Lord of Puluo

On the dark path, Li Banfeng carried a feather duster and moved forward cautiously. ░░x░.░c░o░m░

This road is called Xiaohuangquan. The old hunter has repeatedly warned that this section of the road is the most dangerous, so don’t be too quick.

There was thick fog on both sides of the path, and there seemed to be grass and trees, and there seemed to be vague creatures crawling forward.

According to the old hunter, you can only walk along this path and cannot go outside the road. Even taking one more step out is a matter of life and death.

In addition, you must always pay attention to the wind direction when walking.

If the wind blows southward, you can continue walking forward, but don't look back, as there may be many things following you.

If the wind blows northward, you must stop and stand still. If you take another step, it is hard to say what you will encounter.

If the wind blows eastward, take out some food and drink and put it on the ground. It doesn’t need to be much, just be considerate. As long as the food and drink disappear, you can continue to move forward.

If the wind blows to the west, light a cigarette and see some fireworks. As long as the cigarette butt does not go out, you can move on.

If the wind direction is not right, turn around and walk backwards until the wind direction is right.

The old hunter said over and over again: "These rules were told to me by others. As for the truth behind them, I can't tell clearly.

But I have seen people who don't follow the rules on Xiaohuanquan, even if they make one mistake, they will die in the blink of an eye.

Ghosts are invisible, and in the end they die without knowing how. "

Li Banfeng is still very optimistic, he can see ghosts.

But that doesn't mean he wants to watch himself die.

You still have to abide by the wind direction rules. The best tool to judge the wind direction is a feather duster.

Li Banfeng walked southward with a feather duster in hand. The breeze blew all the way south, and the chicken feathers floated all the way south. He walked very smoothly.

After walking for more than ten miles, the wind suddenly stopped.

Li Banfeng also stopped where he was, not knowing what to do next.

The old hunter never mentioned the situation when the wind stopped.

The old hunter said that the wind on Xiaohuangquan will always blow.

Now the wind has indeed stopped, and the feather duster is motionless.

This should be regarded as the wrong direction, right?

Li Banfeng turned around and was about to walk backwards when he suddenly saw a group of green flames following behind him.

Not a group, but all the way.

Countless will-o'-the-wisps, cluster after cluster, lined up neatly and followed Li Banfeng.

It seemed like I shouldn’t have looked back just now.

Li Banfeng was just thinking about whether it would be fine if he turned back, when a wave of malice rushed towards him in the will-o'-the-wisp.

Without any further thought, Li Banfeng immediately picked up the bloody pendulum, which was his only magic weapon that could attack the dead souls.

boom!

The bloody pendulum was hit hard, and Li Banfeng's body trembled violently.

Bang bang bang!

The collisions continued, and Li Banfeng retreated continuously.

"Master, I can't hold on any longer!" Zhong Pendulum screamed repeatedly.

Li Banfeng opened the door to his roommate with one hand and lost the key, but did not close the door.

Since you are here to deliver food, I won’t be polite.

Clusters of will-o'-the-wisps followed and lingered in the room for a long time, but no movement was seen on the record player.

Li Banfeng dodged around in the main room, calling out repeatedly: "Madam, it's time to eat!"

Whoops! Whoops!

The record player finally responded: "My lord, please go to the outer room and wait a moment. The slave has been hungry for many days, and the food looks a bit indecent. I don't want my lord to see it."

"We are the only two here, do you still care about this?"

Li Banfeng didn't understand the intention of the record player, and besides, he couldn't go to the outer room now.

A dozen dead souls are responsible for attacking, a dozen dead souls are responsible for supporting, and a dozen more dead souls are responsible for blocking the route.

These dead souls moved in an orderly manner and cooperated with each other tacitly, just like a well-trained army, making it difficult for Li Banfeng to resist.

Madam, what's wrong?

I came back from shopping for groceries, why was she not active at all?

laugh! laugh! laugh!

The sound of the piano sounded slowly.

With a sizzling noise, the record player sang a song:

In spring, the grass grows, and the battle clothes are thinly sewed.

In summer, red flowers bloom and drums and horns rumble.

In autumn, when the yellow leaves fall, take the enemy's head in front of the formation.

In winter, the white snow flies, and blood is shed to sacrifice the heroic spirits.

Phew~

The sound of wind sounded so real, as if there was really wind in Curie.

The lady's singing could still be heard in the sound of the wind. It was the most beautiful singing Li Banfeng had ever heard.

What song is this?

Maybe we shouldn't dwell on this issue. No matter what song the lady sings, she can calm the dead souls.

These well-trained souls were no exception. They immediately stopped moving and stood in a line, silently listening to the singing on the record player.

A cloud of steam spit out and pushed open the door to the outer room.

Li Banfeng agreed, entered the house and closed the door.

He took out his earrings and listened carefully to the sounds outside the door.

The song continued, and he faintly heard sobs, the sobs of the dead.

There were one or two sounds at first, then gradually turned into a large sound. The dozens of dead souls who entered the house seemed to be sobbing.

Were they moved by the lady's singing?

Just because you were moved?

After singing the song, the record player spoke:

“I planned to never see you again, but I finally saw you here.

If you can't pay back what you owe me, you don't have to pay it back.

You go, don't touch that man again. "

Does the lady know them?

Do you know these lonely ghosts in the new earth?

Li Banfeng was just astonished when he saw the door to the outer room opened.

Dozens of will-o'-the-wisps were neatly arranged, waiting for Li Banfeng to open the door.

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The lady resumed her usual singing style and sang slowly: "Hey, sir, these resentful ghosts have been dead for who knows how long. They are old, rotten, bitter and spicy. They are really hard to swallow. Send them away quickly."

