Chapter 309 New Record Player Technique

An old man who farmed said that Xiao Genzi's gold juice was not good enough.

Xiao Genzi was unhappy.

"Old man, don't look at my spoonful of gold, it's not much. If you spread it evenly, it can fertilize an acre of land.

If you think it's not enough, I can give you this bucket.

But you casually said that the quality is not good enough, I don't like it. Do you know what kind of Taoism I am?"

The old man smiled: "What other Taoism can you be? Looking at your outfit, you are a gold cultivator."

Xiao Genzi was stunned. Gold cultivators are so rare, and this old man can actually recognize them.

"Since you know I am a gold cultivator, why do you say that my quality is not good enough?"

"Not good is not good, your gold juice doesn't even have a taste." As he spoke, the old man touched the gold juice in the spoon with his hand.

Xiao Genzi quickly took back the spoon: "Old man, you can't touch this. It's hard to wash if you touch it."

The old man had already touched it, and Xiao Genzi quickly found medicine powder to help the old man wash his hands.

The old man waved his hand and said, "No need to bother, smell it yourself, is there any smell?"

Xiao Genzi smelled the old man's hand, and there was really no smell at all.

Did he take the wrong golden juice? Or did the old man have other means?

It is impossible to take the wrong golden juice, Xiao Genzi was a little scared.

The old man put down the hoe and smiled and said, "What level of cultivation are you?"

"This is not something you should ask." Xiao Genzi took two steps back.

The old man said, "I see you are carrying five buckets, do you have the fifth level of cultivation?"

Xiao Genzi heard his chest and said, "Yes, five levels!"

Of course he didn't have the fifth level of cultivation. He bought ten buckets when he met the peddler last time, and took five of them on his back first. He couldn't carry the remaining five, so he kept them as backup for the time being.

The old man shook his head and said, "If you really have the fifth level of cultivation, the quality is too poor. The fifth level of gold juice, if you spill it casually, can turn a living person into mud."

The old man waved his hand, and one of the buckets on Xiao Genzi's body was gone.

In surprise, the old man took out a small spoon from his arms, stirred the bucket twice, scooped out a spoonful, and threw it on the stone next to him.

With a series of sizzling sounds, the stone immediately turned into mud.

Genzi was scared and almost dropped the bucket to the ground.

The old man smiled with the spoon in his hand: "Tell the truth, what level are you?"

Genzi said with a strong aura: "It's the fifth level!"

"You brag without knowing the limit!" The old man was angry, "Your gold juice is barely enough for the third level!"

Enough for the third level?

Genzi is a second-level gold cultivator, and he can mix the third level of gold juice. In the past, Xiao Genzi would have been a little proud.

But now is not the time to be proud, he doesn't know the origin of this old man.

"There are still people in the Taoist sect, and they are strong-willed," the old man laughed, "To mix the golden juice, you can't just work hard, here is the trick, you put the bucket down first and see my skills."

...

Li Banfeng brought Cao Zhida to Lanyang Village and looked for Xiao Genzi.

Many people in Lanyang Village knew Genzi, and they all said that he went to practice with the bucket on his back, but they couldn't tell where he went, and no one was willing to watch him practice.

For the land reclamation, Xiao Genzi couldn't be relied on alone, so Li Banfeng asked Cao Zhida to recruit a group of land reclamation people in Lanyang Village.

There are many hunters in Lanyang Village, and many of them have done land reclamation for a living. Li Qi gave a lot of money, and many people signed up, but the rules must be made clear, after the land reclamation, they must become landlords.

Cao Zhida said: "Seventh Master, this is for you to open up the wasteland. You have to be the landlord. The money has been paid, but you still spoil them?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said: "This local god has different rules. The opener must be the landlord."

Cao Zhida was stunned: "There is such a rule? Isn't this a bargain for these hunters?"

"Whether it is cheap or not, let's talk about it later."

The next day, Xiao Genzi didn't come back. This is also a common thing. Genzi went out to practice, and sometimes he was not seen for several days and nights.

