

To be precise, none of them were sure if the person in front of them was a man. The other person's figure, face, and clothing were all very vague. Even Bai He, who had extremely strong perception, could only make out a general idea. Based on the sound of the other person calling Qin Tianjiu earlier, they guessed that the other person should be a man.

This is the effect produced by House Cultivator on Third Layer Above the Clouds, bringing his talent, which is easily overlooked, to its limit.

The white crane's perception was too strong. To achieve this effect, Li Banfeng had expended a lot of physical strength and didn't know how long he could last.

After exiting the wormhole, the four of them stood together in the swamp.

The man in White Clothes looked around, but he didn't see Qin Tianjiu.

Qin Tianjiu had already left. He wasn't on this side of the boundary; he was on the other side, in the territory of Belt Ridge.

The first time the record player fired the Dark Bridge Cannon, Li Banfeng walked from Green Water Bay to Belt Ridge. The second time the Dark Bridge Cannon was fired, Li Banfeng walked back from Belt Ridge to Green Water Bay.

The record player, carrying the Dark Bridge Cannon, had already returned to Portable Abode. Li Banfeng took out three contracts and placed them in front of the three men one by one.

The contract was very simple, requiring the three people present not to reveal what had happened that night.

The three of them pressed their bloody handprints onto the contract, and Li Banfeng waved to the crowd, indicating that they could leave.

The white crane folded its wings over its chest and bowed to Li Banfeng: "My Benefactor, would you mind leaving your name?"

Li Banfeng shook his head slightly.

Bai He bowed again. "I will never forget your life-saving grace. I will temporarily entrust my life to Benefactor here. If you ever need my help in the future, please come to the White Crane Gang Bai Wusong, to go through fire and water for you. I will do anything for you."

After saying that, the white crane pecked a feather off its wing. It pecked hard, and blood was still on the feather root.

He handed the feather to Li Banfeng, the meaning of which was quite clear.

This will be proof of our reunion in the future. As long as Li Banfeng produces this feather, Bai Wusong will be willing to give his life to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng accepted the feather, and his blurry figure returned the greeting to the white crane.

The white crane flew away with the man in White Clothes. Song Mei looked at Li Banfeng, hesitant to speak.

When Li Banfeng called out to Qin Tianjiu, Song Shu heard the voice. She suspected it was Li Banfeng, but dared not speak.

Song Shu was still hesitating when she suddenly saw the figure opposite her nod slightly.

It's him! It really is him!

Teacher Song's eyes were filled with tears, a mixture of joy at surviving a disaster and excitement at a long-awaited reunion.

She didn't know how to express her feelings to Li Banfeng at this moment. It was a pity that the reunion was so short. Li Banfeng waved again, signaling her to leave as soon as possible.

"Thank you, thank you..." Knowing that now was not the time for reminiscing, Teacher Song thanked her repeatedly, slowly turned around, and walked into the night.

After walking a few steps, she turned around, wanting to take another look at Li Banfeng, but Li Banfeng's figure had already disappeared.

Song Shu bit her lip, and tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

Li Banfeng, you haven't said a single word to me?

You saved my life, how can I ever repay you?

And you...

You still haven't told me where this place is!

Which way should I go?

Song Shu wasn't very familiar with Pro State; there were many places she hadn't been to before, including this swampy area. The weather was somewhat gloomy, with dark clouds obscuring the stars.

It was the dead of night, and there were hardly any buildings around.

Song Shu sensed the surrounding magnetic field and found it to be chaotic.

This is not surprising, as half of Pro State has a chaotic magnetic field.

Teacher Song grasped her left index finger with her right hand, pulled it outward, and rotated it twice clockwise and one and a half times counterclockwise. She wanted to make a phone call to ask the radio station for help. But just as the call was about to connect, she pressed her index finger back in.

We can't reveal this location; doing so would definitely be detrimental to Ban Feng.