Li Banfeng was silent for a moment and nodded.

Li Banfeng heard what the record player just said to these dead souls.

The record player also knew that Li Banfeng had heard it.

But Li Banfeng didn't ask any more questions. He opened the door and walked out of the residence with a group of dead souls.

As soon as I walked outside the door, before I could pick up the key, a large will-o'-the-wisp jumped out again.

The will-o'-the-wisps coming out of the house surrounded Li Banfeng, forcing the will-o'-the-wisps outside to retreat. When Li Banfeng picked up the key, they protected Li Banfeng as he headed south.

Following Curie, Honglian spoke: "When you see your old friend, does your heart feel like it's about to be ripped out?"

The record player also sneered: "If you want to ridicule me, you have to step on the spot. Do I still have the heart?"

The petals of the red lotus opened and closed slightly, as if still laughing at the record player: "Only you know whether you have a heart or not, and what harm they did to you? Can you still forget it? When you have the opportunity for revenge, you don't take action, but you still let it go Passed them?"

Whoops!

Whoops!

"What will happen if I kill them? What will happen if I take revenge? It's just because my heart is gone, but I don't care anymore."

…

Li Banfeng was escorted by a group of dead souls and walked a hundred miles.

Lanyang Village is not big, but the area of ​​this new land is too vast!

The long and narrow path became wider and wider, and as the cold mist slowly dissipated, the surrounding area turned into an open wilderness.

Li Banfeng walked out of Xiaohuan.

The rest of the road was all flat, and occasionally you would meet some strange people. Fortunately, they were not at a high level, so Li Banfeng used the skill of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck to avoid them.

After running wildly in the wilderness for two hours, Li Banfeng saw a large area of ​​orange trees.

From a distance, these orange trees look no different from the orange trees Li Banfeng is familiar with, except that they have more leaves and bigger oranges.

After getting closer, Li Banfeng realized what the problem was.

These orange trees are more than ten meters high, and the diameter of each orange is about fifty centimeters, which is much larger than the normal oranges that Li Banfeng understood.

For the old hunters in Lanyang Village, the orange grove is a good place to be serious.

The oranges in this orange grove are edible, contain enough sugar, and contain oil. They are a very rare food source in the New Land.

Orange peel is a very precious spice and is worth a lot of money. In Ma Wuna, a pound of orange peel can be sold for 800.

In addition to orange peels, there are also orange maggots (a kind of parasitic pest that lives on oranges). The orange maggots in this orange forest can be used as medicine and have miraculous effects on trauma. A good-quality orange maggot can sell for two hundred yuan in Mawu.

In addition to orange maggots, there are also weevils, which are weevils. The weevil needles in this orange grove are particularly long and are excellent tools for acupuncture. One elephant needle can sell for more than 500 yuan.

In the orange grove, you can peel oranges, look for orange maggots, and catch weevils, but you can’t go too far, especially if you don’t hurt the orange trees. In the words of an old hunter, this is called “Looking up at the tree, looking down at the tree.” Look at the seedlings.”

Some hunters come to the orange grove to catch orange maggots, cut down the orange trees, pick all the oranges, and crush them one by one to look for the maggots.

Such a person will die, but I don’t know exactly how.

There are also people who beat thousands of catties of oranges in order to peel them, regardless of whether they are green or yellow, peeling off the skin and destroying all the orange flesh. Such people will also die.

There are also hunters who come to catch the weevils, but they think they are in the way, so they bring sickles to clear the way and cut down all the orange saplings. Such people will also die.

To put it simply, as long as you use it in moderation and don't destroy it too much, you'll be fine in the orange grove.

The old hunter told Li Banfeng that blue-leaf poplars may suddenly appear among the orange trees. There is a big difference between poplar trees and orange trees. As long as you look carefully, you will definitely not get it wrong.

Li Banfeng walked in the orange orchard for two hours and found no other tree species except orange trees.

It was a tiring day of walking, so Li Banfeng went back to his home early to rest.

As soon as I walked in, a ball of warm steam hit my face, as if I was being hugged tightly by my wife.

"My lord, it's been a hard journey."

"Ms. sir, please take off your clothes and change. I'll wash you."

"My lord, the hot water has been heated. I will take care of you to take a bath."

"Mr. Sir, if you want to have fun, just have fun while taking a bath. The slave will clean it after a while."

Because he hid something from Li Banfeng and let down Li Banfeng's heart, the record player felt guilty and spoke particularly gently tonight.

Li Banfeng ignored the record player and squatted down to look for something in the cabinet.

Huchi~huchi~

There was a slight nervousness in the singing: "My dear husband~ Are you angry with me? I know my husband works hard to buy groceries, but I really can't bring myself to have an appetite today. Please don't blame me. I apologize to my husband." "

Li Banfeng took out an oil bottle from the cabinet and said with a smile: "I don't blame the lady. I just feel that the lady is not speaking smoothly today. She may be a little stuck. I want to put some engine oil on the lady."

The record player was a little flustered and the lyrics were a little out of tune: "Mr. Sir, we have something to talk about. There is no need to put on the engine oil. The little slave is running smoothly here."

Li Banfeng didn't want to say anything. He carried the oil can behind the record player and opened the cover of the case.

The record player hurriedly explained: "Sir, my little slave is really not short of engine oil.

My husband, please listen to me. I didn’t mean to hide it from you, nor did I say anything rudely. Those people are indeed old acquaintances, but I really don’t want to mention the old things again.

My husband, you can oil it if you insist on it, but you have to use an oil brush to oil it, other people can't use it!

My husband~

Mr. Xian~"

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