Chapter 705: Song of Flowers

In the round dance floor, Li Banfeng was sitting on a chair, enjoying Meng De's singing and dancing.

Mengde's performance today was brilliant, and the audience kept applauding, but Li Banfeng always felt that something was missing.

Whether it was skills or emotions, Li Banfeng couldn't tell. If the lady was around, she would definitely be able to point out the problem. Just like before going to bed, Li Banfeng asked Mengde to stand beside the bed and sing. The lady was always there holding a board. Two words of advice.

Thinking of my wife—

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and Li Banfeng woke up from his sleep.

He realized that he was having a dream that he shouldn't have had.

He got out from under the bed, looked at the surrounding environment, and then took out the judge's pen from under a pile of newspapers.

"Brother, which room did you come from?"

"Huh!" Judge Bi didn't bother to get angry or answer.

Li Banfeng quickly walked to the main room. Hong Ying had just helped his wife up and found Meng De from under the table: "What did I tell you, don't let Qilang dream about the house, you can't even do this! "

Mengde felt aggrieved, and the record player advised him: "Forget it, dreams are changing rapidly, and Mengde will inevitably make mistakes. My husband, please clean up and go to sleep."

Li Banfeng had the nerve to sleep at home. Ever since he learned how to open a bridal chamber, as long as he dreamed about home at home, something would inevitably happen at home. Sometimes he would disturb more than a dozen rooms and turn them upside down.

It is reasonable for him to have just learned the technique and not master it well. Li Banfeng moved to Xiaoyaowu and slept for one night. At dawn the next day, he went to the new land. Today was the day when Qin Tianjiu took over the land and became the land god.

Although there was a ready-made contract, Xiaopang didn't understand the process of becoming a local god. Ma Wu invited Feng Daiku to give guidance. Unexpectedly, Pan Dehai came all the way from Haichiling to congratulate Xiaopang.

As soon as he saw Pan Dehai, Feng Daiku turned around and left. Fortunately, Pan Dehai was also knowledgeable. He helped Xiaopang take over the land boundary and taught Xiaopang some essentials for guarding the land boundary.

Gao Shuxia looked at Xiaopang Qin and her eyes almost popped out with greed. She also wanted to be the Earth God.

Baimeiyu poked her in the waist: "Don't just watch, do something serious."

The two searched the crowd for a long time, but could not find Li Qi and only saw Ma Wu.

Baimuyu walked closer and carefully saluted, "May I ask if you are the fifth young master?"

Ma Wu looked up and down, nodded slightly and said, "It's Ma."

Baimuyu looked up at Ma Wu, feeling a little rude, and lowered his head in panic: "I have admired the young master for a long time, and it is truly a blessing to meet him today."

While talking, Baimuyu glanced at Ma Wu, his cheeks already turning red.

Gao Shuxia looked on and sneered in her heart.

Does she still know how to blush?

The flounder has been roaming around in Xindi for many years and is a well-known wandering monster. What man has she not seen before?

Moreover, she is a hundred-eye fish, so why does she need to peek at Ma Wu? She could look at him however she wanted. She looked at Ma Wu from top to bottom. She looked like this. Wasn't she just trying to talk to Ma Wu?

But I heard that Ma Wu is a romantic young man, and maybe he really wants to take advantage of her tricks.

"The girl praised me so much. Ma is flattered. Girl, please come over here!" Ma Wu quickly found a wooden house and asked Baimuyu to sit down.

This wooden house was left by the hunters who opened up the wasteland. It was very simple. Ma Wu took a tablecloth from his men and spread it on the table, and put a teapot and tea fruits on it.

Close the windows with curtains and light candles.

Laying a red carpet on the ground and decorating the window sills and corners with a few bouquets of flowers, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.

Seeing Ma Wu's attentiveness, Gao Shuxia smiled lightly. This silly boy took the bait.

Baimuyu's idea is correct. Only through Ma Wu deceiving Li Qi's ideas can things in the realm be achieved.

After waiting outside the wooden house for more than an hour, Baimuyu came out and nodded slightly towards Gao Shuxia.

Gao Shuxia hurriedly greeted her: "Is the matter settled?"

Baimuyu nodded: "Okay, I told him, we came here with Pan Dehai, mainly to find Li Qi. We also want a piece of new land, not too much, just one piece, we can use it together.

Although we are following Pan Dehai now, we have never done anything with him and have no friendship with him. From now on, we will follow Li Qi and Ma Wu steadily and promise to be loyal and undivided. "

Gao Shuxia stared at the hundred-eye fish for a long time and asked, "Did you try to trick the horse into five words just now?"

