On the dark path, Li Banfeng carried a feather duster and walked cautiously.

This road is called Little Yellow Spring, and the old hunter has repeatedly told him that this road is the most dangerous, and don't be greedy.

There was a thick fog on both sides of the path, and there seemed to be wild grass, trees, and creeping creatures.

According to the old Orion, you can only walk along this path, and you can't go outside the road, even if you take one more step, it is a matter of life and death.

In addition, it is important to keep an eye on the direction of the wind when walking.

If the wind is blowing south, you can keep going, but don't look back, you may not know how many things are following you.

If the wind blows north, you have to stop, stand still, and take one more step, and it's hard to say what you'll encounter.

If the wind blows eastward, take out some food and drink and put it on the ground, not much, just have a heart, as long as the food and drink disappear, you can continue to move forward.

If the wind blows westward, light a cigarette and see a firework, as long as the cigarette butt is not extinguished, you can continue to walk.

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

The old hunter said several times: "These rules are all told to me by others, and I can't tell you what the truth is here.

But I've seen unruly people on the Little Yellow Spring, even if they were wrong once, and they lost their lives in the blink of an eye.

Ghosts can't be seen, and they don't know how to die in the end. ”

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

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

The rules of the wind direction still have to be followed, and the best tool for judging the wind direction is the feather duster.

Li Banfeng carried a feather duster to the south, the breeze blew all the way to the south, and the chicken feathers floated all the way to the south, walking very smoothly.

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

Li Banfeng also stopped in place, and didn't know what to do next.

Old Orion didn't say anything about the situation when the wind stopped.

The old hunter said that the wind on the little yellow spring would always blow.

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

This should be considered a bad wind, right?

Li Banfeng turned around, about to walk backwards, when he suddenly saw a green flame following behind him.

It's not a lump, it's a road.

Countless ghost fires, one after another, were neatly lined up and followed behind Li Banfeng.

It seems that it is not time to turn back just now.

Li Banfeng was thinking about whether it would be okay to turn his body back, when a wave of malice rushed to his face in the ghost fire.

Without allowing much thought, Li Banfeng immediately picked up the bloody pendulum, which was the only magic weapon he could use to attack the souls of the dead.

Bang!

The bloody pendulum was hit hard, and with Li Banfeng's body, there was a violent tremble.

Bang bang bang!

The impact continued, and Li Banfeng retreated again and again.

"Master, I can't hold it!" The pendulum screamed miserably.

Li Banfeng opened the door of his room with one hand, lost the key, but did not close the door.

Since you're here to deliver food, I'm welcome.

Clusters of ghost fires followed, lingering in the room for a long time, but no movement was seen on the record player.

Li Banfeng dodged left and right in the main room, and called out repeatedly: "Lady, it's time to eat!" ”

Whew! Whew!

The record player finally responded: "Xianggong, you go to the outer room and wait, the little slave has been hungry for many days, and his eating appearance is a little indecent, and he doesn't want Xianggong to see it." ”

"It's just us husband and wife here, do you still care about this?"

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

A dozen revenants are responsible for attacking, a dozen revenants are responsible for responding, and a dozen revenants are responsible for blocking the route.

These revenants acted in an orderly manner and cooperated tacitly, just like a well-trained army, which made it difficult for Li Banfeng to parry.

Lady, what's wrong?

I came back from grocery shopping, why wasn't she active at all?

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

The sound of the piano sounded slowly.

With a murmur of sizzle, the record player sang a song:

The grass is green in spring, and the battle clothes are finely sewn.

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

The yellow leaves fall in autumn, and the enemy is taken before the battle.

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

Call~

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

In the wind, you can still hear the lady's singing, which is the most beautiful song Li Banfeng has ever heard.

What song is this?

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

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

A cloud of steam erupted, pushing open the door to the outer room.

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

He pulled out his silk earrings and listened carefully to the sound outside the door.

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

At first, there were one or two sounds, and then it gradually turned into a large area, and the dozens of souls who entered the room seemed to be sobbing.

Were they moved by the lady's singing?

Just because I was moved?

After singing the song, the record player spoke:

"I was going to never see you, but I saw them here,

You don't have to pay back what you owe me, and you don't have to pay it back.

Go away, and don't touch that man in the future. ”

Does the lady know them?

Meet this group of lonely ghosts on the new earth?

Li Banfeng was stunned, but saw the door of the outer room open.

Dozens of ghost fires were neatly arranged, waiting for Li Banfeng to open the door.

The lady resumed her old singing tone, and sang on a slow board: "Hey, Xianggong, these resentful ghosts don't know how long they have been dead, they are old and woody, bitter and spicy, it's really hard to swallow, send them away quickly." ”

Li Banfeng was silent for a moment and nodded.

What the record player said to these dead souls just now, Li Banfeng heard it.

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

But Li Banfeng didn't ask a word, he opened the door and walked out of the portable residence with a group of dead souls.

