Chapter 212: Deception Cultivator
No wonder Li Banfeng found the man likable. And no wonder the whole village felt strangely endearing to him.
Iron Gate Fort was a gathering place for Homebound Cultivators, which Li Banfeng found rather puzzling.
Homebound Cultivators, by nature, did not like dealing with other people. In fact, the very idea of a "gathering" was already extremely difficult for them.
There was another problem too. Every Homebound Cultivator had a fixed residence. They were not the sort who packed up and moved whenever they pleased. And so, getting many of them to live together in one place seemed like something that could only exist in one's imagination.
And yet, Iron Gate Fort really existed and quite a number of Homebound Cultivators lived here. When Li Banfeng looked around, he saw house after house packed tightly together. They stretched so far into the distance that he could not even see where the village ended.
A burst of arguing suddenly interrupted Li Banfeng's thoughts.
A young woman had come out to buy rice. She opened the sack, rummaged through it with her hand, and quickly discovered something unpleasant. There was quite a lot of sand mixed in.
She immediately turned to the old man driving the donkey cart and questioned, "Every time I buy rice from you, there's sand in it. And there's more and more each time. This is way outrageous!"
"The grain gets hauled from far away," he said. "Isn't it normal for it to have a bit of dirt, a bit of sand mixed in? If you are that delicate, then don't eat rice. Eat meat every day instead. There's no sand in meat."