Li Banfeng took more than 50 people to the new land. He ran back in less than a day at the beginning. That was because he was a sixth-level travel cultivator.

These people didn't have such pace. They had to walk a lot along the way.

...

He Haisheng got off the train and bought a newspaper at the station.

The newspaper headline said that the Lu family's special train was attacked and eleven supporters died in battle.

Who is so bold to attack the Lu family's special train?

This is not only aimed at the Lu family, but also attacked the train, and even the defense envoy was offended.

He Haisheng took a quick look, called a rickshaw at the station entrance, and went to the He family mansion.

He Haiqin was eating pork elbows in the restaurant. When he heard that He Haisheng was back, he hurried to the main hall to greet him: "Old Third, why are you back? Didn't I ask you to look after Jiaqing?"

He Haisheng looked around, and He Haiqin understood what he meant, and took He Haisheng into the study.

"What happened?"

He Haisheng lowered his voice and said: "Brother, Jiaqing is not in good condition."

He Haiqin was stunned: "What's wrong? Those doctors from other states don't treat him well, right? Is Jiaqing's injury worse again?"

"Brother, I'm not talking about the injury," He Haisheng sighed, "I think he is hiding something from you."

He Haiqin remained calm and asked: "What is he hiding from me?"

"I found this in Jiaqing's ward." He Haisheng took out a wooden box.

He Haiqin took the wooden box, broke the seal on the box, opened the lid, and the strong aroma of medicine hit him.

"Golden Yuan Pill?" He Haiqin looked at the quality of the pill.

He Haisheng said, "Superior Golden Yuan Pill, thirty pills in total. Where do you think this thing came from?"

He Haiqin looked at the elixir and said, "I guess it was made from red lotus."

"Didn't Honglian be brought back to Puluozhou? Whether it was his friend Li Banfeng or his fiancée Lu Xiaolan, they were all brought back. This thing is not in Jiaqing's hands, but how could this pill appear in this place? Hospital?"

He Haiqin put the elixir back into the box and asked, "Where did you find this elixir?"

"Toilet, that day I couldn't help but want to smoke, so I lit one in the ward toilet. The smell of cigarette made me smell the medicine. I found a hidden compartment on the wall behind the toilet. I saw These elixirs,

This secret grid must have been opened by Jiaqing, and these pills must have been hidden by him. Brother, what you said before is right, Jiaqing is indeed hiding something from us. "

He Haiqin was silent for a moment and suddenly smiled.

There was a long-lost relief in his smile.

He Haisheng was stunned: "Brother, why are you laughing?"

He Haiqin laughed and sighed: "If he really wants to hide, you can't find him at all."

"How do you say this?"

"He can deceive Puozhou, but he can't deceive you? He deliberately placed these pills in the toilet, just to let you see it, just to let you bring it to me." He Haiqin collected the pill box and returned to the restaurant. Then gnaw on the elbow.

He has a very good appetite and even pulled up a chair for He Haisheng: "Don't just watch, eat with your brother!"

He Haisheng ate two pieces of beef, shook his head and said, "Brother, I still don't understand."

He Haiqin smiled and said: "You don't have to understand, just go to other states and take care of my son for me."

He Haisheng accompanied him to eat for a while and then went back to his room to rest.

After He Haiqin had eaten and drank enough, he returned to his room, opened the elixir box, and said to himself: "Although I am being scheming, I still know how to honor you, I have not raised you in vain."

He wanted to take a pill, but he still hesitated.

Forget it, I'll find a medicine practitioner tomorrow to check the toxicity.

…

He Haisheng returned to Yuezhou and arrived at the Third Hospital. He sat in front of the hospital bed and silently looked at He Jiaqing on the bed.

He leaned down and whispered in He Jiaqing's ear:

"Third uncle, please lie down for me for a few days. When I finish my work, I will let you go."

…

With Curie on hand, Hong Ying was dressing up in front of the mirror.

She suddenly turned her face and said to the record player: "Xiaowan, do you think my eyes are attractive?"

Huchichichi~

The record player laughed repeatedly: "You don't have any eyes, you obviously painted them with rouge!"

