Chapter 300 Oil Pot

"My lord, the key to the technique of "Zhaixinrenrenhou" is to think about your own house in your mind to make your body thick.

Thinking about the house makes the body thick.

This association process is a little more complicated.

The lady adjusted the angle of the fire and projected a photo of a large mansion on the wall.

“A superior house should be solid and heavy so that it can shelter from wind and rain during normal times and resist foreign enemies in times of war.

No matter whether it is a dragon's pool, a tiger's den, or a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, all dangers are outside the walls. As long as you are in the mansion, the home builder has nothing to fear. "

Li Banfeng was deeply touched by this.

As for the home repairman, as long as he is in his own house, he is not afraid even if he travels around the universe.

The record player continued: "My husband, imagine yourself like your own house. Concentrate all the solidity and weight of the house on your body, and make your body indestructible."

The process is understandable, but it is difficult for Li Banfeng.

He could not imagine his own house; he had never seen its overall shape.

What can we do?

Ignoring the real appearance of the residence, I just want to look like a solid house!

Li Banfeng tried it twice, but his body did not change at all.

The record player reminded: "My husband, you must think about our house. There is no use thinking about other houses."

It has to be my own house.

Imagine a steam train?

Not to mention, the steam train is also quite sturdy.

Li Banfeng tried it several times and felt that his body had indeed changed, as if there was a thick layer of iron armor on his body.

This time it should be a success. With this armor, the defense power has skyrocketed.

Li Banfeng tried it several times and felt that he was very proficient in the technique.

"Madam, we're done studying. I'm going to buy groceries." Li Banfeng was about to go out, but was blocked by steam.

"Ms. sir, don't be anxious, let me try it first."

You might as well give it a try.

Li Banfeng tried to predict the trajectory of the needle's attack.

After spending so much time together, Li Banfeng had a certain understanding of his wife's habit of taking action.

Moreover, this is a discussion between husband and wife. The lady will definitely not be ruthless. Don’t worry about the vital points. She will most likely find a less important place to prick her...

Whoops!

Li Banfeng was steamed by his wife until his whole body turned red.

"Hey, sir, I only used a small amount of strength, but you can't stop me. Your technique is useless."

Li Banfeng pondered for a while and said, "I thought you were going to prick me with a needle, but who knew you were going to burn me with steam."

The record player sneered: "Hey, sir, are you still not convinced? The slave said it was a life-and-death blow, but he didn't say it had to be done with a sharp weapon."

Li Banfeng grabbed the squeaky nest of the record player and said, "Baby lady, you've learned badly."

The record player chuckled for a while: "Mr., stop making trouble and learn the skills first."

What the lady said makes sense. It's hard to tell what means the other party will use to deal with the situation.

Just being hard is not enough, it must be fireproof, high temperature resistant, corrosion resistant...all aspects must be considered.

Li Banfeng calmed down and thought about every detail for more than half an hour, then said to the record player: "I'm ready this time, madam, just do it."

The record player nodded: "My husband, this is a good posture. The technique is used, but it may not be useful."

Li Banfeng couldn't understand: "It's been used, why do you still say it's useless?"

"Hey, sir, let me give you an analogy," the record player cleared its throat, and the gongs and drums suddenly sounded, "Haoran's righteousness soared into the sky, and he woke up the stars!"

Excerpt from the Peking Opera "The Battle of Red Cliff", "Zhuang Farewell".

Li Banfeng fell to the ground with a pop.

The technique really didn't work.

Li Banfeng forgot to do sound insulation.

This song "Farewell" was sung with great momentum, and Li Banfeng was shaking all over and sweating profusely.

If the lady had exerted just a little more force, Li Banfeng's ears would be completely deaf.

After he calmed down, Li Banfeng panted for a long time and said, "Let's do it again!"

"Hey, sir, we can't come again today. Just try to think about it, I'm afraid you won't have enough strength anymore."

Li Banfeng once again imagined himself as a steam train, but this time his body did not feel any changes.

"The skill of being kind and generous can only be used once a day. My husband didn't use it the first time, so he reluctantly used it the second time. Before tomorrow, my husband should not use it again."

Li Banfeng was unwilling to give in. He looked at the record player and said, "Madam, you know me. Two or three times is nothing to me."

The record player laughed and said: "Mr. sir, don't show off, rest first."