Let's keep going. There's a grove of trees ahead. If we go into the grove, we might find our way.

After walking for more than two hours, Song Shu entered the woods. After passing several rows of trees, the snow was already above her knees.

The swamps outside the forest don't freeze, and the snow inside the forest is more than a foot deep. The boundaries of Pro State cannot be judged by common sense.

Logically speaking, with her cultivation level, walking through the snow would be nothing, but she had been trapped in the wormhole for too many days, and unlike Qin Xiaopang, she couldn't eat anything, so now her body was extremely weak.

Deep in the woods, Song Shu, exhausted, leaned against a tree to rest for a while. She grabbed a handful of snow and popped it into her mouth to quench her thirst. "Girl, why are you eating snow?"

Song Shu had just taken a bite of snow when she suddenly heard someone speaking, causing her to choke and cough. She looked around and saw a woman dressed in black slowly walking towards her from a distance.

Seeing her light steps, not sinking into the snow at all, Song Mei knew this person was quite skilled and immediately became wary. "Are you lost? Are you hungry? I have some pastries here." As she spoke, the woman had already approached. "You are..." Song Shu stared at the woman for a moment, suddenly becoming lost in thought.

How can this woman be so beautiful?

Her skin is so white, just the right amount of white. Any whiter and it would lack color, any less and it would lose some of its vibrancy. But her skin is white at the perfect level of beauty.

Her figure is so slender that if she were an inch taller, she would appear too heroic, and if she were an inch thinner, she would appear Hao Capital delicate. But her figure is perfect in every way, possessing both beauty and gentleness.

It's not just her figure; from her forehead to her eyebrows and eyes, from her mouth and nose to her shoulders and neck, I looked at her dozens of times, but I couldn't find the slightest flaw. As my gaze moved down inch by inch, every part looked so exquisite.

Even if you found the best painter in Pro State — Hundred Flowers Danqing Mu Yuejuan, the master of painting—and had her paint for ten or eight years, she still couldn't capture such beauty. Song Shu was stunned. The woman also carefully examined Song Shu: "Miss, you look haggard, your face is covered in dust. Did you encounter some bad people?"

"No, no." Song Mei's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head. Having been trapped in the wormhole for so long, she knew she must look terrible, disheveled and even a little shabby.

The woman said, "My home is nearby. Come to my place to wash up, have something to eat, drink some hot soup, and get a good night's sleep." "This..."

How can this be allowed?

Even if this were in Pro State, or in Outer State, in the middle of nowhere, if you encountered a woman of unknown origin who offered to take you to her house, would you dare to go? Song Shu took a deep Cold Qi, trying to clear her head. "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm in a hurry to get going."

"Why rush? The wind and snow are so strong, how will you find your way? Come to my house." The woman's eyes flashed, and Song Mei's heart skipped a beat.

Song Mei buried her head even deeper, not daring to look the woman in the eye, and said in a low voice, "My home isn't far, it's just up ahead. My dad is waiting for me to come home." "Girl, who are you trying to fool? I know everyone in this area, from miles around. Which village do you live in? Tell me!"

"It's just ahead, not far... Come home with me." "I... I can't..." "Come home with me."

"I won't..." Despite saying no, Song Shu's feet moved forward uncontrollably, following the woman.

She dared not look at the woman, but it was no use not to; the woman's voice was enough to steal one's soul.

Song Mei followed the woman out of the forest, the woman's voice still echoing in her ears. "Come home with me."

She walked faster and faster, as if she had lost her soul. Suddenly, the woman's voice disappeared. Song Mei looked up again, but there was nothing there; not a soul in sight. Had she encountered a fox spirit, or a mountain ghost?

Song Shu slapped herself.

I am a cultivator from the clouds, a university lecturer, and I have received higher education. How could I believe such a thing? How could I be deceived by a mountain spirit? After leaving the woods, Song Shu vaguely saw a road with frozen footprints and tire tracks. If she followed this road, she should be able to find someone.