"What's wrong with the painting? Doesn't it look good? I have a face, and you don't even have room to paint!"

During these days, the tip of Hong Ying's spear became more and more rounded. It was not as cold as before, and it was slightly blood-colored. If you don't look carefully, it really resembles a human face.

The record player snorted coldly: "What's the rush? If you try a few more times, I can do it!"

Hong Ying smiled and said: "You have tried so many times and learned a lot of useless skills, but you can't even grow a single hair."

The record player didn't care much: "What's the point of having so much hair?"

"How can you say it's useless?" Hong Ying took a comb and combed it carefully, "Without this hair, how can I still look like a woman?"

Gauntlet lowered his voice and said to Tang Dao: "You can comb your hair with a spear in front of the mirror. How scary is that?"

Hong Ying raised her foot and kicked her glove on the wall.

Tang Dao took a few steps back, laughed dryly and said, "General Hong's hair is beautiful, and I think it looks very good!"

Hong Ying took the comb and said to the record player: "I tell you, I have hair not only on my bald head, but also on other places!"

The record player sneered: "What? You have a beard?"

"Wicked woman, just keep your mouth venomous. I'll seduce your man away in two days and see if you feel any pain."

"Bitch, you have to be able to do that too."

"Why don't you have this ability? I have everything now. I'll grow a mouth in two days. I can eat, drink, and defecate. I'm such a beautiful woman. Isn't it much better than your machine?"

"Let's see how capable you are! I'll tear your face apart right now!"

A cloud of steam rushed over, and the hot tip of the gun turned red.

Hong Ying didn't show any weakness and stepped forward to fight with the record player.

Li Banfeng pushed the door open and walked in. He quickly twisted the needle of the record player, let go of Hong Ying's hair, and said softly: "Hey, sir, you're back!"

"Back!" Li Banfeng hugged the record player and became intimate for a moment.

Hong Ying also stepped forward to greet Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng avoided Hong Ying and lay on the bed.

No matter how much Hong Ying had changed, Li Banfeng acted as if he hadn't seen it. Hong Ying really couldn't understand this.

Warm steam surrounded Li Banfeng, and the record player asked with concern: "My dear husband, was it hard to travel to Xindi?"

"It's not that hard, it's just..." Li Banfeng didn't know how to start.

It’s a day’s journey, and I haven’t reached it even after ten days of walking.

In the evening, everyone camped in the wilderness. Li Banfeng found an opportunity to go back to his home and travel with people who were not traveling monks. It was really torture for Li Banfeng.

"Mr. Xindi, there is no distinction between black and white. Staying for a long time will make people forget the time. Some weirdos will take this opportunity to harm people.

You take Mengde with you and take a look at it from time to time to remind yourself, at least don't forget to go home. "

"Bring a calendar card with you?" Li Banfeng looked at Mengde's size and still felt it was inconvenient.

"It doesn't matter, I just need to change it for my husband."

"What do you want to change, madam?" Meng De shivered in fear.

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt at all." A cloud of steam covered the month plate, and as the steam swirled, the month plate began to twist and deform.

Meng De cried out miserably: "Madam, please forgive me, this is too scary!"

"Bitch, if you cry again, I'll tear your mouth apart!" The record player spent half an hour to transform Meng De and Li Banfeng's pocket watch into one.

"Husband, open it and take a look."

Li Banfeng opened the pocket watch and found Meng De shivering on the dial.

"Husband, try to pull the handle of the watch."

Li Banfeng pulled the handle of the watch, and the pocket watch extended in all directions and turned into a calendar.

"Madam, how did you do it?" Li Banfeng was very surprised.

Huff~

The record player laughed and said, "Husband, this is a little trick that I just learned."

"This doesn't look like a little trick, it's a craftsman's technique, right?" Li Banfeng was very sure that Xiao Chuanzi couldn't do this.

"Hey, my husband, I have learned a lot of new tricks, some of which you can really use."

Hong Ying sneered and murmured, "Why are you showing off? You still can't learn what you want to learn the most!"

PS: Did you learn all this from Suishenju?