"If this matter can really be blamed on Shan Chengjun, in the final analysis, Qiao Yi will make the profit." Li Banfeng imagined the outcome of the incident. If the blame was placed on Shan Chengjun, the entire Puozhou would be angry with the saint and the emperor.

The Demon Lord generated great hostility, which was still beneficial to Qiao Yi.

He nodded with a faceless face and said: "This is the clever thing about dumb loss. Qiao Yi can't lose in this transaction no matter what. The key is that we can't lose either, so this matter must be deducted from Shan Chengjun."

Li Banfeng deeply agreed, but the key point is what should Shan Chengjun do if he refuses to admit his debt?

After all, all the clues now point to He Jiaqing and Granny Ku. Although Shan Chengjun, the founder of martial arts, is a subordinate of a saint, he still has a lot of influence in Puozhou. There is no basis for it. It is not right to rely on him.

An easy thing.

He was worried about this matter even though he was not big-faced: "I used to have an old friend who was the best at making evidence. He could do both personal and physical evidence. I just didn't know if he would be willing to help.

I'm going to ask this old friend if there is anything he can do. You can first leak some rumors in the newspapers and say that Shan Chengjun came to Puluozhou and did bad things. Once there are rumors, and then slowly and firmly establish it, you will definitely be able to do it.

Put the blame on this bastard."

The faceless plan was very thorough, but there was one thing Li Banfeng was undecided about: "Should I tell the salesman about this?"

After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head calmly and said, "Salesmen are not that easy to find. Many people think that if something happened to me, why haven't the salesmen come yet? But few people know that salesmen have to deal with a lot of things.

Besides, telling him this matter is not easy to deal with. Shan Chengjun is no longer a thing, but he is also a former comrade. Just blame Shan Chengjun. I'm afraid that the salesman can't do such a thing, so I'll hide it for now."

After two discussions, he decided to go find his friend.

Could it be that his friend's surname was Sun?

Li Banfeng did not rush to the newspaper office, but returned to his home.

Shan Chengjun did come to Puluozhou and fought against the lady. Some details still need to be confirmed with the lady.

The lady has told the details and publicized the matter. Mr. Kong Fang and his people in Xuehuapu can also provide circumstantial evidence. By guiding the circumstantial evidence in another direction, there is also hope of turning it into ironclad evidence. The whole plan seems to be foolproof.

But Li Banfeng was still a little worried. He thought it was best to discuss this matter with the salesman.

The record player thought about it for a long time and said to Li Banfeng: "My lord, this matter is not easy to decide. I can't make up my mind, but I think of an old incident and want to tell my lord. I don't know if your lord wants to hear it."

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Of course you have to listen to what the lady says."

"Then the little slave has said it. Sir, please don't blame the little slave for nagging."

Breathe in! Breathe in!

Warm steam is blowing out of the trumpet, and some faint sound of the harp can be heard.

"Back when I was still singing in the garden, there was a girl with a particularly good voice. She looked like someone who would be rewarded by God.

She went on stage at the age of seven and sang until she was twelve. This girl was already quite famous, but all her glory was on the stage. Off stage, in front of the class leader, she was still a servant girl.

When cleaning the house for the class leader that day, this girl tore one of the class leader's favorite robes. She was frightened at the time. She was really afraid that the class leader would beat her to death.

This is no joke. Our class leader has beaten many people to death, and I saw them all with my own eyes.

There is a sister in the class who has a good figure but an average voice. She is good-looking, but her appearance is not good. She suffers from stage fright when she goes on stage. She always has a wooden face. The class leader looks down on her and always says that he will sell her to a brothel.

This is not a joke. We had many little sisters at that time who were sold to the brothels by him.

Fortunately, this sister is good at needlework. She usually sews and mends, and also does a lot of things for the team. The class leader reluctantly left her to do odd jobs.

The girl ruined the class leader's robe, and this sister caught her, but she didn't tell anyone about it.

She sewed the class leader's robe so well that no trace of stitching could be seen. The girl thanked her profusely. From then on, she and this sister became friends.

Sister and son have a deep relationship. If there is food, the two of them will share it. If there is food, the two of them will change clothes together.

One day, the class leader took the girl out to sing at the house of a member of the Communist Party of China. When she came back,

The class leader made new clothes for the girl and bought a lot of delicious food.

The girl quickly took all the food and clothing to share with her sister, but her sister felt something was wrong, so she went out to inquire. Later she found out that the member of the party liked actors and had married many actors as concubines, but he had been married to the family for less than a year.

All the actors have disappeared,

Some people said that his wife was too cruel and beat all the actors to death. Others said that this gentleman was extremely conscientious and had a special way of torturing women. He had ruined all the actors who married her to death.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, the girl didn't want to die. She didn't want to marry this member of the Communist Party of China. She wanted to live. She wanted to find a chance to escape.

At that time, the girl was still thinking about telling her sister about this matter, but in private, she thought about it, if her sister knew about this matter, would it actually implicate her sister?

If I told my sister about this, would she be embarrassed?