I think I was hallucinating in the woods just now. Being trapped in the wormhole for so long, plus the cold and hunger, it's normal to hallucinate. But why did that voice sound so real?

"Come home with me."

Song Shu had walked quite a distance, but the voice still echoed in her mind.

In the woods, Li Banfeng carried Zhao Xiaowan and ran all the way.

If Li Banfeng had arrived any later, Zhao Xiaowan would have taken Song Mei home, and she might already be on the dinner table! "Husband, it's freezing cold, let's take her home!"

"My Wife, don't say such hurtful things. If we really bring her home, do you think she'll even survive?"

"What are you doing out here? It would be so much better to stay home and serve your husband! You could give him a few more chubby babies and I'd take care of them!" "Wife, don't be angry anymore."

Why am I angry?! I'm not angry at all! I turned back into human form, but my husband doesn't say he likes it; he just spends all his time hugging that record player.

Look at that slut, she's so pretty! Take her home, I'll treat her well, I promise I won't kill her!

Li Banfeng carried his Wife back to Portable Abode. Teacher Song had already left the woods, and Qin Xiaopang was being looked after at Belt Ridge. He just didn't know where Bai He and his follower had gone. He'd leave it to fate; Bai He's cultivation was very high, so he should be alright.

The man in White Clothes rode on a white crane and flew towards Green Water City.

"My lord, that woman hasn't followed us, and we don't know where she went." "Her cultivation level is quite high, so you don't need to worry."

"I'm not worried, but I'm a little reluctant to part with her. That woman is a really nice person."

Bai He chuckled, "She is quite pretty, but don't even think about it. She knows our savior; they might be a couple." "My lord, how can you tell they know each other? Our Benefactor hasn't even shown his face."

There are some things you don't understand yet, learn them slowly.

The next morning, the white crane flew to the vicinity of Green Water City, landed on the ground, and with a gentle flap of its wings, transformed into a man in his early forties. He held a Folding Fan, wore a White Clothes, and had a bamboo flute at his waist. He was handsome and possessed an extraordinary bearing.

However, he and his follower were wearing slightly different clothes.

The man following him was named Bai Xinsheng. Seeing the crowds coming and going in the city, he was a little scared and kept hiding behind Bai He.

He had been in Shut-in Cultivator with Bai He since childhood, and not long after they emerged, the two were trapped in a wormhole again. Bai Xinsheng had never seen so many people in his life. "My lord, let's hurry and go help the gate."

Bai He Bai Wusong, is the senior brother of White Crane Gang Wuchuan, the leader of the Bai Wuchuan. He originally came to Green Water Bay to inherit the position of Gang Leader. "No need to go yet, let's find out about the gang's situation first."

Bai Xinsheng was taken aback. "My lord, why don't we go and inquire at the sect? Don't you want to be the Gang Leader?"

Bai Wusong shook his head and said, "I never wanted to be the Gang Leader in the first place. With my current cultivation level, I'm no longer suitable to be the Gang Leader."

"Back then, the sect was facing a talent shortage, and they forced me to come out of seclusion. I had no choice. Now, if Wu Chuan can manage the sect well, I will let him continue as the Gang Leader."

"Why should he get away with this?!" Bai Xinsheng protested. "We've been trapped for so many years, and he hasn't even sent anyone to help us. Now he's getting a free Gang Leader? That's not fair!"

Bai He frowned. "Do you know how many gangs in Pro State have been destroyed by internal strife? If I return to my gang and cause a conflict, do you know how many gang disciples will lose their lives?"

Bai Xinsheng lowered his head and said, "The Gang Leader did it for him, so what are we going to do?" "What's wrong with staying away from the mortal world, focusing on cultivation, and living a quiet life?"

Bai Xinsheng glanced at the pancake vendor on the street and swallowed hard. "I can't have any peace and quiet here. My stomach keeps growling, and I'm feeling really uncomfortable!" He was hungry.