"Yeah." Hundred-eye fish nodded.

"Where are Li Qi?"

Baimuyu thought for a long time, shook his head and said, "It seems Ma Wu didn't say anything."

Pan Dehai was busy and helped Qin Tianjiu finish all the things. He was sitting under the tree to rest when Li Banfeng came to him and handed him a cup of tea: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Pan."

Pan Dehai shook his head and said: "Qin Tianjiu and I have a master-disciple relationship, and Qin Tianjiu and you have a brotherhood.

You are a virtuous person in the younger generation. It is our duty to help virtuous people and do virtuous things. How can we say it is hard work? "

"Mr. Pan said it well," Li Banfeng put down the tea, "Then let's just discuss the price."

"Brother Li Qi, you have misunderstood me too much," Pan Dehai sighed, "We have known each other for so many years, and I have never argued with you about the gains and losses. You just opened your mouth to talk about the price, but it didn't make people feel cold to the core. "

After speaking, Pan Dehai took out a small statue and handed it to Li Banfeng.

This is the statue of the Seventh Master. Li Banfeng has seen it before, and he also has another one in his hand, which was also given by Pan Dehai.

"Mr. Pan, is this your magic weapon to gain popularity?"

Pan Dehai shook his head and smiled: "This is a technique used to collect popularity, but it is not a magic weapon."

This sentence clarifies the key point.

Pan Dehai can help Li Banfeng gather the popularity of Haichiling, and this is his unique method.

Li Banfeng touched the touch of the statue, and the surge of popularity almost overflowed.

Pan Dehai drank tea and said slowly: "Haichiling has had a good year this year. It seems that I have put a lot of effort into it, but in the end the credit goes to Master Qi. I can't help feeling a little envious."

The words are very clear. Pan Dehai brought prosperity to Haichi Ridge, which was the duty of the Earth God, but Li Banfeng reaped greater benefits from it, and he should pay this reward.

But before paying, Li Banfeng had to ask clearly about the purpose.

Pan Dehai came to help, naturally for Xindi.

"You want new land, and what do you want to use it for?"

If Pan Dehai said that it was left to him to accumulate popularity, that would be pure nonsense. Haichiling was a big city in Puluo Prefecture, and its ability to gather popularity was far greater than that of a new land.

"I want to leave a space for Gao Shuxia and Baimuyu. They have done a lot of things for me, and they will do some things for me in the future. If we only talk about friendship and do not provide any benefits, there is also something missing in this friendship. Virtue.”

Pan Dehai told the truth, but Li Banfeng remained silent.

Pan Dehai sighed: "I know you have some issues with these two women."

There are indeed festivals, especially for Gao Shuxia, who had teamed up with Xiaofeng to scheme against Nectarine,

Baimaiyu once wanted to join forces with Bashanzhu to deal with Meng Yuchun. She also joined forces with Gao Shuxia to fish in troubled waters and take away Bei Wushuang's territory.

Li Banfeng remembered all these things.

"We'll settle the matter between them later. I can give you this new land. I don't have to worry about who you entrust the land to, but you must abide by my rules." Li Banfeng wrote a contract on the spot. .

Pan Dehai read the contract, nodded and said: "Since we are defending the territory of Puozhou, neither Pan nor these two women will form an alliance with Neizhou in the future, nor do they do anything for Neizhou. This is the foundation of virtue, and it is also a virtue." OK, if there is any violation, Pan will be willing to be punished!”

Li Banfeng smiled and said: "You agree so simply, this is not like your usual temperament."

Pan Dehai signed the deed, pressed his bloody fingerprints, and handed it to Li Banfeng: "What happened at Desong Cliff is still vivid in my mind. It was the foundation of our Taoist sect, and now there is no grass left.

It would be a lie to say that I don't feel bad, but the actions of such people are completely contrary to the fundamentals of morality, and they deserve this bitter consequence! "

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Are you scared?"

Pan Dehai raised his eyebrows and said, "I have always been able to distinguish clearly between right and wrong."

Li Banfeng reminded: "It's not that big of a deal. This matter is easy to distinguish. It's good to see it clearly now. Don't be confused in the future.

It is clearly written in the deed that I will ask you to collect your popularity every two months, so don't default on your debt then. "

Li Banfeng handed a pair of deeds to Pan Dehai and placed the small statue on his head.

He was not in a hurry to suck up the energy, he wanted to control it, he needed to control it very precisely, and he wanted to let the energy slowly swim between the flesh and bones.

Cultivation is a grinding thing. He didn't notice it before, but now he has some insights. He can clearly feel the stagnation in the joints and the swelling in the flesh.