He said I was trying to be brave...

Li Banfeng took out the oil can in anger.

The record player trembled: "Hey, sir, dear sir, I didn't mean to be sarcastic. I really want you to rest. I'm talking too much. I know you're wrong. Isn't that okay? Please be gentle, sir. Look, sir." Be more accurate..."

The lady's voice was muffled.

Hong Ying sneered: "This madman went to the wrong place again. I will hurt you to death, you evil woman!"

…

In the center of the large dance floor at Paramount, Lu Dongtang, the eldest son of Lu Maoxian, held a cup of tea in his hands and presented it to Lu Chunying in front of the whole family, young and old.

Lu Maoxian's revenge was avenged by Lu Chunying, the daughter of the clan family. According to the rules of the Lu family, Lu Maoxian had to serve tea to express gratitude.

Lu Mao first reasoned that he was still injured and could not get out of bed, so he asked his eldest son Lu Dongtang to serve tea on his behalf, which Lu Chunying happily accepted.

The scene was very big today, many people came, even Duan Shaoxia, the wife of the Zong family, was present.

Lu Chunying took the tea bowl from Lu Dongtang's hand, took a sip and put it aside.

She stared at Lu Dongtang for a moment, and asked someone to bring another cup of tea.

"You are my elder, Uncle Dongtang, I offer you this cup of tea." Lu Chunying handed the teacup to Lu Dongtang.

Lu Chunying didn't need to return the toast, but this was arranged by Monkey Qiu, so that she could show the magnanimity of the daughter of the clan.

Lu Dongtang's face turned purple, he drank the tea, and returned to his seat.

No matter how uncomfortable he was, he had to sit down.

Not only was he uncomfortable, but everyone in the family was uncomfortable. Lu Dongtang's youngest daughter Lu Yuanju almost bit her teeth.

She was a little older than Lu Chunying. Yesterday, when she learned that her father was going to offer tea to a little girl to thank him, Lu Yuanju was so angry that she didn't sleep all night.

She had already prepared for revenge. Although she hadn't entered the Taoist sect yet, she knew a lot about the rules of the Taoist sect.

She knew that ordinary people who practiced the three levels of the Taoist sect would die.

Deducing from this characteristic, she thought of a clever plan to deal with Lu Chunying.

She prepared three kinds of medicinal powders, and when the banquet was over, sprinkled them on Lu Chunying!

According to seniority, I am her elder sister, and she will definitely not be suspicious of me.

Afterwards, I said that I wanted to enter the Taoist sect, and I hadn't chosen the medicinal powder yet, so I accidentally sprinkled it on that girl.

Lu Yuanju looked at Lu Dongtang's face and clenched his fists secretly.

Dad!

Don't be sad!

I will take the blame for offending the clan for you!

I wonder what the clan can do to me!

Two hours later, the banquet was over.

Lu Chunying was still greeting the relatives of the Lu family.

"Miss Chunying, I really admire you. We waited all night and didn't even see anyone, but you took care of it with one move!"

Lu Chunying smiled modestly: "I am only a few years old, and how much cultivation I have, all relying on the efforts of the seniors."

Not taking credit for herself, but also tactfully expressing the foundation behind her, Lu Chunying's words made Monkey Qiu very satisfied.

Everyone echoed: "Miss Chunying is brave and resourceful, and she is so generous. You can just tell me what to do in the future. Our family will obey the orders of the clan."

After leaving the Paramount, a car was ready in front of the door. Lu Chunying was about to get in the car when she heard someone behind her shouting: "Sister Chunying, wait a minute, I have something to give you."

Lu Chunying turned around and it turned out to be Lu Yuanju: "Sister Yuanju, what is it?"

Lu Yuanju reached into her shoulder bag: "A friend brought back a necklace from another state. It is said that the craftsmanship is not bad. I brought two in total, and I will give you one."

"Really!" Lu Chunying's eyes widened, looking at Lu Yuanju's shoulder bag, and her right hand quietly pulled out the folding fan from her waist.

Lu Yuanju grabbed three bags of medicine powder, pulled them out suddenly, and threw the powder at Lu Chunying.

Lu Chunying was prepared, tiptoed to the ground, stepped back a few steps, and avoided the powder.

She unfolded the folding fan and waved it back and forth at Lu Yuanju.