After eating moss in the wormhole for two years, how could he not be hungry when he finally saw the human world?

When Baihe left the pass, he brought plenty of travel money, enough to buy not only a pancake but also a business. But he lost all of it in the wormhole, and now the master and servant are penniless.

It sounds absurd that someone of his stature would be stumped by the cost of a pancake, but Bai He was unwilling to steal or rob; he wanted to earn money through his own abilities. How could he earn that money? Given his status, he couldn't simply be someone else's crutch.

Bai He came up with an idea. He took Bai Xinsheng to the overpass, stood by the roadside, picked up his xiao (vertical bamboo flute), and began to play a tune.

There were many street performers on the overpass: storytellers, opera singers, martial arts practitioners, magicians, plate spinners, jar balancers, and even someone who could make a living by digging flatbread. They all relied on their real skills to earn a living. Bai He played three songs, but not a single person gave him any money.

Bai Xinsheng told his lord to rest for a while, then took out his flute and played a few tunes. Every now and then, someone would stand on the street and listen for a while, then turn around and leave, still without paying.

Bai Xinsheng felt ashamed and lowered his head. He knew that he was performing for money, but he didn't understand why the people who listened to his songs didn't pay him. Was it because they didn't play well?

It's not that they played badly, it's just that they chose the wrong music. It's too highbrow and doesn't suit the Tianqiao area.

Almost an hour had passed, and the two were getting worried because they hadn't earned a single penny. Suddenly, they saw a man standing by the roadside who took out a silver dollar and handed it to Bai Xinsheng. Bai Xinsheng quickly took the money and looked up at the man.

The man was dressed in a tailcoat and bow tie, with a mustache, looking every bit the civilized gentleman.

On the overpass, even a single Huan Country Notes was considered too much to give as a tip, but this person gave a silver dollar, which Bai He hesitated to accept.

The man smiled and said, "You two are true connoisseurs of music. However, this overpass is not quite a good match for your skills. If you would do me the honor of staying at my place for a while, I will record a few records for you and try selling them first."

Bai He clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Sir, what is your name?"

The man introduced himself, "My name is Ling Miaosheng. I run a business called Wonderful Sound Phonograph Store. I went away for a while recently and just got back today, having just gotten off the train." Bai He thought the man seemed quite sincere. He was currently penniless and not afraid of being cheated out of his money. Even if someone tried to cheat him out of anything else, with his cultivation level, it would be impossible for him to do so.

He agreed to Ling Miaosheng, and the two of them, master and servant, followed Ling Miaosheng to the record shop. Ling Miaosheng specially prepared a room for them to play music. The two played another piece, and Ling Miaosheng listened with great fascination. He immediately had a record made and gave them a reward of one hundred silver dollars.

The white crane refused to accept it. "How can you take so much?"

Ling Miaosheng and said, "This is not much. This record is bound to sell well. We'll calculate it in detail after we make some money."

That evening, Ling Miaosheng invited the two to have dinner at the record store. When it was time for dinner, Li Banfeng arrived with gifts.

After Ling Miaosheng returned, she immediately sent someone to invite Li Qi. Li Qi happened to be in Carefree Dock. Since Ling Miaosheng had been gone for so long, Li Qi would definitely come to see her. Upon seeing Bai He and Bai Xinsheng, Ling Miaosheng quickly stepped forward to introduce them, "These are two artists, Yang Shaofeng and Mr. Cai Weiming."

These two names were made up by Bai He on the spot. Li Banfeng didn't recognize Bai He, and Bai He didn't recognize Li Banfeng either.

But Li Banfeng knew Bai Xinsheng, and from Bai Xinsheng's attitude, he deduced that the other man was Bai Wusong. Why did this senior brother run to Green Water City instead of becoming the leader of the White Crane Gang, and end up performing at the Wonderful Sound Phonograph Store?

Li Banfeng didn't ask any further questions. During the meal, they toasted each other and chatted quite amicably.