The popularity is slowly injected, wiping away the stagnation bit by bit, releasing the swelling bit by bit, and over and over again, allowing Li Banfeng to slowly experience the physical comfort.

"It's so slippery!" Li Banfeng looked at Pan Dehai and couldn't help but admired.

"What's so slippery?" Pan Dehai blushed.

Li Banfeng said with an afterthought on his face: "It's so comfortable. You must know this feeling after living for such a long time."

"I don't know much either——" Pan Dehai looked around and shouted to Xiaopang, "Xiao Qin, I have something to tell you."

Pan Dehai and Xiaopang talked about some things in the world, then called Gao Shuxia and Baimuyu, and left the new land together.

Gao Shuxia was still anxious: "We have searched everywhere, but we haven't seen Li Qi, and we haven't talked to him about business yet!"

Pan Dehai shook his head and said: "No need to tell him, I told him."

Gao Shuxia said in surprise: "Has everything been settled?

"It's all settled," Pan Dehai said thoughtfully, "What does he mean when he says slippery?"

Baimuyu looked a little crazy: "It should be said that it is smooth and fragrant. Good things that are fragrant and smooth are the most satisfying."

"Do you know where this fragrant sauce comes from?" He picked up a piece of duck with a small face and looked at Zhong Er and Lamp.

The second grader looked at the duck and thought carefully: "The key lies in the oil. The more oil, the more fragrant and smooth the duck meat will be."

He shook his head calmly and said, "You're half right. The more oil, the smoother it will be. But whether it's fragrant or not depends on the heat. If the heat is too high, the oil and water will be burnt. If you eat it, it will be tasteless. If the heat is too low, The oil and water smell fishy and not only smell bad,

On the contrary, it's boring. "

Bulb shook his head and said, "Ducks are inherently fishy."

He shook his head with a stern face and said: "What kind of condiments should be used? To eat stewed duck, green onions are not good. Green onion leaves are not good. The texture is too thick and will burn in your mouth when chewed. It will ruin the tenderness of the duck meat, so you have to eat white green onions."

You also have to pay attention to the knife skills of the green onion. It should not be too thin. Too thin shreds of green onion will not suppress the greasiness. Also, it should not be too thick. Too juicy will overwhelm the scene and overwhelm the aroma of duck meat.

The reason why I love eating at this restaurant is because they are very particular about their cooking, the green onions are of the right thickness, and the duck cakes are of the right thickness.

We also pay attention to what we eat. How much meat should be rolled into a pancake, how much green onions should be put in it, and how much sauce should be dipped in it? This is all knowledge. "

The second grader followed with a calm face and took the burrito seriously.

Bulb hugged the duck, tearing it apart and chewing it, just eating the meat.

His face became less unhappy, he looked at the light bulb and said, "Didn't I tell you, you have to be careful about what you eat."

Bulb smiled and said: "I want to eat quickly and go back to practice quickly."

Looking at the way he eats, he has lost his appetite and says, "With your level of understanding, no matter how hard you work, it will be useless."

While the three of them were eating, a girl came into the store, stood in the hall, and sang a song: "In spring, hundreds of flowers bloom, and I wander alone in the garden. A strong wind blows the golden fan, and I am full of lovesickness from now on."

"Song of Hundred Flowers" is the most popular song in the streets of Green Water City.

The girl held a basket of flowers in her hands and walked and sang all the way. She was pretty, had a great figure, and her singing voice was soft and delicate, as if there was a feather spinning around in the heart, making people unable to bear to miss every word.

The guests looked up one after another, wanting to take a second look at the flower basket in the girl's hand, but tried their best to avoid the girl's gaze.

Zhong Er didn't hide, he kept staring at the girl, and the girl looked at him.

Bulb said next to him: "What are you doing? Are you listening to music?"

Zhong Er nodded and said: "Yes, doesn't this one sing?

Bulb laughed: "I'm a flower seller! I don't let you see it for free. If you look at it again, you have to pay for it!"

The two of them were talking, and he took out a big piece of money without a big face, put it in the girl's flower basket, and took a flower casually.

The girl looked at the piece of ocean, which was enough to buy her several baskets of flowers. She wanted to change the money, but Lian BuDa said no. She wanted to leave all the flower baskets to Lian BuDa, but Lian BuDa waved her hand and said: ("One is enough." ”

After eating and drinking enough, they left the Luya Restaurant. The three masters and apprentices walked towards the house. After walking not far, Zhong Er turned around and found that the flower girl was still following behind.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Zhong Er asked.

The flower girl lowered her head and said nothing.