As soon as I walked outside the door, before I could pick up the key, a large ghost fire came up outside.

The ghost fire that came out of the house surrounded Li Banfeng, forcing the ghost fire outside to retreat one after another, and when Li Banfeng picked up the key, they escorted Li Banfeng all the way to the south.

Accompanying the house, Honglian spoke: "When you see the old man, is your heart about to be ripped out?" ”

The record player also sneered: "If you want to ridicule me, you have to step on the point, do I still have a heart?" ”

The red lotus petals opened and closed slightly, and seemed to be laughing at the record player: "Do you have a heart that only you know, what did they do to you?" Can you still forget? When you encounter an opportunity for revenge, you don't start, but you still let them go? ”

Whew!

Whew!

"What if you kill them? What can you do if you don't take revenge? It's because my heart is gone, but I don't care anymore. ”

……

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

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

The narrow path widened and widened, and as the cold mist slowly dissipated, the surrounding area became an open wilderness.

Li Banfeng walked out of the Little Yellow Spring.

The rest of the way was all flat land, and occasionally encountered some strangers, but fortunately, the level was not too high, and Li Banfeng avoided it with the technique of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.

After running wild in the wilderness for two hours, Li Banfeng saw a large field of orange trees.

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

After getting closer, Li Banfeng realized the problem.

These orange trees are more than ten meters tall, and the diameter of each orange is around fifty centimeters, which is much larger than the normal orange that Li Banfeng understands.

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

The oranges in this grove are edible, sugary, and oily, and are a very rare food source in Xindi.

Orange peel is a very precious spice, and it is very valuable, and in Ma Wuna, a pound of orange peel can be sold for 800.

In addition to orange peels, there are also orange maggots (a parasitic orange pest), the orange maggots in this orange grove can be used in medicine, and have a miraculous effect on external injuries, and a good orange maggot can be sold for 200 yuan in Ma Wuna.

In addition to orange maggots, there are weevils, weevils are weevils, the weevils in this orange grove are particularly long, and they are good tools for acupuncture, and an elephant needle can be sold for more than 500 yuan.

In the orange grove, you can peel oranges, find orange maggots, and catch weevils, but you can't do things too much, especially not hurt the orange trees, in the words of the old hunter, this is called "look up at the trees, look down at the seedlings".

Some hunters came to the orange grove to catch orange maggots, cut down the orange trees directly, picked all the oranges, and crushed them one by one to find the orange maggots.

Such a person will die, and I don't know exactly how he died.

There are also people who beat thousands of pounds of oranges in order to peel the orange peel, whether it is green or yellow, peel the skin, and spoil all the orange flesh, such a person will also die.

There are also hunters who come to catch weevils, and they think that they are in the way, and they open the way with a sickle, and cut down all the orange saplings, and 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 will be fine in the orange grove.

The old hunter told Li Banfeng that the blue-leaved poplar was likely to suddenly appear among the orange trees, and there was a big difference between poplars and orange trees, as long as you were a little careful, you would never be mistaken.

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

It was also very hard to walk for a day, and Li Banfeng went back to the portable house early to rest.

As soon as I entered the door, a warm steam rushed to my face, as if I was hugged tightly by a lady.

"Xianggong~ It's been hard along the way."

"Xianggong~ Take off your clothes and change them, and the slave family will wash you with pulp."

"Xianggong~ The hot water is boiled, and the little slave is waiting for you to take a bath."

"Xianggong~ If you want to have fun, you can enjoy yourself when you take a bath, and the little slave will clean it for a while."

Because he hid some things from Li Banfeng, and also lived up to Li Banfeng's intentions, the record player felt ashamed, and spoke very gently tonight.

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

Whew~Whew~

There was a little nervousness in the singing: "It's a good minister~ Is it a little slave, I know that the minister is hard to buy vegetables, but the little slave really can't raise his appetite today, don't blame the little slave, the little slave apologized to the minister." ”

Li Banfeng took out an oil pot from the cabinet and said with a smile: "I don't blame the lady, I just feel that the lady is not talking well today, I guess she is a little stuck, and I want to put some oil on the lady." ”

The record player was a little flustered, and the lyrics were a little out of tune: "Xianggong~ We have something to say, the engine oil is not needed, and the little slave is quite smooth." ”

Li Banfeng couldn't say anything, carried the oil pot, went to the back of the record console, and opened the case cover.

The record player hurriedly explained: "Xianggong, the little slave really has no shortage of engine oil,

Xianggong, listen to me, the little slave didn't mean to hide it from you, nor did he speak unpleasantly, those people are indeed old acquaintances, but the old little slave really doesn't want to mention it again,

Xianggong, you have to be oiled, but you have to use an oil brush to oil, other guys can't use it!

Xianggong~

Xianggong~"

PS: Look at the official, look at the official~ give the salad a monthly ticket.

(End of chapter)