All three kinds of powders floated on Lu Yuanju's face, and she rolled on the ground in pain.

Monkey Qiu protected Lu Chunying behind him. Tan Fucheng looked at Lu Yuanju in astonishment and asked in a low voice: "What kind of medicine did she sprinkle?"

Monkey Qiu was also shocked: "It seems to be the powder for entry."

Tan Fucheng didn't understand: "Why did she sprinkle this?"

Monkey Qiu couldn't figure it out. Lu Chunying said: "She should want me to get more powder on me, and then want to kill me."

Tan Fucheng frowned and said: "Who gave her this bad idea? She is a white lamb who has not entered the door, and she still wants to throw powder on the cultivator?

If you really have the ability to sprinkle powder on others, wouldn't it be better to throw two pounds of poison?"

Lu Dongtang rushed out and saw his daughter covered with powder, and quickly asked someone to call a doctor.

The doctor looked at Lu Yuanju and didn't want to touch her. The powder stuck to his hands and it was very painful.

Lu Chunying asked Tan Fucheng: "Brother Tan, is she practicing three sects at the same time?"

Tan Fucheng laughed and said: "What's the use of practicing three sects? She doesn't even have the foundation for one sect. What's the use of applying the powder?"

Seeing that Lu Yuanju didn't struggle much, Lu Chunying asked: "Is she dead?"

Tan Fucheng shook his head: "It's hard to say. The entry medicine hurts the body, and the three-door powder will cause serious injuries.

If she has a level of cultivation, she should be able to bear it, but she didn't enter the sect, and she applied so much powder. If she doesn't die, she will become a useless person. What do you think she is thinking?"

Lu Dongtang asked someone to carry Lu Yuanju away, and Duan Shaoxia came over from the Paramount.

"Chunying, you did a decent job today and made Dongliang proud." Duan Shaoxia praised Lu Chunying repeatedly, with a loving look in her eyes.

Lu Chunying bowed quickly and said, "Thank you, Madam, for your praise."

Duan Shaoxia smiled and said, "This child is so sensible. Zhiheng, don't let Chunying live outside. Move back home."

Qiu Zhiheng looked at Lu Chunying and said nothing.

Lu Chunying bowed to Duan Shaoxia again, "Madam, I am practicing hard these days. Let me wait for the moving."

Neither agree nor disagree.

The measure is just right.

Duan Shaoxia nodded repeatedly, still praising Lu Chunying, and a bloodshot burst out of her eyes unconsciously.

Lu Chunying never raised her head, and she never looked into Duan Shaoxia's eyes.

……

Li Banfeng sat in the Suishenju, not in a very good mood.

He and his wife had been sparring for two whole days, and he never won.

The record player sighed and said, "Husband, why don't we not compete anymore? The skill of being kind to others needs time to be polished."

It really needs to be polished.

The lady's means of attack are varied and bizarre, and there are always things that Li Banfeng could not imagine.

After a lot of effort, Li Banfeng had basically thought everything through, but before he was ready, he was scalded by his wife's steam.

"My husband, when we fight against the enemy, life and death will be decided in a moment. It will take you an hour to prepare. I'm afraid it won't work."

Li Banfeng looked at the record player and smiled.

The record player trembled, thinking that Li Banfeng was going to oil it again.

Li Banfeng didn't oil it, he wanted to go out for a walk.

After staying at home for two days, his practice of traveling and cultivation was greatly lost.

And Li Banfeng also wanted to go out to shoot some materials to prepare for the next use of the projector.

The record player was startled and broke into a cold sweat. Hong Ying laughed and said, "I didn't expect this madman to spare you. When I was sleeping last night, I heard him shouting "oil pot, oil pot!"

Li Banfeng went out and stepped out. Suddenly, the whole person fell into a slippery bottomless abyss.

Slippery...

What is so slippery?

Is this... oil?

A large amount of oil kept pouring into my mouth, nose and eyes.

Did I fall into the oil pan?

Li Banfeng kicked his legs hard and swam up from the oil water until he reached the surface of the oil.

He looked around.

There was land, a coastline, and a small island.

This is not an oil pan, it is a lake, a lake full of oil.

How did I get here?

PS: Did Suishenju misunderstand?

Thanks to the leader Midnight★Moore for his strong support for Sala.