"I just gave you money, these flowers are considered to be bought by us." Zhong Er walked up to the girl, took the flower basket, turned and left.

Bulb asked Secondary 2: "What are you going to do?"

Zhongerdao:. "She sells flowers, and now that all her flowers are sold out, she has no reason to continue following us."

Bulb smiled and said: "Do you think this is like stalking? Just walking behind me openly like this, can it be considered stalking?"

The second grader didn't find it funny: "Then what do you think her intention is?"

Bulb was helpless at the stubbornness of the second grader. He always said that the second grader had talent, but he really couldn't see where the talent lies: "This girl just wants to express her feelings.

Puozhou has his own way of doing things. The master gave him a piece of ocean at a time. The girl was grateful and caught up to say thank you. What's wrong with this? "

Zhong Er looked back at the girl and saw the girl standing with her head bowed in the wind, saying nothing.

"She didn't even say thank you."

"Nonsense!" Bulb frowned, "You were embarrassed just now and made others feel uncomfortable. Can't you tell?

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"We gave her money and she gave us flowers. It was a consensual thing. I don't think there's anything to feel bad about." Zhong Er continued to walk forward with the flower basket in his arms.

Bulb looked back at the girl and sighed helplessly.

Walking through a street, Zhong Er placed a flower basket on the side of the road.

Bulb said: "What is your article about?"

“These flowers should not be brought into the home, it is clearly unsafe.

"What's unsafe?"

The second grader said seriously: "I encountered a similar case when I first arrived at the bureau. Someone hid a tracking device among souvenirs and decorations."

Bulb didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Let me tell you, what on earth is Miss Mizui thinking? Why does she fall in love with you? Who hasn't met a flower seller when eating in a restaurant in Puozhou? How come you have caused so many things?"

The second grader walked closer and said, "Master, give me the flower you bought. It's really not safe."

He glared at Zhong Er with a small face, then walked forward alone.

Bulb looked at Zhong Er and said, "Are you ignorant? Do you know where you went wrong this time?"

Zhong Er shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Bulb intentionally distanced himself from Lian Xiaoda, and lowered his voice and said:. "When we were having dinner just now, there were sellers of handkerchiefs, folding fans, and porcelain dolls. Master didn't buy anything else, so why did he buy that girl's flowers?"

The second grader could see this clearly: "Because that girl is beautiful and can sing well."

Bulb nodded: "To put it simply, the master is interested in the girl. The girl took the money and chased her out. This proves that she is also interested in the master. Don't you understand?"

The second grader didn't understand: "Judging from Master's dress, appearance and temperament, it's impossible for that girl to be interested in him."

Bulb glanced far away: "You can speak louder, it's best for Master to hear you."

The second grader didn't take it seriously: "I heard the same thing when I heard it. I believe that Master himself should be able to make a correct judgment. Based on that girl's appearance, figure and singing skills, there will be many people who take the initiative to give her money. Right For her, this was probably something she was used to, but the fact that she chased her out of the restaurant seemed abnormal to me.”

Bulb doesn't know how to explain: "Don't always use the mindset of another state to deal with events in Puzhou.

What kind of person is our master? He must have more knowledge than us. Can't he see what the other party is thinking?

This flower girl may have regarded our master as a rich man and wanted to make more money to spend, or she may have thought that our master was a nice person and wanted to say thank you. "

Zhong Er shook his head and said: "If I have to give an explanation for her behavior, I would rather believe that she is attracted to you, because in terms of appearance, you have too much advantage."

Bulb lowered his palm and said, "Don't let Master hear this. I don't want to be jealous of Master because I am prettier than Master. No matter what the reason is, this flower is a miss to Master. It is very important to me." Good thoughts,

Master has said that he really wants us to practice Huanxiu at the same time, because he has never enjoyed that kind of blessing in his life. Finally, he had this thought today: You are always making trouble here. Isn't this just to attract people's disapproval?

Don't mention that flower thing again, don't cause trouble to Master anymore, let this matter go away, go back and practice well. "

There is nothing wrong with what Bulb said. When it comes to strength and experience, the second grade in middle school cannot be compared with the one who has a weak face.

But when he returned to the house and saw the flower, Zhong Er always felt a knot in his heart. He still wanted to find a chance to clean this thing out.

At half past ten in the evening, I looked a little tired and went back to my room to sleep. The flower was in the vase next to the bed.

The second grader entered the room, placed a teapot beside the bed, and said softly: "Master, if you are thirsty at night, drink this."

He nodded with a small face and said, "Put the tea here and don't touch the flowers."

The second grader's idea was discovered, and he really wanted to take the flower away while the tea was being served.