If the sister is really scared and tells the class leader the secret, will the girl's life be over?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened the girl became. After careful consideration, she did not tell her sister that one night when she was going to the hut, the girl took the opportunity to climb over the wall and ran away.

She didn't bring any money or food. She seldom went out and didn't even know the way. She was caught after running away for two days.

After she came back, she and her sister were locked up in the woodshed and beaten severely. The girl didn't understand why her sister was also locked up.

Later she found out that the class teacher thought that her sister and the girl were usually close to each other. If the girl ran away, her sister must know the inside story.

The girl begged the class leader for mercy. She said that her sister didn’t know anything and asked the class leader to spare her sister.

Who would have thought that the class leader was an evil ghost and had no humanity at all. The more the girl begged him, the angrier he became and he beat the girl and her sister to death.

I heard that before the sister was beaten to death, I never blamed the girl, but the girl felt really regretful. She didn't have the shame to see the sister in the underworld.

Afterwards, we thought that before the girl ran away, we should discuss it with her sister. If she really trusted her, we shouldn't be afraid that she would ruin things.

If the two sisters run together and look after each other on the way, they might actually run away, husband, what do you think?"

The record was slowly rotating on the tray, and a song "Happy Meeting" was playing. The lady was telling old things,

While singing along with the Huqin.

"The flowers in the forest have faded their spring reds. It's too hurried, but the cold rain comes in the morning, the wind comes in the evening, and the wind comes in the evening."

The tears of rouge are drunk together, no matter how long it lasts, it is natural that hatred grows in life, and water flows eastward."

After hearing this, Hong Ying shed tears in the second room.

Miss Ninth said from the side: "You killed countless people on the battlefield, but you can still shed tears?"

Hong Ying covered her chest and said, "There are some things that I really don't understand, but this song hurts my heart." Miss Jiu sighed, "Yes, a famous lady, there are some things that you definitely don't understand."

"Actually, I understand—" Hong Ying sobbed, "At that time, it would have been nice if I could have said one more thing."

Miss Jiu sighed: "There is no regret in taking medicine, but where did this thing come from? Is it Zhao Xiaowan's life experience?

I have heard about her life experience, and this is very different from what I have heard."

Hong Ying wiped her tears and said, "Xiao Wan suddenly asked me what her name was that day, and I felt strange."

Miss Ninth fell into deep thought: "How much of what we know is fabricated?"

Li Banfeng stood up, hugged the record player, and asked softly: "Madam, is the leader still alive?"

The record player smiled: "He was dead a long time ago. He was chopped alive with one knife after another. The leader was afraid of the pain and kept begging for mercy on the day he died. The one who killed him was a cruel person. If he begged for mercy once, he would be chopped into pieces one more time. All in all.

Killed him more than three thousand times."

"Okay! What a good lady!" Li Banfeng hugged and kissed her for a long time while holding the record player, and then left her home and stood on the roof of Xiaoyaowu. Li Banfeng looked at the clouds on the horizon.

You have to tell the salesman about this.

Li Banfeng jumped up and flew over the piece of cloud that locked the salesman.

In the past, the skills of Yunmen were all performed unconsciously, which caused many misunderstandings among the salesmen, thinking that Li Banfeng went to Yuncai to burn his house.

This time, Li Banfeng flew to the clouds consciously and paid careful attention to the scenery on the clouds.

This cloud is very big, much bigger than the clouds in Kongfang's direction. There are not only flowers and plants on the clouds, but also patches of forest.

In the middle of the forest, Li Banfeng found an open space. In the center of the open space was a three-story bungalow.

The courtyard walls are white, the building walls are also white, the bungalows are beautifully built and kept very clean.

Only the ivy on the wall is a bit of a nuisance to the scenery. One part of these ivy is long, one is short, one is missing, and one is missing. At first glance, it seems that they have been neglected.

Li Banfeng entered the yard with a lighter and walked to the wall. He was about to set a fire, but after hesitating for a moment, he realized a key issue.

Why should I set a fire?

There seems to be no clear reason, I just feel that this process is quite familiar after entering the door.

Then I thought about it again, why did the wall-crawler become like this?

"Did I really burn down the salesman's house before?" Li Banfeng thought to himself for a moment, feeling that this was not a good idea.

But how can we find the salesman without burning down the house?

Go into the house and take a look. Maybe the salesman is at home, or maybe his lover is in the house and knows where he is.

After putting away the lighter, Li Banfeng entered the gate of the foreign-style building.

The first floor is a wide living room with a two-story height. The floor and walls are crystal clear, reflecting the silhouette of people.

But the furnishings were relatively simple. Apart from a circle of sofas and a crystal chandelier, Li Banfeng saw no other conspicuous furniture.

This crystal chandelier is really not small. It hangs from the second-story roof. If you stand a little higher on the first floor, you can touch the pendant. But Li Banfeng didn't see any candles on this lamp.

This is above the clouds. Electricity and gas are certainly not available. Without candles, how should we light this lamp?

There was a spiral staircase in the living room leading to the second floor. Li Banfeng was about to go upstairs when he suddenly felt a danger approaching.
To be continued...