After dinner, Ling Miaosheng settled the master and servant into their lodgings, and then he and Li Qi chatted privately in the record store. Li Banfeng asked, "Did you go to Inner Amikan Country this time?"

"I went there, and they've changed a lot. Before, they didn't treat wizards as human beings, but now they're friendlier towards them. Wizards are like cultivators on their side, but they're not quite the same as cultivators on our side."

Li Banfeng understood the concept of a wizard: no sect, no hierarchy, but possessing certain hidden abilities, as Cui Tike had explained to him. "Why is the Amikan Country now friendly towards wizards?"

"At first I thought their understanding had changed, but later I learned that they had received intelligence that war might break out soon. According to the Inner Amikan Country, the Demon King was about to summon the flames of hell to set the land of Amikan Country ablaze."

Li Banfeng thought for a moment, "Does 'Hell' refer to the Inner State?"

Ling Miaosheng nodded. "That's my deduction, but many of my memories have been taken away. The Amikan Country still follows the same pattern; they still keep most of the things about the Inner Amikan Country very well hidden internally."

I recorded some memories using records. I used some techniques to try and evade the censorship of Amikan Country. After some time, when these records are sent back, I will recover most of my memories, and then I should be able to unravel many secrets.

Li Banfeng and Ling Miaosheng got along very well. As they were chatting, the Simple Phone rang. It was Luo ZhengNan calling, saying that Liao Zihui had gone to Carefree Dock and had important business with Li Qi. Li Banfeng instructed Ling Miaosheng, "Those two musicians you found are not simple people; be sure to treat them well."

"I will treat every artist well." Ling Miaosheng saw Li Banfeng off outside the record store and bowed deeply. Over at Carefree Dock, Liao Zihui had been waiting for a long time, not even having had a sip of wine, and was sweating profusely with anxiety.

"Zihui, what's got you in such a hurry?" "Brother Li, Shen Jingye is missing!"

"Who?"

"Shen Jingye, the director of the Dark Star Bureau, went to investigate Gourd Village yesterday and hasn't come back!" "He went into Gourd Village?"

Liao Zihui shook his head and said, "It's not certain yet, at least we can't define this matter. Once it's defined, Shen Jingye will be finished..."

"What's your relationship with him? When did you become so concerned about him?" In Li Banfeng's memory, Shen Jingye and Liao Zihui had a lot of history of bickering.

"It's different from before. There were some bumps and bruises, some nonsense, but none of it was a big deal. This time it's a big deal. Once he's in Gourd Village, he might not be able to get out. Even if he does, things will be complicated."

"He wants to go to Gourd Village himself, what can I do?" Li Banfeng seemed unconcerned about this.

Liao Zihui pleaded, "Things aren't settled yet. He might not go to Gourd Village. He's not exactly a great person, but he can still do some decent work. With him around, everything goes smoothly. If someone else came, you'd definitely feel uncomfortable, and the entire Dark Star Bureau wouldn't have an easy time either."

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "Whether things are good or bad, what difference does it make?"

To be honest, Li Banfeng felt that he had done a good job of Balance Person out. The issue of boundaries had been basically resolved, and the attitude of Outer State towards Pro State had been basically corrected.

What needs to be done now is to wait for the Wife to improve the hidden bridge so that the Dark Bridge Cannon has a larger range and a longer duration of operation, ensuring that more people can cross the boundary. Once this task is completed, Li Banfeng feels that his mission in the Outer State is also complete.

Of course, the problem of the Three-Headed People still needs to be solved, but this is not a problem that the Dark Star Bureau can solve. Every time Three-Headed People is released, it requires an exchange of interests between the two sides.

Does the Dark Star Bureau still hold any significance for Li Banfeng?

The only ones who might be of any significance are probably just a few close confidants like Light Bulb, Tangyuan, and Chuunibyou.