The faceless man sat up from the bed, looked at Zhong Er silently, and asked, "Do you believe there is love at first sight in this world?"

The second grader didn't know how to answer, and he couldn't figure out the temperament of the small-faced man. He felt that sometimes this person was very wise, and sometimes he was extremely naive.

In this situation, there is only one way to deal with it. If it is an enemy, then don't say anything and just start fighting.

If you are one of your own, then tell the truth: "Master, I don't believe in love at first sight, especially the woman I met in the restaurant today. I don't believe she will have any good impression of you."

He frowned and said, "Are you saying I don't look good?"

The second grader said as tactfully as possible: "I think you're a little --- mediocre."

He asked again with a small face: "Do you think that girl is good-looking?"

The second grade student gave an objective evaluation: "Her appearance can be described as outstanding, and her figure is even more outstanding than her appearance."

He nodded with a small face: "She has a really good figure, especially her slender waist, which reminds me of a certain person."

The second grader roughly understood the mood of Xiao Lian: "Master, this girl may be very similar to someone you had a crush on back then, but today you have an extraordinary identity and status, and you have met this girl again who can remind you of your memory. The girl wanted to re-enact the relationship of that year.

But I think such a reenactment is meaningless. During those youthful years, you and that girl must have been very innocent. If that girl couldn't be with you, it shouldn't be because you didn't have wealth back then. It’s not because you were incompetent back then, she probably simply thought you were not good-looking back then—”

Faceless shook his head and said, "It's not that year. I just met her not long ago. In fact, I don't even know her. I only met her once and didn't say hello." Faceless picked up the flowers in the vase, "This girl, Looks a lot like Chu Yaoxian from Xindi."

The second grader was stunned.

He didn't know Chu Yaoxian, but he realized that the real idea of ​​a small face was not consistent with his guess.

Holding the flower with a small face, he asked the second grade:

: "Do you know who Chu Yaoxian is?"

Zhong Er shook his head repeatedly.

He said with a smile on his face: "Shu Wanjuan killed twelve earth gods and only spared one. He wanted to use this earth god to bite He Jiaqing, but unfortunately she failed, but this does not mean that Chu Yaoxian is useless. ,

Chu Yaoxian is still from He Jiaqing, so she can also use the power of the Brotherhood to do things. For example, she can ask the Brotherhood to provide her with an identity, be a flower girl, etc., and come out to find out information.

After she finds out the information, she may give it to He Jiaqing or Shu Wanjuan, because Shu Wanjuan likes to leave a back-up on others, don't you think so? "

"I don't know" contains too much information, and Form 21 can't respond to it in a short time.

"I didn't ask you," he said with a stern face, shaking his head, "Lao Shu, do you think I'm right?"

Zhong Er was startled and glanced around the room. Is there anyone else in this room?

A gust of cold wind blew away the flowers in the small-faced hand. The petals flew around and turned into dots of ink.

The ink was hung on the wall, leaving a few lines of text: Hundreds of flowers come in autumn, and the beautiful scenery proves the marriage. Iron hooves trample the flowers and candles, and it is most pitiful to break up the mandarin ducks.

These are still the lyrics of "Song of Hundred Flowers". The twenty-eight characters are turned into brushes and written continuously on the wall.

Dense text covers every corner of the room.

A man came out from the text, with gray hair and beard, wearing a robe and holding a paper fan. He looked like a storyteller.

He looked at the storyteller with a small face and said with a smile: "Shu Wanjuan, you are really wicked. You know that I have never been hurt by anyone in my life, and you let Chu Yaoxian use this trick to plot against me. Do you really think that I will be fooled?"

Shu Wanzuan smiled: "Were you not fooled? I have found you, do you think you can still escape?"

In theory, Bian Dabu really couldn't get away. The words all over the room had blocked all his escape routes, and Shu Fangjuan didn't leave him any chance to slip out.

But Bian Dabu wasn't panicked at all.

"Shu Wanjuan, do you think finding me is a good thing?

Shu Wanjuan smiled and said, "Isn't it a good thing?"

A layer of grease seeped out of the wall and slowly flowed on the words.

The ink dissolved in the grease and slowly flowed to the ground along the grease.

Shu Wanjuan was startled. Bian Dabu's grease had changed, which surprised him.

Now that there was no words surrounding him, Bian Dabu might escape at any time.

Shu Wanjuan pulled out the brush and prepared to add words to trap Bian Dabu.

But before the brush was swung out, Shu Fangjuan discovered something.

The most urgent thing seemed not to trap Bian Dabu.

He found that the grease was spreading upward along his feet.