Yan Zihui seemed to see through Li Banfeng's thoughts. "Brother Li, I beg you, help him out. Haven't you always wanted Three-Headed People? I'll think of a way for you. If you can bring Shen Jingye back, we can skip the formalities and I'll send a group of men over for you."

This attitude is quite sincere, so Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back and take a look."

The Dark Star Bureau was still holding a meeting late at night, chaired by their superior Guan Zhengyang.

"I really didn't expect that this kind of problem would come from the head of the Dark Star Bureau. My superiors have repeatedly emphasized that I must keep my responsibilities and mission in mind, and that I must be clear about where the basic boundaries are."

"Old Chen, tell me today, in implementing the instructions and requirements from higher authorities, what work have you done, and where have you placed your responsibilities and boundaries?"

Chen Changrui lowered his head, quickly organized his thoughts according to Guan Zhengyang's question, and replied, "We have conducted in-depth research..."

"No need to say anything! What's the point of saying all this platitudes?" Chen Changrui was interrupted by Guan Zhengyang as soon as he opened his mouth.

Chen Changrui didn't need to speak. Guan Zhengyang wanted to embarrass him, to embarrass the entire Dark Star Bureau, and to regain the face lost by the research lab. Making Chen Changrui speak was just to find a turning point to connect the past and the future.

He did need a turning point, because the meeting had been going on for more than five hours.

Next, Guan Zhengyang wanted to take the issue to a higher level. "The Dark Star Bureau has encountered such a serious problem today, and there must be many reasons for it, but we must find the most important one."

During the execution of this critical mission, Shen Jingye, as the head of the Dark Star Bureau, lacked even the most basic sense of boundaries. As an investigator of Gourd Village, he couldn't resist the temptations posed by the Gourd Village. This indicates that serious problems have emerged within the Dark Star Bureau, especially in terms of ideological awareness. The root of this problem lies in...

Clang!

Li Qi pushed open the door and walked in.

Guan Zhengyang was about to lose his temper when he saw that it was Li Qi who had come in, so he didn't vent his anger.

"Director Li, what are you doing...?"

"Get out of the way." Li Qi looked at Guan Zhengyang expressionlessly.

Guan Zhengyang looked surprised.

"Didn't you hear me telling you to get out of the way?" Li Qi picked up Guan Zhengyang and left him standing to the side.

Upon seeing this, Deputy Director Wang quickly stood up and helped Guan Zhengyang to his seat.

Guan Zhengyang refused to sit down, gritted his teeth, and tried to leave the meeting room.

Li Qi frowned and said, "Where are you going? We're in a meeting! Don't you know any rules?"

Guan Zhengyang's face turned pale, and he sat back in Deputy Director Wang's seat.

To be honest, he was not convinced, but he couldn't overcome his fear.

He was captured by the Birch Hermit Association at the hotel and had one of his ears cut off. Just because he said a few extra words, Li Qi sent him to the police station for a thorough interrogation, and he almost lost his ear.

He didn't know what the consequences would be if he walked out of this meeting room today.

Li Banfeng scanned the room and addressed the group. "Director Shen personally went to track down clues related to Gourd Village. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, he is currently trapped in an unidentified location. We must now concentrate all our efforts to rescue Director Shen."

Guan Zhengyang looked at Li Banfeng and said, "What's the basis for what you're saying? Why is Shen Jingye trapped in this unnamed place? Has the origin and nature of this unnamed place been investigated?"

Li Banfeng countered, "Do you even know what an unnameable place is?"

"This..." Guan Zhengyang pursed his lips. He had heard of the concept before, but it came from Pro State, and he couldn't think of a way to describe it for a moment. Li Banfeng looked at Guan Zhengyang and said, "You know nothing, yet you've been spouting nonsense for so long? Aren't you ashamed?"

Guan Zhengyang retorted, "Then tell me, what is this 'unnamed place'?" "If I told you, would you understand? Or should I take you to see it?"

P. S.: Did Little Shen really go to Gourd Village?